Office Pet

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

This wasn’t what I’d planned.

I was the one who was supposed to be in control, and yet I wasn’t.

The scent of her pussy was something I had to taste. Had to lap up and drink down. Using my thumbs, I opened her folds and swiped them up and down. Fuck she was soaked—saturated. Lowering my head, I licked her clit and flicked the distended nub back and forth using the tip of my tongue.

In response, she dug her nails into my head, and I didn’t mind the pain, I welcomed it. “That’s it. Please don’t stop, Sir.”

While continuing to lick her clit with feather-light strokes, I moved my thumbs to her opening and rimmed the entrance.

“Sir, Oh, God, Sir.”

My dick jerked and pressed against the fly of my pants, but I was enjoying myself too much to take it out. I would deal with the discomfort for a while longer.

Moving my thumbs further back, I pressed one ever so slightly against the puckered hole of her ass.

Her legs trembled, and she cried out, “Fuck.”

I leaned back and glanced up at her euphoric face. “Are you ready to take me in the ass, Pet? Are you ready for me to take that virgin hole and slide my cock deep?”

“Fuck yes,” she hissed.

I tapped my thumb a few more times against her ass knowing full well how sensitive and responsive that part of her body was. “Not yet, but soon. We’re building up to it.”

“Don’t tease me like that,” she said, sounding frustrated. “It’s so unfair.”

I chuckled. “You have no idea how unfair I can be.”

“Oh, please. I was the one who wore a chastity belt for almost two weeks, remember.”

“I’ll never forget it. But your punishment can be much worse. Now, place yourself across my desk. Keep your feet on the floor and spread your legs wide.”

With a wobble, Reese did as I asked. She lay across my desk with her ass on the edge and her feet on the floor. I relished how much her legs shook with intense desire. I relished how much her pussy watered with need for me. A need I would soon fulfill.

Still fully dressed, I sat on my chair and maneuvered it until I was in front of her. I leaned back and admired the pretty view. And what a view it was. The sight of her was something I’d never tire of. I’d never tire of her swollen pink folds, or her dusky skin engorged and ripe for me. Never tire of watching her inner muscles clenching, weeping, and pleading for me.

From the way she writhed and squirmed, I could tell she was getting desperate. “What do you want, Reese? What do you want from me?”

“I want you to fuck me over your desk. I want you to spray your cum over my body. I want your cum in my pussy. I want you to make me gush. I want you to do whatever pleases you.”

She moved her hands to her inner thighs and spread herself wider. “Fuck me please.”

“There’s something I want to do before that.”

I leaned forward, draped her legs over my shoulders, then buried my head between her legs.

I sucked her clit hard, trapping her nub between my teeth. Reese’s ass lifted off my desk, and she pressed herself against me, her vocalizations weren’t subdued or held back, she voiced every piece of her pleasure.

“It’s too much. It’s not enough,” she cried. “It’ll never be enough.”

Her hips thrashed. Her fingernails scrabbled against the desk seeking something to hold onto.

Her breasts quivered, her nipples creased, and she threw her hands behind her head, grabbing for the edge of the desk.

She would explode at any moment, and damn, I needed to feel her release. I slid three fingers inside her and curled them against her inner walls, coaxing the orgasm out of her.

“I’m coming,” she cried.

When her orgasm hit, she screamed so loud I was surprised the glass within a three-mile radius didn’t shatter. Her inner walls clamped against my fingers and she squirted her release all over my hand and chest.

If I could have, I would have swallowed every drop of it down. After the last spasm shuddered through her, her body sagged, and the only sound in the room was the sound of her labored breaths.

“I don’t think… I don’t think I’ve ever had an orgasm like that in my life.” She caught sight of my disheveled appearance and giggled. “Oh, I’m so sorry.”

“Never be sorry for how your body releases,” I said, unable to stop smiling. “I’m glad I’m able to make your fantasies come true.”

I took her hands in mine and helped her sit up.

“What can I do to make your fantasies come true?” she asked.

“You already have. And more. Now turn around. I’m going to take you from behind, but I have to warn you, it’s going to be fast and rough. I’m ready to erupt.”