Unravel (Club V 1)

My eyes widened in panic.

“Oh, if only you could see your desperate little face the way I can, baby girl. What do you want me to do to you?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“You want my ten inches stretching that tight little hole of yours?”

“Yes.” I felt my pussy get wetter at the thought.

“Go and stand by the window.”

What?

“I, I can’t do that. Someone could see us.”

“That’s what makes it even more exciting, kitten.”

I walked over to the window. The view of the beach was stunning, yet all I wanted to do was look at H and how his face hungered for me.

He stood behind me and I felt his cock, once again rock hard, against my ass. He left me and dragged over the chair to the window.

“Put your left foot up on the chair.”

I did and my heel sank into the plush seat.

“I might damage the chair with my heel.”

“I hope so, or I’m doing something wrong.”

I was slightly back from the window so it was doubtful I could be seen but the thought excited me. Who would believe the heeled Realtor was on the eighth floor having her brains fucked out by her client?

Once again behind me, H put his gym-threaded arms around my body and grabbed a firm hold of my breasts. “Got to make sure these babies don’t escape my grip with them being all oiled up.” He kneaded them with his hands, then let go to flick my nipples. Once again his flicks connected the sensation in my nipple to a pulse between my legs. He stopped to pull my thong down and off my legs. From our reflection in the window I saw him sniff the crotch of the thong. “I’ll be taking this with me to pla

y with tonight.” He threw them towards his own pile of clothing.

He grabbed his cock that was already sheathed with a condom and held it at my entrance. He slowly rubbed his thick head against my slit and I swear to God I almost came from that sensation alone.

“Are you ready for me Tiff? I’m going to stretch you wide.”

“Yes, please fuck me now. I’m so close.”

With those words he thrust hard, his cock making my channel expand to fit him. Oh fuck, the feeling of fullness within me was incredible. Then he started to move. He thrusted his cock in me. I rose up on the balls of my feet with each thrust and then back down, my left heel sinking again into the chair cushion. He thrusted even harder and faster and my walls relaxed further to accommodate him. I couldn’t believe how easily my pussy had accepted his huge length. I caught sight of myself in the reflection from the window. My eyes were glazed, I was wanton with lust and looked like the star of a porn movie.

H fisted one hand around his girth and slammed into me as he brought his other hand around to the front of me and stroked my clit.

“Oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god. Yes, yes, please more.”

“My name is H.” He growled. “When you demand an orgasm you scream my name.” He thrusted again, his balls slamming into my ass.

“H, please, make me cum.” I panted, riding towards the edge.

He strummed my clit with his finger, hard and fast, matching his thrusts. It was too much for me. I couldn’t take any more and started to peak. I soared and flew as I reached my conclusion and broke apart on his cock, tremors hitting me like an earthquake. I felt his balls tighten and then a moment later he withdrew his cock and came all over my ass. I felt the warm spurts as they hit.

My breathing was ragged and I needed to lie down. My legs gave way and H swept me up into his arms. He took a look at the chair. “Look what you did.” I casted my eyes down. There was a hole in the seat of the chair. Fuck. My client would go insane.

H laid me back down on the bed and then went into the bathroom. I heard him wash himself. He returned with two towels. One he had dampened and one dry. He wiped me down with the damp cloth and dried me with the other.

“How am I going to explain that these towels got used?”