Dirty Daddy

“Alone,” he repeats, resting his big hands on my hips. I feel a warmness taking over me, and it doesn’t take long for that warmness to turn into a very wet situation right between my thighs.

“You told me there’s going to be a very big tower in here… Is there anything else that’s big? Or is it just the tower?” I ask him, one of my hands trailing down his chest and going over his belt until I finally flatten the palm of my hand against his crotch, the thick shape of his hard cock pulsing against my fingers.

“What do you think?”

“I think,” I start, curling my fingers and squeezing his cock over the fabric of his pants, “that I might have to take some measurements. Perhaps with my mouth.”

“That sounds good… But this is my office, and that means you have to play by my rules.”

“Rules?” My heart is drumming fast now, boiling blood surging through my veins.

“Rules,” he nods. “And rule number one is, you have to get out of that dress right now.”

“Oh, come on, now you’re just making stuff up,” I laugh, squeezing his cock so tightly that he groans.

“Yes, I am,” he growls, pushing my hips until I’m pinned between the wall and his body. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I want you out of that dress… Right fucking now.” With that, he pushes the straps down my shoulders and tugs on the fabric until it falls around my ankles, leaving me only in a matching black lace thong and bra, my favorite La Perla lingerie.

“Much better,” he whispers, pushing my hair back over my shoulder and leaning into me, his lips gently landing on my neck. I feel a shiver going up my spine as he traces the lines of my jaw with his lips, making a straight line toward my mouth.

I close my eyes and sigh as our mouths make contact, and it doesn’t take long for me to surrender to one unbridled kiss. He pushes me down onto the couch as our mouths dance around one another, and he takes one of his hands to between my shoulder blades. Unclasping my bra, he removes it deftly and then pulls back from our kiss, grinning all the way.

I bite on my lower lip perhaps too harshly as I feel my naked nipples coming into sight, and his grin widens at that. With his eyes locked on mine, he reaches for my breasts with boths hands and squeezes them eagerly before allowing one of his hands to make a descending line over my stomach. I part my legs by instinct, breathing hard, and he wastes no time - he flattens his hand over my wet thong, pressing hard against my pussy, and I let a loud moan fly out from between my lips.

He presses harder and harder and, when I come to my senses, I realize that I’m moaning so loudly that my throat is already complaining from the effort. Screw it - it feels good to do it! After having to fuck for God knows how many weeks like a ninja, it feels good to moan and scream as much as I can.

“This must go as well,” Magnus whispers, tracing the contour of my thumb with his index finger.

“It must go,” I repeat after him, raising my ass from the couch and allowing him to pull my underwear down my legs.

Leaning into me again, he starts kissing my neck, tracing a descending line each time his lips touch my skin. He traces careful and soft circles around my nipples with his tongue, then sucks on each of them eagerly before he carries on, kissing down my chest to my navel.

Oh, I see where this is going, and I like it.

“Lay down,” he commands me, and I do it as fast as I can, a wicked smile dancing on my lips.

He follows after me, laying down on the couch right between my open legs, and then he starts kissing my inner thighs, his fingers softly brushing the smooth skin around my pussy but never actually touching it. I know he wants to drive me crazy with just his mouth... And you know what? That sounds just right.

I keep still, taking deep breaths as he takes his time. When he lets the tip of his tongue gently fall on my clit, I can’t help but bite my lower lip, my unconscious mind fighting to take control.

With the expertise of a man that knows his way around my body better than anyone (even me), he circles my clit with his tongue before licking my folds in a downward line, all of this without laying his mouth on me.

Oh, this feels good. Carry on, Magnus, carry on..

I grab a handful of his hair and try to force him down but, of course, he doesn’t budge. He’s made of muscles, each one of them brimming with power. Much shorter and thinner than him, I’m no match for his imposing body. He does what he wants, when he wants.

Well, desperate times call for desperate measures. I take my other hand and hook all of my fingers on his hair like thorns, all while I thrust my hips upward. A grin dawns on my face as I feel his lips on me - I’ve learned to get what I want, you see.

He places his mouth over my clit, pressing down on it with his tongue; then he starts to suck, his tongue lashing out at me with such an intensity that I arch my back and lace my legs behind his neck. I close my eyes, allowing the wild and untamable pleasure that permeates me to run free.

Relentless, Magnus eats me out as if my pussy was the most delicious thing in the whole universe. I sway my hips up down and from side to side, his open mouth matching the cadence of my body. He keeps going until I’m half-purring, half-moaning, my mind completely obliterated by the ferocity of his kiss.

“Oh, God,” I moan as he starts licking me up and down, his thumb tightly pressed over my clit. Two seconds of it and I go blind, the whole world fading away as I explode once more. My legs start jerking uncontrollably and I bury my fingers deep in his back, my limbs succumbing to the sweetest pleasure there is.

I’m still reeling from the orgasm when he slides two fingers inside of me at once, my moaning turning into full blown screaming. Without even allowing me to catch my breath, he starts to flick his wrist back and forth, his fingers sliding in and out of me at break neck speed while he continues to apply a maddening pressure on my clitoris.

It doesn’t take long for me to come again, small explosions of delight going off under my skin. I grit my teeth hard, a scream dying in my throat as another wave of pleasure hits me point blank; my whole body shakes and twitches, and I can’t even tell when one orgasm starts and the other ends.

“I… I want it…” I suddenly find myself saying as Magnus slides his fingers out of me.