I know you weren’t looking at me or thinking about me … but the way you came up the stairs, looked in my direction … and then you sat directly across the atrium from me, in full sight of where I was standing. I won’t lie, that felt completely intentional on your part … as if you want to see me, and you wanted to be seen by me. In a time I shouldn’t have been, I was fixated upon you … it was distracting. Honestly, I stood there after I was off the phone, in hopes that something would happen … knowing it wouldn’t.
You see, I was standing there in the doorway of two vacant offices … and all I could think about was you walking across the atrium and through the doorway of the first office. Your phone conversation has ended, as did my own. You walk through the door, and what you want is immediately, and readily, apparent to me … my cock stirs as I see the desire in your eyes. Apparently the one sided interest is not-so-one-sided after all.
You turn and slowly, quietly close the door, peeking out to ensure that no one is watching you. The stirring has escalated into growth … short-lived sexual fantasy is about to become reality. You cross the office quickly, gracefully as I step forward. With sudden urgency our bodies come together, we are face to face … and without a word, locked in a passionate kiss.
Lust is written across your face as we part … “I don’t want anything from this. I want you to take me, to have me … I need to feel you buried inside of me, so I can put these desires to rest. I just need …” you start, as I lean in, nibbling on your neck and earlobe, eliciting one of the most sexual moans I have ever heard. “… you.” You press your body tight against mine, thrusting your hips against me, grinding against my rock hard dick.
“You aren’t alone in those desires, in that need. I’ve wanted you since I first saw you, in a way I can’t explain.” The sexual urgency between the two of us cannot be denied, the time for words is past. I close the door to the vacant office behind me, so that we have something resembling privacy.
I see you trembling with excitement as you reach for the hem of your sweater. I stop your hands, to take off your sweater, and the tank top underneath, myself. I feel the heat and lust coming off your body, as you stand before me, exposed. You briefly go to cover up, almost in embarrassment over your body, but I will not allow it. Here, now, in this moment that matters, you are stunning and captivating to me. My desire for you has only increased.
I hear you gasp, ever slightly, as I remove both of my shirts as well. Another passionate kiss brings our half-naked bodies together, the sexual heat generated by the two of us, warms the cold office. As we kiss, I reach behind you to unclasp your bra. You shrug it off, and I take one of your small breasts into my hand. I gently massage you, teasing your nipple … and I receive the desired for moan when I take the nipple on your other breast between my lips. Feeling your energy, I know this will be brief and explosive for both of us.
I feel your hips grind against me, against my own. You adjust to the point where you can just grind your covered pussy against my cock. The sensations are incredible for both of us. You whimper in passion as I continue to pleasure your nipples. I free one hand, unbutton your jeans, and slide it quickly inside your jeans and silky panties. My fingertips quickly find your clean shaven womanhood, drenched in passion already. Clearly you had been thinking about this before coming to me.
One finger, then a second, slip between your drenched lips … you bring my face to yours, and we lock in a passionate kiss, so you can muffle your moans. You cum as my thumb flicks across your engorged clit. I feel your body shake and shudder with an intense orgasm. Our kiss breaks, and I see the lust in your eyes has intensified. I am happy to see that we are not done.
“Oh my gawd … that was so good” you whisper to me, passionately. “I fucking needed that … and I need more, I want more.” Without another word, your hands leave my side to unbutton my jeans. You kneel before me, as if we were making our own illicit porno, to pull my jeans down. I step out of my shoes and jeans, with only a pair of boxer briefs between us. You look up at me, and I receive the message without you saying a word … you want me, and you’re not sure you can take me. Your internal debate seems to take ages, but it passes in milliseconds.
I feel your hands at my waist, pulling my shorts down … slowly, carefully, to ensure you clear the head of my cock, coated in precum. With my shorts around my ankles, you turn your attention to my rock hard manhood before you. Your fears give way to your lust, as I watch and feel your tongue trace along the front of my engorged cock. I let out a barely audible moan as you take my engorged head between your lips, flicking your tongue across the tip of my cock. Like you, I don’t have much time, either.
Sensing where I am, you take as much of me as you can into your mouth, gagging a bit as I hit the back of your throat. I won’t completely fit, but it’s obvious you don’t care. I run my hand through your hair, pulling it back, so I can watch you slurping on my cock like a wanton sex fiend. Some would see a homely woman, 15 years my junior … I see a woman who is in complete sex goddess mode at this moment in time. I am snapped out of that thought by pleasure rushing through my body … I’m going to cum for you.
You quickly release your oral lip grip on my cock, soaked in precum and your saliva, rise up just enough to place my dick between your tits. You lean your head forward and lick the tip of my cock again, almost begging me to fuck your tits. You begin to fuck me yourself, as I start to pick up on the rhythm.
“I want you to give it to me, please cum on me. I’m so yours.”
You huskily whisper to me as we match rhythms. It’s mere seconds before I shoot my first load across your face, your glasses, and onto your chest. That load is followed by four or five more … soon you have my cum on your face, your glasses are smeared, and I am coating your chest. You push me backwards and gently lick my deflating cock clean.
“I hope that’s not all …” you whisper as you look up at me, pouting. Grinning, I pull you to your feet, and I kneel to pull your jeans and (now drenched) panties the rest of the way off of you. I stand back up to face you.
“Not at all. I told you once, I’m better with actions. I’m great at being a ‘pick me up’ …” without hesitation, I pick your curvy body up, and sit you on the desk behind you. You lightly yelp at the cold desk, but muffle that yelp immediately. I grin, as you lean back, glistening womanhood exposed before me.
I kneel, once again, coming face to face with your sex. Your engorged clit, throbs with intense longing. I wrap place my hands on the inside of your thighs, pushing them a little further apart. Leaning in, my tongue finds your clit, immediately eliciting a moan from deep you. All of your worries and insecurities are gone as intense pleasure rushes through your body from my tongue. You lean back on your elbows a bit, surrendering yourself to me more. You are mine in this moment.
I hear your breathless moans and feel your body tense up … telling me that it has been some time since you came to the touch of another. You won’t be long. I take your clit between my lips, as my fingertip finds its way between your lips again. My hearing disappears, as you bring your thighs alongside my head. With coordination, I lick your clit and stroke your lips, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm. I hear your moans, feel the lust within in rising … and I feel my own lust peaking. You will be in for a pleasurable surprise, as I harden again.
“Oh god … oh god … oh god …” I hear you lustily whisper, letting me know you are going to cum soon. I pleasure your clit with everything I have … one finger inside of you, now two. You begin to grind against my tongue, my lips, my fingers. I hear little whines coming from you just as you cum, soaking my face as you do.
Without giving you a moment to think, I quickly stand up and pull you to me. The look on your face tells me it had the desired effect, you are still on an orgasmic wave. Knowing this is going to be a snug fit, I quickly turn you around and bend you forward. On cue, you stick your chunky ass and juicy pussy back against my rock hard cock. I hit your with the head of my cock, as your knees nearly buckle and you moan.
As you are distracted, I grab your hips with each hand and slide inside of you. No hands needed, my dick needs to be buried deep inside your pussy, it draws me in. And you are so very, very tight. Your drenched, post orgasmic pussy is a surprisingly supple fit for me. Without waiting, you push back against me, and I’m buried about ¾ of the way inside of you … I pull back, hands firmly gripping on your ass and slowly slide deeper inside of you. I pull back again, until just the head is between your womanly lips. Before I can act, you slam back against me … burying all 8 inches of my cock deep inside of you. You moan and I feel you cum again … and I know it’s time. You bend further forward over the desk and I thrust into you once … twice … three times before I cum. Doing so, sends you over the edge again, as I feel your pussy tighten around my cock, waves of ecstasy splashing through your body.
We hold tight and deep in that moment, before I pull out of you, with a sloppy pop sound. Composing yourself, you turn and look at me with satisfaction.
“Yeah. That was as good as I knew it would be. Thank you for proving me right.” You say to me, collecting yourself. You bend over to pick up your clothes, as I admire your willendorfian body.
“Now if you will excuse me, I need to clean up.” You walk past me into the vacant office, towards its bathroom. “And don’t get any ideas,” you call back over your shoulder. I hear the door close and latch as I collect my clothes to get dressed, grinning like a damned fool.