It hadn’t been a good day. Paul wasn’t sure why – it was just an instinctive thing. There was something about the way he’d gone about his routine that wasn’t right. For one, his girlfriend had been very weird with him at lunch. “Hey, Polliwog,” Paul heard as he took a bite of his sandwich. He turned his head and saw Courtney there, at the door to his office and was confused.
“Did we have something planned for today?”
Courtney shook her head and bit her lower lip. She came into his office and closed the door, spinning and sticking a foot in the air as she did.
“Oh, okay. I’m glad to see you,” he said.
Courtney turned around and stared at him. She was pressed against the door and she bent her knees together like Marilyn Monroe in that famous photograph.
“Is everything alright?”
“No, I need something from you.”
“What, Court?” he said walking over to her and holding her face in his hands.
She said nothing for a moment and then started kissing his right hand. She made her way along his knuckles leaving little indications of wetness as she went, then she licked his palm and pressed it to her face. Paul leaned in to kiss her but she held his hand in the way. She started sucking on his ring finger, which was bare. Paul let this go on and became hard. He grabbed a handful of her bright red hair and pulled back hard. Courtney winced and let go of his finger. He wiped the saliva across her face with his other hand still on her hair. “Suck my dick.”
“Oh, your hurting me, Polliwog.”
He pulled harder and Courtney fell to her knees. He pressed his hips into her lips and pinned her against the wall. Somehow, she managed to work her hands around his waist so that she could unzip his pants. In an instant, Paul’s penis emerged and in an instant more Courtney had wrapped her lips around it. She sucked and used her hands. Slowly she went, up and down with her left hand closely following her lips. When she got to the head, she would pull back the foreskin and run her teeth along the tip. It hurt Paul in an explosive way. It was all he could do to not cry out and plunge himself back inside, all the way down her throat if her could. All the way he could fuck he would until Courtney felt on the edge like him. But, she was in control. With her right hand, she slowly massaged his testicles. She would switch from left to right, all the while keeping her motions precise on his shaft. It was like patting your head while rubbing your stomach, well if someone were also rubbing her clit at the same time. She fought the urge to get Paul inside of her. To get his cock as far inside of her as possible. But, she was in control.
This went on until Paul came down her throat. His legs almost gave way as he’d been holding it in for a long time. The energy expended along with the cum was enormous and he felt depleted afterwards. Courtney kissed his afterwards and opened her mouth widely to show there was nothing inside.
A second later, there was a knock at his office door, “Uh, Paul. Everything ok in there? We got that meeting soon, eh.”
“Yeah, yeah just finishing lunch. One sec, Andrew.”
Courtney looked at him and smiled. He felt strangely in love with her after the blowjob. As if she’d worked some magic on his cock that had taken over him. He kissed her lightly on the lips and then took a long, deep breath in of her hair. She looked very put-together despite all that had just happened. Paul on the other hand was a mess, so he unlocked the door and kissed Courtney to tell her it was time to go.
Later on, Paul was leaving work when his coworker Sarah walked in.
“I saw that Courtney was here earlier,” she said by way of introduction.
“Yeah, she was.”
Sarah walked into the room. She was as tall as Paul in the heels she wore, they were black as night. She wore a bright yellow blouse, that tied into a bow at her collarbone. On her legs she wore a tight black skirt, as dark as her shoes.
“Well…”
“Did you fuck?”
“Umm, no. And is that really any of your business, Sarah?”
She remained silent, but walked over to Paul and grabbed his crotch. He inhaled and brought his hands up to her afro.
“Remember what I said about that?”
He dropped his hands to his side for an instant. Then, he pulled her skirt up and pulled her panties down. Her skin was almost as dark as her skirt.
“You want this, don’t you,” he said. He fingered around her pussy for a second, then pulled back her lips to reveal the bright, pink insides that they hid. Paul plunged a finger inside of her and unzipped his pants. “Are you going to fuck me, Paul?”
He put both hands on her neck and squeezed tight. For an instant he held as tightly as he could but then he released his grip a bit and heard Sarah suck in air.
“Are you going to fuck me?” she said again.
Paul slowly undressed and watched Sarah do the same. Once nude, they stood apart admiring each other. Paul dick was pulsing and it was unbearable and yet he stood still. He slowly extended his right hand forward. He pushed Sarah backwards onto his desk with her vagina on display. He licked it and put his pinkie up her asshole. Sarah had come to love this part of her work day. She even fantasized about Paul at home, sticking her husband’s toothbrush up her ass during her morning shower. She knew she was going to have a good day when she felt the bristles inside of her. Paul then stuck his index and middle finger in her vagina and worked her till her was wet. His two finger became sticky and so he knew it was time to fuck her. After placing his right hand inside of her mouth, he put his cock in her ass. Paul always thought of Sarah when he fucked Courtney in the ass. But it was never the same, Sarah had this big, bouncy butt that swallowed his dick. When he fucked Courtney he felt like an intruder in a foreign land. This went on for some time until Paul got close to cumming.
“Where do you want it, babe?”
“Where do you want me to have it?” she asked. She was now laying on her on the couch in Paul’s office. He pushed on the back of her knees to open her up better, and since he liked to measure his distance Paul kept doing so until he came.
On the edge, Paul pulled out and shot a stream up towards Sarah’s face. It landed from her eyebrows to her navel. They both laughed for a second until Paul stuck his right ring finger in her mouth and his left one on her clit.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7iq8hh/the_ring_finger_mff