**(Same as before, be kind and give me constructive feedback and criticism)**
After my little rendezvous with young timothy (the intern), work was immensely fun. He was ever so helpful to me, carrying my bags, buying me lunch and overall making my life easier, all with a blush on his face. I could tell he wanted more, which made my cunt wet. Being desired was a feeling every woman should have, and he desired me like he needed air. I teased him by unexpectedly grabbing his crotch, while he was assisting me with random stuff and squealed cutely when I applied pressure. I masturbated daily to this image, fingering my sopping wet cunt, while I imagined him slowly thrusting into me, apologizing and determined to please me throughout. Young virgins are satisfying that way. With practice and daily exercise, I was sure he would blow my mind. In the meantime, ill blow him instead. 3 days after our little tryst, life found me on my knees, in the handicap toilet at the topmost level, skirt hiked up to my waist, my mouth furiously bobbing up and down his cock.
He was sitting on the bowl, his back arched. and his face a picturesque figure of ecstasy. “Thank you Auntie Michelle, thank you so much” he mutters under his breath. (He refers to me as Auntie Michelle due to my age) and slightly drools, his hands holding back my hair and gripping my head. As I lock eyes with him, the sight excites me so much, I slowly drag my mouth off his cock, my mouth making a slight popping sound, reach up to his face, and lick his saliva off. My pussy was dripping intensely, long rivulets of fluid and desire trailing their way down my legs. He kisses me sloppily, his arms move around my head, not sure where to put his hands.
I pulled back my head and looked into his eyes, “Auntie wants you to cum in her, don’t pull out ok?” I give an intense look. He swallows audibly and nods. On closer inspection, I realize his acne problem was quite bad. As i climbed over him, I made a mental note to refer him to my dermatologist. And my personal trainer as well, as I felt his little handlebars while feeling him up. Oh well, we’re all a work in progress. I unbutton my blouse and looked at him. “It’s polite to help me remove my bra” My eyebrow arched, a seductive smile on my face. He blushed an even deeper red and apologizes repeatedly. His little hands fumbling over my bra strap, trying to find a pirates treasure by unfastening it. After an excruciating 10 seconds, my bra drops down, its booty revealed, his face looking like it had seen the sun.
I got flattered by the look on his face and reached for one of his hands. “Remember to put your hands to use, one on my breasts, the other wherever I want it. Rub me anywhere so I get stimulated too” I coach him like a little leagues coach, correcting his mistakes, improving his technique. He immediately fondles my left breast with a hand and dives into my right breast with the appetite of a starving man, his remaining hand supporting his buffet. As I start dripping more, I reached down to his saliva encrusted cock, an average tool with the hue of an angry red, transparent pre-cum leaking from his slit, tug his foreskin back, and descended on it. A low pitched sound emanated from timothy’s throat as he feasted on me. My insides churning with pleasure as i slide in easily. He wasn’t as hard as I expected, most likely a side effect from over-watching porn, but still capable of slightly stretching me.
As I reached his base, he pulled his lips back from his nipple assault, a slight trail of saliva, linking his bottom lip with my nipple and gazed at me with gratefulness. He resumed his eager assault on my milky ducts, this time on my other breast. His hand immediately covered my now wet and cold nipple, tweaking and pulling the nub. I slowly went up and down his cock, my hips reaching his peak, then slowly descending. I was afraid of going too far as I could feel his cock slightly softening. So I increased the pressure by riding him, circling my waist in a clockwise fashion. He occasionally came up for air, kissing my face, his oily face leaving streaks on mine, a feeling I found sick pleasure in. After a good 20 pumps (on average), I felt his body stiffening, his back arching and his face scrunched up in undisguised pleasure, a face I took great pleasure in seeing, and felt the first spurts of his sperm. Long spurts that felt hot, heating up my insides, filling me with delicious cum. I could feel liquid in my nether regions, my body struggling to hold his load unsuccessfully. I immediately leaked, the white opaque fluid just dribbling over his rapidly softening erection.
Timothy looked as if he had run a marathon, Slumped over the toilet, his arms outstretched, panting deeply and coughing slightly. The personal trainer note absentmindedly flashed over my thoughts. My hips felt like I had done some odd squats, and since I was exercising regularly, I was barely winded. I stood up rapidly, his cock disengaging from my now rapidly leaking cunt, and I quickly wore my panties. I wanted the liquid feeling to stay inside me longer. When I pulled my skirt down, I tapped him lightly on his face, “Alright there Timmy?, Break is only for an hour and you don’t want Liz to yell at you again”. As I was putting my bra back on, and buttoning up my blouse, he stared at me blankly with an exhausted expression on his face. Then got up beside me to redress. “Thank you, auntie Michelle. I’ve never felt so happy or so tired.” he squeaked out. “I have the number of a personal trainer. If we’re doing this regularly, I need you fit and ready to fuck me anytime” I replied with a saucy smile. He seemed perturbed at my usage of vulgarities as I’m usually straight-laced around him. “I’ll train every day and eat right!” he proclaimed solemnly. “Good, remember to come over tonight. My spawn needs your help troubleshooting his computer and I’ll make you boys dinner” I cheerfully walked out, leaving the former virgin to process the previous hour, his acne-ridden face breaking into a pleased and worshiping smile.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/d3azhq/confessions_of_a_hypersexed_corporate_executive