*”You get started. I’ll be there soon to finish you off.”*
He never thought that would work, but it was worth a shot.
They’d been texting on and off all morning. Getting little more dirty, a little more brazen, he thought he would go for broke and she what she was willing to do.
They’d met discretely at lunch before, but there was something in her tone that day that sent chills up and down his arms and his spine and in his hair. She was on the attack, or so it seems, and she was ready for a fuck. A solid, hard, hot, fuck.
Each of their availability had dwindled in the previous weeks, with the only times they could meet were during the short lunchtime sessions or early in the mornings before work. In any case, they still tried to make it a priority to see each other. Things between them were hotter than ever, so it was just a matter of time before they figured out a way to see each other.
The anticipation.
Texting back and forth all morning made him feel fully pent up. Walking around the office with a nearly fully hard cock was a bit uncomfortable. In the two meetings he had, he struggled to think straight about the tasks at hand and instead focused on what he was about to do with her around 12:05pm.
She was home, alone, working at her kitchen table. Each time he texted, the simple vibration of the smartphone tucked neatly between her legs while she emailed coworkers and took phone calls, gave her enough to start getting her wet, while the words he sent through made her even wetter. She was feeling herself getting warmer. Her nipples excited, her nearly throbbing pussy started to ache from the wanting.
It was 11:30am. He worked right up the street, conveniently, so a lunchtime meeting was always rather easy, as long as there were no other prying eyes from neighbors or commitments due to others.
“What are you going to do to me? What’s your plan?” she hammered away on the phone. Anxious.
“What do you think I’m going to do?” he wrote back, although not as quickly as she had wanted.
“I want you to fuck me. But, please let me suck your cock first.”
“Yes.”
That was all he pretty much had to say.
It was 11:42am.
Tension building between both of them, he waited and waited as long as he could before he sent a command.
“I want you to do me a favor.”
The phone vibrated against her jeans. She picked it up.”
Reading the text, she wrote back, “Yes?”
“You get started. I’ll be there soon to finish you off.”
***
She sat back in the kitchen chair, crossed her arms while looking at the phone.
“Hmm,” she thought to herself.
A simple “yes sir” text back to let him know she understood what he meant.
It was 11:45am.
She closed her laptop and left it at the kitchen table. She got up, pushed in her chair, and walked to the front door. She unlocked it, and cracked it open slightly.
Thinking to herself, “well, hope nobody comes here but him.”
She walked away from the door, and went downstairs. She straightened up just a few things and unbuttoned her jeans. She sat down on the floor with her back against one of the pillars. She opened her pants up to give herself access and started touching herself.
***
He sat at his desk, closely watching the clock. Once it hit 11:49, he grabbed his keys and walked towards his boss’s office. Seeing the boss walk towards him, he said, “hey i’ll be a few minutes longer at lunch today. Need to run an errand.”
“Okay, no problem.”
He walked through the office and to the parking lot, unlocking his truck.
***
She was getting started. She took off her sweatshirt, showing off her laced tank underneath with her underwire bra. She started rubbing herself over her red panties. Already soaked from the day’s activities, she felt how we she had been all fucking day. Two fingers over top, rubbing on her clit. Starting slowly of course, she could feel warmth all over her body, thinking about that hard cock on its way to her.
Feeling the buildup, she moved her fingers inside the red lace, touching her clit and rubbing against the bare skin. Her left hand reaching for her already screaming hard nipple. She reached around and unhooked her bra, realizing that she’s taking away one of his favorite parts.
“I’m sure he won’t mind.”
Taking off her bra, but leaving her lace tank on, she continued to run her clit and twist her nipple. Her breathing getting heavier, she moved her middle finger inside her throbbing pussy, now nearly gushing.
“Oh God. Fuck.”
She wasn’t completely ready for that sensation, taking herself a bit by surprise. Her lips surrounding her fingers as she finger-fucked herself. Her eyes rolling back as she went a bit faster. Her nipples, one being touched by her, the other rubbing against her tank made her hot all over.
She stopped. She climbed onto her knees and put her face down on the carpet. Reaching back, she touched herself again, putting more pressure on her clit and rubbing it faster and faster. She could feel herself dripping all over her fingers. Getting wetter and wetter, she let out a loud moan as she came all over herself, breathing heavy, and rolling over onto the carpet.
He opened the front door. Closing it behind him, he made sure to click the deadbolt, save for anybody else to come in during.
“I’m down here,” he heard her say to him from down in the basement.
Taking off his shoes and carrying them with him, he walked down the steps to her.
He found her, sitting up against the pillar in the basement. Slightly disheveled, her tank was twisted just a little. Sitting there in the tank and her panties, he looked at her, up and down.
He was going to have her.
“Are you okay?” he asked, still looking directly into her eyes.
“Absolutely,” she replied, still a bit short of breath.
“Looks like you did what I asked.”
“Yes sir.”
“Good.”
He set his shoes down at the end of the steps and walked over to her. She stood up on her knees, putting her head against his waist. Wrapping her arms around him and hugging his ass, she squeezed him in. She could feel him getting hard just by her being against him.
He ran his hands through her hair, massaging her head. She started moving her hands on his backside and put her mouth where she could feel him growing.
He could feel her breath through his slacks. Breathing onto him, making him warmer, she started undoing his belt with her mouth. Loosening it, she used her hand to completely unbuckle it.
His slacks, loose now, started to slide down. In one motion, she slid them down around his ankles. He gently stepped out of them, kicking them away.
Her mouth now affixed to his smooth boxer briefs, he pulled her head against him. He bent forward slightly, reaching down her back and pulling up her tank. She slowly raised her arms and helped him remove it.
He started unbuttoning his shirt while she watched. Taking it off and gently tossing it over towards his pants. He stood over her, chest puffed out. Still moving her mouth over his boxers, she slipped her hands down the back of them, slowly pulling them off.
Now fully hard, she backed off just a bit to see him. She moved her hands onto him, stroking him up and down. Looking at him, neatly trimmed, she put her mouth on him.
Sucking on his hard cock, she was feeling with mouth how hard he was getting. Working him up and down, she switched between her hands and her mouth. When her hands were working him, she make sure to take his balls into her mouth, licking and sucking them. All the while his strong fucking hands guided her head and massaged her at the same time.
He stopped her, pulling her head away. Getting down on his knees with her, he pulled her hair back, and kissed her. One hand in her hair, the other sliding down the back of her panties, pulling them down and off while she helped.
His hard cock against her now, he could feel with it how wet she was. By this point, it was almost cold to the touch. His cock covered in her saliva, her pussy drenched, he pulled her in close against him. Her tits pressed against her chest, the two bodies were hot against each other.
Deeply kissing each other, her arms wrapped around him, running through his thick black hair. His hands on her ass, pulling her pussy against him.
SLAP!
“Oh my.” She let out a whimper. It felt good with just a hint of pain.
“Slap me again,” she told him.
SLAP!
“Oh God. Keep going.”
SLAP SLAP!
“Yes baby, just like that.” Her hands started pulling his hair every time he put his hand against her.
**SLAP!**
“God dammit!”
She pulled herself against his throbbing cock, rubbing her clit against it. Breathing heavy, she could feel herself dripping again.
He stood up, taking her with him. He guided to turn around and bend at the waist, her ass now sticking out toward him. He put himself against her. He could feel from the back how wet she was as she grinded against him. The hard cock against her, he pulled it away and put it against her ass.
SLAP!
“Oh baby yes!”
SLAP SLAP!
“Come on harder!”
His hand on her shoulder so he could put himself against her more.
SLAP SLAP SLAP!
“MMMMM Fuck.”
He turned her around and got down onto his knees. Forcefully taking her nipples into his mouth. Sucking, biting, pinching. Switching between each one. Her nipples we pencil erasers and were so hard they could cut glass.
Kissing down her stomach, his tongue found her clit and started to lick it. She spread her legs open just for a moment so he could taste.
She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him away.
“You’re going to fuck me. Now.”
She looked around, and grabbed his clothes. Bundling them into a ball, she laid down on her back and put her head on the makeshift pillow.
“Now, baby. Fuck me. Give me that cock.”
He guided his cock against her clit, rubbing it for an eternity. Finally, he pushed it inside her. She was hot inside and out. He could feel her juices flowing all over him.
Slowly, he started fucking her. Watching her breathe heavy, he started to move faster. He loved watching her like this, with her nearly perfect tits moving with each thrust. She knew that he loved watching them too, so she took her arms and crossed them, pushing them up for a perfect view.
“Come on baby, fuck me good.”
“Yes baby.”
He started thrusting faster and harder. She took one hand down to her clit. Harder and harder he fucked and could feel that sensation starting to build. He knew he was nearly ready.
“Baby, I’m going to cum.”
“Yes baby, give me. Put it on me.”
“Yeah?”
“YES”
He took himself out of her, and straddled her. She, still playing with her clit, motioned down at her tits.
He lifted himself up, and shoved his cock in her mouth. She took it all while he fucked her mouth.
Quickly, he pulled away. Backing down her body, he took his cock into his hand and started jerking himself off.
He let out an exclamatory moan, eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head, as he released. Five hot shots of him flew out onto her awaiting tits as she moaned in ecstasy.
Coming out of his orgasmic stupor, he surveyed the situation. She laid there, covered from her chin to her belly button in him. She motioned over to a towel against the wall near where his clothes were.
He grabbed the towel and helped her dry off. She helped dry him off, since he was covered in her as well.
He collapsed next to her. She curled up into his arms. Glancing at the clock, he had about 15 minutes before he needed to start getting ready to go back to the office.
They laid there, in near silence for a few minutes when he finally spoke up.
“You feeling okay”
“Yes. Of course. You?”
“I’m perfect. Absolutely perfect.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jj5e71/lunchtimemf