Feeling your thick fingers run through my hair, I take another needy lick up the throbbing rod nestled at the side of my cheek. I can’t help but moan, the stiffness of your member feeling like a reward for how bad I had been today. Or last week. Or since March. The flavor is divine. A delicate mix of our leftover fuck earlier this morning, my spit from your conference call, and the precum droplet that appeared when I decided to walk around in a too-short skirt and un-buttoned button-up at noon… the perfect flavor is an understatement. The precum was either directly correlated to the outfit, or today’s ‘incident’, as I will call it.
The sensation of my bare wet lips pressed into the chair was enough to get me riled up, only rivaled by your accusatory tone and resulting goosebumps when you asked me if I knew who made this slutty little mess. And then again when you drew your tongue up the length of my pussy— just once— to investigate further. It was all too much for either one of us. The incident ended as soon as it began, your Microsoft Teams ringtone haunting my wet dreams as well as my reality.
“I’ve needed you all day,” I say softly, eyes closed as I nestle into your man meat, purpled head making a dent on my supple cheek. I feel the pressure of your wrist directing my head into it further as you chuckle softly. I oblige, snuggling into it like a pillow. *“Me too—“* you can hardly get out the words before my full lips feel hungry and find their way around one of your balls, taking it between my lips and rolling my tongue over it. I know you love this. I do too. My eyes are heavy as I look at yours.. dark and focused, unwavering as your body betrays you. Your cock is twitching for me and your thick fingers are digging into the edge of the chair. I open my legs and my hips dip down further before sucking your other heavy ball into my mouth, inhaling when my nose pressed into the base of your cock. I could devour you whole. My swollen tits are pressed against your inner thighs, sitting just outside the cups of my bra, and I can’t help but feel like your own personal cock whore. Not that I mind. I groan deeply and suck one last time, treasuring the weight, my tongue looping around for a farewell lap before leaving a spit trail that spans over your heavy balls, my tits, and then back up to my puffy lips.
*“You didn’t get enough earlier?”* You ask with an eyebrow raised, hands folding behind your head while your feet plant firmly on the ground and you present yourself to me like desert. So confident. My lips curl up in a way that matches yours, confirms that we are *both* prey, and say that even though your bobbing dick is restricting my view of your smug little smile, I know it’s there. “You know it’s never enough for me, Daddy,” I purr before placing wet kisses all the way up your dick before sucking on the head, your new view placing my chest completely into your angle, smooth creamy skin with pink tips settled against the tops of your thighs as I bob up and down on you. The deep brown globes of my eyes are locked in on you, slowly getting hazier as I lose myself in a trance that only our rhythm can put me in. One hand is curled around your still-wet balls, the other alternating between wrapping around your base and dragging my neatly manicured nails up and down the inside of your thigh.
*”You look so good draped around my cock, baby…”* you groan, tipping your head backward before reaching forward to place a strong hand on my cheek to thumb over it with your thick digit. *How sweet*. But I know better. You adjust, using it as leverage while you thrust deep into the back of my throat. I swallow quickly, tightening the suction even more as my pussy aches for you. I could grind myself into the bare floor to get off right now. That’s how *fucking* wet I am. When you stop thrusting, I reward you with a smooth, wet deep throat of my own before sliding off you with a loud ‘pop’.
“I know I do,” I say with a twinge of attitude, my lower lip still giving your head a warm place to call home. My tongue flicks out underneath your cock and offers a lubricated little slide back into your personal cave, my throat welcoming you all the way down as we both finally let our eyes shut and treasure the devious way your cock stretches out my throat.
From the other room, I hear the soft vibrations echo against the walls and ceiling so loudly it feels like they’re caving in on us. Reluctantly, your hand falls from my cheek and balls into a fist, already angry before I pull myself from your staff and pout up at you before kissing your head as a consolation prize. My lips are swollen from your sex, ballooned up from being abused and chewed on. I just want more.
*bzzzzz*
*bzzzzz bzzzz*
*bzzzzz*
*”Are you fucking kidding me…,”* you groan, displeased this time. I can’t imagine why. My eyes locked on yours as I rise up from my knees, wipe my mouth off with the back of my forearm, stuff both tits messily back in my bra, slide my shirt down and button one more button, yank my navy tennis skirt back into place, and wink at you before I’m standing completely upright again. It seemed like a routine. Almost like we’ve done this before. I don’t even bother to look back as I walk out of the room, your body on a silver platter too tempting to return to. My perfectly rounded cheeks are hanging out of the bottom of my skirt, begging to be groped and bitted. Your bruised little peach.
The sound of my voice is distant, but chipper and friendly. Like I hadn’t just been nursing a dump of cum out of your swollen balls moments before. “Good Afternoon! … No, no, you’re not bothering me. I was just grabbing a drink. What can I help you with?” I say happily from the other room, loud enough for you to hear. As I sat back down in my chair, babbling on about reports pulled versus reports required, I could feel my wet little lips make a mess against my chair again. While some idiot from my accounting department droned on about his upcoming weekend plans, I couldn’t help but wonder if I would get in trouble for leaving yet another wet little mess on the wooden chair.
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