You’re at your desk, another long day of boring work. Sending emails, answering phone calls, mindless chatter with co-workers. Another monotonous day. Suddenly your phone buzzes, you look down at the text message from Sir and all it shows is an address and two words in capitals “SATISFY ME”. You excitedly gasp and quickly find an excuse and slip out, rushing to the address you were told. You make your way to the front door, which is unlocked, and make your way in. Heart pounding you get to the bedroom door. Opening it, the lights are low but you can see on the bed are two objects, a blindfold and a bottle of body oil. In the corner, in the darkness you can see the outline of Sir sitting calmly in a chair with his legs crossed. You immediately know what you are supposed to do. Every piece of clothing you had on drops to the floor, you climb onto the bed and fix the blindfold over your eyes, you great the body oil, warm to the touch and slowly drizzle it over your entire body. You put on a show for Sir rubbing it into every curve and crevasse as he watches quietly. With your body glistening in the slippery oil, you assume the position you know he wants you in. You bend over with your arms folded under your chest, ass up in the air. Your knees are slightly apart and you arch your hips knowing it will naturally cause your ass cheeks to open, giving Sir the view he craves.
For the first time, you hear a sound from him as he clears his through. You know it’s time to fulfill the order Sir gave you, to satisfy him, you reach your arms back to grab your ass and spread yourself open full for your Sir. You hear Sir’s footsteps as they slowly walk towards the bed, just sensing him slowly coming towards you causes your nails to dg in slightly into your ass cheeks. But, he doesn’t stop, he continues walking and is now standing next to you at the head of the bed. You look up eagerly towards him but from this angle all you can see is his chest down. Sir has a clean white dress shirt on, he clearly just came from work as well. Your eyes instinctively travel down his chest to his jeans, searching for any bulge or outline you can fine. Just as you eyes come to a certain rise in the crotch, Sir grabs the pillow from in front of you, turns and walks back towards the foot of the bed.
Always a man of class and patience, he drops the pillow on the floor in front of you, to make sure he is nice and comfortable. As Sir drops to his knees, you gulp and take in a deep breath in anticipation of what will be coming. Sir pulls his face close to you. You can sense his eyes exploring every inch of what you are displaying for him. Even from inches away, he feels the heat pulsating off of you and onto his lips. He takes a deep long breath in, engulfing all of his senses in your sex. His hands come to rest on your outer thighs, his grip squeezes as he rubs your legs slowly up and down. This time, his hands slowly rise up your thighs, you feel the tips of his fingers touch your pinky fingers, you quickly remove your hands and move them back folded under your chest. You came here to satisfy Sir, so you give yourself to him to do whatever it will take to be satisfied.
His hands move up and around your back, and pushes you down further, forcing you to spread your legs even wider. Your breaths become shallow in anticipation. A heat travels across your lips, down your chest and through your breasts. You squeeze your breasts together between your forearms to momentarily calm everything down. You pucker your lips as the breasts come quicker, heart beating faster. It feels like it’s been 10 years but it has barely been 10 seconds until you feel what you have been waiting for. Sir’s tongue and lips wrap around your clit, sucking it gently before his tongue glides down your pussy lips and in a quick, smooth motion settles on, in, and around your asshole.
“MOTHER OF FUCK!!” you scream to yourself
No matter how many times he has had his tongue down there, he always finds a new way to do it. This one was definitely one you will remember. You let out something that sounds like a combination of a moan and a giggle. Sir takes a deep breath through his nose to not waste a moment not licking you. He grunts back to you in an affirmative to let you know it’s about to get real. Really real.
For the next ten minutes, his lips, tongue and fingers explore you in every way imaginable. You’ve run the gambit of every expression you could possibly make. You’ve gasped, you’ve sighed, you’ve laughed, moaned, but there was one you hadn’t hit yet. You knew it, and you now realized that Sir knows it too. You grip the sheets of what used to be considered a bed and get ready for Sir to make you scream.
With his lips firmly around your clit, giving it a rhythmic suction, he slides one, then two, then three fingers into you. He methodically pumps faster until he feels your squeeze back, causing him to go slower and push the fingers deeper. He does this a couple times, as you start to feel the buildup again, Sir releases your clit from his lips. You pull off the blindfold and look back at him with big doe eyes and say the first words you can think of. “May I cum Sir?”. The corners of Sir’s mouth turn upwards slightly and he says “Yes you may”. He pounds your pussy as hard and deep as he can. His teeth bite your ass cheek while his other hand continues to hold it open. You let out a guttural moan as you entire body is overcome with an orgasm. Your pussy pulsates in explosive contractions the moment Sir pulls his fingers out. Legs, arms, and back shaking you drop to the bed trying to catch your breath and rebuild your consciousness from where ever he just sent you to. You eventually pull yourself together enough to roll over and see Sir standing at a mirror. He is straightening his shirt and hair, getting ready to go back to work.
He walks back towards you to the bed, you summon all of your strength to get to your knees and meet him at the end of the bed. Sir wraps his arm around your waist, pulls your steaming hot body towards him. He firmly kisses you on the lips, you can only now smell the scent of his cologne on his neck which brings you back to reality. He pulls his lips away, smiles, and giving you another squeeze says “Sir is satisfied”. Walks out the door without another word said. You fall back to the bed, try to get your hair out of your face and think “Shit, i gotta go back to work”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m16l0m/the_text_message_mf