The Zoom Call Saboteur [FM]

“Can you turn that down?” I half-shouted at my girlfriend sitting at the opposite end of the room watching something on her laptop. “I’m on a call.” She scowled, but picked up her earbuds and put them in.
It’d been hard sharing the studio apartment we lived in for the past couple of months, especially with her not working and me working from home. At first I thought it was great, taking every opportunity to get her naked, the intimacy, but now the shine had worn off to an extent. Where it was previously electrifying to have her near, it now felt more like an invasion of my private space, and neither of us had problems keeping our hands off each other at this point.

I was a little more aggravated than usual, as I was on a fairly important meeting with higher-ups, and even if I wasn’t doing a lot of talking, I still wanted to seem engaged and ask a pertinent question here and there. My girlfriend knew this, so her turning on a video and settling in with the volume at full blast as if she was home alone had irked me.

I returned to my meeting, nodding knowingly at what was said for a couple of minutes until I felt observed and looked up over the top of my screen. My girlfriend was sitting there, directly in my line of sight, looking at me with smile on her face. I knew what that smile meant. Her laptop was no longer in her lap, but on the small table in front of her, and she was leaning back in the recliner.

She took one of her hands and led it up the front of her thin tank top, settling it on one of her breasts, which she began massaging and grabbing gently, twirling her fingers to pinch her nipple. Once she let go, I could see it poking straight out at me, and I suddenly found it very hard to concentrate on whatever was going on on my screen.

She let her mouth fall open slightly and bit her lip gently, tugging at it with her teeth. She worked over both her breasts, fidgeting a little in her seat and letting a small moan escape now and then. She soon moved her hand, slowly sliding down her stomach and under the waistband of her loose sweat shorts. She kept looking straight at me, daring me to break eye contact and look at what her hand was doing. I didn’t want to give her the immediate satisfaction, but god, all I wanted to do was look down. Still, I could sense it moving around inside her shorts, a little bump rising and fading where her hand was rubbing herself.

Someone asked me something on my call, and having completely lost the thread of the conversation, I stuttered out some nonsense response. I blushed and I saw her smile with satisfaction. She didn’t stop smiling as she got out of the chair and slowly made her way across the room towards me, and despite me shaking my head ever so slightly and my eyes desperately trying to tell her no, she kept coming. She didn’t stop until she was by the side of my desk, two fingers resting on the table’s edge as she looked down at me with a coy smile in some mock-innocent routine. She knew I couldn’t turn the camera off, and that there was still plenty of meeting left.

She sank to her knees and got under my desk, slinking out of sight. I felt her hands make their way onto my belt, and my weak protestations trying to brush her off was overshadowed by the massive bulge that had now formed in my crotch. Underneath the desk, I could feel her run her hand over it before she resumed her assault on my pants, undoing them and tugging at them. With a pull, she lowered them, dragging my underwear along too, freeing my cock which sprung to life, pointing straight into the air.

I was twitching I was so turned on, and for a second, she let my cock be. All I could feel was how hard I was, my naked ass in my office chair and my pants around my ankles. Then, her fingers. Running up the inside of my legs, turning at my knees, making their way in towards my cock. The feeling was electric, and I felt my face go hot as I waited to feel her fingers reach their target. I felt it was about to pass out with the combined fear of being caught on a zoom call like this and the raging horniness I was feeling. All the while, her fingers moved slowly closer, all the way up the insides of my thighs, until I felt her them lightly stroke my balls in a come hither motion. She teased me like this, running her fingers from my taint, over my balls and up my shaft, and then I felt it. Her lips wrapping themselves around my head and her tongue leading the way down my cock as she took more and more of it.

She wasn’t playing coy any more, she was going for it, raising herself back up to my tip before lowering herself back down again, one of her hands grasping the base of my cock tightly. As her head bobbed, I felt her spit run down my shaft and over my balls until her hand moved up and began playing with them, rubbing in her spit.

I was trying my best to keep a straight face, but not being able to see, only feel, my girlfriend work my cock over like she’s never done before had me holding on for dear life. I was riled up, both mad at her for pulling a stunt like this and incredibly turned on. I needed her to stop immediately, yet I didn’t want her to ever stop. My frustration with not being able to react grew along with my urge to bust. So I sat there as the meeting dragged on, willing myself not to cum as I knew she wanted me to, doing everything she could to try and push me over the edge: focusing her attention on my head, her tongue swirling around it, her hand working my shaft and thumb rubbing my frenulum, and lowering herself to suck on my balls as she stroked me.

The meeting began winding down and as people gave their parting comments and agreed on next steps, I was already preparing myself. She was going to get it.

The last person hadn’t finished their goodbye before I slammed my laptop shut and pushed my chair back with force, feeling my cock slide out from between her lips. I bent down, grabbed her by both arms and pulled her up on the desk. She let out small yelp as she landed, her tits bouncing, and I put my hand on her chest and pushed her down on her back, keeping her there.

“Having fun, huh?” I asked as my other hand roamed over her body, her breasts, up her neck, along her jaw and I ended by slipping my thumb in her mouth as I held her face.

“Uh-huh,” her muffled voice came back.

“My turn,” I told her as I moved my hand back down her body, found the waistband of her shorts and yanked them off in one motion. I was standing in between her legs, keeping them apart and as I let my fingers wander up the inside of her thigh, I watched her eyes widen in anticipation. My fingers found her already slick. It’s then I noticed the fingers on her right hand that was wrapped around the arm I was holding her down with was a little slick too.

“You really had fun down there,” I said and she gave a small nod. I continued playing with her pussy, running my fingers lightly down and up her slit to circle her clit. I could feel her legs begin to tremble slightly on either side of me and her breath coming faster underneath the palm of my hand, but I didn’t pick up my pace, instead just adding a finger or two inside of her as part of the sequence I had going. Soon my hand was wet and I stopped touching her to instead rub my cock with her wetness, the head soon glistening.

I placed it against her and rubbed it against her pussy, the friction of her pubes tickling my head. I made sure to rest it on her clit, as she squirmed underneath me, some small moans escaping her, her moving her hips to try and move my cock down towards her opening.

“You want this so bad, don’t you?”

“Fuck me,” she breathed back.

“It’d serve you right if I didn’t,” I said as I pinched the lower part of her ass between my fingers.

She let out a deeper, yearning moan.

“Fuck me,” she said with a little more force.

And so I did. Slick with her precum, my cock slid in easily, slowly but surely driving myself in to the hilt. I felt her twitch and tighten around me, and she let out a long deep sigh. I didn’t move at first, I just watched her move one hand up to play with her breast, eyes closed and grinding her hips slowly. She soon become impatient, telling me again to fuck her.

I started to pick up my pace, keeping my one hand on her chest and the other grabbing her by the hip so I could pull her onto me as I thrusted. Soon her tits were bouncing and stuff was falling off the sides of my desk as I fucked her, my fingers dug into her sides and the only sounds in the room were her moans, my grunts, and the wet sounds our bodies were making.

The entire desk was rocking as I slowed my pace, but instead I started to thrust more forcefully, pulling out to the point where my cock was almost about to fall out of her before I plunged it back in. Short hard moans escaping from her with each thrust, and her shirt was crumpled in the fist she was making. She had been watching me fuck her to this point, but then I saw her eyes close and her body start shaking from someplace deep within and I felt her orgasm around me, her pussy beginning to push against me. I pushed back, keeping my cock inside her as she twitched with her mouth falling open in a perfect round “O”.

I let her ride the wave for a bit before I picked up my pace again, and soon I felt my own orgasm building. I’d usually cum inside her, enjoying the feeling of filling her up, but not today. I moved both my hands to her hips and drove myself in her hard and fast, and I felt that familiar sensation run up my legs, through my taint and into my cock. I pulled out, grabbed my cock with my right hand and stroked as I came, my knees buckling from the sheer overwhelming power of it. My other hand grabbed her knee so I could steady my body as I stroked myself off over her, my spurts of cum falling not in a straight line up her torso like I’d planned, but all over the place, some landing on her tits, some beside her, a jerk of my cock sending some of it as high as her neck and chin. The last drops fell straight down into her pubes, resting on the patch of hair.

Both of us said nothing for a bit, just catching our breaths and basking in the orgasm. I was a little stunned to see the mess I’d made of her, some of the cum now sliding down her side. She looked down, moved her hand down and caught some of it with her fingers, which she brought back up into her mouth, giving them a quick suck to clean them while she looked at me.

“I can’t wait for your next meeting.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zt00p4/the_zoom_call_saboteur_fm