The glare of a computer screen glowed out across the dark study. Casting shadows of the female bent over it and furiously typing away. The letters scrawling across the screen as she continued to express her filthy mind down in words. Sitting back for a second and adjusting her glasses, she ran her hands through her long hair and sighed deeply. Stretching her arms above her head, her joints making an audible click as she did so. The flannel red shirt she was wearing raised across her body, exposing her midriff and a sparkly belly-bar as she did so. Slumping back down, she continued to type away at her computer. This was Emma, aside from her day job she wrote erotic commissions for people online. It has been a long day at work and now she was slumped over her home computer, ferociously writing away to give pleasure to all of those fans that enjoyed her writing. She was about 1000 words into her current story, the content was about a college girl who had come home for summer and was spying on her brother having sex with his girlfriend. Emma shook her head and smiled, her fans were certainly a filthy bunch and she wouldn’t have them any other way.
After another thirty minutes of writing, She stood up from her chair again and stretched. Pulling the back of her jeans up over her generous rump. She wandered out of her study and into the kitchen. Grabbing some orange juice from the fridge she poured a glass and drank down a few mouthfuls. Sighing with pleasure as she finished, she made her way back to the study and slumped down in her chair. Getting herself back into her writing, she didn’t hear the front door open and close. Stepping into the house was a muscular black guy, dressed in army combats. He closed the front door behind him and entered the hallway. He could hear typing coming from upstairs, he gently stepped onto the first step of the stairway and sneakily ascended. One or two slight creaks from the old wooden stairs as he continued upwards but he could tell the typing did not stop, so she had not noticed him yet. Approaching the door to the study, he stood outside it, listening in to the typing within. Peeking his head in, he could see Emma hunched over her desk writing. The only light in the room coming from screen in front of her. Slowly he entered the room, tip toeing as best he could in combat boots. Creeping closer and closer to the occupied writer, he outstretched his hands. As he stood behind her, she was still none the wiser to his presence. Suddenly he thrust his hands into her flannel shirt and grabbed a hold of her breasts, cupping them firmly.
As he did so Emma jumped with fright the sensation of these hands now cupping her breasts, she turned quickly and saw who the hands belonged to. Swinging her right hand upwards, she hit the assailant on the arm hard.
“Why did you scare me you idiot!?”
John burst out laughing and removed his hands from her top. He doubled over laughing, he knew just how focused that Emma got when she was writing and knew that he would scare the living daylights out of her if he was quiet enough. She was breathing heavily, still shaken from the fright that he had given her, she whacked him again to try to stop him from laughing. He stood up and tried to compose himself, looking at her with that stern face.
“I’m really sorry Emma, you just made it too easy for me…”
“That’s not funny John, you know how i hate being snuck up on!”
“I know I know, so what you writing?”
“That commission I mentioned the other day, Hopefully i’ll get it done tonight..”
John nodded to her and pulled over a chair next to her. Watching her now sit back down and continue writing, his eyes scanning over the words as they popped up on the screen. As he read her writing, he felt his cock begin to twitch in his combats. Emma’s writing always got him going and she knew it too. Continuing to read, he felt himself get harder and harder, until eventually his cock was rock hard. Stood to attention in his combat trousers, he knew he couldn’t ignore this so he gently placed his right hand on Emma’s thigh. To start she thought nothing of it, as he began to gently squeeze and rub his hand along it. Emma continued on writing as she felt his hand on her thigh, until it started to edge closer and closer to her crotch. Eventually it had made its way there and was gently rubbing her, shaking her head, she removed his hand from her crotch and look at him.
“John I really need to get this done…you know that”
“I know but..”
John moved his hand once again and gently groped her left breast through her shirt. Luckily, she never wore bras around the house so his hands could easily grasp them fully and he pinched her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. She jumped and yelped a little bit as he pinched her, she lashed out at him once again.
“You need to stop it right now mister…I really need to get this done and you’re distracting me!”
John smiled at her. He knew he was getting to her, it would only take a little more and she would fold like origami. He stood up, his cock creating a tent in his trousers, he walked behind her. Bending slightly so as to not poke her with his erection, he slid his hands into her shirt once again, cupping her breasts. At the same time he began to gentle kiss on her neck, moving up slowly and taking her earlobe into his mouth and biting it. As he did so, he heard her audibly moan. He’d got her, he knew that’s all it would take. He continued kissing her neck as he saw her slowly dropped her arms to her side and gave herself entirely to his touch. John could feel her nipples harder to his touch and she rolled her head back allowing him more access to her neck.
“Mmm John…why won’t you ever let me work…”
John didn’t reply, at least not with words anyway. He removed his hands from inside her shirt and grabbed either side. Ripping it open and exposing her breasts. She squealed slightly with surprise at his masculine display. His lips and tongue allover her neck as his hands once again groped at her pert heaving white tits. Emma turned her head towards John’s and kissed him deeply. Thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she could feel his hands allover her body. Emma squeezed her legs together as she could feel her pussy begin to moisten and the material of her panties get damp. Pulling back from the kiss, she spun around in her chair to face John properly. She was face to face with his hard cock bulging out of his trousers, hastily undoing his belt and trousers. She pulled his boxers down to his ankles and grabbed hold of his thick veiny black cock, wanking it back and forth hard and fast. Hearing John moan with pleasure, she placed her lips around its head and swirled her tongue around it slowly. Hearing her man moan louder still, she open her mouth further and shove the rest of his long thick cock into her mouth and throat. Gagging slightly as it hit the back of her throat, she held it there for a second before pulling back for air. Beginning to bob back and forth hard and fast on his length.
John stood, his knees weak from the sensation of Emma all over his hard cock. The feeling was pure bliss and with each push she made down on his cock, he felt it throb and pulse harder and harder. It didn’t take long before he found his rhythm and began to thrust into her mouth in time with her, fucking her mouth. Her saliva covering him completely and the amazing sound of her mouth slapping and slopping around his member. He could feel his orgasm building hard and fast, he was far from finished with Emma just yet. Grabbing her face, he pulled her away from his cock and bent forward to kiss her. Tasting his cock on her tongue, pushing her back into her chair, his hands quickly fumbled with the buttons on her jeans. Undoing them quickly, he grabbed them and yanked them off her. She blushed slightly and opened her legs wide, the wet patch on her panties very prominent. John stared at that perfect sight and fell to his knees between her legs. Pulling her panties aside, he was presented with her soaking wet shaven pussy. In an instant his tongue was lovingly moving up and down her wet slit. As soon as his tongue made contact with her, Emma began moaning loud and hard.
Spreading her legs wide and placing them on John’s shoulders. Emma could feel the sweet sensation of his tongue deep inside her. Writing always made her so wet and horny, she knew that he knew this. As soon as he started touching her, she knew what he wanted and just had to try her best to say no but who was she kidding, she wanted his cock. Moaning loudly and breathing hard and fast. Her pussy quivered with pleasure as his tongue flicked over her hard clit, slowly at first but then faster and faster. up and down, making figure eight movements on her. Keeping her breath steady was getting harder and harder as he continued his onslaught. She found herself gripping him into her pussy with her legs, his face buried deep into her. Feeling her body begin to tingle, she knew that her orgasm wasnt far off. Desperately trying to keep her breath, she screamed out in passion.
“Mm im cumming….FUCK..IM CUMMING!”
Her body convulsed, bucking off the chair as the pleasure took hold of her. wave after wave crashing all over her body. John continued to flick his tongue over her clit, causing the feeling to continue until she couldn’t take anymore. As the orgasm began to slowly subside, she laid limp in the chair, desperate to catch the breath that had for so long alluded her. Breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling quickly. John got to his feet, his cock still hard as rock. Stepping forward to towards the exhausted Emma, he placed the head of cock against her soaked wet slit. Rubbing it up and down slowly, moistening his cock with her pussy juice. Once suitably lubed up, he thrust it hard and deep into her. Emma let out a small gasp as she felt his thick black member fill up her tight white pussy. Holding her hips, John began to pound into her. Gradually at first to stretch out her tight hole but eventually picking up speed, faster and faster. Emma was still in a state of shock from the orgasm she had received from his tongue, as more and more feeling returned to her body, she began to feel just how good his cock felt inside her. Grabbing onto his neck, she pulled herself off the chair, forcing John to hold her up as he continued to fuck her.
“Fuck me against the wall John..I want the neighbours to hear!”
John groaned, he loved it when Emma talked dirty to him. Throwing her against the wall, he bounce her up and down on his cock. The sound of her wet pussy echoing around the room, as well as their moaning and banging against the wall leaking through to next door. Pounding into her harder and harder, he could feel his cock pulse inside of her as his orgasm began to build once again. Biting his lip and fighting it back, he continued to pound into her. Her screams and moans, edging him closer and closer to cumming. Eventually, he moved her away from the wall and laid her down on the ground, still on top of her. His cock still firmly deep inside her. Holding her legs up, he fucked her fast, watching as Emma’s tits bounced around with each thrust. Her breath ragged and coarse, struggling to tell him just how good it felt. John could feel his cock was almost to bursting point and he needed a second to recover. Pulling his cock from her, he rubbed it along her wet slit.
“Climb on top of me Emma, I want you to ride my cock…”
Biting her lip, Emma nodded happily. Climbing to her knees, she allowed John to lay down and she straddled him quickly. Climbing onto his dick, feeling it penetrate her slowly and deeply. She opened her mouth wide as inch by inch it slide into her. After the last part of his length was inside her. Emma began to rotate her hips slowly, grinding into John’s cock. Bringing up her hands to her chest, she began to gently massage her breasts as she ground down onto his length. Moaning and squealing with pleasure. Placing her hands on his chest, Emma picked her self up from her knees to her feet, squatting down on that hard cock. She began to rapidly bounce up and down on it. Her pussy making a satisfying slopping noise as she did so. She could feel his balls slap her ass with each thrust downwards she did. That familiar feeling began to build within her pussy once again, as she bounced harder and faster. Edging herself until finally she dropped down on John’s dick again, screaming with pleasure as her orgasm took hold. John gripped her waist and held her down on his dick, biting his own lips desperate not to cum just yet, feeling her pussy pulse and grip on his shaft.
“Mmm fuck Emma, I want to cum so bad but I don’t want to stop fucking you…”
“Don’t you dare cum yet, i’m not finished with you yet…”
Emma continued to wriggle her pussy on his dick, smiling at the pressure John was clearly under not to cum. Standing up off his dick, she sat down across from him. Spreading her legs wide, she placed her fingers on her clit and began to rub herself furiously. Smiling at John as she rapidly finger fucked herself.
“You need a break baby…take a breather and enjoy the show…”
Massaging her tits with one hand, her other rubbing at her clit hard and fast. Her eyes locked on John’s. His eyes were locked on her soaked wet pussy, his cock pulsed and throbbed in desperation to be inside her. He had to fight the feeling to wank whilst watching her, he couldn’t hold it back and slowly rubbed at his dick. Gently and slowly, just enough to keep him desperate to fuck her but not enough to push him over the edge.
“Have you had enough of a break yet baby?”
Emma cooed at him, taking her fingers from her pussy and sucking them gently. Tasting her sweet juice and licking every last drop from her digits. She watched as John, still wanking, nodded slowly. Flipping herself over, she presented her round ass, panties pulled aside. Her wet pussy framed between her legs.
“Fuck me from behind then….”
John got up and shuffled towards Emma, cock leading the way. Grabbing her hips he pushed his cock hard into her pussy. Sliding easily into her well lubed hole. Holding her firm, he began to once again pound into her pussy hard and fast. Emma’s tits now bouncing backwards and forwards with each thrust John delivered to her. Fucking her harder and harder, he could feel his cock begin to pulse and throb. He was close, very close.
“Are you close baby?”
“Mmmhhmmmm”
“Do you want to cum….in my ass?”
John let out a huge gasp as his cock almost exploded inside her pussy. Biting his lips hard, he pulled his cock out of her pussy and positioned it against her tight ass hole. Hearing Emma moan as he did so, he thrust it slowly and firmly into her. Every inch disappearing into her, gasp after gasp coming from her mouth. Until finally every last inch was inside her.
“Is that all inside me John..?”
“Yes baby…”
“Good…..now use me…”
John didn’t need to hear anymore, he gripped her hips tight and pounded into her. Fucking her tight little ass hole like she was a cheap slut. Everything around John became a blur as he focused on nothing more than the pleasure he could feel in his cock. Harder and harder he thrust, faster and faster. John could no longer hold his orgasm back, after edging for so long his cock burst forth. Stream of hot sticky juice coated the inside of Emma’s ass. She moaned loudly as the feeling of his cum filled her up, his cock pumping ounce after ounce inside of her. John’s body shook and convulsed as he continued to cum over and over. Minutes passed and he continued to fill her up, slowly but surely his orgasm began to subside. Gently pulling his now limp cock from Emma’s ass. As he did so, streams of cum began to trickle out of her and down her soaking wet pussy. Mixing with her own juices and dripping to the floor below. Emma slumped to the ground , completely spent. John moved around and snuggled up next to her.
“You never let me finish writing these things do you?”
“Would you have it any other way?”
“Why do you ask questions you already know the answer to?”
They both laughed and laid happily in each others arms, enjoying the warm after glow of their orgasms.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/8gwzb7/the_writer_fmbbcdistraction