[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ayudt8/the_work_conference_mf_mpov/)
Her hand sends shivers through my body as it moves across my bare skin. I unintentionally strain against my pants and she lets out a small laugh, looking back up at me and saying “a little eager now, are we?”
“Oh shut up! It’s your fault I’m all worked up!” I run my fingers through her hair and plant a kiss on her forehead, but my body is aching for her touch. I get my wish, but it comes in the form of the dulled sensation of her fingertips barely grazing down the front of my pants over the zipper. Still, it’s enough to make my cock twitch and for her to mock me again.
“You *have* to know why that one happened,” I remark, gesturing toward her hand on me.
She smirks. “Oh, I do, I just like to make fun.” She squeezes gently, causing me to let out a low sigh and shift my hips. Her smirk drops and she starts to move more aggressively. Her fingers squeeze up and down my length over my jeans, exploring and pausing every time my erection jumps. The whole time I’m letting out soft moans, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her work.
“You’re pretty vocal for a guy.” She states, proving her point by rubbing her palm flat against me and making me breathe out another moan. “Let’s see just how loud I can make you…”
With that she undoes the button and zipper in one swift motion and my cock pushes out, finally freed from the confines of the stiff pant material, but still constrained by my underwear. She runs her fingertips along me again, faster this time. The sensation is immense, with almost nothing between my skin and hers. I play it up a little, putting on my best English accent and loudly saying “Oh yes, Catherine, you touch me so well!”
She stops and flicks me just above my balls. It stings and I flinch as she shoots me a look, saying “If you do that again I’m aiming lower.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help it.” I shrug, the pain still tingling.
Catherine looks back down and slides her hand beneath the final layer of protection. My body begs her to touch me, but her hand is on my leg, my stomach, and everywhere but where I want it. I unconsciously start to maneuver my body so I’m closer to her hand, desperate for some kind of touch. Her eyes are focused and a slight smile is on her lips as she keeps her hand just to the side despite my movements.
Finally, a touch. Her thumb slides gently across my shaft, followed by the rest of her fingers. One by one they glide across until there are none left. She repeats the process, this time with more pressure, letting her palm caress the underside of my shaft as she rotates her hand and her fingers move downward. I’m doing my best to keep my hips still, channeling the lust from my body into my hands and my throat. I suck in a sharp breath of air and clench my hands at the sheet as she lightly drags her nails across my balls. My cock twitches again but this time she makes no remarks. A small drop of precum has formed and she moves her hand upward, rotating again to let her fingers wrap around my shaft. She squeezes gently, pumping me a few times before her hand slides up and her thumb swirls across the tip, spreading the lubrication of my precum around the head and making me moan loudly.
My self-control is broken and my hips jerk upward at her touch, catching her a little off guard. She recovers quickly and continues to circle her thumb around my head. More precum leaks out and my cock is on fire. I’m not sure when it happened, but her thumb and index finger wrapped around my head and started stroking, moving only over the tip. My head is light, my eyes shut, and I’m not even sure what the rest of my body is doing. My hips thrust in rhythm with her hand and she starts adding fingers. Soon her whole hand is wrapped around me, pumping all the way up and down.
Then I feel a warm sensation envelope the tip and I moan loudly. My eyes open and I see her leaned over me, lips firmly wrapped around my cock. She notices me looking and smiles briefly before turning her attention back. Her hand is still on my shaft, stroking while she bobs her head quickly. With every pass she takes a little more of me in until about half is in her mouth. The feeling is overwhelming. Her fingers scratch my balls as she goes just a little bit further down, tongue sliding across me while her head is still moving. I feel my orgasm approaching. Unsure what her intention is I warn her, calling out through my moans.
She pulls me mostly from her mouth, replacing her hand on my shaft and continuing to pump me hard. Her other hand flies out and scratches up the inside of my thigh, then caresses my balls as she pushes me over the edge. An animalistic moan comes from my throat as my whole body shakes. I try to hold on for as long as I can, spasming and flexing my legs. My hands clench firmly to the bed as it finally overwhelms me.
Just as I’m about to come she throws her head back, popping me out of her mouth, her hand now taking my entire length in swift, firm strokes. My whole body tenses and fills with pleasure, my vision filling with stars as I come. She positions her breasts directly on top of me, shooting my load across her shoulders and chest. She doesn’t let up, keeping pace until I have to beg her to stop. The remains of my cum leak out across the back of her hand and she sits up, smiling and looking down at herself.
“Well, I should go clean this up.” Catherine laughs and gives me a seductive look. “I’ll head to the shower, feel free to join me when you feel like you can move.” She hops off the bed and walks toward the bathroom, looking back at me and swaying her hips after seeing that I’m watching.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/b1oeo7/the_work_conference_part_ii_mf_mpov
It reads well and leaves you wanting to read more.