Desk Lust by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Desk Lust by loyalsock

... smell his sweat and arousal. Her mouth watered, she wanted to gobble him up right then and there. Instead she waited to be commanded. &#034Time to write,&#034 He said to her and she obediently scooted back under his desk, the leg area much larger than normal so that she fit well. Before he pushed himself in to position, she quickly made sure of her position under the desk. Her head was at cock level, her legs spread and her wet cunt pointing directly at the web cam. The cam was at an angle so that one could see both her pussy and her sucking in the same shot. She made sure it was lined up right and then closed her eyes and opened her mouth and waited for him. He slid forward and his cock was lifted to penetrate her mouth as he came to rest in his place for writing. She began to suck and lick him immediately as he readied himself. She heard clicks of the mouse and then silence. He waited for the webcam to focus and then adjusted his position slightly so that her sucking was in better view. He watched her from his seat, displayed on the screen before him. &#034Fingers,&#034 He said. She immediately reached down and spread herself wide open for his review. His cock throbbed in her mouth and again she felt precious, he approved. &#034Now . . .give them a show,&#034 He said. She was never sure if he did broadcast it or not. Maybe just he watched -- maybe he let friends. Maybe he just let anyone watch his desk slut work. The idea of strangers jerking off watching her fingers ...

... slide into her cunt and his cock fuck her face drove her nuts. She began to finger fuck herself with slow, deep thrusts so that it was a good show for whoever he chose to share her with. &#034Good girl. I want a puddle,&#034 He said in a deep raspy voice as he watched her show. She loved knowing he was so turned on watching her. He called her his desk slut. . .a title she earned and wore proudly. His fingers began to type, the story had begun. As he wrote she teased his cock and balls, keeping him on the edge of frenzy. His words were tainted with hunger and stained with the need to cum. He wrote fast and furiously, the sound of his typing echoing through the house as he banged the keys in passion. She made wet sloppy sucking sounds as she sucked him, knowing he loved hearing them. He often spoke of hooking up a sound recorder so the audience could enjoy them too. She finger fucked herself faster now, the juices dripping down the crack of her ass, making a puddle on the hardwood floor under her. She kept herself facing the camera so they could see her fingers pushing in and the cum squishing out of her and oozing down her crack. He liked that, his cock jerked each time he watched and she felt proud. The story was going well, he took a short break and reached under and grabbed her hair and pushed her down on his cock until her breath was cut off. He held her there for a long minute and then released her so she could bob up and breathe again. She was ravenous, sucking him like she ...