Desk Lust by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Desk Lust by loyalsock

... their grip of the mat. She screamed and came hard, her cunt grabbing his cock and milking every drop out of him. He kept fucking her past his own orgasm, watching his cum squish out with each thrust and watching her body convulse in massive over stimulation. She was weeping now from the intensity as he kept fucking her, finally dropping down onto her, his cock slowly sliding from her pussy as he kissed her face. They lay there panting for a while, unable to make human sounds. They kissed and he growled and bit her lip playfully. She smiled through her tears and kissed him passionately. He licked the tears on her cheeks and made noises that they tasted so good to him. It was long minutes before either could move again. Then he stood again and motioned for her to get up. Walking back to the desk, he tapped on his coffee cup. She quickly grabbed it and trotted off to the kitchen on shaky and wobbly legs. She returned with the perfect cup of coffee again and he was seated at his desk, waiting for her. His cock half hard and ready to be brought back to life. She set the cup down and crawled back under the desk where she belonged. Tonight was writing night. Soon, soon master had promised he would start a novel. She grinned as she began to suck her pussy-taste off his cock. The novel would mean that every night was story night. She felt proud. She would help inspire him. She would be useful. She would be prized. She would be his desk slut, a title she earned and wore with pride.