Desk Pet - Sex Stories

Desk Pet

... I don't think he meant to actually kiss me. It was the only kiss I got in his office. Maybe he even remembers the desk pet that earned a kiss. I would quickly learn what he wanted with my mouth. Giggle. No silly sex game is easy to explain. I never thought the son-of-a-bitch would actually put me under his desk. I wanted to make getting on my hands and knees and crawling under a desk sexy to please him. I probably looked like a lunatic crawling under a big desk like it was home. A million things flew through my mind like 'was this desk specially ordered for size?' 'Do other girls get claustrophobic under here?' and 'what if I can't suck dick well enough to please him?' The desk was oddly high enough for his dick to be in reach. He sat down. I didn't ask questions like what do you want from me. Our weird situation was obvious. If a man puts you under his desk you know what he wants. I felt fumbling when I pulled down his zipper. In this situation, I didn't take off his pants. He didn't have on underwear. I had an awkward moment pulling his dick out of his pants. He was so big and hard. I wanted to tell him his dick was exceptional. It absolutely needed to go in my mouth. He got lucky I am really sexual. I know in that area my skills are supreme. When I want a man's cock, I go after it. I love giving head. I'm not some girl who does it all the time with random men. I hadn't had a boyfriend in a few years. I was probably too eager for my client. Maybe he expected a desk pet to ...

... be more timid. I took his cock in my mouth like it was the most important thing ever. I wanted to be remembered for skills I rarely use. I took him deep in my throat simply gagging on his girth. I hoped he loved the sensation of knowing he was difficult and my job wasn't easy. I also had fun tickling his head with my tongue. I switched things up on him with my hand. I tried to work him nice and slow. I could tell he didn't want to cum. This was foreplay. When he got close to cumming he pushed his chair back. I knew to go easier on him so he didn't blow. I remember thinking I'm pretty damn good at this. I know wanting to get fucked by the dick in my mouth made me give head like a professional. I felt like I controlled him from under the desk. It was a power trip knowing I could make him cum even when he was fighting not to. All the money in the world couldn't take away a call girl's power in this situation. It did more than make me turned on. I wanted to push him so hard he exploded cum in my mouth. I know my rhythm switched and I was sucking dick in hopes to get a huge mouthful. No other man had me so eager to choke on his dick and taste his cum. I know he got me so turned on my jaw didn't hurt after serious sucking and movement. I kept him so nice and sloppy wet with my spit. That part was easy. His dick made me drool. I was swimming in spit and I wanted to laugh. He was getting his monies worth. I had no clue I would love being a call girl. This was a wake-up call for me. ...