Secretarial Duties 3 - Conditioning Patricia - Sex Stories

Secretarial Duties 3 - Conditioning Patricia

... against Mr. Johnson's hand. She was wet, slippery wet. Still stroking her with one hand, Mr. Johnson opened his trousers with his other. His rapidly swelling cock flopped out, a thick, white worm wriggling, stiffening. “Suck my cock, princess. Make me cum in your mouth again. Swallow me, princess.” Patricia smiled and leaned forward, burying her head into his crotch. She eagerly slurped his penis into her mouth, gently sucking, sliding her lips up and down the encouraging shaft. “Mmmmmm.” She caressed his testicles with her hand. In return, Johnson slipped three fingers into her cunt, still firmly stroking her clit. “You like that, don't you, princess? You like my cock, you like cock. You like feeling them swell and harden. You like making me feel good, don't you? You're such a slut.” He wriggled his fingers, filling her, teasing her, exciting her in an entirely different, unique way. “Feels so good.” Patricia's words were practically undecipherable, but she didn't want to take Mr. Johnson's cock out even briefly. There was something satisfying about feeling that beautiful, now-hard cylinder of flesh in her mouth, about making Mr. Johnson close his eyes in satisfaction. She pushed her mouth down around that cock until her lips were pressed against the base. Usually, she gagged before she took cocks so deeply, but now she was completely comfortable, even feeling the smooth tip pressing into her throat. She scratched his testicles very gently with her nails, feeling ...

... satisfaction with the resultant stiffening of Mr. Johnson's body. He was close. Should she delay him, or bring him off quickly? Which would give him more pleasure, she wondered. Patricia knew she had made him cum in her mouth before, that she had swallowed his cum eagerly. She didn't do that for Bill. At least, not often. Without warning, Johnson put his hands firmly on Patricia's waist, lifted her, pulling her mouth from his cock, and then pushed her onto his lap, forcing his cock deep inside. “OH! God, that feels SO good!” Patricia was amazed at how lovely it felt to have his hard, thick cock fill her. She couldn't feel anything but pleasure. No soreness, not the least. Johnson was rocking his hips, gently thrusting in and out of her. He used his thumb to stimulate her clit. This was so good! She put a hand on each breast, cupping them, massaging them, tweaking her nipples, arching her back, her weight forcing him even deeper. She felt herself nearing orgasm. “You're so tight, princess. I love fucking you! You have a slippery, tight, perfect pussy, princess! Such a totally outstanding fuck!” Johnson was thrusting harder and faster. “You make it feel sooo gooood, slut.” With his right hand, he pushed her hand aside and squeezed her breast cruelly. “That's it, princess. Let me hear you moan. Push yourself deeper onto my cock. Let me feel you cum, princess. I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock. That's it, princess. Cum on me.” Patricia was cumming. She could feel her juices oozing ...