Another day at the office - Sex Stories

Another day at the office

... Claire knew that the end was very close and increased her speed and purpose. She left her finger right up inside of him and started pushing against his prostate as she pumped frantically on his enflamed pipe, slurping and sucking wantonly at his helmet. As she felt his ball sack tighten she moved her head back and felt his ass muscle clamp tightly around her finger. "Yeah Craig, cum all over me baby, that's it." Craig moaned and bolts of pleasure rippled their way simultaneously through his body in a way that he had never previously experienced. His sphincter pulsated around her digit as his creamy spunk exploded onto her bare chest. He was left panting and faint, looking down almost dreamily onto his best friends wife's tits, covered in his creamy cum. She smeared his seed around on her breasts, rubbing her nipples in it, before directing a wad to her mouth; he was perhaps sated but she was not. She stood up, took a hold of his tie and started walking past him to leave the close confines of the bathroom. His tie had become the equivalent of a leash to a dog and as a dog is pulled, so was he. He allowed himself to be led away in his dazed state, out of the door. She swept the closest desk clean with a swift brush of her arm and pushed him back onto it, so that he was lying back, flat on his back. Hitching her skirt up a little further around her hips she climbed up onto the desk and ground herself down along his semi flaccid sex. "I'm not going to get any joy here for the ...

... moment," she stated and shuffled up his body until she was squatting over his face, with his arms pinned down under her knees. She stroked his cheek tenderly with the palm of her hand, before bringing her attentions between her legs. This is one of the positions she had often fantasised about. Craig just lay back, his eyes wide; he studied the minute detail of her labia, the glistening folds just inches from his face. He revelled in the submission imposed on him by their current posture. He was excited to have her towering over him like this. As her fingers danced across her sex, his nostrils were filled and his brain became asphyxiated with need. He needed to taste her sexual nectar that was surely close to the point of dripping onto him. He strained his stomach muscles to lift his neck upwards and his outstretched tongue went in search of it's prize. He lapped at her cunt like a drowning man for air and Claire sighed contentedly as he feasted. He ran his tongue up between her glistening mound before tracing down to her tight little puckered flower. He rimmed his way around her and felt her wriggle in pleasure at the tantalising touch of his soft tongue. He pursed it tight and strained to enter her asshole but only managed to lightly penetrate but that was enough to stir her... and him. Noticing the reanimation, Claire brought her hand around behind her, took him in hand, lowered her pelvis and started to grind energetically against his face. He felt the warm streaks of slick ...