Calling In Sick - Sex Stories

Calling In Sick

... you enough. I hope my pussy feels good against you.” Grinding her lips into him a few more times, before standing and moving to the side of the lounge chair. Pulling down her bikini bottom and kicking them to the side along with her top, she stands there completely exposed in front of her boss. Only for a moment, she hoped her neighbors weren’t home watching this, or to hear what was about to occur. Not that it would have stopped her at that point. Throwing her leg back over him, but this time facing him, she kept her eyes focused on his. His eyes were watching every move, as she slowly lowered herself. Taking his hard dick in her hand, guiding it to the entrance of pussy, pushing only slightly. Rubbing his head against her pussy lips, she makes eye contact. “Mm, Mr. Stone, would you like me to take your dick…tation now?” “Oh Jen, yes, sit on my cock.” He insists, his eyes narrowing with intensity. His hands moving up her calves and over her thighs, feeling her still moist skin from the pool. Taking his head into her pussy, she slowly lowers, and then quickly taking the rest in causing her to gasp, “Oh!” With her feet firmly planted on either side of the lounge chair, Jen starts raising her body up and down on his rod. Letting him fuck her, was turning out to be an excellent use of a sick day. Her body tingled as his cock stretched her pussy into accommodating all of him. “Your pussy feels amazing, and so tight!” He says passionately with his eyes now clearly focused on her ...

... tits. His hands sliding over her ass then up her sides and finally to her tits. Moving his thumbs over her nipples, keeping them erect as she moves up and down on his cock. Moving faster, Jen lowers down on his cock and starts rocking. Her hips rolling, grinding his cock into her pussy, quicker and quicker. She can feel his hardness throbbing deep inside of her. All she could think of now was cumming all over her boss’s hard cock. Moaning in passion as Mr. Stone’s breathing started to pick up as well, as he rocked his hips into hers. Jen’s hands move down to the arm rails of the lounge chair, her glistening body leaning forward enough causing her tits to jiggle seductively with each hip rock. Grasping forcefully on the rails, she uses the leverage to start bouncing her pussy on his cock harder and faster. “Rub my clit. Please, Mr. Stone, rub my clit! Oh god!” She states quite loud, as the lust consumes her. Without delay, Mr. Stone’s hand finds its way down Jen’s abs, over her shaven mound, and down to her pussy. His fingers start rubbing her pussy all the way till he touched his own cock. Rubbing furiously, in order to not disappoint the woman that was clearly his best worker now. His eyes could only focus on Jen’s bouncing tits, as her pussy and ass bounced on his cock and hand. His rock hard cock buried deep in Jen was throbbing, and his control was starting to get difficult. “Yes! That’s it, sir, shove that cock in my pussy!" She screamed, loud enough that neighbors could ...