The Office Chair - Sex Stories

The Office Chair

... normal chair you would find in a waiting room or something along those lines, and there was not enough room for me to face him while taking his dick. I really like looking into a man’s eyes when he’s deep inside of me, so he can see what he’s doing to me, and I can impulsively kiss him, or whisper in his ear as he’s pulverizing my pussy.

“If we do that, daddy, then I’ll have to turn away from you,” I said, “and I like looking at you.”

He said it was worth a shot, and for me to “bitch up” as he called it, and do what he wanted me to do. I couldn’t argue with that logic, and I got turned on even more when he called me a bitch, so I put all of the rags, rubbers, lube and poppers on the desk right in front of me, covered the chair with a towel, and told him to have a seat.

He sat down and exhaled, while his cock stood at full attention. I turned around, grabbed hold of the arms of the chair with my hands, and asked him to hold his cock steady, so I could guide my pussy onto it. I took a few deep hits of poppers, again pulled my panties to the side, and started getting busy. I got the wrong angle at first, and had to back up and approach him again. This time I got it just right, and he slid warmly inside of me.

As I exhaled, I could tell that I definitely hit whatever made him feel good, as he groaned and said, “Goddamn baby” to me as I began to go up and down on him. This new angle was actually making his cock hit my “G-spot” much more directly than when I straddled ...

... him or he fucked me in missionary position.

I know a lot of people think that being the “girl” in this scenario is degrading. The person taking the dick is largely considered to be the “bitch” in society, and they are largely frowned upon, but those people simply don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about. There is no better sexual feeling than having a man deep inside of you, and feeling his cock throbbing with pleasure as it goes in and out of you.

As I found my rhythm, I began bouncing on his dick in a much more spirited manner. I began gyrating all around it in every direction that I could, and when I felt his balls on my ass cheeks, I would sit there for 10 or 15 seconds, and grind down even harder on him. He was groaning in approval, and would lean forward to kiss my back as I kept pouncing on top of him like a bitch in heat.

“Oh baby, goddamn, baby,” he said in a low, baritone voice.

“You like the way my pussy feels, daddy?” I said back to him, in my best soprano voice, in between panting and moaning. My sissy clit was leaking uncontrollably at this point. Each time I would bounce down on his cock, a spurt of cum would shoot out of me, drenching my panties as it did so.

“Yes I do, baby, gonna make me spurt” he said, “let daddy cum inside of you, let me take this rubber off and make you a real girl.”

As much as I wanted him to cum inside of me, and I REALLY wanted him to, I had to refuse him. I was definitely a cock silly disoriented little slut at ...