The Office Flirt - Sex Stories

The Office Flirt

... place, then sank onto it with a loud groan.

"Oh fuck, Dean had better not find out all three of his closest work friends have fucked me," Hannah cried out as she rode quicker.

Her hand wandered down between her legs and I smacked her arm away, telling her not to touch herself. She bounced wildly on the dildo, her face inches from my cock as she did so. She stuck out her tongue and leant forwards a little, her tongue catching my cock and making it jerk. She giggled and did it again.

"You want me to what? Well, if you insist, as long as Dean doesn't find out," she whispered.

She took hold of my cock and before I'd realised half of it was down her throat while she continued to ride the dildo. Low moans emitted from her throat as she devoured my cock, her tongue swirling around it. A few minutes later she pulled away, saliva dripping down her chin and neck.

"Fuck my mouth, use it like it's my pussy," she whimpered.

She took her hands and placed them behind her back, opening her mouth and staring at me pleadingly. I eased my cock into her mouth and holding her head with my spare hand starting to slide it into her willing throat. She was good, taking all eight inches seemingly with ease, gagging a little now and again but not pulling away. She looked up at me again, flashing her eyes, trying to tell me something but not wanting the cock removed from her. She'd stopped riding now, her arse resting on the balls of the dildo.

I fucked her mouth harder, faster ...

... until I gave her what I thought she wanted. Grunting loudly, I shot spurt after spurt of cum down her throat, the excited moans between spurts telling me that was what she'd wanted. She gulped my load down excitedly, a huge grin on her face when I pulled my cock out of her mouth.

"That was intense, I came again although you might have been a little busy to notice," she giggled, "that was fun, I suppose giving you a blowjob isn't really cheating is it?" she frowned, then laughed.

She turned and reached a hand out for her phone to stop its recording, and I quickly pulled her hands back. She turned back to me puzzled, then saw my face.

"Who said we'd finished?" I growled.

"What do you mean?" she asked, then it was like she'd realised, "No, you can't fuck me, Dean will know," she cried out.

"I haven't come over to watch you masturbate and cum several times just for a blowjob, no fucking chance," I shouted.

She reached out again and I grabbed her arms. Reaching down I pulled at something and saw the belt from her dressing gown. I used it to tie her wrists to the bed frame, then pulled her body around the bed so her legs hung off the side.

"No, please don't, I didn't want to cheat on Dean," she pleaded.

"You've been teasing me for the last couple of weeks, shut the fuck up," I told her.

I put a hand on the small of her back and pointed the phone at her buttocks. She tried to squirm but I'd used my knees to pin her legs and stop her moving them. I lined my ...