1. Lunch Buddies, Part 2: Tuesday


    Date: 3/24/2024, Categories: Office Sex, Author: pinkysurprise 

    ... lips around her nipple. He moaned happily, pulling more of her into the heat of his mouth, tracing his tongue in circles. The sensation seemed to shiver through her body, dancing down her spine.

“Oh, that’s good,” she exhaled as he flicked his tongue. She squirmed, squeezing her thighs together, watching as he continued to masturbate. Clearly, he was enjoying this. She saw a drop of precum glisten for a moment before he rubbed it into his skin. She bit her lip as she imagined licking it up.

He released her nipple with a wet pop, and she shifted closer so he could suck on the other one. Now, more of her body was pressed against him, and she could feel his arm moving against her stomach. She wanted to feel more. Without quite realizing she was doing it, she swung her leg over his and straddled his thigh. With her body pressed against him like this, he couldn’t move his hand as much, but she didn’t mind slowing him down for a moment.

Sensing what she needed, he shifted his leg, lifting it a bit to press more firmly against her while still licking and sucking. He squirmed, trying to adjust so he could move his hand more freely. She moaned and rolled her hips, rubbing against his thigh.

“You feel so good between my legs,” she murmured. “Keep going, keep going.” There seemed to be lightning arcing between her nipple in his mouth and the pressure against her clit. She buried her face in his hair and leaned harder against him, straddling his thigh, grinding, his arm ...
    ... straining between them, her tits out, nipples hard, pressure building…

“Fuck!” He grunted around her nipple. “Ash, please, I’m close; let me finish…”

With some reluctance, she rolled off his thigh and lay back on the couch next to him. She held her breasts, firm pressure covering her sensitive nipples. His hand was flying frantically on his cock. She squeezed her thighs together, wanting more but fighting the urge to climb back on top of him because she wanted to watch him finish.

“Oh, fuck that was so hot; you’re so sexy when you ride me like that and let me suck on your tits while you grind on me…” He was babbling, and his head was swelling, large and purple, and smeared with precum. She bit her lip and stared, eager to see thick globs of hot, creamy cum coating his fingers.

Suddenly he was groping for the tissue box. “Ash! I’m gonna cum.”

“No, I want to see,” she protested, reaching for him. “Come here!”

“Where?” He was already rolling toward her.

“Cum on my tits!”

Clumsily, he got onto his knees, still stroking, and thrust his hips forward just in time for the first shot to arc up onto her neck and collarbone. She gasped at the sensation of hot cum on her skin. Then he groaned and pointed his cock towards her tits, each spurt falling across her chest until he was rubbing the tip against her breast, milking the last drops directly onto her nipple.

“Fuck, that was hot,” she purred as he collapsed onto his back next to her. He was still breathing too ...
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