Tea For Two - Sex Stories

Tea For Two

... "Not joking. She's in full heat tonight, mate."

There's a moment's pause. "Argh, even if I left right now she'll be done and asleep before I get there. I know how tired she is at the end of the day. Of course, you'd be there instead of me when this happens," George says frustratedly.

Oops, maybe Luther really had pushed George too far.

Luther senses the frustration. "Uhh, I would hold off and wait for you to enjoy the benefits of her mood, but she's acting like it's been months since she's gotten some. And to be fair, it kind of has been." He offers, "We could video chat."

I'm not really paying attention to their conversation, nearing the end of my interest in playing with Luther's cock. I'm ready to be on the receiving of the attention that George's phone call interrupted.

George replies in a low whisper. "Lower your voice, remember I'm at work. Give me a minute, I think I know a closet I can hide in. Call you back when I'm ready."

Luther happily hangs up the phone, tosses it aside, and turns all of his attention to my body. He pulls me up to stand in front of him, then each hand firmly grips an ass cheek, my legs wrapping around his torso as he pulls me up in the air, our lips locking in a heated kiss, tongues lunging inside each other's mouths. I feel the throbbing heat of his cock pressing against the outside of my pussy and my pleasure of being swept up in his strong arms for a passionate kiss becomes overwhelmed by my lust to have him thrusting inside ...

... me. Luther is in synch with my vibe and lays me back down on the table. He roughly pushes my hand up over my head, then positions my legs on the table, feet at the edge, knees spread before him, my pussy exposed to his gaze and slick with my excitement.

Even with his lust gripping him, he pauses to appreciate the view. He gives me a smile and pulls the chair up to the table. "Time for dessert," he grins as he lowers his head between my legs.

I groan in frustration at being denied the dick I want, but that groan quickly turns to a moan as fire shoots through my body at the touch of his lips on my pussy lips.

I grunt, "Make me cum now!" He laughs and sets about the task.

He runs his mouth down one side of me, flicking his tongue in and out of my hole as he goes. When he reaches the bottom, he squeezes my ass cheeks together as he plunges his tongue toward my asshole, teasing me with just a hint of rimming. Before I can even finish my gasp, he's moving back up the other side. He gets to my clit and then circles his tongue around it, teasing but not touching.

"Don't mess about, make me cum now," I growl. It's been far too long, and I'm in desperate need.

Just at that moment, the phone rings again, this time for a video call. Luther freezes. "Answer and put my head in the frame. Then you get what you want."

At the edge of my limits with sexual frustration, but also excited by both the exhibitionism and his control of me, I grab the phone and take the call. I ...