The Office - Sex Stories

The Office

... but moan softly. I broke the kiss and stepped away. My breathing was a little heavy and my pussy was very wet. “Why are you doing this to me? Like really?” “You want it don’t you?” He asked firmly There he goes with his trick questions again. I stepped forward and grabbed a hold of the bulge in his pants that had grown. Starting with the head, I felt my way down the rest of his shaft to feel his firmness. He groaned softly as I massaged him through his jeans. His hands found its way to my breasts and as his fingers felt my nipples through the material, it sent a shiver through my body. I stopped massaging his dick and stepped away once more. “Don’t start what you can’t finish.” I said “There you go messing with me again.” He stated He came towards me and raised my shirt over my head exposing my black bra and upper body. Part of me was telling myself to behave but my pussy was on fire. I stepped away, backing myself up into the back door. He walked towards me. “You running from me now?” “Never run. Just looking out for you.” I responded as I locked the door. He unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the ground. He stepped out and came closer. His fingers found their way up my skirt to my inner thighs and I felt myself jump. I spread my legs just a little so he can gain more access. To his surprise, I was wetter than he expected. He explored me a little before he felt the piercing hook just above my clit. He rubbed it softly making me more aroused. I wasn’t sure if it was ...

... because it had been so long or I was extremely attracted to this man. I removed his hand and place each finger in my mouth. I sucked each slowly and attentively. I love the taste of me. It sends me into overdrive. His other hand found its way to my navel where he admired the diamond jewelry piece that lay above my belly button. His hands traveled up to my breast, feelings the barbell through the material of the bra. He then lifted me in his arm, wrapping my legs around his lower back. I’m a sucker for this position. The day I chose to wear a skirt, is the day he decides to make a move. “Ain’t this a bitch.” I said to myself Before I could protest, I already felt him making his way through my tightness. “Shittt…” was the only words that could escape my lips. It felt too damn good for me to say stop. As he thrust inside of me, I moaned in his ear. I called his name. The feelings of his dick rubbing against my walls was too much. It felt like it’s been forever. I placed my hands around his head and whispered in his ear. “Take it.” I tried my best not to bite him but he felt so damn good at this point. As he fucked me, he used the wall for balance. I needed to feel more. “Let me ride,” I whispered. With that said, he lifted me over to a nearby chair where he sat down. “You’re so tight,” He said under his breath I smiled at him as I adjusted myself on him. I began to slow grind on his dick. I was so wet, he kept slipping out. He held on to my waist so that he had better control of my ...