The dinner party. - Sex Stories

The dinner party.

... amid grunts of frustration I felt my unrestricted feet being pushed apart. "Hmmm, stockings and suspenders! I like it," he enthused as my hemline rose. "You really are such a skank, Darling, aren’t you?" The insulting word was drawn out to emphasize how much he liked seeing me dressed this way, while busy hands finally exposed my bare state of undress. "Love it," he said affectionately, a hand gliding over my naked buttocks before slipping cheekily between my sticky thighs. A healthy chuckle reached my ears. "You, my love, are utterly shameless and will obviously go to go to any lengths," two strong fingers pushed roughly past my outer lips and into my pink wetness while he continued speaking. "To get exactly what you want, won't you?" I would have answered him but I was enjoying myself too much. His hand began moving violently between my legs, the palm slapping noisily against my sticky skin while his fingers drove deep inside me. Even though I wanted to cry out loud, release the pent up tension vocally, all I could muster was a low feral growl, originating from somewhere deep within my sexual core. It felt so good, what he was doing that I had to open my legs a little wider to expedite access. "My God, you're really soaking, down here," he added as loud squelching sounds filled the hallway. "And as for that thing," he said, whistling his admiration while gazing at my rear end, "You continually amaze me with your depravity.” I accepted his comment as a compliment and ...

... wiggled my bum at him. “Honestly darling,” he continued earnestly, “I don't think I've ever met anyone like you. Ever!" I positively glowed at his admiration but secretly felt the same. "I have to say…” he said, pausing momentarily as he regarded my surprise, “I really didn't think you'd do it." he looked at me proudly. "How long have you had that thing in there? Since this afternoon?" He said, answering his own question. I looked at his reflection and nodded, smiling mischievously. "As soon as I texted you, telling you how horny I was and getting your answer," I replied matter of factly. He nodded knowingly as I continued. "Knowing you felt just as horny as I did and how much you like fucking this," and I wiggled my posterior again, "I couldn't help myself." "And you just happened to have this in your office?” he said pointing at my bum. I didn’t answer immediately because my body experienced a wave of pleasure that caused me to shudder uncontrollably. I pressed a hand on top of his and shut my eyes while biting my bottom lip to stop myself crying out in orgasmic gratification. “Yes,” I croaked dryly. "Did you use cum to lube your arse?" Again I nodded, eyes half opened and looking at him, willing him to hurry up and give me what I wanted. Unfortunately he knew it and a dirty raucous laugh filled my ears. "Like this?" he said and waved two dripping fingers in front of my face. A shameful smile decorated my face as he placed his fingers against my mouth. "Hmmmm." A thrill ran down ...