Thursday, 25 April 2013

Our First Time

It was a Wednesday afternoon and college was closing at midday. Every Wednesday was sports afternoon and the various teams, from Rugby and Hockey through to chess were all engaged in strenuous matches pitting college against college and person against person. I always enjoyed these afternoons, not because I was a big sports fan but because it was a free afternoon with no lessons and an empty house that my girlfriend and I could use for our own activities.

Heading home in my tatty old car I had the radio on, loudly. It had to be loud to cover the noises of the car is it wheezed asthmatically through the country lanes heading home and it was tuned to a local station that played an esoteric mix of songs that made up the soundtrack to my youth.  As we rounded a bend in the middle of nowhere, Meatloaf started to belt out one of his finest and the volume crept up a notch or two, partly because it deserved it and partly to cover our broken and inept attempts to sing along.

“…We were barely 17 and we were barely dressed…” Broad grins lit our faces as we sang, the words rang so true and had brought a smile to our face every time since we’d first heard them lying naked beside each other last year.

I turned the volume down as we neared her house, I didn’t want to advertise the fact we were there too loudly just in case her Dad was there. He had an unfortunate habit of arriving home early unannounced and he didn’t like me, but then how many Dads do like their teenage daughter’s boyfriend? He’d have liked me even less if he knew what we got up to when he wasn’t around.

Thankfully the house was empty. We just about made it through the front door before the subdued passion broke free. Holding her hand firmly I spun her around on the spot and pulled her into an embrace. Our lips met in an intense kiss that lasted an immeasurable time as we lost ourselves in the moment. When we finally broke for air my cock was straining to be unleashed and uncomfortably tight in my jeans.

“Come on” She said. “Upstairs, now”

Not needing a second invitation I climbed the stairs rapidly behind her. Entering her room, she turned on the radio above her bed. I stood behind her and reached around her, cupping her boobs in my hands and kissing her neck as she fiddled with the controls on the stereo. It was almost enough to make her forget what she was doing but not quite. I felt her nipples stiffen against my palm just as she found the station we’d been listening to and she paused, clearly enjoying my touch.  Not one to hesitate for long, I began undoing the buttons on the front of her blouse whilst nibbling her neck. As her top fell open my hands returned to the material covering her boobs. Maybe it was the fact there was less material or maybe her nipples were really harder than before, either way they pressed obviously into my palms as I squeezed. She twisted free of my grip and turned to face me, letting her blouse fall to the floor as she did and stepped forward to meet my hungry mouth with hers. We kissed again, hard and breathlessly, tongues duelling for supremacy with the full vigour of youth. My hands were pressed against her back, relishing the opportunity to feel her naked flesh. One hand found her bra strap and the fingers traced the line of material until they hit the telltale bump of the clasp. Thanks to several months practice it only took one careful pinch of the clasp with my fingers to release the precious cargo contained by the bra.

Her eyes widened as she realised how easily I’d worked the clasp.

“You are far too good at that” She muttered between kisses.

Slowly slipping my hands around her sides I separated her from the material and slid my hands over the delicious smooth flesh of her boobs. My hands just about covered them but were completely filled, her nipples slid easily between my fingers allowing me to squeeze them whilst massaging her wondrous breasts. By this time my cock was desperate for freedom and it was being uncomfortably squeezed by the denim of my jeans and was pressed firmly against her stomach.

She reached down and released the buckle of my belt, rapidly followed by the button and zip of my fly. My jeans fell into an untidy sprawl around my ankles and there was only the thin material of my pants that separated my aching cock from her touch now.

She stepped a pace away from me and I watched as she shrugged her shoulders out of the now pointless bra and slowly undid her belt and jeans, letting them fall to the floor. She stepped out of them and stood before me wearing just her tiny knickers. Not to be outdone I pulled my t-shirt over my head and untangled my feet from my jeans, pausing only to unlace my boots. I stripped my socks off with the jeans and stood before her in my too tight pants.

She stepped forward and kissed me again then dropped to her knees in front of me and placed her hands on the waistband of my pants. Tugging gently she pulled them downwards so that my bum was exposed and the material inched down my thighs until my fully engorged cock was finally pulled free. It sprang from the material and nearly slapped her in the face such was the pressure in it at that point. She giggled and kept pulling the material until it was loose around my feet. Then she placed a hand around my shaft and delicately kissed the tip of my erection. Normally she would proceed to treat me to a delicious slow blowjob, something she was spectacularly good at but today she seemed hesitant. She tilted her face up to meet mine and gazed deeply into my eyes.

“I think we should go further today” She said

“You mean you want to…” I began

“Yes. I’m ready.”

We had been dating a long time but had never gone further than oral sex before. That hadn’t been a problem as we were now both masters of oral and capable of making the other climax easily but it had always been there, lurking in the back of our minds, as something neither of us had done. I was ready of course, I’d been ready for as long as I could remember but she wasn’t, so we had stuck where she was happy.

“Are you sure?” I asked, barely able to contain my excitement


I didn’t need to ask again. The look in her eyes told me that she was indeed ready now.
She stood and kissed me once more. I reached for the waist of her knickers and slowly slid them down as we kissed. Letting them fall to the floor I placed my hand between her thighs and felt the hot wetness of her pussy as my finger pressed against it.

Pushing her backwards towards the bed I lowered her gently on to it, kissing as we moved. Flat on her back, I knelt between her thighs and kissed her mouth then slowly worked down her body kissing her neck, boobs, stomach and thighs before kissing her damp pussy tenderly. Even if we were going all the way I couldn’t miss out on this.  She tasted divine, her musky scent filling my senses as I knelt between her legs and feasted on her. I played with her, bringing her close to orgasm using my tongue, lips and teeth, alternating between burying my tongue deep inside her and sucking her tortured clit. I knew her preferences and how to please her and loved the taste as she became increasingly aroused.

I heard her bedside draw open and she reached down to grasp my head, stopping me before she reached her climax. She held out a condom for me, it’s silver foil wrapper glinting like a precious gift.

“Put this on and do it. Now!”

Raising myself upright on my knees I took the proffered gift and tore the corner of the foil package, extracting the condom. It was slippery to the touch and felt odd in my hands. Remembering the instructions I pinched the tip and rolled it slowly down my engorged shaft. She watched intently, keen to ensure we did things right. Satisfied it was in place I shuffled forward and leaned over her, taking my weight on my hands and knees, barely touching her. She lifted her head and kissed my lips as I pressed the latex encased tip of my cock to her sodden slit. I pressed it forward, feeling resistance, unsure if I was doing it right or not. Then suddenly I felt something shift, her flesh parted and I sank into her. The feeling was exquisite, unlike anything I’d felt before. Hot and tight, I felt the pressure of her body pressed around my most sensitive area. She gasped slightly and I pulled back, thinking I must have hurt her but she pressed her hands against my buttocks, urging me to push again. I started moving my hips slowly, sliding in and out of her. The pressure in my balls was growing to impossible levels and I knew that even though I’d only just started it was about to be over. I remember hearing the song on the radio at the time, every detail of the room, and her. All were etched forever into my memory as my cock unleashed spurt after spurt of cum into the latex, pulsing again and again as my balls emptied themselves inside her. I froze, unable to move, as pleasure and guilt cascaded through me.

“Sorry” I said, mortified that it was over already

“Don’t be, it was great. We just need practice, that’s all. I’m sure we’ll get better”

I can tell you that we practiced a lot after that. Now that the first time was over it was like a dam bursting, releasing all of the pent of frustration and we went for it the way that only two late teens can, with irrepressible energy and enthusiasm. Wednesdays will always remind me of that day and certain songs on the radio always make me smile.

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Wednesday, 17 April 2013

Her First Test

Anya knelt, still and quiet. She wore suspenders, stockings and a blindfold. 
A deep male voice from behind her said.

“Be a good girl. Don’t move or make a sound” 

She heard footsteps as he walked slowly around her, his footsteps echoing on the hard wooden floor. A hand touched her shoulder lightly and slid down to her breast cupping it gently. His fingers strayed to her nipple and pinched it hard. Anya knew better than to make a sound and suppressed the gasp that tried to escape her lips.

“Excellent” he whispered in her ear.

The footsteps receded and she strained to hear where he was. The sound of a door a few minutes later suggested he had left… but for how long? Anya knew better than to relax. The floor was cold and hard on her knees but she wouldn’t move, not this time.

She heard the door again. No foot steps yet though. She waited, still and silent. Was that breathing she could hear? She wasn’t sure and strained to hear, inclining her head slightly to the left.

A line of hot pain appeared across her naked buttocks accompanied by the unmistakable crack of a cane on her flesh.

“I said not to move”

“Sorry mast…”

The pain flared again as the cane lashed across her buttocks once more.

“I also said not to make any noise”

Again the cane slapped across her arse raising a fresh welt. This time she remained impassive. The cane bit again. Four bright red stripes evident across her cheeks.

“Good girl. That’s much better. Now, open your mouth.”

Anya did as instructed and opened her mouth. She felt the cane gently touch her bum. It traced a line up her back and onto her shoulder before slowly moving down her chest. It paused on her breasts, lightly tapping her nipples which responded the only way they knew how, becoming as hard as the cane that was touching them.
The tip of the cane paused in her cleavage before descending 
across her smooth flat stomach and tracing the outline of where her pubic hair would be if she hadn’t carefully shaved it this morning. 

The cane passed lightly over her pussy before passing between her legs, sliding across her inner thigh for what felt like for ever. It stopped then changed direction, moving upwards, passing into the cleft of her wet cunt. The cane was pulled.. it’s length pressing against her 
clit as it slid through her. The friction caused by the motion was hot on her lips initially but she was so wet it soon slid effortlessly, only the pressure on her clit betraying the fact it was still moving.

She still knelt immobile, mouth wide open, her senses heightened by the blindfold induced darkness. The pleasure was almost too much for her to bear.

As the cane disappeared her senses strained to work out what was coming next.

She felt something lightly touch her lips, the scent was 
unmistakable and it was all she could do not to move. His cock circled her mouth, the tip passing over her lips tracing the outline of her mouth, teasing her.

“Very good” he said
“You may swallow”

With that he thrust his cock onto her mouth. She took it hungrily, deep into her throat and did her best to remain still as he thrust again and 
again into her mouth. Reaching down he grasped her tits roughly and squeezed her nipples hard as his cock started to twitch in response to the actions of her tongue and the suction of her hungry mouth.

His cum slammed into the back of her throat and she swallowed it all unhesitatingly as his cock spasmed in her mouth, his balls emptying themselves into her.


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Wednesday, 10 April 2013

A lesson in time

The old man sat quietly on the park bench. It was a beautiful sunny day and he was leisurely eating his way through a sandwich that had been carefully wrapped in greaseproof paper. He ate slowly at the pace of a man who had all the time in the world to enjoy the warm sunshine and watch the world race past him.

As he ate he cast his eyes over the park around him, focussing on nothing in particular but seeing everything. A movement at the edge of the shady grassed area in front of him caught his eye. A young couple were walking silently from the bushes and heading towards the path that passed his bench. The man was well dressed, looked to be in his early twenties and had a relaxed but confident air about him. He smiled as he walked. She was walking a pace behind him, her head cast downwards and smiling serenely. As they drew near it was evident that the young woman was wearing a coat that seemed far too warm for the weather. It was tightly closed from neck to hem as it would be on a cold winters day and looked out of place on such a warm day. The old man gazed curiously at the couple, the hint of a smile began to form at the corners of his mouth as he spotted the scarlet leather collar around the woman’s neck. The couple paused when they reached the path and the man whispered something in her ear that caused her cheeks to flush and a brief flash of fear to flit across her face. She glanced around quickly, seemingly assessing the number of people around before once more looking down at the ground. He whispered something else to her and then, taking her hand, led her towards the bench opposite the old man.

When they reached the bench the young man sat down in the centre of the seat and patted the space beside him whilst looking up into the woman’s face. They were close enough now, barely 6 feet across the path, that their voices were clear and easily heard in the quiet surroundings.

“Sit beside me” the young man said

The girl sat quickly, pressing her knees firmly together and resting her hands in her lap.

“You must be hot. Undo your coat” he said quietly but with a firm undertone that implied it was more than a suggestion.

The girl untied the belt that cinched the coat around her and fumbled with nervous fingers to undo the buttons securing it. Releasing the last button her hands returned to her lap. Her coat had fallen open across her chest revealing her cleavage but remained closed. A sparkle appeared in the old man’s eyes, his lunchtime view was improving by the minute.

“Now stand up and face me”

The girl stood, holding her coat together as she did so and turned to face the young man.

“Take it off” he instructed

“But I can’t. We’re not alone” She protested

“I wasn’t asking. Take it off. Now.”

The girl hesitated, clearly nervous and unsure what to do. She bit her lip nervously and stood still like a rabbit caught in the glare of his eyes.

“I won’t say it again. Now.” His voice was the texture of velvet wrapped around an iron bar.
Slowly, reluctantly, she removed her coat and handed it to him. The old man could see why she’d been reluctant now. Apart from the collar around her neck she was naked. Her skin was pale and unblemished, her breasts were small but her nipples were swollen and flushed almost scarlet.

“Better. That wasn’t so hard now was it.” He said “I’m going to give you a choice about what happens next. Since you hesitated and balked when I gave you an instruction you must be punished. Would you like to remain naked while we walk back to the apartment or be spanked here and now?”

The girl almost blurted a response but thought better of it. “I’d like to be spanked now” She said, adding 
“Please sir” as an afterthought.

“Good choice. Turn to face the lake and hold your ankles”

She turned through 90 degrees and bent at the waist, extending her hands down to her ankles. As she turned the old man could see that her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment at being so exposed in such a public venue. He watched with interest as the younger man stood beside her and raised his hand briefly before delivering a hard slap to her buttock. She yelped in surprise.

“Quiet. Every time you make a noise I start again”

She clamped her lips tight as the young man’s hand repeatedly struck her exposed arse. A dozen strokes left her buttocks glowing pink in stark contrast to the pale flesh of the girls thighs.

“Good girl. You can put your coat on again now.” He said “Today’s lesson is over.”

The girl slipped her coat on, trying not to hurry and refastened it again, hiding her body away once more. Moving slowly, the young couple resumed their walk along the path and back towards the edge of the park. She no longer walked behind him but was beside him, her hand entwined in his.

Watching them go the old man shredded the last piece of crust from his sandwich and threw it onto the grass where it was instantly swamped by the ever present pigeons. He stood and turned in the opposite direction, heading for his home. Five short minutes later he entered his front door and closed it softly behind him.

“I’m home” He said loudly as he climbed the stairs. “You’ll never guess what I’ve just seen, it really took me back to our younger days. Let me loosen those knots and I’ll tell you all about it as I massage some life back into your arms”


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Saturday, 6 April 2013

Room to Play

As I opened the door I knew it was going to be a good day. Standing in front of me was the woman who always made me smile, not to mention my heart race and my cock hard. I’d rented a room for no reason other than to give us somewhere quiet where we could play uninterrupted.
She stepped into my arms and we kissed, a soft lingering hello. Ushering her into the room I closed and locked the door behind her. The soft snick of the lock engaging caused her to turn and look at me. 

“Hi gorgeous, I’ve missed you” I said

“Me too, now kiss me properly”

I didn’t need any encouragement. Wrapping my arms around her our lips met and we kissed long and hard until we were both panting breathlessly. Stepping back from her I sat on the bed.

“Strip for me”

Without hesitating she reached for the first button on her blouse and slowly unfastened it. I reached for my camera and started to take pictures as she worked her way down the line of buttons until it fell open exposing a black lacy bra that was struggling to contain her ample breasts. The blouse fell to the floor at her feet and I snapped a closeup of her nipple standing proud beneath the flimsy material. She reached behind and undid the clasp and zip on her skirt and it too fell to the floor. stepping out of the rumpled clothing I marvelled at the beauty on display before me. Dressed now in heels, stockings and a matching set of black lacy bra and panties she looked absolutely stunning. With a narrow waist, curved hips and large breasts she was truly gorgeous but it was her smile and the cheeky glint in her eyes that filled me with lustful thoughts.

“Knickers next” I managed to say

She turned away and bent at the waist as she drew her panties slowly down her shapely legs giving me a beautiful view of her round buttocks and a teasing glimpse of her smooth pussy as the underwear reached her ankles. Standing upright she reached behind and unclasped her bra - she knows me far too well. The bra was added to the pile of clothing and I had a moment to admire her flawless back and her profile against the window before she turned to face me. As usual her unfettered boobs took my breath away. They were simply stunning to see, large and beautifully shaped with hard swollen nipples topping them perfectly. 
She stood facing me wearing nothing but stockings and heels. Placing her hands on her hips a quizzical smirk crossed her face.

“Shouldn’t you be naked too?” She asked

Pausing only to pass her the camera I started to undress. As I removed my shirt and added it to the pile of clothes at her feet she took pictures of me. Unfastening my belt I eased it through the hoops of my trousers until. The leather hissed through the loops until the tip finally fell to the floor. Maybe I could make use of that later I thought as I hung it over the chair. I undid the clasp on my trousers and teased the zip down until the trousers hung open, held in place only by the tension my erection was placing on them. The shutter of my camera was clicking wildly as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and eased them down to mid thigh then let them fall to the floor round my ankles.

“Better?” I enquired


“Now, pass me the camera back and sit on the bed.”

She did as instructed and sat on the bed, legs spread wide. I stepped between her delectable thighs placing my cock inches from her face. Never one to avoid a mouthful of hot cock she leant forward and kissed the tip. I looked down through the viewfinder and watched as she licked, kissed and sucked me. My eyes closed in pleasure but the camera recorded the sight for later. 

Much as I loved this and wanted it to continue I had other plans for the moment. Easing myself reluctantly out of her mouth I knelt in front of her and kissed her succulent lips. My hands explored her shoulders, neck and ample breasts as we kissed. I squeezed her nipples between finger and thumb eliciting a sharp intake of breath through our kiss. My hands continued down, caressing her smooth belly and toying with her neatly cropped pubic hair before skating past their preferred target and onto her thighs. 

Breaking the kiss I held the top of one of her stockings and eased it down her leg until it was free in my hand and her shapely leg was exposed. Taking the stocking I tied one end of it around her wrist leaving a long length free. Repeating the process I drew her other stocking off and tied that round her other wrist.

“Now, Move up the bed and lie down.”

Taking her right hand I lifted it to the corner of the bed and tied the loose end to the head board. Moving round to the other side I fastened the left to the other side of the headboard. Pausing to take a few pictures I knelt between her legs and gazed into her eyes. Setting the camera aside on the bedside cabinet I placed it in the timelapse mode; it would capture the remainder of our tryst unaided.

Placing a hand either side of her I leant forward and kissed her full on the lips once more. This was going to be fun. 

First things first - I needed to cum. Taking my weight on one elbow I slipped the other to her inner thigh and ran a finger lightly over her pussy revelling in the smoothness of her already damp slit. Easing a finger inside her I kept the kiss going. My finger probed deeper, sliding in and out I added a second, feeling her moan slightly. The throbbing in my groin was growing urgent and I ached to be inside her. 

Kneeling up I positioned myself and pressed the tip of my cock against her sodden labia. Easing forward I sank deep into her hot wet cunt and she clenched her muscles around me. The feeling was exquisite, I’d missed this for far too long! Our hips moved in unison and she pressed hard against me in response to my urgent thrusting. It wasn’t long before I was ready to finish but I didn’t want to fill her with my cum yet. As I neared my climax I withdrew from her tight wet pussy and straddled her waist. Looking into her eyes I knelt across her and took my cock in my hand. Placing my left hand on her right breast I squeezed and massage it firmly, pinching her nipple between the base of my fingers as my right hand stroked my slick cock. Her eyes left mine and strayed lower as she watched the movement of my hand intently. My eyes closed as my orgasm drew near, my breathing became shallow, my heart raced, my balls tightened impossibly and my cock pulsed in my hand as I sprayed hot thick cum all over her stomach and chest. My cock convulsed a few last times as my balls emptied themselves over her.

I knelt, breathing heavily for an eternity then opened my eyes. She was gazing into them, smiling. I took my sticky, cum covered hand from my increasingly soft dick and placed it by her mouth. Her tongue shot out and she lapped hesitantly at my fingers, testing the taste of it in her mouth. Her eyes widened and the appreciative noises she made suggested that she liked it so I let her suck my fingers clean.

“Your turn now”

I stood up from the bed and went over to the bag she’d carried in. Opening it I smiled. She’d brought the toys that we’d talked about. The first item I took from her bag was a pair of nipple clamps. Returning to the bed I placed one of the clamps loosely on her right nipple. Her sharp intake of breath told me I’d hit the spot, a notion I confirmed by applying the other to her left nipple. I leant over and kissed her again, pressing my thigh against her pussy as we kissed. Delving into the bag once more I pulled out a blindfold. Slipping it over her head we kissed again before I finally placed it over her eyes.

The final toy I pulled from the bag was the star performer, her large purple vibrator. I left the toy lying beside her on the bed and lay on my chest between her thighs. Raising myself on my elbows I gazed at her delicious pussy. The scent of her arousal was delectable but the taste as I leant forward to kiss her swollen, damp labia was divine. Parting her with my fingers my tongue darted inside and lapped at her sweet nectar, savouring the taste as I devoured her sodden cunt. I teased her mercilessly, pushing her close to orgasm and backing off again and again, relishing her bucking hips as they responded to the ministrations of my tongue. 
She was close to an orgasm now, her breathing shallow and ragged, her thigh muscles quivering and a constant stream of high pitched moans coming from her mouth. Licking slowly I reached for the purple toy. I brought it up beside my head and, leaving it switched off, pressed the tip against the soaked opening. Lifting my head back I slid the toy into her in one swift motion. She gasped and moaned louder as I started to thrust it in and out of her. I turned the buzzing beast on, intending to keep her in this state a little longer but the vibrations inside her and on her throbbing clit drove her over the edge and she came hard. The climax raced through her body causing the muscles below her waist to convulse as if stung by electricity and she let out a scream of pleasure, her body flushing bright red from cheek to cheek and her breathing returned slowly to normal as I switched the toy off and slowly eased it from her flooded pussy.

Thursday, 4 April 2013

An unusual day at work

I sat in the office, alone and silent. Apart from the occasional phone call there was no one to speak to and very little work to do. A random selection of songs in my ear phones the only thing keeping me vaguely sane.
My phone buzzed and I looked to see what spam email had arrived this time. To my delight it wasn’t an anonymous email but a message from my lover.

“I’m in the area, would you like some company?”

I grinned, wicked thoughts racing through my mind.

“Absolutely! Meet me in the office” I sent back.

I continued to stare mindlessly at my computer, looking busy and answering the odd email but in reality doing nothing but imagine her lips on mine. A growing bulge in my trousers was the only indication of the activity taking place in my mind, hopefully nobody else would show up in the near future!

There was a knock at the door and I turned to see her standing there. She beamed a huge smile at me, eyes twinkling with mischief as I stood to embrace her. As I engulfed her in a huge hug my hands traced a line along her back from slender neck to pert buttocks. I loved the way she felt in my arms and the small shudder I generated as goosebumps raced along her arms in response to my touch. We kissed and I let the door swing closed behind her, pressing her against the door as we held the kiss.

My hand tapped the latch and locked the door silently behind her. Taking her by the hand I turned and walked down the corridor to the conference room. We went in, turned on the lights and closed the door behind us. Placing my hands on her hips I spun her round and pushed her slowly backwards against the table. She sat on the edge and we resumed I kiss as I stood between her thighs. Her legs parted further and she wrapped them around my waist, pulling me closer by pulling firmly on my tie. I knew from the first touch that she wasn’t wearing a bra, my fingers hadn’t found any trace of a strap when it was exploring her back. Her legs were covered in smooth black silk and I longed to explore them. Placing my hands on her knees I slid them along the smooth silk and along the outside of her thighs, passing gently under the hem of her dress, past the straps securing her stockings to their suspender belt and round to her beautiful round arse. My eyes widened slightly at her daring, she’d neglected her knickers as well as a bra.

The dress she was wearing was a beautifully simple and elegant midnight blue wraparound number. It was secured at the side with a single clasp and I reached for it now as our tongues explored each other hungrily. The clasp released with a quiet pop and the material fell apart easily. I stepped back slightly to admire the view. She sat on the table with a hungry look in her eyes, lips parted in a perfect pout. Her strawberry blonde hair fell just past her shoulders and the material of her dress framed her body beautifully drawing my eyes downwards. Her breasts were modest, small enough to allow her the freedom to choose whether to wear a bra or not according to her mood and her nipples were an object truly worthy of desire; When aroused they flushed a deep pink and swelled spectacularly, becoming as hard as jelly beans and just as irresistible to my mouth. Her belly curved gently downwards, past a pierced navel with a pretty piece of silver jewellery hanging from it to a neatly trimmed patch of pale pubic hair. Below this was her delicious and always damp pussy, its pink lips protruding slightly, demanding attention. I pressed my hands to her boobs, placing my thumbs on her nipples and rolling them under the pad of my digits. They responded beautifully, swelling rapidly in my hand and flushing furiously. Burying my face in the crook of her neck I nipped her neck and shoulder gently with my teeth, kissing my way from her ear to the nape of her neck. She leant back and I kissed lower, working my way down to her breasts. Circling her nipple I kissed repeatedly, inching closer to the swollen bud. Opening my mouth wide I took most of her boob into my mouth and sucked, my tongue teasing her nipple as I did. She drew in a sharp breath then let it out slowly as I released her only to shift to the other side and repeat the process. Both nipples were soon fully hard and a lovely deep pink colour. I kissed the underside of her boobs and worked lower as she lay back further.

Flat on her back now my mouth continued to head southwards tracing a random path from chest to thigh. Grazing her thigh lightly I kissed around her stocking tops savouring the smooth flesh there and relishing the heady scent of her arousal. Kissing my way around her trimmed hair, the seductively smooth skin felt superb on my lips. Finally I reached her beautiful pink lips and kissed them gently. She tasted divine and my tongue lapped at her, savouring her sweet flavour. My fingers reached around my tongue and spread her pussy wide so that my tongue could probe deeper. I kissed, licked and sucked her pussy, devouring her eagerly, her body bucking and grinding against me as I played. Taking her clit into my mouth I sucked, toying with it between my teeth, biting gently and caressing it with my tongue. At the same time the fingers of my free hand slid around the back of her thigh and began to circle her tight arse and to caress the soft flesh between pussy and anus. Her breathing was growing faster as I played and her juices began to flow faster and sweeter as she neared an orgasm. Feasting a little longer, prolonging the taste of her I teased and cajoled until finally, my tongue deep inside her sodden cunt and her clit between my lips I pressed a finger harder against her anus and as it slipped inside her she came with a shuddering orgasm, thighs clamped tight around my head, her pussy flooding my mouth with delicious flavours and my nose with a heavenly scent.

Pulling away I stood and kissed my way slowly up her body once more from thigh to mouth, unbuckling my belt and unfastening my trousers as I did so, letting them fall round my ankles. Her eyes were just opening though still unfocussed as I reached her mouth and pressed my tongue between her lips. The taste of her arousal on my lips brought her back to reality and she kissed me back. 

My cock was fully engorged and keen to join the party. As I stood kissing her it pressed against her sodden pussy and slid easily into her. She responded instantly and wrapped her legs around my hips, heels pressing into the small of my back and pulling me deeper inside her. Our hips ground together, grinding and pounding against each other as my cock thrust inside her. Her pussy felt divine wrapped tight around me and she squeezed her muscles tight, grasping my cock firmly every time I pushed. She dragged her nails across my back, the thin material of my shirt doing little to separate the hard polished tips from my skin. The sensations were exquisite and time ceased to exist as we moved in unison on the conference table.

Finally I could hold out no longer, my cock stiffened impossibly, balls tightening, I sank my teeth into her shoulder as I came deep inside her. It pulsed once, twice, again as it emptied the contents of my aching balls into her. Her breath caught and she joined me, a second orgasm racing through her body with the force of an electric shock. 

We lay slumped on the table for a while as we caught our breath. Somewhere in the distance a phone was ringing but I ignored it. Slowly we returned to normal pulse rates and less hurried breathing. I stood, pulled my trousers up and refastened them. She sat up shakily, then stood and pulled her dress back around herself, attaching the clasp that held the material together once more. 

“Shall we go downstairs for a coffee?” I suggested opening the door to the conference room.

I looked back, checking there were no telltale puddles on the table as we left before heading down to the cafe.

Meetings at that table would never be quite the same…


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