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At Work
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
I imagine you at work, sitting there working diligently on
your computer at your desk... Intently staring at the screen. I slip
in and slide up behind you, putting my hands over your eyes. "Three
guesses and the first two don't count" I whisper, biting on your neck.
I hear you moan and feel your hands come up to grip my wrists.
"Let go Nicole..." you say, softly. I do, sliding my hands
down your chest and leaning down so that my hair covers your face, and
I lean over and kiss you softly. You open your mouth and I slide my
tongue in, licking at the insides of your mouth. mmmm... I think to
myself...
You turn around abruptly and pick me up, putting me in your
lap. You wrap your arms around me and continue kissing me, my hand on
the side of your face, lightly playing with your hair. I slide it
over and over threw it, feeling how soft it is, how thick. I love
long hair on men. You tangle your hands in my hair, gripping it,
pulling on to take my face away from you. When I do you lick down my
neck, sucking on the hollow at the base of my throat. "Mmmm " you
hear me moan, rubbing the back of your neck. "yes.." You lick up my
neck to my ear, nibbling on it, blowing on it, making me wiggle in
your arms.
You blow in it harder, telling me in a low voice what is going
through your mind, what you want to do to me. God you make me wet.
You tease the underside of my ear with the tip of your tongue, making
me shiver. I grip your arms holding me and worm around until I'm
straddling you, my skirt up around my hips and my thighs gripping the
sides of your legs. I grind my hips up against you crotch, balancing
myself on my knees. I arch back against your chest, your arms holding
me as you lick and nibble on the neckline of my top, sliding your
tongue over the crests of my breasts. I hold your head there, my eyes
closed, my head thrown back, panting as I feel you teasing me with
your mouth. "Ohhh" I moan, clutching at your hair.
You undo the top buttons on my shirt, sliping your hand
inside and pinching my nipple through my bra. I whimper and grind
myself against you harder. I feel you reach with your other hand
under my skirt and up my thigh. You nuzzle at my breast as you slide
those fingers higher and higher until I feel you stroking me. I hold
onto you tighter, my knees threatening to give out. You slip a finger
inside my slit, stroking me back and forth, feeling the wetness.
With your other hand you tug down my bra baring my breast and
nipple to the air. It imediatly gets hard. You take your finger out
of me and rub it over my nipple in circles, making me moan louder.
You reach out and lick it off in small short strokes. "Ohhh Ohh God,
Ohhhhhhh" I can't say anything, just groan and moan. You reach back
down and start to finger me, sliding your first two fingers in and out
of me, your thumb rubbing my clit. I feel myself getting wetter and
wetter, closer and closer to orgasm.
I still have my eyes closed when I feel you stand up and lift
me off your lap. Opening them, I see you smiling down at me as you
sit me down on your desk, brushing papers out of the way. I reach up
with one hand and grip your shirt pulling you in for a kiss wile I
slide the other over your chest. Getting to the waistband of your
jeans, I slide the zipper down and tug on the boxers underneath, my
hand brushing your hard dick, causing you to kisses me harder.
Finally I get them down enough to grip you in my hand. I stroke you,
loving the feel of your skin alive in my hand. Running my fingers all
over you, over the head, smearing the drop of precum all over it. All
you can do is groan as I caress you, your hands on my shoulders.
I can't take anymore and wrap my legs around your hips,
pulling both of us closer to the other. Pulling your head to my
breast, I guide you inside me, groaning as you slooowly slide in. I
reach up under your shirt to dig at your back as you start to thrust
in and out. I whimper as you bite my nipple, then lick it, thrusting
in and out. I lock my ankles behind your back and urge you on faster
and faster... knowing I won't last much longer. I don't. I scream,
my nails clawing at you, gripping you tight with my muscles, and cum,
hard. I hold on to you, moaning, as you keep thrusting in and out of
me harder and harder.
When I finally come back to the world of the living, you're
looking down at me, kissing me. I moan and stretch. It dawns on me
that you're still inside me, still hard. You lean down and nibble on
my ear, whispering something. I nod and unlock my legs, fliping over
so that my feet are balanced on the desk drawers and I'm face down.
You flip up my skirt and caress my ass, sliding your hands all over
it. I just groan. You slip a finger inside me, fingering me, then I
feel you guide yourself inside me. You ram inside me, hard and thick,
filling me up as I grip the desk edge to keep from going over. You
thrust in and out, faster and faster, your hands on my shoulder,
massaging them as you grunt and groan. You lean down and kiss the
back of my neck, telling me how hard you are, how hard you're going to
get off, how much you want me, how you love how wet I am, sending
shivers down my spine. "Ohh God, Oh GOD.. ooohhh.. mmm.. ohh
oohhgodd"
I grip the table as you start to cum inside me, thrusting
in and out, fucking me hard, sending me over the edge. I hold onto
the table and scream softly, moaning over and over again, "Fuck me,
fuck me harder, ram into me, all the way" You do, gripping my hips,
then thrust in hard as you can one last time and hold yourself there.
I feel the spurts of your cum inside me, filling me up.
You groan and fall back against me, your arms on my sides,
kissing the back of my neck. You stand up and pull out of me before
helping up from the desk. My legs wobble as I stand, my shirt
unbuttoned, bra undone, skirt up around my hips, hair all messy. You
bend down and kiss me, holding me tight to you. You help me clean
myself up before sending me on my way, your eyes telling me about what
we'll do when you get home tonight.
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