- Tue Jul 17, 2018 5:31 am
#105494
My husband and I have a very healthy sexual appetite and as such we can't always wait till we are at home to fuck. Besides, we like to fuck in a lot of different places. Our first time ever was in public on a beautiful riverbank, concealed only by some shady trees, but that's another story...
One afternoon I was finishing up some work when my husband appeared at my office door, with a grin I know all too well. He knows I never wear underwear because 1) I like to be ready and accessible to be fucked at any given time, and 2) I love being able to smell the scent of our cum when I crouch down to pick things up. He instructed me to bend over and show him my arse and pussy. We had fucked that morning so I had a delicious accumulation of creamy cum to display.
He stood in the doorway and watched me obey him.
I work in a shared office space and my colleagues come and go at various times, so when he made a move toward me I became both nervous and aroused. I could feel my pussy start to drip with anticipation. He shut the door behind him and came and stood behind me. Kissing my neck and running his hands up my naked thighs, his fingers found their way in between my legs. He knows I love to have my soft pussy lips stroked slowly before parting them slightly to reveal a very swollen and hard clit. He circled my clit with his fingers, using our cum as lube and began to rub harder and faster. He kept rubbing until I was close to cumming but stopped just before. He know my body so well.
I turned to face him with a fear in my eyes that we could get caught. He whispered in my ear, your cunt is mine and if I want it, I will have it. He knows this is music to my ears- so I sat back on my desk and opened my thighs wide to reveal the pussy he loves so much. My high heels hooked into my colleagues desk for support and I lay back on my desk. Waiting. Waiting for that sweet moment when my love gets his mouth on me. He kissed my inner thighs before making his way to my pussy, inhaling our intoxicating scent. Using his fingers to part my lips, his tongue hungrily found its way to my fuckhole and he inserted it inside me, making me cry out with pleasure. Next he made his way down to my rosebud arsehole and circled it, and with one long slow deep lick he was back on my clit. My husband is incredibly talented at eating pussy, and I have seen him in action on other girls (also another story) and he is heavenly. He sucked on my hood and then pressed hard on my clit, small circles building to flicking and lapping and drinking all my juices. He slid two fingers inside me and started stroking my front wall-to-wall knowing it drives me wild. I knew someone could walk in at any time but I didn't care. I wanted to cum. I needed it.
He worked my clit and fuckhole harder, and my hips started to roll and grind into his face as I got closer to exploding all over his face. I'm not a squirter but I gush....He knew the one thing that was going to tip me over the edge was when he reached up and released my big creamy tits from my bra, pulling them out so my erect nipples were on show. He used his fingers to rub and flick them whole he was going down on me, which sent me into a frenzied orgasm. I exploded on his face and he was forced to wear a face full of my cum.
Now that my cunt was primed for him he flipped me over on my desk, kicked my legs apart so I was spread wide and then he leaned over me, again whispering in my ear that he was going to take what was his. He knows I like name calling so as he slipped into my soaking pink flesh, he started asking me questions. "You like being fucked where anyone could see you, you dirty slut?" And "are you going to make me cum hard cunt?"
I could feel my pussy contract around his rock hard cock as he said this and this spurred him on to fuck me harder. Knowing the cleaners would be coming past anytime soon he thrust harder and faster, filling the aching need of my cunt to be fucked and filled. I couldn't keep quiet and had to let out small quiet moans as he hit my sweet spot every time.
He grabbed hold of my hair, pulling my head back and grabbing one breast with his free hand. He poured his sweet cum into me and released my hair.
We could hear some movement just outside the door so made a quick scramble to straighten up our clothes and act like nothing had happened. I straightened my skirt and buttoned my shirt, opening the door to see who was there. The cleaners had made a start in the room outside and we bid them good evening as we walked out to the car park. I don't think they noticed the river of cum running down my legs as I walked past.
One afternoon I was finishing up some work when my husband appeared at my office door, with a grin I know all too well. He knows I never wear underwear because 1) I like to be ready and accessible to be fucked at any given time, and 2) I love being able to smell the scent of our cum when I crouch down to pick things up. He instructed me to bend over and show him my arse and pussy. We had fucked that morning so I had a delicious accumulation of creamy cum to display.
He stood in the doorway and watched me obey him.
I work in a shared office space and my colleagues come and go at various times, so when he made a move toward me I became both nervous and aroused. I could feel my pussy start to drip with anticipation. He shut the door behind him and came and stood behind me. Kissing my neck and running his hands up my naked thighs, his fingers found their way in between my legs. He knows I love to have my soft pussy lips stroked slowly before parting them slightly to reveal a very swollen and hard clit. He circled my clit with his fingers, using our cum as lube and began to rub harder and faster. He kept rubbing until I was close to cumming but stopped just before. He know my body so well.
I turned to face him with a fear in my eyes that we could get caught. He whispered in my ear, your cunt is mine and if I want it, I will have it. He knows this is music to my ears- so I sat back on my desk and opened my thighs wide to reveal the pussy he loves so much. My high heels hooked into my colleagues desk for support and I lay back on my desk. Waiting. Waiting for that sweet moment when my love gets his mouth on me. He kissed my inner thighs before making his way to my pussy, inhaling our intoxicating scent. Using his fingers to part my lips, his tongue hungrily found its way to my fuckhole and he inserted it inside me, making me cry out with pleasure. Next he made his way down to my rosebud arsehole and circled it, and with one long slow deep lick he was back on my clit. My husband is incredibly talented at eating pussy, and I have seen him in action on other girls (also another story) and he is heavenly. He sucked on my hood and then pressed hard on my clit, small circles building to flicking and lapping and drinking all my juices. He slid two fingers inside me and started stroking my front wall-to-wall knowing it drives me wild. I knew someone could walk in at any time but I didn't care. I wanted to cum. I needed it.
He worked my clit and fuckhole harder, and my hips started to roll and grind into his face as I got closer to exploding all over his face. I'm not a squirter but I gush....He knew the one thing that was going to tip me over the edge was when he reached up and released my big creamy tits from my bra, pulling them out so my erect nipples were on show. He used his fingers to rub and flick them whole he was going down on me, which sent me into a frenzied orgasm. I exploded on his face and he was forced to wear a face full of my cum.
Now that my cunt was primed for him he flipped me over on my desk, kicked my legs apart so I was spread wide and then he leaned over me, again whispering in my ear that he was going to take what was his. He knows I like name calling so as he slipped into my soaking pink flesh, he started asking me questions. "You like being fucked where anyone could see you, you dirty slut?" And "are you going to make me cum hard cunt?"
I could feel my pussy contract around his rock hard cock as he said this and this spurred him on to fuck me harder. Knowing the cleaners would be coming past anytime soon he thrust harder and faster, filling the aching need of my cunt to be fucked and filled. I couldn't keep quiet and had to let out small quiet moans as he hit my sweet spot every time.
He grabbed hold of my hair, pulling my head back and grabbing one breast with his free hand. He poured his sweet cum into me and released my hair.
We could hear some movement just outside the door so made a quick scramble to straighten up our clothes and act like nothing had happened. I straightened my skirt and buttoned my shirt, opening the door to see who was there. The cleaners had made a start in the room outside and we bid them good evening as we walked out to the car park. I don't think they noticed the river of cum running down my legs as I walked past.
- By johnforbes