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Office TrystIt was a rare night indeed for me. My husband was chaperoning our daughters Girl Scout camping trip, my mother who lived next door was spending the weekend on the coast. When I found out Thursday night I would have the whole house to myself until Saturday afternoon my first thought was what would I do with this new found free time, my second thought was that I should do him. Early Friday morning I shot him a semi-serious email about me having the house to myself and how he should be here with me helping me “occupy my time”. My throat clenched when his reply said he could be here by 10am. As fate would have it, it was a rare night for him as well with his wife taking their c***dren out of state for the weekend. The thought of him alone in my house sent shivers of excitement through my body, my nipples hardened at the very thought. He’d never been here before, in fact we’ve never spent more than an hour or so stolen somewhere out of sight. During those stolen moments it was just him and I – feeling like horny teenagers again. I sent him the easy directions to my place and impatiently awaited his 10 am arrival time. As I waited I quickly tidied the house, and checked my appearance. He liked it when I reigned in my long hair and wore it neatly confined so I quickly twisted my brown locks and fastened them neatly at the back of my head. No sooner had I done that then the sound of his car coming up the driveway met my ears. I met him at the front door. He was really here. It was strange to see him in my environment but only for a moment. “Come in” I said and threw the door open wide. “This is a nice place.” He said admiring the secluded location far off the main road – no neighbors in site. “Thank you.” I replied. We paused for a moment and our eyes met. “I’m glad you’re here.” I said and took a step towards him. Instinctively his long frame leaned down and his arms enveloped me, pressing me against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck, even this simple gesture caused my pussy to moisten. I buried my face into his neck. I basked in his natural earthy scent, it was an elixir to me, so familiar and erotic – I was intoxicated by him already. I felt his hands trail down my back, to my waist, he caressed me softly. My lips were mere inches from that delightful bulge in his throat, his Adam’s apple, my weakness. Before I knew what I was doing it was in my mouth. Small, firm yet soft, and oh so warm. I licked it softly, teasingly. He reciprocated by dancing his lips on the exposed skin of my shoulders afyon escort and neck, the hair on his face delightfully abrasive against my sensitive skin. Without leaving each other our mouths locked. Slowly, tenderly at first. It took only a moment before our tongues collided in a warm slippery dance of sparring and swirling against one another. My breath came in slow shallow gasps. I pressed against him harder, my hands roaming his torso, his shoulders, his arms. His physique was amazing. So lean, yet strong. I could feel his definition even through the shirt he wore. His body was so sculpted and for one night it was all mine. The thought sent a wave of excitement through my body and the wetness between my legs had turned into a river of desire. “Show me the bedroom.” He said his mouth leaving mine. Breathless we parted. I needed a moment, my head still swooning. I took his hand, laced his fingers through mine and led him silently through the rooms of my house until at last we stood beside the bed. The room was basked in golden light coming in through the bronze curtains, sandalwood incense burned beside the bed, giving the room an exotic, dreamlike atmosphere. He immediately spotted the brown box on the floor near the head board. “My toy box.” I said coyly. Then he shot me that look, his patented one eye brow lift, smirk that said “Really? tell me more.” Without speaking a word. He sat on the edge of the bed and drew me to him. Again our mouths locked. I began to unbutton his shirt, first one cuff, then the other, then the line of buttons from his neck to his navel. I moaned as his hands reached up and quickly found the zipper to my dress. In one fluid motion the dress was unzipped and on the floor. I peeled his shirt off. Only a thin t-shirt stood between my palms and his flesh. As I reached back to remove my bra he smoothly pulled his t-shirt over his head and was suddenly before me, exposed from the waist up. I drank in his body with my eyes. Studying every inch of him, every part that I had never had the pleasure of seeing before. My body responded with its usual surge of pussy juice and head swooning. Instinctively I reached down and unfastened his belt. I could see his erection pressing against the smooth fabric of his trousers. I ran my hand along its shaft. He made a slight gasp. He liked that. I rubbed it again, harder this time, stroking him faster through his pants. His cock shifted in the confines of its fabric. I tugged gently and undid the button quickly followed by the zipper. escort afyon He stood before me and I slid his pants down, making sure to gently remove his cock before yanking them to the floor, he kicked them off. We stood naked before each other. Our eyes drinking in one another’s body. Never had we seen each other this raw and exposed, it was beyond thrilling, beyond erotic. “Show me how you use your favorite toy.” He whispered as his lips danced on my ear, his tongue gently licking the lobe. His voice so close to my ear was nothing but a whisper, his request sent lightning bolts of pleasure to my nipples which had turned to stone the moment he touched me. He had always wanted to see me do that. It was his constant request, I acquiesced with pleasure. I removed the small silver vibrator from the toy box, it had recently become my secret weapon when I needed to unleash the passion he built between my legs on a daily basis. We sat down on the bed side by side. My heart raced, my inhibitions gone. Together we lay back amongst the pile of assorted pillows. I switched the silver bullet on, a slow steady vibration. His mouth instantly sought my right nipple as I slipped the vibrator between my legs. He had positioned himself so he could watch me use the bullet while he simultaneously sucked and twisted my nipple. I brushed my clit with the buzzing egg shaped tool. I knew exactly what spot I wanted to pleasure, applying just the right amount of pressure I made small circles on my clit with the bullet. It would take mere seconds for me to come this way combined with the intensity of him sucking and licking my nipple rhythmically. I moaned my breath quickened. I whispered his name. It flowed freely from my lips. It always had. I began to feel the familiar wave of passion sweep over my pussy. As if on cue he deftly reached down and slipped a finger inside my sopping pussy. My back arched, my legs trembled as I came in his hand, his finger deep inside me feeling my pussy as it milked his fingers, throbbing, clenching. My breath was a ragged gasp. “Come again.” He said, his mouth on mine. Before the throws of my first orgasm had passed the sound of his voice, his fingers inside me, I did as he wished. My left arm gripped his shoulder digging clenching as I came a second time, more intensely than before. I called his name, I moaned, I might have screamed I could not be sure. His mouth was covering mine, his tongue exploring me. I couldn’t breathe. I pulled away and his lips found my left nipple. He sucked, more afyon escort bayan passionately than before. I pulled the silver egg from my clit. There was only more thing I needed. I needed to feel his cock filling me. Stretching me, sliding in and out. “Fuck me.” I heard myself whisper as I tossed the bullet to the floor. He looked at me for a moment, our eyes locked. “Fuck me! I said.” Before I knew what he had done I was lying face down on my bed. I could feel him behind me on his knees, hauling my waist to his. He pushed my head down, I reached up and freed my hair, it fell loosely down my back and neck. He slid his thumb deep into my pussy exploring me torturing me. I felt his cock then pressing between my lips. Sliding up and down against my clit. I enjoyed his playfulness. Suddenly I felt him, slowly, the tip of his cock steadily entering me, he stopped, he pulled it out as slowly as he had entered. Then he entered again, slowly going just a bit deeper before pulling out again. He was plowing me, teasing me, slowly. The third time he entered me I reached under my stomach, between my legs and his and grabbed his balls ever so gently. He paused only for a moment before filling my pussy in one hard thrust with his enormous cock. I gasped, I panted. He felt gigantic between my legs. My pussy stretched, filled to capacity by him. I stroked his balls playfully as his hips ground against me, the tip of his cock pounding the back of my pussy, I felt him in the pit of my stomach. Somewhere deep inside me I felt another orgasm building, this one caused by the pounding, rubbing of his head against the top of my pussy. His breathing was heavy now. He clenched my buttocks filling both his hands. “Spank me.” I cried, the familiar throbbing building deep within me. He obliged with a quick solid smack, first on my left cheek then my right. He pumped harder, his cock was steel inside me. He was close, his fingers clenched squeezing my flesh. “Spank me again!” I pleaded on the cusp of perhaps the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced. I feel his balls tighten in my hands, they pulsed, he moaned “Oh God!” His breath ragged, shallow. He slapped me. Hard. Hearing his orgasm I let myself go, my pussy throbbed, his cock throbbed. I moan, I panted his name again and again as wave after wave of pleasure scorched through my pussy. He went still behind me, spent. I heard him gather his breath. I felt his semi hard cock slip from between my legs. I collapsed face down. He’s soon on his back beside me. Hands across his chest. He regained his breath. My mouth is parched, his must be to. “I’ll get some water.” I say and roll out of the bed. I’ve only ever said that to him in my imagination and fantasies, I never thought I would say it to him face to face.

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