A Steamy Affair Unfolds

OPENING NEW DOORS

"You reported a problem with your terminal?"
I looked up from my paperwork, and my heart stopped. Lord, Lord, how could
they send a man who looked like that to a woman's private office? He was long
and lean, with hips made to swivel as he pumped a woman's pussy. My panties dug
into my cunt as I uncrossed my legs and stood up.
"Yes," I finally thought to say. I glanced at the name tag on his jacket.
"It's over here, David." I showed him my PC and stood over him as he removed the
cover, as though I was curious about what he was doing to the computer's guts.
Actually, I was more concerned about what he was doing to *my* guts. My stomach
fluttered as I deeply but quietly inhaled the natural scent of real man. He
attached some wires to some circuits and looked at the dial on one of his
gadgets. "Is it a major problem?" I asked. *Please say yes!*
"Kind of. I can probably fix it here, but it may take a while," he
answered without looking up.
*Thank you! Thank you!*
He started to turn his head back and up to look at me as he said, "But if
you're busy, I can take it back to the shop and..." He stopped, staring at my
thighs.
I looked down and turned a dozen shades of red. I had unconsciously been
massaging my pussy through my skirt. The front had wrinkled and pulled up to
reveal the tops of my stockings and a glimpse of trim creamy thigh. "N-no," I
stammered. "Please stay." I kept looking down into his green eyes as I reached
for the intercom. "Stephanie, things are going to take a bit longer in here than
I expected. So you may as well go to lunch early today. And leave the phone off
the hook."
"Yes, Ms. Hodgkins," answered the voice over the intercom.
*Why not?* I thought as I inched my skirt higher. After all, this stud
wasn't from the company, he was from the place that leases our computers to us.
So he wouldn't be spreading rumors downstairs about how he had nailed the boss's
daughter.
I grabbed his head as he buried his face in my crotch and sucked my juices
through the light fabric of my panties. In the meantime, I stripped off my
blazer and blouse. David held on to the hem of my skirt as I tried to pull it up
and over my head. He followed it up, planting soft kisses on my tight stomach,
on the insides of my larger-than-average breasts, the hollow of my throat, and
finally on my lips. I sucked on his tongue as I tossed the skirt to the floor
and he unhooked my bra. He massaged my tits with his masterful hands as he
slowly worked his way back down my upper body. He kissed my mounds all over,
tracing the faint red marks left by the lace of my bra. He took a hard nipple in
his mouth, scraping the edges of the areola as he took the bud between his teeth
and nibbled lightly. Tremors ran down my spine all the way to my pussy.
David began moving down my body again. He licked around the inside of my
belly button, making me giggle. He took the elastic band of my garter belt
between his teeth and snapped it against my abdomen. The brief shock of the
playfully slight sting served to arouse me even more. This man was fucking
incredible!
He pulled my soaked panties down my thighs, following them with his lips.
He licked the crevice where my thighs meet my pelvis before he zeroed in on my
quivering pussy. I couldn't stand it! He had been kissing and caressing me
forever, and I wanted to cum! "Please," I begged. "Please. My pussy."
David smiled up at me. He dove into my dark auburn bush. He gave my labia
a few luxurious licks before he thrust his tongue deep into my pussy and fucked
it in and out for a few dozen rapid strokes. He tapped my clitoris with the tip
of his tongue, and I gasped. Then he took my clit between his lips and sucked.
Hard. And as he sucked, the tip of his tongue rapidly flicked my button, as soft
as a butterfly's wings and then as hard as a tiny jackhammer. I didn't just have
an orgasm; I CAME!
I collapsed into my chair. I'm sure David lost contact with my cunt, but
it sure as hell didn't feel like it as the last waves of my climax radiated out
from my clitoris to the rest of my body. When I opened my eyes, David was
shirtless. His well-formed chest was virtually hairless, with only a few blonde
wisps on his sternum. I had fully recovered from my climax and went straight for
his large bulge. I unfastened his slacks and yanked them down without unzipping
them. When his massive cock sprang up and bounced around, it made me giggle
because it reminded me of a jack-in-the-box I had when I was a little girl.
Brother, I couldn't wait to get *this* jack in *my* box!
I grasped his thick cock in one hand and bounced his hefty balls in the
other. I found his prick fascinating. It was absolutely beautiful: the head
almost purple and throbbing visibly, the small flap of crinkly scar tissue from
his circumcision, the perfect straightness of the shaft, the wonderful blues and
reds of the blood vessels. No work of art from any century could ever compare
with this penis. Even if I never saw David again, I knew I would always be in
love with his cock.
"Take it in your mouth," David whispered to me.
At that moment I wanted nothing more, but I also wanted a little revenge
for the way he had teased me. "What?" I asked in a small, innocent-sounding
voice.
"Please put it in your mouth." He gasped this time. His fingers twitched
and I knew he would masturbate for me if I asked him, he was so desperate to
shoot his seed.
"I don't know if I can, sweetheart. It's so long and thick. Look, I can't
even get my hand all the way around it." Even with my hand fully stretched,
there was still a small gap between the thumb and middle finger.
"Lick it then. Stroke it. Please, I need to cum."
"Okay, I'll try," I said with a false note of hesitation in my voice.
I leaned forward and licked the drop of fluid leaking from the tip. I ran
my tongue around the rim of the head and then traced it down the twitching
muscle along the underside. I ran my tongue down the center of his scrotum,
between the balls. I took each ball in my mouth in turn and gently nursed on it,
slowly stroking his prick all the while. His breathing became heavy, and I
worked my mouth all the way back up the shaft in an unending sloppy kiss. When I
reached the head, I let the very tip enter my mouth. He was staring into my eyes,
pleading. I winked at him and took half the length into my mouth. The tip
reached the back of my throat and I fought the gag reflex, opened my throat, and
swallowed him all the way to the root.
David doubled over with a tremendous groan and held my face in his pubic
hair. I pulled his hands away and quickly backed away from his cock. Then I
swallowed it again in one smooth motion. I fucked my mouth over his cock several
more times, then let it slip entirely from my mouth. I lapped my saliva off his
shaft, then swallowed it again. David started fucking my mouth, and soon he was
coming. I moved my head back until only the head of his cock was in my mouth so
I could savor the taste of his cum. It was warm and salty, very thick and
somewhat sweet. I could tell he didn't smoke or drink from the flavor of his
semen. Three of my previous lovers had been smokers and drinkers and I could
always somehow taste the alcohol and tobacco in their jism. But David tasted
clean and healthy. And he came a lot. I swallowed spurt after spurt of that
delicious stuff, and when he started to dribble, I sucked out the dregs of cum
and swallowed it all.
David leaned down and kissed me deeply. "Let's move over to the sofa," he
said. He picked me up and carried me across the room to the large couch that
comes in every executive's office. He laid me down and knelt beside me to lick
my pussy some more. I told him to get up there with me so we could 69. Soon I
was hot and horny and he was stiff as a board. He twisted around and placed the
tip of his cock at the entrance of my pussy, stroking it up and down between my
lips, caressing my clit with it. Then, without warning, he shoved it inside me.
I had had bigger objects in my pussy. Actually, two ÄÄ one was my dildo
and the other was a large cucumber. But David wasn't just big, he really knew
how to use his instrument. He made side-to-side and up-and-down motions as he
thrust inside me, so that his cock created unequal pressures on the different
walls of my pussy. He fucked me slowly and then rapidly, then slowly again,
pushing to the brink of climax but never quite over. I had small orgasms, but
never a single huge one like the first. But those petite ones numbered in the
dozens as he fucked me for over an hour. I was exhausted but exhilarated as I
squeezed my pussy muscles around his cock and tickled his balls with my
fingernails, trying to make it as good for him as it was for me.
Toward

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