1. Putting in the Overtime - Part One


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: henrygatewood, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    the slick contours of her labia until I could close my lips around her clitoris. She gave a loud moan as I took her little nub gently into my mouth, and sucked. “Oh god... oh god...” she panted. My tongue licked and lapped and stroked and circled. “I'm gonna cum... oh god oh god... I'm...” Her pussy gushed with additional wetness as she came, her vagina seeming to kiss the tip of my nose as it pulsed. I carried on circling my clit until the last jerk of her body subsided. I drew back and sat on my heels, looking up at her, smiling, as she got her breath back. “Ha!” she breathed. “I needed that.” She slipped off her high-heels and let them clatter to the floor, then turned and sprang down off the desk as I stood up. She stared down at my boxer shorts bulging out of the hole in my trousers, desire in her eyes. She knelt down in front of me, gripped my bum tightly with one hand and with the other tore open the fly of my underwear. Tiny buttons pinged off across the room, unheeded, and my cock leapt out gratefully into the musky air of the room. “Bloody hell,” she said, after some moments. “Is that all yours, or do you time-share?” I grinned. On the scale of enormity my penis lies towards the smaller extent of the region labelled “porn star” - that is to say most appreciably longer and thicker than the average, but not frighteningly so. I gasped as she took it eagerly into her mouth and moved wetly up and down. She reached a hand into my ruined underwear and gently squeezed my ...
    balls as she sucked me. I gave a long, wordless moan, and felt the first stirrings of an embarrassing early orgasm. She fucked me slowly with her mouth, running long, teasing wet caresses up and down my dick. Taking me deep inside and sucking, and withdrawing until only the very tip was held between her tightly-pursed lips. When I was only seconds from filling her mouth with spunk she stopped and drew back. “Let's fuck on TB's desk,” she suggested, with a breathless grin. I nodded, mute. Anything at all would have been perfectly fine by me right then. TB was the only person who had his own office, unless you included his PA Hailey, who occupied the soulless “Waiting Room” in between his office and the rest of us. She was the gatekeeper to TB's ivory tower, and was also his niece. I followed Vanessa into the Waiting Room, and she switched on the light. Her skirt was still ridden up to her waist, and I was hypnotised by the broken thong swinging like a pendulum below her beautiful naked arse. “Locked!” she said, as she rattled the handle of TB's office door. “Damn.” I looked around. The Waiting Room wasn't large, and there wasn't much in it besides a couple of armless chairs, a wilted plastic fern and an absurdly over-sized desk. The gleaming mahogany expanse held only a couple of fashion magazines, a pink laptop and a smartphone. Suddenly Vanessa's arms were around me, her lips pressing against mine. Our tongues touched and our mouths mingled the flavours of cunt and cock. We ...
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