1. Office Sex with an Executive Asssitant


    Date: 4/8/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 22, Source: LushStories

    I make no promises,” I replied. Yvonne dropped her bikini top. Her nipples were high and hard, set against her dark areolas. She gave each one a pinch between a fore-finger and her thumb. “They appear to be excited,” she remarked as she toyed with her nipples. She stood and walked over to where I was seated. She looked down at my crotch. “Looks like they are not the only thing showing a little excitement,” Yvonne remarked, noting the tent that had formed in my lap towel. I parted the towel. There was no use trying to hide the obvious. “You’re a boxers man,” Yvonne commented, taking note of my underwear type. “I like boxers,” she added, bending forward, her boobs swinging right in front of me, as she placed her hands on to my upper thighs. She slid her hand under the hem of my shorts and reached for the growing prize. She never stopped looking me in the face as she closed in for the kill. Our lips met again, this time in a more slow and deliberate kiss, which only heightened my state of excitement. Yvonne dropped to her knees and pulled my swollen cock from the confines of my boxer shorts. She applied a light kiss to the tip end of my manhood and cupped my balls in her hand. Then, she slowly licked the entire length of my shaft, before slipping it into her mouth. My head was spinning as she pushed her mouth all the way to the base of my cock. She looked up at me as I looked down at her. She proceeded to do this several times over, ...
    gently squeezing the base of my cock with each succeeding thrust into her oral cavity. I could feel things building up for a quick crescendo. I think, Yvonne could sense it, because she stood up and turned her back towards me. She bent over and slowly removed her bikini bottoms, giving me a great glimpse of her shaven pussy. My head was really spinning at this point. I knew I couldn't stand up. I placed my hands on either side of Yvonne’s firm hips and pulled her back on to my hard hot rod. She reached back between her legs and slowly guided me into place as she settled back on to my lap. I was in her and she was riding me like there would be no tomorrow. I couldn't hold back and filled her with my semen. She shook as I shot my load, experiencing the first of many orgasms. The base of her hands rested on my knees as she worked it, back and forth. I guess I must have blacked out a second time, because I woke up naked, on the floor outside the dry sauna. Yvonne was sitting nearby, her legs outstretched and smile on her face. She had a towel wrapped tightly around her body. I looked in her direction. “Welcome back.” “What happened?” “You passed out.” I kind of figured as much. “Next time silly, don’t get in the sauna if you have been drinking.” I called in stupid the next business day. Yvonne didn’t say anything. It was a Friday. That night, she texted me a naughty photo and an apology, saying she was drunk. “Avoid the sauna,” I replied.
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