1. Kiss My Ass (On New Year’s Eve)


    Date: 5/17/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    twitched upwards. Her voice dropped an octave. “You think so?” Her hand suddenly gripped my chin quite hard and made me stand on toes, giving me no option but to look directly at her. Behind her eyes, something intense flickered that I couldn’t grasp, but that something made my heart try to burst free from my chest. I started to tremble, damning my loud mouth. But then she leaned in again, ever so slowly. Was she going to kiss me? My breath hitched and my lips parted on their own volition. Her short, hard breathes filled my mouth, and that little buzz between my thighs turned into flaming heat. She giggled. “You think I’m too prude to allow a little uppity bitch do what she’s born to do?” She let go of my chin, only to reach downwards without the slightest hint of hesitation and stick her hand inside my skirt. My breathing stopped. Then, when her fingers slipped inside my panties, my body shook and I failed to reign in my moan. Helen chuckled while her fingers shamelessly delved through my folds and found only wetness. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed all your leering stares.” She moved her fingers in a circle, and my hips had no chance but to join the dance. “I bet you’ve toyed with your drippy snatch time and time while you thought of me, you little pervert, haven’t you?” I tried not to answer, really, But then she found my nub and coaxed it from its sheath, and I was lost. Sparkles exploded in my loins, and I admitted my defeat. “Yes!” I gasped, burning up with shame and ...
    gyrating my hips. “Every single night.” Her hand retreated and left me full of want. Why did she have to look so pretty with that evil smirk playing over her lips? “Then owe up to your words, my little slut!” A shiver of desire raced up my spine. With a swipe of her hand and two graceful shrugs, her dress slid down her body to the floor. The flowery, lacy black undergarments screamed expensiveness but were no less than what her beauty deserved. On wobbly legs, I stepped around her, following her gesture, and then I sank onto my knees. Her four inch heels made her legs seem endless, and her butt stood out in front of me bubbly-tight and good enough to eat. I couldn’t hear a single sound with all the blood rushing in my ears. Somewhere in between, she had dropped the folder. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulled gently down, full of awe and worship at the softness of her skin. She reached back, and pretty hands with nails in shiny, gleaming, yummy red parted her cheeks. Shamelessly, she exposed her pinkish pucker, that lovely and forbidden rose I had imagined in my sleepless, randy nights. The first touch of my tongue was tentative. The scent of flowery body lotion wafted first into my senses, followed by the sweet and salty taste of sweat. Then came a slightly heady, intimate aroma that seemed to reach directly into my core. Small ridges of her ring of muscle bumped against my tongue, and in a daring move I swirled it all around. Her gasp of pleasure ...
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