AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He grabs my hand, smirking. “No. Not yet. You’ll get it when I give it to you.”
I moan. Ask him how he plans on giving it to me. He tells me bent over my desk, plunging into my pussy. And then, without another word, he is back to sucking my nipples into his mouth, mouth and tongue working in sync, softly suckling. He nips each one over my bra with his teeth, tugging and teasing, sending shockwaves through my body. Each time he releases a nipple, I twist to arch my other breast to him, into his wet, greedy mouth. He pinches both nipples. Hard.
“Yes, yes, yes…ooh, yes.”
His lips and tongue travel lightly down my body, leaving wet trails of heated bliss over my skin, leaving my nipples aching and wet—and me already on the verge of a powerful climax.
When he reaches my navel, he pauses, blows into it, then circles it with flicks of his tongue, then kisses
it before straightening his body and pulling me off my desk. He stops me from unfastening my skirt. He wants to do it. And I let him unzip it, then let him slide it over my hips. When it falls around my ankles, I kick it out of the way. Nothing is said. The hungry look in his eyes, tells it all. He wants to devour me. And he knows I want him to.
Everything is happening fast. No. Slow. Then fast. Files and documents are swiped off my desk, and then I am being hoisted back on it, leaning back, my legs wide open and Charles’ face is between my thighs. Right where I want it to be, kissing and sucking my pussy over my drenched panties.
It doesn’t take long before he is pulling my panties to the side, parting my swollen folds with his fingers, and eagerly lapping at my plump clit, then tonguing my dewy slit.
His eyes flicker up at me. “You like that,” he rasps.
“Oh, God,” I moan. “Yes.”
Charles sucks me back into his mouth, soaking his tongue inside my juices. I cry out. And come. And then he is yanking me off my desk, spinning me around, yanking my panties down, then bending me over my desk, wedging himself between my legs.
“I’ma fuck the shit out you,” he growls, undoing his belt, then dropping his pants and underwear.
I wiggle my ass, bracing myself with my hands spread out on my desk. His dick bobs between my ass cheeks. “Yeah, daddy. Fuck me,” I say, glancing over my shoulder at him as he rips open a condom with his teeth, then rolls the thin sheath onto his rock-hard dick.
Then his strong hands are cupping my ass, kneading over tingling flesh. Parting, spreading; his dick probing at my opening until he sinks himself in, pausing himself while I stretch around his width. Mmm. Heat spreads through me.
“Uhh…oooh…aaah…yes…”
And then Charles is fucking into me, going as deep as his body and length will allow, his hips smacking against my ass.
“Aaah, shiit. Sexy ass. Fuck. Mmm. Nothing like fucking married pussy.”
“Yeah, take my husband’s pussy, baby. Take it. Mmmm…pound it, daddy. Oooh, pound it, pound it, pound it!”
“You wanna leave that nigga for this thick dick…?”
He begins pumping into me hard and as fast as I beg for it. “Yes…mmm…I mean…no…oooh…yes, yes, yesssss…”
“Is his dick bigger than mine?”
“Uhh, yes, yes…”
“Oh, that nigga gotta big dick, huh?”
“Yes, yes…God, yes! Oooh, yesssss…”
“But I bet he ain’t hitting that shit like this, huh?”
He thrusts again. Hard. Each thrust is more powerful than the one before it. Each deliberate push takes my breath, and causes my pussy to cry out for mercy.
I grind my teeth together. Grunt and groan and moan and whimper.
“Is that motherfucker’s dick better than mine?”
“N-no, no,” I croak out breathlessly, panting and bracing myself up against the desk. “Yours is so much better, baby. Uhh…oooh…aaaah…”
“Yeah, I knew that corny-ass nigga wasn’t hitting this shit right.” He grunts, running his thick fingers through my short hair and clenching the skin at the back of my neck. “Tell that nigga to get his dick stroke up.”
