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Subject: {ASSM} My Eros 72
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My Eros 72
By: Richard Knight
Tonight I get a call at home from you at work...
It's quite late in the evening when my phone rings. You're working late
and have been struck by a sudden craving for takeout. You ask me to
come to you as soon as I can get there. I drop everything and grab my
keys on the way out the door. Soon, I am at the building where you
work and you're letting me in past the security station. I give a nod
to the guard and he smirks, returning to what he was doing.
You take me to your office and I note you've already cleared off your
desk. Interesting. I close the door and shut the blinds while you kick
off your shoes and undo your skirt. Before you have time to drop your
skirt to the floor, I'm right there, kissing you, my fingers running
through your styled hair to rub the back of your tender neck. And your
sweet lips kiss me. Your lovely legs brushing mine. Your divine ass
finding its way into my squeezing hands. And your kiss goes on...and
on...and on...
My liquid tongue plays over your lips before sliding against your own.
I give your buns a good firm squeeze and flick your skirt with hooked
thumbs to make them start sliding down your smooth legs on their own as
you grind against me. You're making a soft sound that is driving me
wild and I can practically smell your urgency as I make love to your
mouth with my tongue and while my roving fingers pay homage to your
beautiful body. My hands finding their way over smoulderingly-hot hips
and up your blouse beneath your bra, I take your swollen nipples
between my thumb and forefinger. You feel me lightly pinching and
rolling your nipples while my kissing travels to your delicate throat
along the hollow and to the other side. Your mind spins even as my
fingers and tongue do the same thing where each of them are currently.
You lean back against your desk and delight in the feeling of me
appreciating your body.
You feel the sudden shock of your panty-clad ass coming into contact
with the cold edge of the desk, but then settle against it more firmly
as I press against you and your hands travel to the back of my head,
pressing it more firmly into the areas I'm pleasuring. That soft sound
you make has increased in volume...
My hands work at removing your blouse, then your bra. Meanwhile, you've
worked my shirt off, my black denims hitting the floor atop them.
Somehow amidst all of our frantic kissing and touching, we manage to
make each other fully naked. I take a small step back and look down at
your form, you hear my groan of approval and note by my twitching cock
that I approve whole-heartedly. Your hands clasp at it, trapping it
between your hot palms as my own hands glide down your torso to grind
against your wet slit. We each squeeze and moan. You are such a
fantastic lover. I feel your nipples press into my ribs as I move
closer to you, running my finger up and down your slit softly but
intently. Your knees are quaking a bit as your excitement begins to
simmer. In your disctracted state, you let go of my throbbing cock. I
don't mind, I'm lost in giving you pleasure, tickling and pressing your
love bud on each upward stroke of my soft fingertips. My other hand
supports you across the small of your back as I lower you down into
your office chair.
Once I have you safely seated, I really go to work! I begin fingering
you even more passionately as my tongue slurps across your delicious
breasts. Your nipples sliding across my tongue as my fingers enter your
sweet heat, slick movement up across your throbbing clit then down & in
as your sighs get louder and your body jumps against me. My mouth sucks
hard on your nipples as you shudder and have your first orgasm of the
evening. I feel you cumming as you sigh my name, and I smile...
I withdraw so I can hold you and feel your heart race as I softly kiss
your ear and breathe my words of softness into your ear. Moments pass,
turning into minutes until your pulse has slowed a bit. Your eyes are
closed, but you are smiling contentedly. But are you satisfied yet?
Hmmm, I wonder...
I kiss your ear. I kiss your neck. I kiss your shoulder. I kiss down
across your breasts, your ribs, your torso. Now I can smell your
excitement and my mouth waters for craving a taste of you. My hands
slip across the sweat on your chest and my hands manipulate your breasts
in broad, massaging squeezes. My tongue finds its way down to your slit
and keeps flicking up and down, left and right, in and out, then up
across your throbbing clit. I moan as I taste you and I press more
firmly, my tongue penetrating you in a way that makes you want to slide
all the way down the chair to be in my mouth. I rest my knees on the
chair legs for leverage and begin earnestly lapping at you, pressing
myself harder against you, my hands working more firmly on your
beautiful breasts. Your back arches and you're cumming hard, cumming
loudly, cumming oh so good...
But this time it is a hungry orgasm, pushing that passion switch deep
within yourself that brings on the craving for MORE!
You push me back with shaking hands, and move to lay forwards across
your desk. I come up from behind you and press my hardness deep into
your juicy entrance. With every thrust you lunge forward from the
impact, only your bare toes being able to touch the floor. And each
time your full foot touches the floor, you try to crouch back a little
to emphasize my thrust's effectiveness. You hear the wet sounds of me
sliding through your juices, of the sweat on your firm buns smacking
into my groin. Pumping you. Pumping into you. Pressing you on to
what promises to be another fantastic orgasm. Oh but you are so lovely
to me and everything you do is a delight to me. Deep. Fast. Deeper.
Faster. You're crying out so loudly now in pleasure. Your hands keep
you from crashing forward onto the desk each time I re-enter you. My
hands sliding up and down your sweat-slicked back, then finally
grasping your breasts again. Oh how I love your breasts so much.
Pounding into you, getting light-headed in my own pleasure. You feel
so good to me, so tight as I plunge within you.
My cock is twitching harder, throbbing inside your tight wetness. Pump.
Pump. Pump. Wow, you are so fantastic, I need to cum for you, need to
show you how great you are making me feel.
You sense my thoughts once again. The thought turning you on so much
that you start to cum again. Your whole body locks up, tensing head to
toe, inside and out, my cock feeling like it's trapped within your tight
slit. My cock is indeed trapped within your spasming, cumming,
womanhood and my last two thrusts seem more like attempted withdrawls.
Then I swell to the bursting point and flood your already-juicy slit
with a cascade of cum. Wave after wave of my love pours within you as
we make each other cum ever so hard. Ohhhhhhh!
Your name spills over my lips again and again in an endless loop of my
pleasure and the appreciation to the one bringing me that pleasure. The
throbbing is lessening within you now, but I hold still, rather I press
forward against you, pressing your torso down on the desk into my
hugging arms. I continue to hold you softly, my sweat drips down your
spine as my breath cools your shoulders. You nearly passed out again
that time. I kiss between your shoulders tenderly. You are so
sweet...please do call me again next time you need a stress-reliever
at work. Take care, Lover...
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