No one knew that I am wild beneath my prim exterior. At the age of 30 I was very sucessful in my career. But in my love life I failed – I never had boyfriends.
I met A at work. He . He was young and energetic.
He was a hot.
I know that A had many girlfriends. I know too he hated me for being so ‘proper’. However I noticed him staring at me a few times. I dont know why but he made me excited. I tried to ignore his stares but as days pass by, I found him deliberately brushing against me in the elevator, sitting next to me in meetings, standing close to me in my office… he seemed to be everywhere. A kept a straight face though. I was confused and forced myself to forget him.
One evening I was working late. I heard a knock on my door and the next thing I saw… it was A … his chest was bare and he was sweating …his shorts were clinging to his crotch…he was holding a badminton raquet…and he invited me for a match…. I told him I dont play games.
All I remembered was that he said it was time for him to teach me a private game. A walked to me and my tensed body just melt when he pulled me close. I was actually wanting this to happen and curled to his young body eagerly. He was greedy and mauled my huge breasts till they swelled up to fill his palms. He pulled off my blouse then the transparent bra and his eyes almost popped out at the sight of my creamy globes. He stared at me as he kneaded those, watched me gasped and kissed my mouth till I felt sore.
One palm slid down and found my panty. He stroked. I must have moaned Oh my God over and over. He laughed feeling me wet through the lace and ripped the white flimsy triangular piece away.
I was rubbing on his coarse palm when he cupped me upwards.
I arched up to him, not knowing what else would happen.
I tried to move away from his strokes but he did not let go.
Dont deny yourself this pleasure he said. Then he pushed me up to the desk and buried his face in between my legs. I trembled and shook in fear and pleasure, but my body writhed sensously as he explored me with his tongue. I throatily begged stop please please but he was deaf to my pleas. I felt myself creaming and dripping. He was lapping and drinking continously. When he surfaced he said I want fuck your tight pussy. He inserted a finger and I jumped. The pain was obvious. He gave me an odd look and withdrew his forefinger. Then he caress my pussy gently and said I want your cherry.
He carried me to the carpet and again eat my pussy till I was lost in my desire. He teased and twirl my clit… he licked the slit. He suckled the lips. He made me moist, then wet …and it felt good. My creamy body screamed for his, and he rubbed his organ against me. He told me to say the words fuck me. I refused. So he rubbed me again. I gurgled.
He told me say it! Then he rubbed me till I twist my hips helplessly. Only then I cried fuck me please fuck me. He laughed and held back and told me to say I want your cock.
By that time I no longer care…I kept saying I want your cock, please fuck me…over and over. A groaned and he plundered in. Pain was over in s. Pleasure filled my body. He grabbed both breasts and chanted, lovely, lovely…and I found him fucking faster and harder. I held onto his arms as he churned in and out. I couldnt help but to scream as he grew bigger in me. He eroded my insides and brought me to a volcanic climax. A watched as I clamped his cock in orgasmic spasms. Isnt that lovely he asked. I weakly said yes. He pulled out and I saw him erect, thick and angry looking.
I havent finish with you yet, he drawled. That night, A fed me with his cock as he feasted on my purring pussy. Then he
showed me his love for my breasts by fucking them. Again he screwed my sore pussy when he finished with the globes. When I pleaded for him to stop he hammered deeper. He brought me to the desk and slammed in me there. Then it was the sofa. After that by the window. I was helpless and clung to him weakly as my melons bounced with each jolt. He stung my pussy with his throbbing cock like a hornet. I came again and again, blinded by his sexual expertise. As I gasped for air he roared take that you slut and I felt him shooting his load on my thighs.
A has never failed to visit me every day ( and nights) ever since then. He said he hated my formal attire and miss goody two shoes attitude. But he loved the wild side of me when we are alone. The office, our apartments, hotel rooms as well as the beaches are now our playground. I dont know how long this will last coz I dare not ask.
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