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I work as an accountant, no not that kind. The kind that crunches numbers for a living. 3 months of the year are brutal, and my social life vanishes, replaced by long work house and not enough sleep. The other 9 months are busy, but not like that, so I play hard, as often as I can.
Tonight I’m at a networking event, where I meet Bryan. He is handsome, had a large, firm but not muscular build and a tongue that lights my insides up. I didn’t land him as a client but we gravitate towards each other throughout the night. Every time we are both free, we are chatting, sharing jokes, innuendos and outright flirt. As the night draws to a close I take the plunge.
“I have a room booked for the night.” I say to him, eyes slowly travelling down his body then back up. His eyes close slightly, a smirk forming on his lips.
“Perfect. Lead the way, sexy.” He prompts. I turn and start walking out. He follows a few paces behind, and when I turn to look, his eyes are planted firmly on my ass. I lead him to the elevator and press the button for the 6th floor as he gets in after me.
The moment the elevator doors close behind us, he pushes me against the wall and devours my mouth in a primal, animalistic way. All about hunger, need, passion, raw sex. One hand around the back of my neck, the other snaking round my waist pulling me to him. The kiss is deep, passionate, full of want and need. As the elevator stops, he reluctantly pulls away with a slight groan.
“Shit!” I mutter with feeling. All he does is nod and sweeps his arm out for me to lead on.
My steps are faster as I make my way to my room, his just as impatient behind me. It makes me chuckle in my head. I press the key card to the pad and open the door.
Bryan doesn’t wait for me to get inside. He half pushes, half pulls me in, letting the weight of the door close itself. He pushes me down onto the bed, and I make myself comfortable, kicking my heels off.
He stands there, admiring the view. I’m a big girl. Curves in all the right places. Thick thighs, a round belly, and huge boob’s. Not that he can see the full visual under my deep red blouse, knee length pencil skirt and stockings. But he takes me in. Every inch of me. He groans loudly before crawling up the bed to me.
“Fuck, you are amazing.” He tells me.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” I tell him with a wry smile. He shakes his head in amusement, falls onto me, and rolls us over.
My skirt gets in the way so I hike it up, letting me spread my legs over his. I sit up, and peel my top off, revealing the black and red corset underneath.
“Oh fuck me!” he groans before closing his eyes. He opens them slowly, and I can feel the heat in them.
I run my hands over my boob’s, trying to tease him.
And he snaps.
He rolls me back over and pulls the skirt off me, revealing the tiniest thong. He whips it off and quickly undresses himself before climbing up me again.
“Later I’m going to devour that pussy, but I need to feel you first. I love opening a tight pussy up.” He says, the statement posed half as a question.
My eyes roll back in my head. I’m so wet already, and I’ve felt the size of him in the elevator. I know he’s thick and I’m going to feel this, I know how delicious this is going to be... I nod and he smiles a huge smile.
He kisses me again, just as deep as before, as he glides himself over me, wetting his cock for what’s about to come. Just as my frustration is getting unbearable, he angles himself just right and pushes.
The first push is always the best, and this doesn’t disappoint. My pussy, wet, but tight, opens slowly for him, clamping on his cock like the intrusion it is. It bows my back and I moan loudly, but he keeps pushing. More and more he works into me, making room, stretching me. Sitting right on the line of just right and too much. As he bumps the end of me, I scream, crumbling around him. My pussy spasms, tightening even more as I come undone.
“Fuck, shit. You need to stop!” He exclaims but I couldn’t even if I wanted to. As I jerk and spasm below him he tries to keep still, fails then mutters “fuck it.”
He thrusts in and out once, twice, and as he pushes in the third time I feel him swell, and groan as he empties his load into me, pushing it deeper and deeper.
He slides off me, panting slightly, and kisses down my body.
“Fuck, I needed that. A tight fucking pussy clamping on my cock.” He tells me as he works lower and lower.
“And what a cock it is.” I tell him as he reaches my pussy. He stares up and sucks at my pussy, lapping at our cum.
“Feeling you opening me, pushing in inch by inch, struggling not blow your load.” I tell him. He chuckles, tickling my sensitive pussy.
“Oh, I knew I wouldn’t last long but I still love it.” He tells me.
“Me too.” I say and he laughs loudly.
“I noticed. We need to do that again for sure.”
He starts licking and sucking me, teasing and playing, finding out what works and spends the next 20 minutes driving me wild. Never letting me cum. When he is satisfied, he uses both hands to stretch my lips open, and nods at what he sees.
“Perfect.” He says before looking up at me. I smile and shake my head before swapping positions with him.
For the first time tonight I can see him, wrap my hand around him, taste him. He is 6, maybe 6.5 inches long, beautifully thick, edging on a little too big, and shaved bare like me. His balls are full, heavy, and also bare. I wrap my hand around him, stroking him a few times as he stands at attention. I lower myself and lick his head. I watch his reaction as his eyes are glued to me. I wanted to start slowly, but that disappears once I taste him.
I wrap my lips around him and glide down, easily taking the first 4 inches. I bob up and down a few times, inching little by little, a bit more each time.
By the time my lips meet flesh, he is squirming and moaning, his hands balled into the sheets. I hold there as long as possible before coming up.
His entire body Jack’s off the bed, half in relief, half in a frenzied. He flips me over, face planted into the sheets, ass in the air and spanks me playfully. I squeak then moan before moaning more deeply as he glides into me once more. He pushes my legs together with his legs, straddling mine and then he unleashes everything he has been holding back.
And boy does he give it to me. He rocks his hips as he slides in and out of me, hitting as many of those magic spots as he can, teasing and pleasing in all the right ways. He slaps my ass, pulls my hips back, and pulls my body upright as he wants, giving me everything we both need. In the end, all I can hearing flesh slapping flesh. All I can feel is his delicious cock, his amazing hands, and my drenched pussy.
“Fuck yes. I knew you were filthy.” He tells me as he pulls me upright and his hand wraps around my hair. The moan that comes out of me pleads for more. More what? I don’t know, but he does. He pulls a little harder as he fucks me with deep long thrusts. His other hand snakes around and pinches my nipple.
“I’m almost there. Keep going.” I encourage but he doesn’t need it. He knows exactly what he is doing.
He keeps fucking me, driving that glorious cock into me, bumping the end of me. I spasm each time. His lips find my neck and the shudder that ripples through me intensifies everything I’m feeling. A little more, just a little more. His hand snakes down and rubs my clit. It’s too much, all at once. He knows it, and knows he’s dancing that line.
Then I explode. His lips catch my scream, inhaling them as my body contorts and dances, driving onto him with a frenzy as I ride out my climax. His follows before I finish shaking, and load number 2 fills me.
We both sag into the bed, flushed, trembling, and panting hard.
“Fucking hell Bryan. You have some talent.” I say.
“Oh Kay, trust me, this was a team effort.” He says making me laugh loudly. “We need to do this again sometime.”
“Definitely, but the night is still young...” I add suggestively.
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