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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Hey guys, I'm on a creative writing course, this is my first attempt at erotic fiction since starting it.
Darkroom Delights.
Mr Webb Jnr, of Webb & Webb Photography, was leaving to travel for 6 months, he had flirted with Deb for the three years she had worked there but nothing more than a d*unken kiss, during an office Christmas party last year, had happened, she felt that today was her last chance for anything to happen with him, he was tall and handsome, well groomed and dressed to impress, he had the money, class and style that all the girls in the office craved, she seemed to be his special favorite but she jealously thought of how he flirted with all of them, especially the younger, prettier ones, she had certainly not had lunch with him as many times as that blonde slag Julie, fucking bitch, always taking him little gifts and making excuses to bend over in his office, those meetings she had with him seemed to last for ages and she always came out looking flushed, she was only a junior clerk, her short hand skills were rubbish and her phone manner was awful, Deb wondered why they kept her on, she seemed to have quite long meetings with Old Mr. Webb too….
Deb’s sex life had definitely lived and died a long time ago, married at 25, divorced at 30, her friends kept on setting her up with ‘eligible bachelors’ who were over weight, bald, BORING AS FUCK, she did shag one of them though, just to see if she could still do it, his cock was tiny and she wasn’t sure it was properly inside her but she didn’t have time to find out as he shot his load after about 20 seconds, that pretty much summed up her sex life.
Her best ever fuck was on her wedding night but it wasn’t even with her husband, he had passed out on the bed fully clothed, she had ordered a large Gin to their room to quench her disappointment, the waiter asked if there was anything else he could ‘help her with’ as he eyed the comatose body on the bed, out of sheer frustration she had pulled him into the bathroom, stripped off her wedding dress and stood in the special Basque, white stockings, suspenders and G-string (that had nearly cut her in half), it was obvious the waiter was used to this as he calmly removed his clothes to reveal a stomach you could crack walnuts on and what a penis, the biggest she had ever seen, she had stared at it open mouthed as it became fully erect, the thing was a monster and he had guided her open mouth on to it, her jaw ached for days afterwards, as for her pussy, it was never the same, filled and stretched and left full of his cum, her orgasms had been intense and multiple, the kissing rough and urgent, the shame and guilt life long but she was divorced now and remembered that night regularly as she pleasured herself with a selection of sex toys out of necessity.
So Mr Webb Jnr, or Webby to his friends, was leaving, Deb had an idea, something she had read in an erotic novel had set her mind going, she stopped at an exclusive lingerie shop on the way in to the office and spent half a weeks wages, she put her purchases on in the fitting rooms and left for work feeling, sexy and incredible and already quite wet.
Email to: webbjnr@webb&webb.com
Dear Mr Webb.
I am sorry to hear that this is your last day, I have a going away present for you, please meet me in the dark room at 11am, lock the door when you come in and I will give it to you.
Regards. deb.Jones@webb&webb.com
At 10.55am Deb slipped into the dark room, it was never used this early in the day and she would have plenty of time to give Webby his ‘going away present’ undisturbed, she felt hugely aroused, this brazen behavior was not like her at all and she fucking loved it, she looked hot and she knew it, sadly you could see fuck all in the dark room but she was sure Webby would appreciate it later when he realized he should stay and be with her, not go off round the world fucking random strangers and having the time of his life, the door clicked open and she hardly dared breathe, what if it was someone else? She heard the lock snick into place, it was him, no one ever locked that door, oh God this was actually going to happen “I’m at the bench” she whispered huskily, not recognizing her own voice, the lust and arousal distorting it, she heard him step towards her, she turned and bent over, thrusting her tightly clad bottom towards him, her short skirt riding high on her thighs, she hoped he would bump into her bum as he walked up and she wasn’t disappointed, she gave a little gasp as he stopped, knowing exactly where she was and pushed his groin into her behind, she pushed back gently and began to move from side to side as his hands found her hips and he pulled himself harder against her, she could feel his cock stiffen, trapped inside his trousers, his hands slid down her legs and back up, pulling the skirt up and revealing the top of her stockings, he felt her smooth thighs appreciatively and then moved his hands up to her hips and held them, he began to rub his restrained cock against her bum then pulled back to feel it, she had on the tiniest thong the shop had and his hands, slightly rougher than she remembered, caressed her bare cheeks, he took hold of the material and pulled up, the thong pulling up between her now soaking pussy lips causing a surge of pleasure mixed with pain, she gasped and he stopped, made her stand upright and turned her round, her trembling lips found his and he devoured her, his kisses deep and full of passion, their tongues met in a frenzy, teeth clashed like inexperienced lovers and he bit her lip hard enough for her to cry out, he pushed her away, lifted her body and sat her on the workbench.
He roughly pulled off her hugely expensive panties and then forced her legs open wide and her body back, she laid prone on the bench, legs held open by strong arms, stronger than she had imagined the rich boy to be, he kissed and nibbled her inner thigh, she moaned with pleasure but then let a little scream out as he bit hard into her flesh “shhhhhhh” he cautioned and she put her hand to her mouth and bit down on her fingers, she had never been so turned on, the sensation of his lips on her skin was almost too much to handle, she was surprised she hadn’t orgasmed already, he hadn’t even touched her cunt yet, but wait, that was where he was heading, his tongue was gliding down her inner thigh, “which one? Left or right? Who gives a fuck, it feels amazing, oh God, he’s there, his tongue is on my cunt, oh my fucking god” he licked gently and Deb’s whole body shook, her moan was loud and remembering his caution she forced her hand over her mouth to stifle the noise, his tongue seemed to be huge as he licked the whole of her sex, wet lapping noises came from between her legs as he worked hard to clear up the juices flowing from within her, brazenly she put her hands on his head to pull him into her, she was more sexually aroused than she had ever been in her life, he pulled away from her embrace suddenly and she felt a sudden loss and fear that she had angered him with this move but he merely re positioned her hands on her own legs and pushed them back, indicating she hold them in place for him, his mouth soon returned to her aching wet cunt, his tongue now concentrating on her engorged clitoris, his flicking and darting licks were expert and clearly came from a great deal of experience, he played her like a virtuoso plays a Stradivarius, her first orgasm came from deep within her soul and threatened to tear her apart, it built to a crescendo and she saw stars as it came crashing in upon her, the scream began but was cut off as she let go of one leg, kicking him in the head and knocking him away from her sweet spot, her fist almost fully entered her mouth to stop the screech as she was swept away on a wave of pure pleasure.
His hands, now free of leg holding duty, had obviously been busy, as his tongue returned to her soaking wet cunt she could feel his body moving, he was clearly wanking himself and she felt a pang of guilt that she had not yet touched him “let me suck you” she whispered huskily, his reply was a shake of the head, his tongue was entering her pussy, she felt full, she had never expected Webby to have a tongue like that, he was tongue tied and could not push it out properly, perhaps it had been rectified but the though was cut off as he began to tongue fuck her, she couldn’t normally stand any stimulation of her pussy after she had cum but this was not a normal situation, she was aroused beyond any point she had reached previously and she wanted, no needed, more. His expert tongue probed the depths of her and while not orgasmic, and not as good as a cock, it felt AMAZING, he withdrew and she felt a pang of panic that it was over, he had been wanking furiously all the time, she was worried that he had cum himself but she felt his tongue touch her ass hole and she protested “maybe not there” but the words choked in her throat as she realized that “there” was exactly where she wanted it, no one had licked her arse hole before and it felt incredible, he clearly read her pleasure and licked deeper, getting his tongue in a bit, then deeper, this was so dirty but so hot! Somehow his tongue was inside her arse but her clit was also being stimulated, was that his nose? Mr Colin Bartholomew Travers Webb Jnr, a ridiculous family name, had a very flat nose after a rugby injury, how could his tongue be inside her arse and his nose on her clit? Oh but fuck it, he is good, really fucking good and here comes another orgasm, this one not quite as powerful as the first but enough to make her gush, something else that had never happened before and surely only happens in porn films? Well it had just happened to Deb and Mr Webb clearly liked it, he made appreciative noises as he licked it up, the first noise he had made since silencing her earlier, how much earlier? Deb felt like she had been there holding her legs up and open for a lifetime.
He stood slowly and Deb felt something new against her pussy, something big, it started to push slowly inside her, shit it was big! Maybe bigger than the waiter on her wedding night? He pulled out and she suddenly was worried that he was thick but not long, the next slow thrust went in deeper and she realized he was long enough for her, the next agonizingly slow entry let her know her was really fucking big! It was the fourth teasingly slow thrust that told her he was big beyond her wildest dreams, he filled her with more to go, he slid in and out of her willing cunt agonizingly slowly to start with but building up to a rhythm of deep and hard thrusts of varying angles that hit pleasure spots inside that she never knew existed, wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her as he built his rhythm up to really hard fucking, it was only then that he started to make more noise, his breathing quickened and a moan or two escaped before he started his climax, she could sense his orgasm coming and the thought of this set her own one in motion, she screamed but could do nothing to silence it, he let an almighty moan out and began to convulse and ejaculate inside her, she welcomed his hot cum and her whole body felt electrified as she came down from the heights of her pleasure.
He stayed inside her, completely spent, for a few seconds before pulling out and shuffling around for his clothes, he was dressed and out of the door while she still lay in a state of ecstasy, legs still up and open and a river of semen and her juices flowing to the floor.
She got down shakily and tried to clean herself up with paper towels but decided it would be best to get out of here and do it in the light of the ladies toilets, she felt around on the floor for her discarded panties but could not find them, panicking she turned on the lights and ruined a series of exposures, “fuck them, where are my knikkers?” they were not there, just a pool of cum, she wiped the floor and made her exit into the hall and the safety of the lavatories.
In the afternoon she dipped into Mr Webb Jnr’s office and huskily said “I think you have something belonging to me Sir”, “Sorry Deb, whats that?” “Something you took with you from the dark room sir, something personal” she said flirtingly, the afterglow of fucking incredible sex still on her, “Deb, you know I cant go into the dark room, the chemicals play havoc with my asthma”, Deb looked at him, his nose was very flat, his hands manicured, she felt embarrassed and sick “sorry I must have, erm, sorry….”.
As Deb left work that afternoon, the new temp photographer caught her eye and looked away with a slight smile………..
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