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He knew she would be working late, so he slipped into her office building as someone left, and took the elevator to her floor. He tried the front door but it was locked already, as it was 6:30 pm. So he walked down the hallway to the locked back door near her office and knocked lightly. There was a radio playing and he heard someone coming. The door unlocked and opened and there she was, in a summer sundress, sandals and a toe ring. She looked disturbed, partially closed the door and whispered: "What are you doing here, I told you no!" "Come on, you don't mean it," he said, smiling. Looking over her shoulder, she turned back and said: "Wait here, I'll be right out." Closing the door, she disappeared. He stood waiting for her for at least five minutes before she appeared from down the hall. She came up to him and said she only had a few minutes, she had to get back before her co-worker returned from dinner break. Smiling, he looked her up and down, her slender build, long legs, small breasts and firm ass. She knew what he was thinking and shook her head. "No, not here," she said. Then the elevator bell rang and before the doors opened, she took his hand. "Come in here," she said, pulling him quickly around the corner. She unlocked a door with a combination lock, opened the door, and pushed him inside. It was a small auditor’s office that they used for outside auditors. Inside were two chairs, a desk and a worktable. With the door closed, he moved quickly. As she turned to face him he grabbed her wrists and pulled her close. She struggled and said "No" in a firm loud voice, but as she tried to speak again, he pressed his mouth over hers and forcefully kissed her, pressing his tongue inside her teeth. She squirmed as he pinned her to the wall and bit her lip. His hands were strong and fast; he grabbed her by the chin and held her mouth firm against his, so as she tired to protest, he was only able to kiss her more deeply. She had not stopped struggling as his other hand grabbed at her breasts through the cotton dress and her bra. Then his free hand traveled down her stomach to her hemline as the other hand held her tight. In an instant, he had his fingers under her skirt and found her panties and pulled them hard, ripping the waistband. He pulled his mouth off of hers and grabbed her by the hair on the back of her head, pulling her face away from his and kissing her neck at the same time. She gasped and pushed down against his fingers, which had found her, opened her and made her wet in a moment. His tongue was on her neck and ears, his hands down on her breasts and then back on her throat and face. The other hand all the while fingered her, lifting her off her feet and pressing her back against the wall. In his rush to have her, he loosened his grip and she broke free, first turning away from him and straightening her clothes, then turning back to confront him. He stood, breathing heavy and beginning to sweat. She saw the huge bulge in his pants and met his gaze. "Take off your skirt," he pleaded with her. His hands were on his belt buckle and he was loosening his trousers. She reached over and locked the door, then switched off the overhead light. The room was only lit from the window with shades drawn; it was dusk outside. She looked back and he was standing naked except a tee shirt, his cock erect and sticking forward. She slipped the dress up over her head and let the torn panties fall as she stepped out of them. He came to her and reached around and unhooked her bra, letting her breasts free. She started to kneel and grabbed onto the cock she loved to suck, firmly stroking it as she went down. Now on one knee, she pulled on it and opened her mouth. Before she could move her head forward and take it in, he pushed at her and grabbed her hair, pulling her onto him and groaning with pleasure as he did. He rocked back on his heels and she sucked and swallowed his huge cock, pulling back on it long and hard, biting at the shaft with her teeth. As she sucked him, he bent over and cupped her ass. His fingers found her wet hole and parted it. She felt a flood of pleasure come over her and tasted his cock and pre-cum. They stayed like that for several minutes, with only the sound of gasps of their breath and her mouth sucking and his fingers rubbing her wet pussy. He pulled her off of his cock and brought her up to eye level. For a moment they looked in each other’s eyes before kissing deeply and hard, grinding their mouths together, the taste of his cock on her mouth. He could not wait for what was to come. He turned her, bent her over the table, and slapped her ass hard with one hand as he fucked her from behind with his fingers. Her inner thighs were wet and glistening, her face pressed into the cold tabletop, the sting of his hand on her ass cheeks, the pleasure of his fingers inside her. Then for a moment he stopped. She heard him move and she got up from being bent over. She saw him laying on the floor on his back, his huge swollen cock swinging back and forth, the tip wet with his pre-cum. "I want to fuck you with my tongue," he said. She nodded and stepped over him. He looked up at her sweet hole, and watched with anticipation as she knelt over him, grabbed his cock and took it in her mouth. Once she had his cock in her and sucked it hard, she pushed backwards and down, pressing her open pussy on his mouth and nose. She felt his tongue deep inside her and his lips sucking on hers, his cock pushing down her throat, his fingers pulling at her ass. As he slid a finger in her asshole, she squirmed and ground her wet hot cunt into him, shivering as she started to feel it coming. He bucked his hips and his cock throbbed as he released a hot load of cum in her mouth. She opened her mouth to moan as cum squirted out of it; she shuddered as the waves of orgasm vibrated in her pussy. Hot juice flooded his face and chest, and they moved in and out, up and down, for several minutes until they both stopped. She was so wet and could smell him in her face; she felt his hot breath on her thigh. Then it was quiet with the sounds of their heartbeats for minutes that seemed like hours. |
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