Erotica story #2 Title: Late night at the office It’s bee..

Erotica story #2 Title: Late night at the office It’s been 1 month of me working on this article. I’m tired, I am stressed and I just want to go home. Looking out the office window into the city lights that sparking in the late evening, dreaming of my cozy bed. The rain taps the window as it falls, the lightning sparks the sky between roars of thunder. I hope I don’t have to stay after hours too much. I’m chilly, I didn’t see the storm coming. I’m wearing my stockings that barely cover my thighs, my pencil skirt reveals goosebumps between my stocking gap to the hem of my skirt. My feet are sore from these heels, I wear them 6 days a week, you’d think my feet would be molded to them. The brisk air tickles my chest, my nipples harden under my lace cup bra through my white dress shirt. Mr Fitz leans against the doorway, reading the finalized article I worked on all week. I write for “FYP” For Your Pleasure magazine, jotting down articles about sexual pleasure, how-to’s and go-to’s really. “Vada, I believe your writing is very realistic, I wonder, do you write based off personal experiences?” “I do- sometimes. I won’t for every article, I mean, whatever you think your readers will fall in interest with.” “It says here, you’ve never experienced an oral based orgasm. Is that true?” “I haven’t…. It’s always been great foreplay but I’m not too sure if I’m capable of it. I understand that sexual play to orgasm is different for everyone and that’s where I described how-to get there.” “But you’re unsure if *you* can *get there*?” Mr Fitz watches me, he glances from the floor up at me, studying me. As if he were reading my body. As we make eye contact I notice the blue in his green eyes, just close to his pupil, the lights flicker in the building. Mr Fitz speaks up, “We should get this scanned into the system and email it the publisher before tomorrow’s deadline.” The sky crackles, loud enough it makes me jump, the power shuts off. The generator hasn’t click back on yet. It’s dark and cold. Mr Fitz walls over to me, he must notice how cold I am from how visible my nipples are. I stand with my arms pushed under my breasts and my hands on my opposite arms. He takes his dress coat off, throwing it around my shoulders, as he leans in my breasts graze his chest. He smells so good, I breathe in deeply, the scent of his cologne freezes me. He steps back, still close enough that his scent lingers. “You look cold, I hope this warms you up a bit” I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m leaning in towards him, the heat of his body is attracting me, his define jaw line is begging to be touched and I can’t help but fall into his lips. He grabs my waist; my hips and presses his body against mine, pushing my backside up against the desk where I’m now sitting, I can already feel his cock hardening through his dress pants and against my thigh, I spread my legs open for him as he grazes his hand up my skirt, rubbing my lips from the outside of my white, silk thong. I wiggle my body out of my wet little panties. He helps pull them off me and brings my legs up onto the desk and lays me on my back while he kisses my neck, down my chest, undoing the buttons on my blouse to tease and taste my nipples Slowly he kissing along my body, down to my thighs, pulling my legs up, he looks up at me as he brings his tongue from my asshole up my pussy, to my clit where he rolls his tongue, sucking and occasionally dipping the tip of his tongue inside of me. Fuuuuuck I moan, biting my lip with my legs up, shaking already as he passionately kisses my pussy lips, telling me how good I taste, I can see my cum glazing his mouth as he smiles up at me, he continues to suck my clit and flick it with his tongue, it’s clear to see that my pussy is creamy and begging for his cock. Stepping back after making my pussy cum and throb, he slams his hard cock deep inside of me without warning, I scream but in pleasure. Moaning and shaking my legs as he goes harder and deeper with each thrust. Having a man in charge, having power and being in control of my body keeps my pussy cuming. I can’t help but my eyes roll back as he fucks me, gripping the desk with my fingers to keep myself still, he folds my legs up, my pussy is dripping, creamy cum drips to my ass. He slips his cock out from inside and slowly pushes it down and towards my asshole. Entering the head of his cock in me, slow and hard, picking up speed as I yell out “don’t stop” he keeps pleasing my body, making my legs tremble and my moans more frequent. Using me to his advantage, he puts his cock back into my pussy, I beg, “fuck me hard, I want you to use me until you cum”. He does just that, the feel of his hands on my body as he grasps my hips and fucks me with every bit of him, my pussy is flowing with cum, soaking his cock, making him want to cum soon, we both admire the way my pussy lips grip his cock, seeing that cum build up from my lips to his hard, thriving cock, the veins grow a little more, he dips his head in and out teasing himself, until he finally admits, “I can’t hold it back” , I beg “cum inside of me baby, I want you to fill my body, cum hard and deep inside of me please!” A few light thrusts and one big finale, he slams his cock in me deeeeep, I scream for him, feeling his hot cum fill in my pussy, I love when I feel his cock pulse inside of me, every little pulse feeling more and more of his cum pound into me.