Your strong hand gently pets my blonde hair as we stand in t..
🕑 Added 2024-06-30 23:21:02 +0000 UTC
Your strong hand gently pets my blonde hair as we stand in the elevator together. You pause to look at me in my professional attire. My trousers accentuate my round ass and my blouse clings to my breasts. Is that lingerie I’m wearing? Your hand moves to the back of my neck now, pulling me toward you for a kiss before pushing me back against the wall. Your fingers run through my hair before grabbing a handful of it tightly. You tug it back hard, exposing my neck. I gasp from the sudden movement and my cheeks blush: “What if somebody sees us?” You don’t bother to reply as you start kissing my neck. You bite my neck playfully and my eyes shut, trying not to care about what my coworkers might think if they caught us. My hands desperately reach out to pull you closer against me, cornering me against the cold steel of the elevator wall. You tug my hair again. You’re in total control and you love it. I can tell by the groans you’re making. The elevator stops and the doors slide open, prompting a squeal from me. You press your hand against my mouth to silence my protests and reach to the control panel, pressing the button for the top floor. The doors close again. You give me a final kiss before stepping back and pushing down on my shoulders. I look up at you, confused. “You act like such an innocent little thing, but you’re really just a slut aren’t you? On your knees. Now.” You push down harder, and I drop to my knees instantly. “Good girl. So obedient.” Your thumb drags along my lower lip before pulling it down, opening my mouth. “Yes, this will do.” I fumble to unbuckle your belt, too distracted by the hard bulge in front of my face. Finally, I pull out your cock and wait for another command. You pin me between your body and the wall. I look up at you with big, desperate eyes. You pet my hair for a moment while you place the tip of your cock on my tongue. Then without warning, you push your cock in all the way down my throat until your balls rest at my chin. I gag and struggle against you. You manage to pin my flailing arms above my head and praise me while you thrust. Your words would be comforting if I could breathe. You moan loudly as my eyes fill with involuntary tears and drool runs down my chin. You fuck my throat the way you imagined fucking me the night before when you were horny in bed. Last night you were craving doggy style, but today you needed to see my lips stretched around you. Just thinking about it makes your cock throb, but seeing it in action now makes your entire body tense and your toes curl. You moan loudly and say my name: “Yes Bambi, fuck yes. Good. Ahhhmmhhhhh Mmm mmm yes good. Bambi, I’m cumming. Bambi fuckkkkk mmmmmmmm.” You press as deep as you can and your cock shoots a load of cum down my throat. Once you’re finished, you let out a sigh and pull out of my mouth. I gasp for breath and stammer incoherently, my throat feeling raw and my panties feeling quite damp now. I begin to grind against my own foot as I savor the warm, oddly-soothing feeling of your cum in my throat. “Alright, I gave you a moment to breathe. Now lick me clean. Good girl. You know, every time you gagged, it just made it feel better for me.” I nod and try to wipe my ruined mascara off my cheeks. It’s no use. You pull me up from the floor just in time for the elevator to ding. You exit the elevator, leaving me there to recover and try to go on with the rest of my day: wet, desperate, and used.
