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Afternoon Delite ...

7/22/2017

Written by mstrixietrixster ... May not be reused or republished in whole or in part without the author's expressed, written consent ...

As the sun shines in thru the bedroom window, I wake recharged, ready to start a new day. And, feeling quite frisky. Reaching out to touch the warmth of his body - instead finding only bunched up blankets . It totally slipped my mind that he had an early morning meeting. Reluctant to get out of bed, I finally make it to the coffee pot. It's a gorgeous Spring day out, so, I decide to enjoy my coffee on the deck. Thoughts of us spiral thru my mind - a stellar idea pops into my head. I finish my coffee, smile, excited at what the day will bring.

After showering, I run a comb thru my damp hair and throw a towel on. Walking out to the full length mirror, I stand before it and slip on a white lace bra, with matching white lace panties. To the left, my vanity, from which I pick up a bottle of body mist. The room soon permeates with the smell of honey-lavender. Rummaging thru my drawer and pulling out a white garter belt, I then move onto finding a pair of white thigh high stockings. Placing my stockings down, I proceed to put on my garter belt. Sitting down on the edge of my bed, I carefully put on my stockings. The feel of the material is so soft, as it glides up my freshly shaved legs. Style my hair - apply my makeup. It's always a hard choice deciding on foot wear. As I look thru my collection, my focus goes to my favorite blue pumps. Taking them down from off the shelf, I decide that I will wear my long blue coat. The color match is bout as close as I am going to get - OCD. I take one last look in the mirror before heading downstairs. Turn the coffee pot off, grab my purse, keys, phone. Out the door I go.

Seatbelt on. I-POD plugged in. On the ride over, thoughts of anticipation circle thru my mind. He is so handsome dressed in a suit and tie - sexy - edible. I didn't notice his razor out this morning - which means he probably has a bit of scruff. Oh, good fucking lordy, I adore the way it feels against my bare flesh. Just the thought makes me dripping wet ... my girly bits start to ache. Glancing over at my pocket rocket, which I keep hand, just in case the mood strikes me, I consider masturbating. The thought is dismissed as some moron cuts me off - city drivers - UGH!

Driving into the complex, security waves me on. I find a parking spot fairly quickly pull in. Feeling a little anxious, previous experience has taught me to accept the moment. Allowing it time to pass, I drink some water. One of my favorite songs comes on - this calms my state of mind. I apply my ruby red lipstick. Adjust the belt on my coat.

I enter his building and make my way to the elevator. A few well dressed - rather handsome men - walk up and stand beside me - they smile - I smile. When the doors open, they allow me to go first. Somehow, tho, I end up standing in the front. Thinking to myself - can they sense that I am wearing close to nothing. Or, that my pussy is throbbing and my panties are saturated.

Nervously, I walk down the hallway to his office. This is the first time that I have ever done such a thing - not even sure what I will do - or what will happen. Knocking on his door, I wait for permission to enter. It seems like hours that I was standing there. Tho, in reality, it was only but moments until I heard his voice giving the okies to enter.

Opening the door, I see him sitting behind his desk, looking handsome as ever. Yes - scruff - so fucking stellar. He is surprised to see me, asks what brings me there. “I had some errands in the area and decided to drop by." He looks down at his desk, surrounded by a pile of paperwork. I don't even think bout it - I just do it. "My Darling, I have something for you." As he looks up at me, I drop my coat to the floor. He stares at me - lust in his eyes. Without a word, I walk behind him, start to rub his shoulders. “I thought you could use a diversion”, I whisper into his ear. The tension in his body starts to subside under my hands, in a matter of seconds.

Slowly, he turns his chair towards me and stands. My tiny hands are trembling as I unloosen his tie, unbutton his shirt. Kiss his chest. Running my nails down his body, I clumsily undo his belt. His gentle hands caress my full breasts, as he kisses my neck. Then, he moves down to my thighs. Whispering to me, "How I adore your body", as his hands take hold of my ass. His lips touch mine - a spark of electricity ensues. Pulling me in closer, his knee pushes into my sweet spot. My soaked sweet spot. I wiggle my body, grind it against his knee.

He undoes my bra - it drops to the floor. My nipples get hard instantly - his strong fingers pinching them. Roughly tugging on the barbells. Lite gasps of pleasure escape my lips. Slipping his hand down, he finds my luv tunnel thru my panties. Teasing me into a frenzy - leaving me in anticipation of what he will do next. It doesn't take long for me to feel his hand invade my wetness.

As he massages my tiny button, I beg for him to let me cum. He allows this, then finds my piercing and plays with it. Spreading my legs wider, he inserts two fingers inside me and orders me to cum again. Moans of pleasure fill his office as I cum for the second time, drenching his hand. Our lips still locked - I fade away into my happy place. He removes his finger - rubs the moisture onto my nipples. My hair now wrapped tightly in his hands - he forces me to my knees - with an evil laff.

“My little slut, you want to suck my cock, don't you?", he asks as he strokes my hair with tenderness. Looking up at him, my smile is the answer to his question. His crotch is bulging, making it a little difficult to get his zipper down. Using both hands, finally, his beautiful cock is unleashed. My mouth begins to water - anxious to taste him.

Telling me to lick the head, the underside, I comply. Wanting more, I try to engulf his massive hardness. He pulls my head up by my now not so perfect hair ... "I didn't hear you beg for it" ... "Daddy, oh, Daddy, please, your dirty whore wants to suck your cock, please, may I" ... my voice trails off and my eyes meet his. "You are such a nasty cock-sucking whore, my nasty cock-sucking whore."

When he looks at me, his eyes see rite thru me. Always - all the time. That look in his eyes tells me that I can continue on. With one hand I stroke him - with the other I gently massage his balls. By his reaction, he is very much pleased. Taking his balls into my mouth, I look up at him. Slowly, I take him into my mouth. He leans against his desk for leverage. Using my hair to pull and push my head my head up and down, each time his tool goes deeper. "My sweet baby-girl, that's it, take all of it", he says, as he shoves the whole length of his cock deep into my throat. He luves when I gag - his cock grows even more in my warm mouth. Barely able to breath, he tells me not to move. And, I don't dare. The sounds of my discomfort get him off - and me.

I can taste his pre-cum starting to ooze. Feeling his body tense up, he applies more pressure to the back of my head, keeping me in place. He instructs me not to swallow, but, to hold his precious cum in my mouth. He is pumping his cock harder now - his breathing more intense. Hot, white, liquid spurts into my mouth, as he lets out a loud RRAAWWRR!!!!!!!!!!!

Pulling his cock out of my mouth, "show me, show me my cum," ... opening my mouth, his cum still there, he instructs me to gargle with it. I do as he asks, without hesitation. "Swallow" - I gulp it down. "Show me" - I open my mouth - stick out my tongue. "Good girl, you always make Daddy so proud", he kisses my forehead, strokes my cheek.

Sitting down and turning his chair back towards his desk - back to business. I dress, compose myself as best as I can. Bending down, I kiss him and leave.

Waiting for the elevator, I debate in my mind a repeat performance. It stops a few floors down. When the doors open, that same group of men appear. Somehow, again, I wind up in front. I can sense them starting at me - can they smell sex on me - do they notice my messed up hair - or the glazed over look in my eyes. Reaching the ground floor, I walk off, somewhat in a hurry. As I am bout to reach the exit, I look back to find them smiling at me and I smile back ...



In Luv, Lite, Laffter ...

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the best slut is this one who knows what she wants and gets it...

7/22/2017

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Very nice work, keep it up!

7/23/2017

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quote TAKEMEHOME41:
the best slut is this one who knows what she wants and gets it...
@Take - I'm definitely a stellar slut ... just not one for "mass consumption". It has to be earned. Even tho that's not my thing, I respect that everyone is different ...



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7/25/2017

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quote anthonyp724:
Very nice work, keep it up!
@Anthony - thanks for your kind thoughts ...



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7/25/2017

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What a wonderful fantasy.

8/27/2017

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quote MASNJS:
What a wonderful fantasy.
@MAS - thanks!



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9/19/2017