I was riding him, sliding my pussy up and down his cock as he sat on his office chair.
My skirt was hiked up to my waist and his palms were moving back and forth against my ass. The top two buttons of my shirt had been removed so he could enjoy watching my boobs bounce as I fucked him.
Earlier, I had swivelled Mr Lanre’s chair so he was backing his office door before I began to straddle him. He unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and , pulling my bra down to expose my breasts, he put his mouth over one nipple.
I buried my head in the crook of his neck and moaned. He began twiddling with the other nipple, I bit my bottom lip and grinded against his cock until I felt my orgasm building. I shifted backwards, so I could put my hand between us and stroke my pussy. As soon as my finger made contact with my pussy, my toes curl in ecstasy. I moaned, a little louder as I began to earnestly stroke myself until I came hard around him. My orgasm caused me to tighten then release my pussy against his cock. He held on to me, moved his pelvis upwards to drive his cock deeper inside me, then exploded.
I was in his arms, enjoying the aftermath when his office door opened. In a flash, I saw Martin, a fellow colleague enter. He gasped in shock as he saw the picture in front of him and hurriedly closed the door as he headed out of Mr Lanre’s office. The whole thing happened in seconds and Martin had disappeared before Mr Lanre could turn around to see.
I gasped too, my eyes meeting my boss’. He looked questioningly at me, wondering who the intruder was. I shook my head at him.
“I will take care of it,” I whispered.
Martin and I worked in the same department. We hardly ever spoke but just like most of the guys there, I had caught him sending lustful glances my way.
When I approached him during lunch the day after he caught Mr Lanre and I, he tried to pretend he had no idea what I was talking about.
“Come on, stop being coy. We are both adults here. You saw me fucking him.” I said while he just stared at me.
“Fine, act dumb. I just need to know you would not repeat what you saw. You know he is a married man. And the last thing I want is for everyone here to think I am getting favours because I am giving up my pussy.”
Something I said seemed to cause him to react. “Aren’t you?”
“That is not any of your business.”
“Now now, don’t be rude. You need my silence, remember?” He said, now smiling. “I actually need something in return.”
I was not surprised. I think I knew it would come to this as soon as I saw his shocked look when he entered the office. It always came down to sex.
“What do you want?”
“I want to eat you out.”
Now I was surprised. Was he willing to eat my pussy just to stay quiet? This was a deal I would gladly make.
The next Saturday, Martin was at my house. I was lying in my bed, wearing just my panties and he removed his shirt in preparation before settling between my legs.
He bent his head towards my cunt gently and began to kiss down the inside of my thighs until his lips met the side of my outer lips. My pussy was getting wet as he got close to me and moved away, teasing me.
He then placed his lips on the centre of my pussy. He let his tongue trace the outside of my pussy from the very bottom to the top. Suddenly and unexpectedly, he plunged his tongue into me and I moaned in surprise. He moved his tongue inside me in every direction, causing me to twitch with desire.
He then began to slide his tongue out of me and focused on my clit. He gave the entirety of my clit a long lick. He then placed his tongue onto my clit and pressed down for a few moments until I felt I could not take any more.
He kept letting his tongue press onto my clit and then, using the tip of his tongue, he traced right over it. I groaned and bucked against him. I was now very wet and wanted more.
Using one hand, he pulled back the hood of my clit and held it down. He continued licking my clit and increased the pressure as he went. I was in heaven.
I soon felt him use his finger to trace the opening of my pussy. He then slid his finger in and I felt my pussy squeeze against him. He began to slide the finger in and out rapidly, my pussy clenching around him as he did. He let his finger slide all the way in and left it there for a moment. He pushed back out and entered again, this time, reaching up to find my g-spot. He put pressure on it with one finger, slid out and returned with two. I was bucking and going crazy now. This guy was good.
He let both fingers press on my g-spot and curled them up as he retracted them almost the entrance of my pussy and then pushed them back in again.
Faster and faster, he thrust inside of me, until he placed his mouth back on my clit and flicked it.
My pussy began to push back and as he pulled out his fingers, I cried out, feeling a gush of liquid escape from me.
He bent to lick and suck my cunt, making sure to clean up all the cum that came out of me. My sensitive was still throbbing with all the attention.
When he came up to kiss me, I could taste myself in his mouth. I wanted more. I pushed him over so I was straddling him.
It was not in the plans to fuck him, but heck, at this point, what’s one more cock?
