Office Meeting Ch. 01

"I'm getting a bit rough now, Alice. In desperation, in impatience, and because I know you like the wildness of it, I grab two hands full of your blouse, and rip them open. The little buttons are flying everywhere and your bra-covered brown tits are suddenly exposed to my sight. You're still wearing that bra, that white bra, but they're hardly sufficient to hide how big and hard your nipples are. They seem to burst right through the material. God, they're so big. They're as big as thimbles. I pull the bra down eagerly, and uncover those brown mounds of flesh. I can see your nipples now, Alice."

"Look at them, Tony," Alice moaned, her voice a lower pitch and her eyes still closed. "I want you to. Look at my nipples; they're yours to play with. They're yours to suck and taste. Please suck them and taste them, Tony. Please suck and taste my hot tits."

"I will. You run your slender fingers through my hair as my face is lined up with your heaving chest. I grab both tits in my hands, squeezing them together and making them bulge forward, making the nipples stand proud even more. They're so hard and stiff and big, they look like they're about to shoot off. Slowly I bring the tip of my tongue to one of them making you feel as if a bolt of lightning is striking your body. You feel the warm, tickling moistness of my tongue as it makes contact with your sensitive knob. You feel the tip of my tongue play with it, circling around it and pushing into it. You taste so good, Alice. And you feel good too, on my tongue. My tongue is playing with your hot black nipple and I can actually feel the little goose pimples on the surface of your big areola around it. With the tip of my tongue pushing softly against the tip, I carefully take your nipple between my teeth, slowly biting it, pulling it forward with my teeth. Carefully I rake at it with the edges of my teeth, looking up at your response. I can see the neediness on your face. You just want to be sucked on, don't you, Alice? You just want this white man to suck on your black fucking nipple. You just want me to stuff as much of that tit into my hot, sucking mouth as I can and just suck your chocolate nipple, don't you?"

"OHH... JESUS, YESSS... I do. Just suck it, Tony. Just suck my tit. I can't stand it anymore," Alice said loudly, her voice husky, laden with desperate arousal. Joanne, her secretary, could have probably heard it but Alice didn't even care. The woman outside knew what was going on anyway.

Alice moved her hands lower but I told her no. "Not yet, Alice; not until I tell you that you can. Remember what I said? Just let it flow for now. Just let yourself get wet first. Just let it run out of you and fill up your panties. I want you to feel wet, and sticky. I want you to feel dirty first. And when I tell you I'll start working on you down there, you can too, and imagine it's me."

"Oooh..." Alice whined softly, pouting a bit as if being denied a treat.

"I open my mouth and your nipple disappears into it. Your sensitive black areola and nipple slide over the flat surface of my tongue as I suck your tit deep between my open lips. You feel my hot breath course over the brown flesh of your boob, and my warm spit wetting all that's inside my mouth. Just my breath is enough makes your flesh moist. And then I shut my mouth on you, Alice. My lips clamp down on your tit, and you can hear me start to... suck... suck hard, on your hot... black... tit. You hear the rumble in my voice, coming from the pit of my throat, as I hungrily suck on your flesh. You hear me suck and slurp juicily, and you can feel the flesh of you being sucked deeper between my lips as you look down at my face and see my cheeks hollow. Inside my mouth, my tongue is wrestling with your stiff, rubbery bud, bathing it with my drool, and you feel the edges of my teeth carefully gnawing across the goose pimpled surface of your areola. Your fingers are entwined in my hair and you pull my head as tightly to your chest as you can, crushing your tit between your body and my face, forcing my nose into the soft flesh of your breast. You feel your toes curl and a tingle between your legs, just from my hot mouth sucking hard on your fucking tit, until I finally unlatch, making your nipple plop out of my wet, sucking mouth with a loud, lewd slurp. You look down at your tit and see it glistening with my saliva. You anticipate me giving the same treatment to other areas, but I tell you that was just the first tit. You whine a bit, but when I start working on your other tit you just enjoy my mouth sucking on your flesh again. All the while, one of my hands continues to squeeze your ass through your skirt."

"God, you'd make me so crazy sucking my tits like that. I can just feel your mouth on them right now, your tongue licking at them; licking at my fucking nipples," Alicia said huskily.

"I know you can. But that's nothing compared to feeling my mouth elsewhere. And you know where, don't you, Alice?"

"Oh yes," she said, imagining how good it would to have my mouth there.

"Where, then? Where would you like my mouth to be the most, Alice?"

"Down there."

"Down where? Don't me coy with me, Alice. If you want my mouth somewhere, you'd have to be specific. How else am I to know you're not talking about your navel, or your thighs, or you knees, or maybe your feet? Tell me where you want my mouth; where you want my tongue. Tell me where you want me to suck on you."

"On... On my pussy. Jesus, I want your mouth on my fucking pussy; on my hot... black... cunt."

As soon as the last word left her groaning throat, Alice made her own body convulse in lust from speaking out the words, making me hear them and simultaneously imagining my mouth there.

"That's better," I said softly, readjusting my package. "Now I know what you want and need. I'm there with you, Alice. I'm there kneeling in front of you as you're sitting in that chair, with your spit-wet tits exposed and quivering, shining from my saliva in the light coming through the window, your blouse hanging ripped open and loose. My head is moving slowly down, kissing you softly across your belly, tickling your belly button with my tongue, delving it in there. Your tight stomach thrusts out in little shocks as my tongue makes you feel anxious."

"Move down, Tony. I can't stand it anymore," Alice whimpered almost desperately.

"With you sitting in your chair with your thighs as wide as your skirt allows them, I'm sitting kneeled between your legs, my mouth going further down, kissing you across the stomach further down. I can smell you, Alice. Your arousal is penetrating my nostrils like a heady perfume. I love it. I love smelling your sex. I love smelling how hot and wet your pussy is."

As I said the last words, I was actually describing reality. Alice was indeed so wet I could smell her from across the desk. She opened the window before these meetings for a reason. But no open window could make all of her fragrance disappear if she was this wet. Alice was hot and wet, I could smell it, and I loved smelling it. The scent of her excitement was exquisite.

Alice looked at me through the slits of her eyes, her hands rubbing over her stomach along with my imaginary kisses, and smiled naughtily as I mentioned her aroma.

"Ooooo..." she cooed. "You like smelling me, huh? You like smelling my hot, wet, black pussy? That's your doing. So why don't you do something about it? If you like the scent of my arousal, imagine how much you'll like the taste of it."

"I would," I teased, grinning at her. "But I can't. You see, your skirt is in the way. You've got your legs wide and they've pulled that grey skirt of yours tight between your thighs. I think it would be best if you gave me as much room as possible, Alice."

"Mmmm... Maybe I should just take this skirt off, then, huh? Maybe I should undo it, and drop it, and spread my legs as wide as they'll go to give you all the room you'll need, so you can give me what I'll need?"

"Yeah... I think that would be best."

Looking into my eyes, Alice slowly got up from her office chair, standing all of 5'8" tall and started pulling down the zipper on her skirt. I then looked down at my bulging crotch, keeping my promise to her of not seeing her naked as I listened to the sounds of Alice making herself more comfortable. Looking at my rock hard penis twitch behind the zipper of my own pants, I listened to the soft sounds of her skirt falling to the floor, and the erotic sound of the waistband of her panties snapping against her flesh as it slipped from her fingers, the sliding of her panties down her legs, and finally the squeaking sounds of Alice sitting back down in her office chair. I knew now it was safe to look back up again.

Looking at her from the other side of the desk, I could see Alice sitting back in her chair. She was still wearing her grey jacket, but the bottom two buttons of her blouse were undone so I could see some portion of her taut, brown stomach, just to slightly above her crotch, which was obscured by the edge of her side of the desk. She wore a black garter belt to hold up her nylons. She had spread and raised her stocking-clad legs to put her feet up against the edge of the desk, her soles pushing against it and her toes curling from comfort and excitement. I could imagine seeing her being wide open if I decided to take a peek underneath the desk, but that was a no-no.

This was the position she imagined herself to be in if I were to pleasure her with my mouth. With her legs wide and steady, sitting back in her chair and all clothing in that area either off or out of the way. If anything, without the layers of material to hide behind, the aroma of her sex was even more pungent. I could imagine her crotch to be spread and open in this particularly naughty position, making it all the easier for the fragrance of her love honey to escape from within; to waft out.

"Is this better, Tony?" Alice cooed and smiled naughtily, as she sat comfortably now, no doubt feeling delightful being in such a sexual position before my eyes. "Is this what you wanted? Do you think this would be more than enough room for you?"

"More than enough, baby," I cooed back. "More than I need to make you feel good with my mouth. Do you want me to make you feel good with my mouth now, Alice?"

"Yesss. You know I do. That's why I'm like this; naked below the waist and spread wide open for you. Taste me. Pleasure me with your hot mouth."

"Pleasure what? I don't understand what you mean," I teased.

"My fucking pussy, damn it. Get your face in there and lick my black pussy. Eat me. Please..."

"Have you kept it trimmed, Alice? Tell me how it looks now. Have you let it grow into a full, thick bush? Or have you kept it trimmed?" I asked for a real-life idea of what it looked like today.

"Bald, baby. I've shaven it all off. The strip is no longer there. I'm all smooth now, especially for you," Alice said seductively, her voice low and erotic, knowing that I'd be turned on by her telling me about having a bald kitty especially for me.

"Mmmm... So after I have made you take your skirt and your panties off as I remained kneeled in front of you, and you have sat back down, raising your lovely nylon-clad legs up and wide and setting your feet against the desk, opening yourself completely up for me, I now look down at your delicious love box. You look down at me and see me looking at your most intimate place from up close. A shiver runs up your spine as you enjoy the intimacy of your wet, clean-shaven pussy being totally exposed to my leering eyes. You feel yourself leaking under my gaze, feeling your pussy ooze your fluids into the crack of your ass, and feeling your sensitive clit tingle in a lovely way. You realize again how your aroma is leaving your needy hole and wafting straight into my nostrils, filling up my lungs."

"Ooh yeahh..." Alice groaned, her eyes closed, imagining the scene. "Inhale it, Tony. Inhale my scent from up close. You made me that way, so that scent is yours, all yours to smell."

"I hold my nose right up at your slit, without touching it, and inhale deeply, filling up my lungs with the intoxicating fragrance of your spread, open sex. The sound of my smelling arouses you so much you clench your muscles and force out a stream of juice. You feel my finger make contact with your crotch and tremble. I use my finger to wipe up some of your excretions, and as you look down at me, I look up at you softly trailing my tongue along my wet finger, tasting your sweetness on it. I allow the tart, salty-sweet love fluid to attack my taste buds, enjoying the taste of what came from inside you. But I want it straight from the source. And I know you want my mouth on your hungry cunt."

"Oh, FUCK, yeah... I do," Alice exclaimed hotly as I got to the point and mentioned what I knew she wanted, as her left hand was squeezing her tit and her right hand had disappeared between her legs underneath the edge of the desk, out of view to me. By the slow motions of her wrist and the clinging sounds of her silver bracelets I realized she was diddling herself as she listened to me.

"So you finally feel what you've wanted. The tip of my tongue has started making contact with your engorged clit, pink and swollen and sticking out of its dark brown hood as my hot breath washes over every inch of your womanhood. I tap it with the tip of my tongue, covering it with spit and you grunt and pant, your ass rotating anxiously in your chair. Like a kitten licking milk from a bowl I take swift laps at it, jiggling it with the lashings of my tongue. The feeling of it is making your toes curl and I end up putting my lips around it, sucking on it audibly. You hear my pursed lips making soft slurping sounds as your love button gets sucked between them again and again. I keep sucking gently as I look up at your lust-filled face, and slowly wriggle the tip of my index finger between your near-black inner labia. The heat washes over it and it slowly slides inside of you, your internal muscles clenching and unclenching around it; seemingly trying to draw it deeper inside. I look up at your tits, loving the sight from beneath. Loving the sight of them sticking out over my head, your rock hard nipples pointing out as your chest is heaving and shaking from the breathing spurts you have as I suck on you and slowly slide my finger deeper until the last knuckle is inside."

"Ohh...y...yeahh... F...finger me," Alice croaked, her own hand working magic between her widely spread legs. She was getting rougher with herself, as I could witness from the swifter movements of her arm. Most likely she was rubbing her fingers up and down her hot slit now; maybe even slipping in a finger or two.

"Having stuffed my index finger as deep up your pussy as it could go, and sucking wetly and juicily on your burning clit, I move my finger in and out, increasing speed as I do so. I feel you squeeze and pull on my thrusting digit as I retract it and insert it deeply again and again. Your juices are running out alongside of it, coating my other fingers and running down into your butt cleft. Juicily sucking on your clitoris I start finger fucking you faster and harder. I'm jacking you off, Alice; jacking your pussy off."

"Yeah... Jack off that cunt..." Alice groaned with her eyes closed, her voice increasingly thick with passion, as her arm moved quickly, indicating her busy hand beyond my view. "Suck that clit and finger fuck my pussy."

I really had a hard time not unzipping my pants and jacking off myself with the way Alice was now going at it on the other side of the desk. Everything about her screamed: 'masturbation-time'. Her sounds, the erotic expressions on her face, the way she sat on her chair with her legs wide and her stocking-clad feet against the edge of the desk, the way her arm was moving with her hand beyond my view and between her thighs, and her scent; GOD, that scent. That mixture of her perfume and the aroma of her aroused cunt; the scent of a woman in heat.

I knew she was working at getting herself off and that we had limited time in the end scheme of things, so I'd decided to bring it up a notch to move things along further.

"My finger is squelching, Alice. Your pussy is sopping wet and my finger is making sloppy sounds as I pump it in and out of you. I know that I want to really taste you and I know you want me to. I know you want my mouth and tongue to make the ultimate contact, so I pull my dripping finger out of your sucking, pink hole and see your labia slowly close shut. I suck your sweet stuff from my drenched finger as I look at your aroused, brown vagina. Your juices have made your whole crotch wet, it's glistening everywhere from your clit right down to the wrinkled pucker of your asshole as it pulsates."

"Do it, Tony... Eat me good. The way you always do to make me cum," Alice whined, her hand now making wet, squelching sounds that I could hear even from the other side of the desk. She had finger-whipped her pussy into a wet, slippery mess to the point that I could actually hear her invade herself quickly and roughly, without seeing it.

"I use fingers from both hands to spread your sticky cunt lips apart, opening up your pink, sodden gash. I can see your hole clenching and unclenching, as if winking at me to come inside. I gather my tongue full of saliva, and with one movement I stick out my tongue, push my mouth into your sex and drill my tongue as deep up your fucking cunt as I can get it. The odor invades my nostrils as from chin to nose I am in your crotch, and your wetness starts to stick to the skin on my face as well. I wriggle my tongue deep inside your tight tunnel, feeling the hot tube of your pussy breathe around it; pulsating; squeezing and relaxing. My tongue gets covered in your smooth oils as I start to fuck it in and out. We can both hear it squelch as I pump my outstretched tongue up your hot black peach again and again."

"Jesus... Eat me... Eat my fucking pussy. Tongue-fuck it deep," Alice groaned out loudly, her bracelets clanging loudly as her arm moved swiftly up and down. She was really ragging at herself now.

"I want you to cum, Alice. I want you to cum with my face between your thighs. I want you to cum all over my face."

"Suck me. Just fucking suck on me."

"I am, Alice. My tongue is deep in your cunt. It's like a fucking swamp. It's like you're milking my tongue, sucking on it with your cunt. I think I can even hear it wetly, juicily suck on my tongue, like an octopus' suction cup. Your using those muscles to suck it in deeper. My mouth is buried between your lips; your greasy black folds are plastered to the sides of my mouth and my cheeks as I suck on you with my lips and you suck on me with your clenching, steaming cunt. Your cream is running out of it alongside my tongue as I suck on your hole with my lips. It's like sucking the white cream out of a small hole in a Hershey's kiss, only hotter, and better."

"Oh shit... Oh fucking shittt..." Alice grunted, her face grimacing, her hand going crazy.

"Feed me your cream, Alice. Let it run out of you into my mouth. Feed me that fucking delicious white cream right out of your black fucking cunt. Use my mouth for your cream; use my face to cum. CUM in my fucking face and CREAM in my fucking mouth, Alice. Make my chin drip with your fucking juices. Make me drink it all. Make me drink it and swallow it."

"OH SHIT... I'm almost there, Tony. Almost...there..." Alice cried as her hand flew up and down between her spread legs, her face contorted with an expression of pure lust, her teeth bared. Her toes curled painfully down against the top surface of the desk as the edge of it pushed into her soles.

"What do you want me to do, Alice? Tell me what you want from me to make it better."

"Grab my fucking ass with your hands, Tony. I want you to take that black ass in your hands and pull me into your face. Pull my cunt hard up into your mouth and suck me. Make it so I can't escape your tongue."