An Intense Experience at the Office Pt. 02/2

"Oh damn, you are tight down there!" I exclaimed in rapture and had difficulty believing that my cock had been invited inside Sara's magical cave. It wasn't just any magical cave, no, no. It was a cave that could better be described as God's paradise.

I was so highly welcomed by her wonderfully narrow vaginal walls that I was beginning to doubt whether I could fit into the narrow entrance at all.

"Wow!" I moaned when Sara managed to get all the way down on me. Her pussy had eaten every inch of my hungry cock.

"I've been waiting a long time for this," she said out of the blue and slowly began to ride me, leaving me entirely outraged by her comment.

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously and had to know more.

"Ever since I saw you for the first time, I've been thinking about what it would be like to have you inside me," she panted with a heavy breath.

I was utterly shocked that she had had such insidious thoughts of me all the time we had worked together. It was the same for me. I had checked her out several times a week when I had the chance and imagined what it would be like to tear her clothes off and give her everything I possibly could with my male gender. This only made me remember that now was my chance.

With the most beautiful female body on my lap, Sara was riding me with precious and smooth movements. It was a delightful experience, and it felt as if I was a wild stallion she could easily tame. But she would have to think otherwise. I was not a stallion that was to be tamed.

In the middle of Sara's immersive ride, while she had her eyes closed, I decided to take back control. In a quick and a little too violent movement, I folded her white shirt over her shoulders and released the big jades of hers again, which bounced exquisitely a few times.

Sara was pushed out of her trance of pleasure, and I got her deep attention. She sent a sharp, almost disturbing look to show her displeasure with my action. I felt a bit guilty, but only for a few seconds, after which I shook it off and took a firm hold of her two large, huggable pillows.

I kneaded and nuzzled them thoroughly before putting my tongue on the delicious nipples. With energetic tongue strokes, my tongue boxed with various movements to the small skin flaps while my saliva spread like a thick blanket around their surface.

"Ohhh!" Sara moaned loudly when I unexpectedly clamped my index finger and thumb around one of her two beautiful meat cheats. I alternated between gentle and more heated squeezes, making her high-pitched wails vary. I took them as a clear signal that what I was doing was as if sent from heaven and was received by a state of good pleasure. Sara became utterly comfortable and in no way resisted the things I did.

"Now I have her exactly where I want," I said to myself, and I had a wide and sly smile, which luckily she didn't notice.

I slapped my hands down on her butt, making a big thud as each hand hit her bottom. I growled uncontrollably at both of them and squeezed hard. Afterward, I slid down a bit on the sofa to get a better grip so I could take over the control and participate more actively. It was pretty delicious to be ridden by the naughty babe, but I had simply fantasized and dreamed far too much about treating her like the bitch she was. Like all other bitches, she needed it hard and unruly.

When I got into the right position, I managed to move my rear and take control so Sara no longer had to do all the work.

"Uhhh, you're so fucking big!" she squealed as soon as I took my big manhood and thrust as deep into her as I possibly could. I got a nice and irresistible feeling in my body over her flattering remark. It was definitely something that could boost my self-confidence.

After fucking her for a few minutes and varying pace and impact power, it was time to change in another way. Even though I thoroughly enjoyed penetrating her, I could sense that she was getting tired in her hips from the riding position.

"What are you doing?" asked Sara skeptically when I straightened up on the sofa and sat up entirely after sinking into the seat to be able to fuck her. I didn't answer her but got ready to change the scenery.

"What the hell!" screamed Sara when I cautiously lifted her up from the sofa. My cock was still inside her as she hung around me like a child who hadn't learned to walk.

She was a bit heavy, and it was definitely not the most practical position, but I wanted so badly to try it.

Fully upright on my legs, I had my hands around her bottom, which took away most of her body weight. This way, I could continue to clash with my lusty cock.

"Oh yes, fuck me, Todd!" she gasped as I sped up my bun movements.

Sara held my neck, so I didn't have to think about balancing with her that much and only had to focus on holding her body weight up. I hadn't tried this position before, so I imitated the movements I saw on pornhub.

Of course, I knew very well that mixing porn into sex wasn't always a good idea, certainly not if you hadn't tried it before. But I took the chance, and it turned out to be quite alright. In any case, I enjoyed it, and from Sara's violent outburst, I would assume that she also absolutely loved the somewhat atypical sex position.

We did not continue for very long, however, because eventually, I could feel my strength waning. At one point, I went to one of the office's walls and used it as a support wall to carry and hold Sara up, just like I had seen them do in the movies. It worked fine, but only for a short moment.

"How nice of you to go for a walk with me," giggled Sara after I had carried her around my office with her in my arms. I thought it was a bit of a snarky remark she made, but I couldn´t help but smile about it and thought she had a good point.

"I have to put you down," I said and lifted her over to my desk. I placed her carefully on one edge of the table where there was enough room for her without messing up all my work paper.

"Fuck, it was nice," I exclaimed out of breath.

"Are you saying I'm fat?" she shot out of her mouth simultaneously. I looked back at her with an almost anxious look and got a great worry that I had insulted her too grossly. Her serious face quickly changed to a smug expression.

"Ha, ha, ha," I laughed sarcastically at her flabby comment. Sara could see that I was not a fan of her irony. Like a plaster on the wound, she grabbed my penis and gave it a few hearty kisses. I blinked, with a smile on my face, as a sign of my forgiveness.

My desk was not ready for us to use it as a prop in our play. In addition to having a lot of beautiful decorations on my desk, I also had piles of papers, which were ready-made reports, thoroughly sorted and ready to be sent on. Sara looked over her shoulder and saw how little space we had to crowd ourselves.

"We can't be here," she pointed out, even though I had reached the same conclusion.

"We'll have to change that," she said right after, taking her arm, laying it flat on the surface, and sweeping everything within her reach off the desk. It was like seeing your cat at home sitting on the living room table or one of the bookshelves, pushing things down with its paw.

"Okay then," I mumbled, pursing my lips in deep frustration that she pushed one of the completed reports onto the floor. It was now spread out with all its sides on the floor.

I had to take a deep breath to keep my temper from boiling. All the work I had put into those reports was worse than the task Sara and I had been assigned. Fortunately, I just had to put the papers back in the correct order, but despite that, I could feel a simmering wave of hate rising.

My hands were shaking at Sara's disrespectful behavior, and I couldn't help but let out a disgruntled grunt. Sara didn't register it, thank God, but instead lay down comfortably on her back and boldly spread her legs for me.

Her adorable labia opened as the legs parted, exposing her warm and drenched hollow. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to the table's edge, so she was at the correct distance from my crotch.

Luckily enough, the desk was at the perfect height, so I avoided bending down at the knees or lifting myself up on tiptoes.

I moved my cock towards her opening, marking my territory with a few big-nosed dickslaps. I moved back and forth with the hips, so the first few strokes of my shaft were rubbing the outside of Sara´s labia. Some of them aimed for Sara's swollen clitoris. It was conspicuously looking at me, and therefore I couldn't resist slapping my cock down on her golden meat pearl. She squealed a little when I hit just the right spot, which made me smile, satisfied.

"Put your cock inside me," Sara whispered to herself. She didn't think I heard it and was embarrassed when she noticed my look. I flashed back and tipped my cock head off the clitoris and down between her small and thin labia. Her ribcage rose in a deep breath when I hit her vaginal entrance.

Although we had just started not too long ago, I was still experienced enough to know that thrusting my manhood into Sara in one simple movement would be inappropriate. The vagina was like a flower that needed to be unfolded. That's why I opened her indescribably tight cavity with small and short movements, just like she did when she rode me to God´s paradise.

"Uh, I love how big you are," it sounded once again from her. I was flattered by her compliment, but I certainly hadn't forgotten or forgiven her for pushing half the contents of my desk onto the floor.

I bit my lower lip and increased the pace tremendously. My gaze was fixed on her female sex, so I was utterly absorbed in watching my horny dick disappear into her. For every jolt made my testosterone levels rise. The feeling of superiority took root everywhere in my body, and I could not help but see myself as a hideous beast seizing its vanquished prey.

I deliberately lost my mind and gave Sara an invisible and giant fuck finger. I leaned over the desk, put my hand around her neck, and I fucked her harder and harder. When I noticed she was tilting her head even further back and showing more neck, I took it as a good sign. She was enjoying my reckless penetration. There was no doubt.

"I guess she likes that, " I stated, confident, tightening my grip on her airways even more. Her moans became more frantic, both because I was becoming more careless in my cock strokes but also because she was breathing more deeply.

She finally put one hand around mine, trying to guide how tight my grip should be around her neck. First, I read her facial expressions, and together, we worked our way to the proper pressure that should lie around her neck. But I ignored her instruction several times and pressed my fingers closer together. It was a fun but very cheeky experience, being the master of Sara's necessary air resource.

When I had had enough fun dominating her, I let go of her neck and lifted her feet onto my shoulders. We had now changed sex positions, and by changing the position of her feet and legs, I could feel an effect immediately. My penis was sucked even further into Sara's deep entrance of paradise.

"Fuck, her inside feels so incredible," I said to myself as her vaginal walls at the exact moment clung even closer to my shaft. It was a fantastic and indescribable sensation. The heat and the wet flesh made every movement elegant and supple. I could stay in this position until I climaxed, which I already sensed was coming.

"I don't want to end like this," was my thoughts.

I pushed her feet down from her shoulders and laid them both in a side-lying position. I could continue to squeeze in and out of her wonderful cunt, and this position also had its effect. Damn. If only there was a way to temporarily turn off my orgasm and keep enjoying this moment a bit longer.

As the pressure in my cock increased further, my inside soon became ready to send my shots of lush inside her. However, I spontaneously pulled out of Sara before that happened.

Sara raised her head uncomprehendingly to investigate what was the matter. I pulled her close to me so that her bottom and hips protruded over the table's edge. She panicked a bit, thinking I was going to pull her down. But when I stopped, she calmed down again. Still unaware of my intentions, I saw Sara trying hard to conform to what I wanted. However, it took her a short while before it finally dawned on her that I wanted her to turn over on her stomach.

"Uhh yes, my favorite position," she emphasized before voluntarily turning her body ninety degrees and repositioning herself in a doggy style. She straightened up and thrust her bottom out while supporting herself with her arms, just like when doing a plank in the gym.

I had taken a step back to give her space, watching her formidable alluring dance moves as she waved seductively with her fantastic ass. She swayed at the waist, looking like a real cat stretching out. I had one hand on my cock as I was completely sold on the excellent view.

"Ready to be eaten," I hummed and couldn't help myself. Because that was precisely what Sara was, a perfectly delicious snack that was ready to be devoured.

Which reminded me that I hadn't fully tasted her yet. It was only her huge breasts so far.

I stepped forward, got down on my knees, and bent into the beautiful naked female rear part in front of me. I lay my hands on her ass cheeks and spread them from each other, exposing her amazing pussy and anus hole.

"Yum!" it sounded loudly in my inner voice. I licked my lips and made them wet before I drilled my face deeply between the two holes. Sara let out a startled scream when she sensed my unruly face exploring her private parts.

Like a reckless child, my tongue licked and moved in wild and uncontrollable directions. Her many juicy liquids got sucked into my mouth, and the taste was glorious. They were a bit salty but fresh and warm and, overall, an illegally naughty move from my side.

"Oh my God!" she moaned as I inserted my tongue into her opening. It caught my attention, and I immediately started taking it out and then putting it back in.

My tongue had now become the new penis that I penetrated her sacred entrance with. I didn't get nearly as far in, but I was delighted to hear how her moans had changed into a more wild and pleasurable sound.

I wondered if this was the first time she had experienced this kind of pleasure. I once read an article that most women didn't receive much oral sex from their partner, which I couldn't fathom. Who wouldn't want to go down on a woman and lick and suck her wet? It was a mystery to me, but no matter what, Sara got an intense round of love from my mouth and tongue.

It was such a fierce round for Sara, and at one point, to my great surprise, I suddenly felt a sharp hand pressing from the back of my head, leading me even closer to her pussy.

"I am cumming! Ohhh!" she squealed happily.

I was determined to continue with the same movements and pace without adjusting them. The way to a woman's orgasm, I had been told, was to keep doing what you were doing when they came with their climactic announcement. Tell me if I´m wrong.

Sara exploded as her long-awaited orgasm was unleashed. All the nerve pathways in her body vibrated, causing almost every body part to twitch as if she had had an epileptic seizure.

I stopped my lively tongue movements as the many rants subsided. She lay utterly drained of energy, breathing heavily. I didn't ask how she was feeling, nor did I consider whether she needed a break to recover from her orgasm.

Instead, I stood up and dick-slapped my stiff cock between her ass cheeks. Afterward, I stroked her wonderful entrance several times and rubbed my cock head between the two soaking labia.

I was too impatient to wait for her to be ready again, so I invited myself in and was not as gentle as I used to be. She was warm and wet enough to receive my cock without trouble.

"Oh, Todd!" she moaned in the exact second as she felt all of me being shoved up inside of her at once.

Damn! How I had been looking forward to this moment for such a long time. My dearest colleague, inferior to me in job title and work experience, was bent over on my desk, with only her short skirt as clothing. The thought of her being my assistant made the fantasy of the sassy secretary bloom in my head.

"Ahhh, my very own sex secretary," I thought and went wild at the grandiose thought. I bit my lips together and held on tightly to the nice plump ass cheeks I had in front of me in an erotic doggy style. My manhood was disappearing in and out, and despite the fact that we had been going for a long time, she was still as tight as the first time.

My climax immediately found its way back. The short break of licking Sara to an orgasm didn't help much with my upcoming ejaculation. I burst a few minutes into the popular and famous dog pose.

"I am cumming!" I roared, pushing myself up into Sara as far as possible, then unleashing my second round of ejaculation.

The deep and sensual electrical impulses shot forth from the inside of my crotch, reaching to the tip of my cock. I concentrated entirely, swallowing every part of my orgasm, which I knew was over in just a few seconds.

The few seconds before the release and the few below were decisive. Here, I was taken away from reality and thrown into a peaceful world where idyllic harmony only existed, which filled me with the most significant and overwhelming form of pleasure, joy, and happiness.

In the seconds after the peak of the climax, the ecstatic impulses quickly subsided, and all I felt were the remaining pumps of my exhausted penis.

I pulled out and released the air pressure so that cascades of sperm flowed out of Sara's abdomen. It was such a violent charge that it immediately began to drip onto my office floor.

I pulled back and threw my body, exhausted, onto the sofa. My cock was smeared with her vaginal fluids and my own semen.

Deeply out of breath, I got a buttery smile and was overjoyed at my victory. I had won the trophy and left my mark on her.

Sara was still leaning in front of my desk, with her ass in the air, and my life seeds oozing out of her, which was an indescribable triumph.

For a long time, none of us moved, and we spent a good while getting our strength back before we got the practical part over with. Now that we were done, it was time for the less fun part, the clean-up. Wet wipes were found, and after using almost half a pack, we both concluded it was best to dap in the shower.

The evening ended in a third round in the workplace's private shower cubicle. It was like in sports halls, where several showers were hanging in rows, with lots of space to spread out. But I will keep that part to myself.

THE END!