Extras: Yoni and Lingam Ch. 01

'I thought you were coming back to see me again,' I said quietly so nobody else could hear. Now she looked distinctly uncomfortable.

'I'm sorry, but I've been thinking about what happened, and I don't think I should come back to your office. I know you won't believe me after how I behaved, but I don't normally do things like that. I'm not at all that sort of person. I behaved like some cheap slut, and I'm so ashamed. Yes it was wonderful, I admit that, but let's put it behind us if we can,' she kinda tailed off there.

I knew why her voice tailed off. It was because she was reacting to my pheromones again, the red aura around her hips and pelvis was going berserk, and she was finding it hard to think because she was feeling so horny again.

'I'm not like that, I can't explain it, I don't know what came over me,' she protested.

'I know what came over you,' I said looking around to make sure I wasn't overheard. 'It was my big hard cock. I loved the way you sucked on it to get every last drop of my come,' I reminded her. 'I loved the way you came over me, again and again, and how wet your pussy was.' She closed her eyes momentarily, and rocked back and forth in her office chair. I was obviously getting through to her.

'Please,' she almost whispered, 'please don't.' Her resistance almost entirely gone.

'What time do you break for lunch?' I asked her taking command. She looked at her watch.

'Now, I should be on my break now,' she admitted and reached for the phone. Was she calling security to have me ejected from the premises?

'Hi Samantha, Jessica here. I'm just off for lunch, reception is all yours, thanks,' and she put the phone down. She bent down and collected her handbag from under the desk, and walked back to my office with me. I unlocked the door and stood aside to let her back into the scene of her earlier downfall.

'Why?' she asked, looking puzzled as I closed and locked the door behind us. 'Why are you doing this to me, and why the fuck am I letting you?' I had to do something about that reluctance. She wanted this, wanted me to make love to her, but some psychological set of outmoded values was telling her it was wrong. Someone once said the best way to keep someone was to set them free.

'Oh come on now Jessica. I'm not doing anything to you, and you're not "letting me," do anything that you don't desperately want to do yourself. Admit it, even if it's only to me and yourself. Right now your pussy is as wet as it's ever been and your desperate to have me between your legs again. Am I right?' She nodded her head.

'Yes,' she replied quietly, looking at the floor. 'I don't want to appear cheap and easy, but oh my god, it was so amazing. I've never come like that, never come so hard and so often, and yes, I want more, but I'm a little ashamed that I've done all that with a total stranger.' I took her in my arms, just holding her, comforting her.

'Jessica,' I began. 'I think we're well past the "stranger," part of our friendship, but I'll say the same as I did before. If you don't want to be here with me, I'll understand and you can leave if you want, but I want you to stay here with me. I want to kiss you, kiss and suck your nipples, go down on that beautiful pussy and make you feel like a million dollars. Is that really so bad?' Of course I knew my words were just making her even more horny, but the final straw was when I unzipped my trousers and took my hard cock out. I heard her gulp.

'Do you want this again?' I asked her. She shook her head telling me no, but her hand reached out and touched my cock, her fingers trying to encircle my girth, her breathing telling me she wanted it. She stroked back and forth a few times.

'Show me your lovely pussy again,' I asked her. There was a slight hesitation and she reached down and pulled her skirt high around her waist. I pulled her closer to me and my cock homed in between her open thighs. Not into her sex, but rubbing against her open, wet labia. She moaned helplessly and began thrusting back and forward rubbing her pussy against my hardness as I kissed her, and unbuttoned the jacket again.

This time I stripped it from her completely and the bra followed seconds later. Now all she wore was the skirt around her waist. I left it there, there's something intrinsically erotic about a woman with her skirt around her waist where it's not supposed to be that I find so exciting and irresistible.

'Face down, over the desk,' I suggested, and although she looked a little worried, she did as I asked.

'Not my arse please,' she pleaded, and I assured her that I wasn't a back door man, adding if I was, her arse was so delightful that I would have reamed it out by now already.

She lay down across the desk and assumed the position, her pussy peeking out wonderfully from between her open thighs, with her generous pussy lips wetly glistening in the light. I rubbed my tip up and down between her lips, coating myself with her lubricating juices making sure she was ready.

She didn't just lie there passively though. Oh no, she wanted this too, and pushed back for more, and she got more. I nudged and nudged again persistently against her spreading lips, advancing slowly, but surely. She moaned and whimpered with pleasure as I gradually worked my way in, and then my knob was past the outer rim of her pussy and it was just a matter of slowly working in and out, deeper and deeper until she had all of me she could take.

I looked down seeing the distended pussy lips wrapped around my cock. It was a marvellous sight. The globes of her arse were beautiful, round and firm and I caressed the smooth skin of her buttocks and then the silken expanse of her back. She shivered with desire and pushed back against me again.

'Oh fuck,' she gasped, 'it feels amazing. I'm so full... make me come again... fuck me... please fuck mee...eee.' She finished as I pulled out and thrust in again quickly. 'Oh god yes... that's it... that is it.'

For someone who was so reluctant just minutes ago, she went at it with great enthusiasm. Pushing back hard, bucking and squirming on the end of my cock. I got up on tiptoes, fucking down into her pussy from a higher angle, then bent my knees and fucked up into her from a lower angle and then from one side and then the other.

I was determined that not one wet, silken fold or part of her vagina would escape the attentions my cock. Reaming her out from every angle, not to hurt her, but leave her with a well-used pleasurable ache in her pussy, to remind her so she'd be eager for more. I was after all, going to be here for a few days. If she came into work next morning thinking about sex it would be no bad thing as far as I was concerned, and another lunchtime fuck would be on the agenda.

In the meantime I set to work giving her as much pleasure as I possibly could. I love to hear a woman enjoying sex. They often say the most revealing things, and let you into their more private and secret thoughts when they are high on pleasure. Jessica was no exception. As I stroked in and out, with each stroke bringing her closer and closer to orgasm, I experimentally and lightly slapped those gorgeous arse cheeks I spoke about before. They were an utter delight to see as they wobbled slightly with each thrust of my cock into her pussy.

I was holding onto her hips pulling her harder against my cock, and occasionally caressing those glorious buttocks and slipping underneath to squeeze her nipples. I gave her bottom a couple of light slaps, affectionate more than anything else, but her reaction proved to be very revealing.

'Oh fuck yes,' she cried, obviously even more excited, 'harder please,' and so I gave her arse cheeks a couple of really hard smack, turning them a lovely shade of pink. Her pussy went into overdrive, fucking back against me even harder.

'Oh shit... fuck... yes... more... do it again... please...' she pleaded. 'oh god, oh fuck... yes... I'm coming. A few more harder slaps tipped her over the edge and suddenly she was coming so violently that she almost expelled me from her pussy. I hung on in there keeping her pulled hard against my cock, until she began to calm down. As her orgasm dwindled she may have expected me to stop, but I didn't, I just kept right on ploughing deeper and deeper into her furrow.

'Oh no... please... stop... I'm still too sensitive,' she gasped, but I ignored her pleas, and kept right on fucking her. Again she pleaded with me to stop, but a couple of more hard slaps on her delightful arse changed her tune, and now she was with me again, fucking me eagerly as I rammed my cock into her slippery wetness. I looked down at her pussy, seeing my cock ramming and sliding in and out, her natural secretions whipped into a creamy whiteness coating my cock and her labia, and within a minute or so, she was coming again.

'Oh... oh... coming again... coming again...' she squealed, almost a sobbing sound halfway between crying and laughing, whimpering, mewling, but coming, again and again. I reached forward and managed to grab a handful of her hair, despite it being so short, and pulled on it, the other hand on her shoulder pulling her back onto me as well. She reacted favourably, her pleasure ratchetting even higher if possible..

'Oh yes... harder... harder... please... please...' She had reached that plateau of pleasure, never quite coming down, only upwards again and again, and then I felt that warm gush over my cock and balls as she squirted uncontrollably once more, and at the same time I let go shooting my come deep into her farthest innermost recesses. She came once more and that was it. She slowly, slowly came down from the peaks of her arousal, and my cock softened before I slowly pulled out and watched my come leak and spew out of her gaping pussy. What an amazing and erotic sight she presented, and I wished I had a camera to record it. Not that I was likely to forget it.

I helped her up from the desk and she came into my arms, just clinging to me, wanting to be cuddled and comforted, and cuddle and comfort her I did. Gently rubbing her back, affectionately kissing her face and mouth.

'You were... no, you are amazing,' I whispered in her ear. She looked up at me, and uncertain smile on her face.

'I was so bad,' she confessed. 'I'm behaving like some cheap slut, but oh fuck, it feels wonderful.' I laughed and her smile broadened. 'Well, I am,' she insisted. I shook my head. 'You know the best bit?' she asked me, and without waiting for an answer told me. 'I don't care anymore. I loved it... everything, and I feel wonderful.'

As always time was against us, after all, let's not forget, we were in an office at work, and being caught fucking in the office wasn't in our plans. So, eventually we cleaned ourselves up as best we could and got dressed.

'Damn, my make-up is a real mess,' she said looking at herself in a small mirror from her handbag, while doing her best to make herself look presentable to the outside world. 'Uh-oh, I'm leaking again,' she said, laughing and wiping between her legs and the inside of her thighs with a tissue.

'Your "gloop," just keeps on dripping out.' I opened the drawer and gave her back her panties. She looked at them, a disgusted expression on her beautiful face. 'Jeeziz, a lot of help they will be, and besides,' she said, holding them up to her nose, 'they stink of sex. I'll maybe need to buy some big "granny," panties to catch your come if we're going to keep on doing this at lunchtime. I can't have it trickling down my legs as I sit in reception.'

'Yep, that's what you'll need.' I agreed. 'Some big "granny," come catchers. It won't matter, you'll still look absolutely fabulous once they are off.' She threw the panties at me.

'You pervert,' she laughed as I picked them up and sniffed them.

'You'd better get out of here right now, I'm getting hard again,' I warned her, but she just rolled her eyes in disbelief, so I unzipped my trousers once more and there he was, rock hard and ready. She came to me, and ran her hand along my length. I could tell by her breathing and the tell-tale red of her aura that she was ready again.

'It's fucking huge,' she gasped huskily. 'I've never seen a cock that big before, never even dreamed of a cock that size. Oh god help me,' she pleaded.

'Sit on it,' I suggested, and without hesitation this time she hiked her skirt around her waist again and threw her leg across my lap as I sat on the office chair. She looked down between her legs, and taking me in her hand rubbed me against her pussy, She sank lower, and my swollen knob nudged her generous cunt lips apart and sank into her depths again. She moaned, a long keening moan, pulling up and sinking down, again and again until she had as much as she could take.

I reached between those amazing legs and rubbed her projecting clitoris and as suddenly as that she was coming again, frantically sliding up and down my length, moaning in her ecstasy and telling me she loved my cock, blaming me for making her a slut.

As she came down from her orgasm. I lifted her higher until my cock slithered out of her wet hole. I was coated with her slickness again, shining wetly in the light. This woman just kept on producing more and more pussy juice, a pleasant measure of how horny she had become.

'I know you love my cock sweetheart,' I teased her, 'but we both have work to do. Now get your gorgeous arse out of my office, and get back to looking beautiful for the public.' She laughed again, and bending down gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and stooping even lower kissed the tip of my still hard cock.

'Thank you,' she said as she kissed my dick. 'I'm going to miss you,' and looking into my eyes added, 'and you... not so much.' She laughed again as she unlocked the door and gave me a little wave as she closed it behind her. Back to work...