The Braless Wonder

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My knees were weak and shaking as Tom's limp cock spilled out of me. I could feel the warm love juice dribble down my leg as he pulled up his pants.

Bob saw his opportunity and he didn't want to waste any time. He took my arm and escorted me over to the lunch table as if I were a blind woman.

"Come over here, Sweetheart."

"Lay down on the table," he said.

I sat on the cold metal and grabbed the table top with both hands and eased my way back. Bob lifted my skirt and spread my legs. I moaned in anticipation. I opened my legs wider. He touched my swollen clit. My pussy pulsed and tightened. He ran his finger along the length of my slit.

"Are you ready for me?" He tickled my clit.

He gripped my waist with both hands and pulled me to the edge of the table, unbuttoned his coveralls, and crouched slightly to free his raging hardon. My heart was pounding in my chest and I knew that I wouldn't be able to stop him.

I caught Tom's gaze out of the corner of my eye.

"Be quick about it Bob. We haven't got much time."

Bob rubbed the shaft of his cock against my cunt right up to his balls as if he were using it as a measuring stick. He pulled back with his hips and ran the head of his erection down my pussy before plunging his thick cock into me. My muscles clenched around him. His strokes were long and hard. He used his cock like a battering ram. He rammed his cock into me then eased it halfway out then rammed again. His breath came faster as he increased the speed of his thrusts. He was getting close.

With my arms at my sides, I gripped the table with both hands and pushed back against him so he would go deeper. As I rocked my hips, he began to groan, matching my tempo. With every lunge forward, I felt myself being drawn closer to the edge. The room was filled with a symphony of moans and heavy breathing as our bodies moved in harmony while the table thumped out a backbeat rhythm against the wall like a big bass drum. It took just two more strong thrusts and I came with a shuddering sigh.

As I lay there, panting and trying to catch my breath, I turned my head to look at him. His face flushed, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple. I hooked my heels around his waist as he came inside me, washing my cervix with semen. He collapsed on top of me, exhausted.

"That... was amazing," He managed to gasp out, a wide smile spreading across my face.

I lay there thinking about what just happened. Why did I let him do those things? What did I think I was doing?

"You're a good girl, Vickie!" he said, reaching up and kneading my breast.

"Well," I said slowly, "Yes, I have heard that before."

"Of course you are. You've got some pretty impressive talent, don't you Vickie?"

I was feeling a little awkward, but not uncomfortable. My pussy had stopped twitching, though I hadn't expected it to.

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BgDaddy33BgDaddy336 months ago

I enjoyed that quite a bit. Anyone who has worked in retail could relate with having similar fantasies, if not downright similar stories. Well done!

DoctorJoDoctorJo6 months ago

The women in your stories seem to be often forcefully, or reluctantly, led to disregard any social,moral,intellectual, or age gap and, cultural, ethical restraints, and let sheer biology and primal instinct guide their actions.

The more illogical and wrongful their actions, the more intensely liberating, fulfilling is the pleasure they experience, and, consequently, their need to provide the utmost carnal pleasure.

Being submissive doesn't mean being passive.

I love a woman who owns her body, her sexuality.

To the point she is able to derive pleasure from how intensely her partner is enjoying her beauty too, from how her curves,her skin,her moans, are filling him with yet more selfish,mindless lust as the mating goes on.

I may sligltly biased in your favor, given my penchant for smart, busty women. But I do find your prose uncommonly fresh, at once vivid and elegant.

You were worth my attention.

Best

Vickie2Vickie28 months agoAuthor

Oh, well... I'm so glad that you enjoyed the story KrissyK. I haven't started any new stories but I'll certainly keep your comment in mind and thank you for taking the time to read my work and comment. It's encouraging to get positive feedback like yours.

KrissyKKrissyK8 months ago

Great story. It made me so wet. I hope there is some more coming soon.

Vickie2Vickie28 months agoAuthor

Thank you edsoames, I'm glad you enjoyed the style and thanks for taking the time to commnet.

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