New Job!

I was in my 3rd week at my new job as director of this mid size company. It looked like everything was going great the people were very nice, and friendly. There was this woman in the accounting department who came by with spread sheets to discuss the figures with me. She was a beautiful looking blonde woman by the name of Wendy. She had a pair of breasts that were unbelievable, won't I love to get my hands and mouth on those babies ummmmm.

Wendy had come into my office a couple of times to review figures with me and she would stand right next to me showing me the figures. As she did this she would "accidentally" rub her breasts up against my arm giving me a hard on until she left. Man o man, after she would leave all I wanted to do was go in the men's room and jerk off.

One night I was working late and thought everyone had left. I heard a slight tapping at my door and when I went to see who it was it was you Wendy, saying you had some additional figures I had to look at. I said I didn't know any one else was working and you said that you had to get these figures done. I said ok come over by the desk so I can see them. I then removed the files I was working on to clear up the top of my desk. You put the spread sheet down and were leaning into me. I could feel your breasts rubbing up against my arm, and I half closed my eyes for a moment welcoming the feel of them. I turned my head and you were bent down and I could smell your neck and all could smell was that fresh clean smell you get when you have stepped out of a hot shower, and didn't it smell great. You caught me sniffing and asked what I was doing and I explained how you smelled so great and how it so often turned me on. You looked at me and then at my crotch and said it did not seem like I had far to go as my hard cock was sticking up, making a rather large bulge in my pants.

You then proceeded to place your hand on my crotch and began rubbing my cock through my pants. You commented that my cock felt nice and awfully hard. I told you that was because of you and I told you how when you came into my office to check figures I had a hard time concentrating after you left. You apologized and I said it was not your fault, at least not entirely.

You leaned down and I started kissing you on your lips and as my tongue touched your lips you parted your lips to allow me to enter. I plunged my tongue into your warm wet silky smooth mouth and was exploring your mouth with my tongue. You pressed your lips around my tongue and began sucking on it. umm that felt good. Almost like having my cock sucked on ummmm.

As I sat in my chair I reached down and began running my hand along your nice shapely leg. I let my hand go higher up your leg until my hand was between your thighs caressing and rubbing them. As I moved my hand across you panties I my hand fall between your legs and noted that you were wearing crotchless panties yummy. When I felt them I looked up at you and you smiled and said "I kind of hoped you would like them."

Yes, yes most definitely. I ran my fingers along your pussy lips and could feel you were getting moist ummm. I then stopped much to your dismay but only long enough to remove your skirt. Then I stood up and proceeded to unbutton your blouse, with a little help from you. I also helped unhook your bra allowing those perfectly melon shaped breasts loose. God they were magnificent ummm. Beautifully shaped with large nipples and areolas those nipples were waiting to be sucked on and I was going to do it.

I embraced you in a hug then turned you around so you were facing away from me. I put my arms under yours and brought my hands up and cupped each breast in one of my hands. I began caressing and squeezing them. You leaned back into me and I could hear you softly moaning in pleasure ummm. I took each of your nipples and began playing with them rolling them between my finger tips until they were fully erect. As I was I doing that I leaned down and began softly and gently kissing you on your neck up to your ear lobe. I took your ear lobe between my lips and began sucking on it like it was one of your nipples ummmm.

I turned you a little side ways to kiss you and run my hand down along your stomach to your panty line. Where I began softly rubbing and caressing this area. Slowly sliding my hand further down until I was at your pussy line. I began caress your pussy running my finger along those lips and I could feel your precum. I then helped you onto the desk so that your legs and feet were hanging over the edge. I held you in a momentary embrace kissing your lips then sliding down to your breasts. I lingered at each one taking your nipple in my mouth and sucking on it greedily. Then playing with your nipples with my tongue running my tongue across your nipple and around your areolas. Ummm.

I pushed you slightly back and continued kissing you between your breasts and down across your stomach stopping at your panty line. I then pushed you gently back so that you were lying on the desk. I then continued kissing you first along one thigh then the other. Until I had reached your pussy, I began kissing your pussy then allowed my tongue to lick along the edge of those pussy lips. I heard you gasp then softly moan, and I glanced up you were playing with your breasts and pulling on the nipples. I then extended my arms under your thighs and cupped your ass in my hands. I leaned my face further between your legs and began to suck on your pussy in earnest. I began plunging my tongue between those lips trying to plunge my tongue in as far as it would go. You were heaving your hips to meet my plunging tongue trying to get it in as far as it would go. You reached down and pulled your lips apart and exposed your wonderful clit. I took your clit in between my lips and began sucking on it and letting my tongue lick around your clit. You then thrust your hips up into my face and climaxed. I began licking your juices off that I could reach and you sat up and licked what I could not reach.

You then got up off the desk and lead me to the couch. You began undressing me, taking my shirt off, and then proceeded to unbuckle and unzip my pants before pulling them down into a bunch at my ankles. I stepped out them and you got down on your knees and reached into my shorts and pulled my hard cock out. You held it softly in your hand and began slowly stroking it, pulling it. you then took the head of my cock in your warm wet silky smooth mouth and began just sucking on the head, driving me crazy, twirling your tongue along the under side of my cock, before plunging it all the way in to your mouth.

God that felt so good. I pulled you away for a second and you were upset but I said I just want to lie on the couch while you work your magic. You agree reluctantly but then hooked your fingers in my waist band and pulled my shorts all the way off. You then put your arms around my waist and hugged me so that my cock was nestled between your breasts and you began sliding my cock between the beautiful melon shaped breasts and kissed me on my stomach before gently pushing me onto the couch. Once I am on the couch you kneel beside the couch so that wonderfully shaped ass of yours is pointed towards my face.

You lean over and take my cock in your hand and begin stroking it again before leaning down and letting my cock enter your mouth ummmmm. As you take my cock in your mouth I let my hand slide onto your ass where begin softly caressing it. You take my cock in further and slowly withdraw it from your mouth but not completely. You then slide it all the way back in and repeat this taking it in and out in and out slowly and I can feel your warm breath on my balls as you are doing this ummm.

I am continuing to caress your ass only now I am sliding my hand down further between your legs and I feel your swollen pussy. I softly let my fingers play with your pussy allowing a finger to glide along and just in between your pussy lips. As I am doing this you are begin to pump my cock faster and faster up and down in and out faster, faster. I am trying to keep up with plunging my finger in and out of your pussy faster and faster. Each time I plunge my finger in you push back to meet my finger.

Just as I am about to burst you stop and turn and give me a kiss and ask me to sit up. I do and you move back a little so that your pussy is directly over my hard cock you then slowly sit down so that my cock enters your soaking wet pussy fully. You then start moving up and down raising your hips and bringing them down on my cock. You continue doing this going faster and faster in and out, in and out and you tell me you are cumming I trust one more time upwards and explode in your pussy just as you are reaching your climax. You then lay back against me and I hold you in an embrace nuzzling at your neck and caressing those wonderful tits. I tell you I think I am going to like working here and you better wear those crotchless panties more often.

-Anonymous

Autoshop Girl

I manage a used auto parts shop—although the place is more like a junkyard. Not exactly a glamour job, but I’m good at it. A customer comes in, asks for a gas cap for an ‘84 Ford Escort, or a carburetor for a ‘79 Dodge Dart, and I have my grubby hands on it in minutes.

I got four guys working for me and one girl, the secretary. That’s where I get the most trouble in my business, with the secretaries. I need a sharp girl who can type, answer phones, write up orders and do the bookkeeping. Problem is, most good secretaries want to work in a higher class environment where they can wear nice clothes. For a while I had a dyke who came to work in overalls and loved it, but she split for Califomia.

So when Gabriella, a dark and sultry Brazilian, showed up for an interview wearing a perfectly pressed navy blue suit, the skirt halfway up her ass, and six-inch heels, I figured she wouldn’t last a day. Halfway through the interview she tells me she’s illegal, no green card, and asks if she can be paid under the table. She looks scared when she asks, like maybe I’m gonna call La Migra. But my brain is clicking away—she’s desperate, she’ll never find a plush office job off the books; maybe she’ll stay awhile. I hired her on the spot.

Gabriella worked out great. Her English was better than mine, she was a typing and bookkeeping whiz, and she was a dish to look at, with her long mane of jet black curls, olive skin, almond eyes and hour-glass figure. What’s more, she dressed like she was working in the front office of a TV network or something—creamy silk blouses, short tight skirts, the whole nine yards. Unlike other secretaries who’d worked for me, though, Gabriella was so calm and meticulous that she never seemed to catch her nylons on a rusty fender or rub her sleeve on a greasy spark plug. When she left at five she looked the same as when she came in at nine.

The guys loved her, but they didn’t mess with her. For one thing, she was polite and friendly, but strictly professional. More important, every day her husband showed up to take her home. Jorge was a big dark South American, over six feet tall, and the first time Gabriella introduced him he gave us each a look we couldn’t fail to understand: mess with my woman, I’ll rip your balls off.

One day after she’d been working for me around six months, Gabriella drove herself to work. When I asked where Jorge was, she said he’d gone back to Brazil for a couple of weeks to see his sick mom. That day she went out for lunch—usually she ate at her desk—and came back with a bunch of shopping bags. I wondered why she brought them in instead of just leaving them in the car, but soon forgot about it.

At five everyone split and, as usual, I closed up, pulling the blinds down, locking the doors. It had been a long, hot day. I got a Bud out of the fridge and sat down in Gabriella’s chair with my feet up on her desk, chugging my beer and smoking. Suddenly my eye fell on two big shopping bags beneath the desk. She’d forgotten them. I caught a glimpse of something frilly hanging out, and my curiosity was stirred.

I finished my beer and opened another, my eyes roving every so often to the shopping bags. Finally I said what the hell and opened them.

Gabriella must have spent her lunch hour running around to every lingerie store in the city. One after another I pulled out her purchases—garter belts, panties, bras, teddies, in every color of the rainbow. I knew I shouldn’t be snooping, but I couldn’t stop myself. As I fondled the material my dick came to life. I could just see Gabriella in the skimpy underthings, and it made my cock hard. I laid out an outfit on the desk in the pattern of her body, unzipped my fly and started stroking.

Just as I was going for the top, the key turned in the lock. Frantically I shoved my throbbing dick back into my pants and zipped up. I was about to scoop the underwear back into the bags when Gabriella walked through the door.

I felt like I had shit all over my face. Gabriella’s mouth dropped in surprise, but in a split second she recovered and, to my amazement, smiled warmly.

 “I forgot my packages,” she said, and then, with her eyes on the bulge in my pants, said teasingly, “but I see they’re in good hands.”

I just stood there feeling like a total jerk. I didn’t know what the fuck to say. Gabriella came over and put a hand on my shoulder.

“It’s okay, Jimmy, it’s normal.”

“Yeah,” I mumbled, and started stuffing her things into the bags. I couldn’t look her in the eye.

“Oh, don’t put them away,” Gabriella said. “Why waste an opportunity like this?”

Now I did look at her, my eyes popping out of my head. “Are you nuts?”

“Don’t be scared. Jorge is thousands of miles away, and while the cat’s away... Wouldn’t you like to see what these look like on?”

“Gabriella, I...” I thought she was teasing me to get even, and I wanted to apologize, but before I knew it she was stripping off her clothes and stepping into the panties. She picked out a matching bra and hooked it on, but not before I’d caught sight of her perfectly round brown globes with nipples the size of half dollars.

“You think Jorge will like this?” she asked, coming closer.

“Yeah, I’m sure he will,” I mumbled.

“Take out your cock,” she whispered.

“Gabriella...”

“Take it out.”

What could I do? Maybe she just wanted to torture me as revenge. Maybe I’d end up dead in a pile of scrap metal if old Jorge ever found out. But at the moment I had no choice but to give in to the raging hard-on pushing against my zipper. I opened it and my eight inches popped out. Gabriella’s eyes took in my meat and she nodded. “Nice one. Stroke it for me.”

In a trance I pulled and stretched my dick, watching her reactions. After a minute she knelt before me, took it into her mouth and sucked like a vacuum, looking up at me with her almond eyes.

The girl could suck as good as she typed. I moaned and ran my fingers through her thick hair. After a long and thorough suck she stood and peeled off her flimsy underwear, and climbed onto my lap. Straddling me in the office chair, she positioned her cunt over my pole and slid herself down, throwing back her head and shutting her eyes in ecstasy. I let her ride me, bouncing up and down, while I licked and sucked her juicy nipples, ran my tongue up her neck, then back down her tits and across her flat brown belly. She moaned and groaned and wiggled and shoved, hanging onto me for dear life. Unable to hold off any longer, I shot my load into her wet pussy. As my thrusts subsided, Gabriella held me tighter. “Don’t take it out,” she whispered, moving her hand to her clit. She pressed it steadily, moving her cunt in tiny circles around my still hard dick. She began to whimper until her whimpers grew into moans and finally a blood-curdling scream as she bounced like a jockey crossing the finish line.

I’d never seen a woman have such a noisy, violent and prolonged orgasm, and it drove me wild. I was ready for more, but Gabriella collapsed against me, her fingers making little circles on my hairy chest.

She sighed. “Oh, Jimmy, that was fabulous.” Slowly she climbed off of me and got dressed, this time in her regular clothes.

Afterglow melted into fear. Would she tell Jorge? Did she do this kind of thing often? Would we do it again? Would it change our work relationship?

Gabriella left with hardly another word, and I spent the entire night worrying about it. But the next day she came in, cool and professional as always, just as if nothing had happened between us. And that’s how it’s been ever since.

Except...last week I was looking for something in Gabriella’s desk when I spotted a brown wrapper with my name scribbled lightly across it in pencil. I opened it up and found the red panties, no longer new, their crotch slightly crusty. I lifted them to my face and sniffed the scent of Gabriella—a rich combination of pussy, mocha and cinnamon. I smiled and took the panties home. Now, whenever I want, I can wrap Gabriella around my dick and jack off, remembering.

—Jimmy D.

Confessions of a Corporate Lesbian

Every morning, I wake up and seduce myself to go to work and confront the pleasure and pain of my high-powered corporate job. There are parts of my job I enjoy and parts I greatly dislike. Mostly, I enjoy the power and the money, but one of my favorite parts is getting dressed for work.

Being the top female executive at my firm puts me in the position of being a kind of cross dresser; wearing very masculine looking pant suits, little makeup, and even mens’ boxer shorts under my suits. I have always prided myself on being a bit of a butch, particularly around feminine women I find attractive, and being a female ejaculator has helped me live up to the butch role I play sexually and psychologically and the powerful position I hold in the boardroom.

Thursday, my most hectic day of the week, my secretary walked out. I was lucky to arrange getting a temp secretary in the next morning and I was only hoping she was good looking and at least halfway competent.

I showed up to work on Friday in my Belgian gray flannel handmade suit, a paisley ascot and my pressed white cotton boxers. I was freshly shaven in every way and my pussy was still throbbing from my Thursday evening body massage.

In my office was a stunning, petite Asian woman with shimmering black hair bathing her delicate shoulders. Her body was lithe and her breasts were rounded and alert pressed against her white cotton blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra and I could see a hint of her brown and succulent nipples through her blouse. My clit began to pulsate and I could see the day was going to be at least bearable.

She raised her head quickly as she heard the door behind me slam. She handed me my mail and scurried back to her desk. On the way out she muttered, "Good morning, Ms. Morgan. My name is Mia.”

A long morning ensued. The business climate was awful and all I could think about was fucking Mia. I fantasized that I would call her in my office, close the door and begin my repertoire of satisfying activities. First I would make her slowly undress while I twirled my clitoris between my fingers to get off. I would fetch my strap-on dildo I kept in a desk drawer, drape her delicate naked body over my conference table and throw her legs over my shoulders while I entered her, bucking my hips wildly. I fantasized full possession of her body and total authority over her pleasure.

Midday Mia came into my office timidly and asked if she could go to lunch. There was something shy yet playful about her manner. I sized her up for a moment while she stood displayed, waiting for my approval. I nodded without taking my eyes off of her and she left.

I decided it was time for a break myself. I took my jacket off for a stretch and headed toward the women's room. I walked in to find Mia at the sink meticulously washing her hands. I brushed by her resting my hand at the small of her back for a split second and entered a stall. Suddenly the room went dark and I could hear the door being bolted. My stall door crept open and Mia slithered in. My twat was hot and creamy and I could feel the effect of Mia’s presence in the tingling of my wet asshole. She put her hands on my waist and began to unbuckle my belt.

I could feel her hot breath at my throat. Her fingers were nervous and agitated while she struggled to lower my trousers. I tried to caress her and remove her blouse but she squirmed away and insisted on working my pants off first. I was nervous and getting wetter by the second. Before I knew it, Mia had my pants and shirt off and I was standing there in my boxer shorts and loafers. Having always played the role of the butch, I was somewhat uncomfortable and at the same time relieved having Mia take ownership over my sexual pleasure.

She began removing her clothes as if routinely undressing. She stared straight through me the entire time, completely expressionless. Her body was as beautiful as I imagined but I was stunned at what a powerful figure she became once her clothes came off.

Mia instructed me to stand on the toilet and face the door. Without hesitating I followed her orders. She told me to spread my legs a bit further and use the door to hold myself up. I could feel the lips of my wet pussy as they unsealed. Suddenly Mia was squatting on the toilet seat behind my feet and I could feel her wet tongue and supple bottom lip hit my clit. She delicately messaged my clit orally occasionally dropping her tongue to my hole to catch the wetness oozing from me. Next she sucked the whole of my pussy in her mouth and began nibbling it tenderly. At first I jumped at the pinching sensation but Mia's cooing helped me get into it. Gradually she began chewing me harder and harder until the combination of pleasure and pain led to my first orgasm. My legs were shaking and my hands were numb from clutching for composure on the bathroom door.

I tried to step down from the throne Mia had put me on and get back a bit to my traditional role, but Mia wouldn’t have it. She grabbed my ankles firmly and held my trembling legs in place. Her lips then landed between my glory hole and my pussy and she lightly mopped the damp area with her already cummy lips. I knew what was next and the excitement and nervousness of anything anal nearly threw me off balance. She glided her finger in a swirling pattern around my anus and then slowly and rhythmically poked her finger in and out. I could feel the tightness of my own asshole, as if it were my own finger entering it. She asked me if I had ever been fucked from behind before and I replied, "I usually do the fucking.” She giggled and began eating my glory hole with her soft lips and firm tongue. This went on for some time until all the openings in my body were relaxed and spilling fluid. I reached back and felt Mia with my trembling hand and felt my slippery cum coating her face.

We wrestled for a moment while I tried to separate her face from my cheeks but she resisted and kept gnawing at my throbbing anus. She held my legs tightly in place and continued to keep me in a serviced position. After numerous exploding orgasms I begged Mia to change places with me so I too could coat my mouth with femme juices. The more I persisted the more aggressive she became.

Before I knew it her tender mouth was replaced with four fingers and I could feel the rough but soothing friction against my taut insides. Her rhythmic motion brought me to the point of ecstasy and I moaned with pleasure. My pussy began pulsating and I could feel my ejaculation coming on. Mia obviously sensed this and lowered her mouth to my pussy to catch my potion.

I was exhausted and exhilarated. I panted and tried to catch my breath when Mia pulled on my swollen shaven pussy lips and whispered, "Let go.” I wasn't sure at first what she meant by that but I finally caught on to what she wanted. I leaned forward balancing myself on the door, took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I relaxed fully as I felt the fingers of both of her hands enter me, in my cunt and my anus. I tightened for a moment, and then completely relaxed as both hands went all the way in. I came with orgasm after orgasm as I had never cum before.

When it was over she shyly smiled at me as if I were a passing stranger and bolted out of the bathroom stall to wash up and get dressed. For a moment I stood there covered in my own body’s juices feeling satiated and stunned by this short episode. I sat on the toilet to give my limbs a chance to stop shaking. Mia washed her hands up to her elbows at the sink and then thoroughly dried them right down to cleaning my cum out from under her nails.

She dressed in the same routine way she undressed, then turned and smiled at me and in her generally unassuming way, walked out without hesitation.

Country Club Cutie

I took a summer job right after college at an exclusive country club as a bartender in the club lounge.  It was a quiet club and the patrons gave good tips, but one guy gave great tips.  Every Thursday at 11am he played a round of golf and then kicked back with his golfing buddies in the lounge.  He openly flirted with me and I flirted back and not just for the tips.  Ryan was average looking but he had that rare charisma that drew you in and he was funny, too.  It didn’t take long for me to look forward to seeing Ryan on Thursdays.  But this Thursday it rained hard and the club lounge was empty except for me.  Then in walked Ryan with his lopsided grin.  He was by himself and he sat down at the bar.

            “Hey, cutie,” he smiled.  “Just a club soda, please,” Ryan said and set a twenty-dollar bill on the bar.  “No change needed,” he winked.

            I laughed and smiled back.  “Thank you, you’re very generous.”

            “Yep,” he agreed. 

            “I am surprised to see you here with the rain,” I said.

            “I didn’t like the idea of not seeing you,” Ryan softly told me. 

            His confession stopped me as I stretched to put up a bottle of gin on a high bar shelf. 

            “Here, let me help,” Ryan offered and he came around behind the bar.  I expected him to put the gin on the high shelf, but he grasped my waist and lifted me to do it.  I liked his strong hands on my waist and heat spread across my hips and deep in my pussy.  A surge of desire made me wet and my hands faintly trembled.  As Ryan lifted me to the shelf, he tucked me against his body and tightened his hold.  As soon as I set the gin on the shelf, Ryan turned me around in his arms.  My tits were practically in his face and I leaned back. 

            “What else do you need help with?” Ryan grinned. 

            I couldn’t help it, and brushed his brown hair off his forehead.  “I have to restock the storage closet,” I said.

            His grin deepened.  “Let’s go,” he said and headed out from behind the bar.

            “Put me down and I will show you where it is,” I told him.

            “Point the way; I’ll carry you,” Ryan laughed.

            He carried me into the storage closet and set me down.  The closet was huge and box after box needed to be opened and the items shelved.  Ryan smiled down at me.  He trailed his finger over the soft skin along my collarbone and then down along the top swell of my breast.

            “I can’t sleep at night,” he murmured.  “All I think about is fucking you.”

            I bit my bottom lip at the erotic thought and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.  He took that green light and almost ripped the buttons off my shirt.  Ryan got my tits in his hands and pushed them up into two tanned swelling mounds.  He rubbed his thumbs over the sheer black lace covering my nipples.  Then he slipped one hand up my skirt to tug my black lace panties into my pussy against my clit and he slowly tugged the fabric back and forth over my swollen clit.

            I moaned into his mouth as we kissed and he pushed his fingers inside my slick, tight box.  He found my hot spot and played his fingers over it as I bit his shoulder from the pleasure. 

            “I’ve been wanting to get you wet for so long, I’m hard as a rock for you.”

            I slipped my hand to his cock and wrapped my hand over his rod through his pants.  He was rock solid and I wanted to feel his cock in my hand.  Ryan backed me against the wall and l was so eager to get at his cock, I pushed his hands away as he went to unbuckle his belt.  I made quick work of it and got at what I wanted – his throbbing rod. 

            “Let me see you tongue my cock,” Ryan said into my hair.  His warm breath sent shivers of anticipation down my spine.  I bent down and teased the sensitive skin on his lower belly with my flicking and licking tongue.  I lightly bit his skin and he sucked his breath back at the pleasure. 

            “Stop teasing me,” he growled, his voice amused and husky.  He gathered my long hair up and pulled it away from my face so he could see me work my mouth and tongue over his rod. 

            “Longer strokes, that’s it, use the flat of your tongue on my shaft, up and down, nice and slow, mmm, you’re doing a great job, baby, now use the tip of your tongue, mmm, that’s right, right there on the head of my cock.  Oh, you’re good, baby, I knew I’d like being in your mouth.”

            I moaned with excitement as I licked and slurped his rod.  My pussy was so wet I could smell the sweetness and Ryan breathed in my scent with a sound of desire rumbling in his chest.

            “I have something for you, too,” he said and pushed his fingers back inside me.  “You’re so fucking wet,” Ryan murmured pleased and excited as he pushed his two fingers so deep in my pussy his knuckles got my ass going as he worked double duty. 

            “I need to be inside you,” he whispered.  “Come here, baby, get on me,” Ryan said and lifted me by the ass.  He lowered me so slowly onto his rod he had me begging him to get inside me.  Then with a grunt of triumph, he brought my pussy all the way down on his cock and held me still on his rod as he breathed hard.  I tried to ride him but he held me firm so I couldn’t move.

            “You bastard,” I teased and lightly bit the side of his neck.  He chuckled and then fucked me with deep, steady thrusts.  Ryan held my ass and brought my pussy up and down on his rod as he pumped me.  I was so ready to come and I bounced on his rod.

            “Oh, yeah, show me what you want now,” Ryan encouraged. 

            “I’m going to come,” I panted against neck.

            “Yeah, you are, baby,” Ryan growled.  “Only on my cock,” he said and smacked my ass cheek just hard enough to sting.  I came so hard I really bit into his shoulder and he grunted with primal lust as he blew his load.

            After he caught his breath, he smiled down at me as he held me with my legs wrapped around his back.  “Damn you bit me hard.”

            “Sorry, I got carried away,” I gave a nurse like pat to his shoulder.

            “You can apologize to me properly over dinner tonight,” Ryan said.

            I made a soft, lusty sound in the back of my throat.  “I might bite again.”

            Ryan chuckled.  “I damn well hope so.”