“Come for me,” Carter said between gritted teeth. It was a command. “Come for me, now.”
I nodded quickly, almost afraid to disobey him. My jaw dropped slightly as my entire body became filled with euphoria. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, pounding me into the sands of pure lust. Then, right at the moment when I didn't think I could take any more, I climaxed.
My body squirmed on the desk as I completely lost control. I could feel something within me release. My pussy clamped around Carter's fingers, then immediately after, a gush of my juices squirted out. It shot up his arm and covered his hand.
“Oh, my God,” I said, between heavy breaths. “I'm sorry. I didn't know I could do that. I've never done that before.”
Carter just smiled and slowly pulled his fingers out. They were glistening as he smelled them, then licked them clean, one by one. I watched intently and even though I had just climaxed, I suddenly felt even more turned on than I was before. I was read
y. I was beyond ready. The man had just made me squirt with two fingers. I couldn't help but be curious what else he could make me do with other parts of his body.
He took my hands and pulled me to a standing position. I could feel my knees shaking for the brief moment that I was on my feet. Then, he pressed down on my shoulders, causing me to drop to my knees in front of him. The carpet felt rough against my bare knees, but I actually enjoyed the feeling of having him in control. I wanted to be his plaything.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked with a flirtatious smirk.
“Stay there,” he commanded. As I watched, he quickly got undressed. He took his suit coat, tie and undershirt off first. As the last button of the shirt came undone, my eyes went wide. His chest and abs were more ripped with muscle that I could have imagined. I mean I had always known he was in good shape. That had been obvious even when he was dressed. I had no idea he looked like an underwear model underneath that, though.
I looked up at him from my position on the floor, feeling my pussy get wetter. I began gently touching myself as I watched Carter undo his belt. Anticipation washed over me as he pulled his slacks down. He kicked off his shoes and then stepped out of his pants. He was now standing in front of me wearing only his black boxer/briefs. The outline of his thick cock became more visible and I licked my lips as soon as I saw it.
He grabbed me by the chin and forced my face upward. “I'm going to fuck you so hard,” he said.
When he said that, I bit my lip and looked up into his eyes. I didn't mean to. It didn't even cross my mind. It was like my body had done it on its own, knowing what it would trigger inside of Carter. As soon as he saw my lower lip clamped between my teeth, he slid down his underwear. His cock popped out and my jaw dropped.
Oh my God, I thought. He's huge.
His length was one thing to admire, but the thickness of it was what really had me shocked. It had the girth of my wrists. His entire length throbbed with his heartbeat. The tip was soaked with pre-cum. He stepped forward and gripped a handful of my hair, pulling my face toward his cock. I could feel the heat off of it as my lips got near.
I lifted a hand and wrapped it around the base of his cock. Then I licked the tip. With my lips parted, Carter bucked his hips forward. He pressed his tip into my mouth. It slid across my tongue and I could taste his salty pre-cum as it dripped out. His dick was only halfway in my mouth, but it was all that I could fit. His head was already pressed against the back of my throat and my eyes watered as I held back my gag reflex.
Carter let out a satisfied groan. He slowly pulled his length out and then drove it back inside, forcefully. His tip slammed into the back of my throat. It felt good, though. It didn't hurt at all. In fact, it only turned me on even more. My pussy was practically aching for it as I started to play with my clit. It felt amazing to suck his cock. Although, I suppose it was more him fucking my face than it was me sucking him off. Regardless, it felt amazing. I loved the taste of him and feeling of having him between my lips.
“Fuck yes,” he growled, gripping my hair a little harder.
He began moving his hips faster, thrusting his length into my mouth. My eyes watered, and I felt mascara-stained tears slide down my cheeks. My makeup was ruined. I knew it. Did I care, though? Not a chance.
His dick was as hard as could be now and if it had been any bigger, I don't think I could have fit it in my mouth at all. Carter glanced down at me and gave one last deep thrust into my throat, before slowly pulling out. A strand of saliva went from my mouth to the end of that hard cock. I took a few breaths and then licked my lips. I was smiling and my body was on fire. My pussy was desperately throbbing between my legs. I needed that dick inside of me, now. It quickly became clear that I wasn't the only one who felt that way.
“Come here,” Carter said, holding out his hands.
He helped me to my feet. I stood in front of him for a moment. Just long enough to notice the way his abdominal muscles flexed with each of his breaths. Then he spun me around so that I faced away from him. He pressed a hand onto my upper back, bending me over. I leaned my elbows onto the surface of his desk, pushing aside a few of the stock ledgers that were scattered on it. To no surprise, stocks were the last thing on my mind.
My dress was still bunched up around my mid-section. Everything else was exposed. I felt vulnerable in some ways, but that's part of what I loved about it. Carter was in control. I think knowing that caused me to relax. I didn't need to impress him anymore. I wasn't trying to be something that I wasn't, because he seemed to love every part of me just the way it was.
I felt him place his hands onto my body. One on each hip. He gripped my flesh and then immediately after, I felt the pressure of his cock against my opening. My pussy lips parted as he pressed into me. A guttural moan escaped my throat while pleasure filled me.
“Go slow,” I whispered, looking over my shoulder.
Carter pulled back a tiny bit, then pressed forward again. He was halfway in and the pressure was so intense, yet so amazing, that I could hardly hold myself up. It overwhelmed me in the best of ways. He continued to inch his way in until his cock completely filled me up. Then he clenched his jaw and began fucking me, hard.
Apparently, he must not have heard me correctly when I asked him to go slow. He must have thought I said, “Fuck me harder and faster than you've ever fucked anything in your life.” It was an understandable misinterpretation. An easy thing to mix up. Because Carter did anything but go slow. He began pounding me so hard than I couldn't hold myself up on the desk. My arms fell to my side and I laid my cheek against the desk. Directly in front of my face were my torn panties, sitting there in a clumped up pile.
I could hardly breathe. The sensation of pure ecstasy filled every single cell of my body. It was weeks of sexual tension finally being released. It was more satisfying than I could have ever imagined.
My tits swayed underneath me, moving in cadence with his thrusts. Carter released my right hip and brought his hand up to grab my breasts. Having him touch me there and having him inside of me at the same time felt incredible.
“Yes,” I whispered, as Carter increased his pace even further. “Yes, like that.”
He brought a hand onto my back, pressing me into the desk. Then he began pounding me harder than before. A light layer of sweat had coated our skin, creating a slapping noise with each powerful thrust.