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Xerxys · 11-27-2008, 08:28 PM

OK, So, this one is lame, but I might have mentioned somewhere I'm as shallow as a bedpan. Well, my fantasy is........

A little background...

I really, like REALLY, "heart" my boss. It's like a little school girls crush combined with the hornyness of a 21 year old male, (maybe that's just called perversion, I dont know...) She drives a BMW and she's rich, and older ..read >>not OLD<<. Plus I would fuck any woman who drives a nice car, yes, ANY!! It does help though my boss is in shape

So down to the deed.......

I'm working my late shift as usual and she comes round to check up on me. "Whats this", I think, "She never comes to see me, I dont think she even knows my name".

"John, working the late night shift as usual??" She points out.

"Uh, yeah, just going thru some files. What are you doing here?" I cast around for things to say, trying to sound confident, inside, I'm a pussy though!! Mainly thrown off by the fact that she called me by name.

"For tommorrows meeting I take it, OK, I'll help." She says this flatly. It wasnt a question. This time I'm totally thrown off. Now she'll find out exactly how inept I am because I won't stop staring at her boobs. She drags a chair nearby and sits right next to my shoulder and starts sifting thru papers.

And were off, 10 seconds of complete agony in my part due to the ensuing nervousness gripping my throat. I am looking for something clever to say... hell, something to say!! Until..

"Could you pass the stapler?" Escapes my mouth. I am a hundred percent sure on one of those pickup sites I read that women could smell pussy in men like a bad fishmarket.

....so she does, and my right arm grazes her left breast while reaching out for it. I blush, she smirks at me and teases, "You did that on purpose!!".

I have nothing to say, I'm outraged, this is the end of my job, I look up into her face with the most sincerity summoned up on my contenance as possible and see her smile widenm as she witnesses the possible blotches of puce my face is turning. "And what if I did?" I ask with what could be defiance in my voice. The shear weakness of it makes her laugh.

I look down at the papers and a split second later I look back up at her face to witness her staring at thin air and absent mindedly tugging at her hair band. I have never seen Jeniffer with her hair down. She actually looks... beautiful. She catches me staring.....

I look down, then look back up a minute later and come full blast with those brown eyes, those lovely brown eyes, and suddenly my head is filled with cotton. I couldnt control it, like a junkie, like a voice I cant stop listening to, I lean in, she does too, all goes dark after I would realize later that I had closed my eyes, the feel of her soft lips against mine was... incredible!

It was tentative at first, gentle, then I got hungry, I wanted more, With our arms wrapped firmly around each other, embraced in a ritualistic entanglement of psychedelic euphoria and burning passion. I reached around and pushed my hands up her blouse if only to feel her skin, and there it was. Firm, soft and well lotioned beneath my fingers.

How our clothes came off must have been a gradual well executed mathematical calculation or an explotion of chaotic rush of stolen breaths but in the next 3-4 minutes or so, we were stripped down to our bare naked selves. How we had managed to peel of the attire from our sweaty selves, I dont quite remember all the details, but the ones I do, I remember runing my hands up and down her firm and soft breasts, her nipples perked up against my palms, her hands wondering up and down my back, chest, stomach, abdomen... until she gripped my manhood in her hands and squeezed, the very last breath I had been holding in escaped my lungs as I had almost collapsed over her quickly pushing all the offending papers aside onto the floor.

She was on the desk, I slowly, eating her with my eyes up and down, got on my knees and took an eyefull of what I thought only dreams are made of before I took a slow, teasing lick of that beautiful flower of hers. I felt her shudder beneath my arms at her sides. I kissed her inside thigh again, and then this time grazed my lips against hers. She squirmed. And slowly, very slowly, licked her all the way from tip to tip. I stuck my toungue inside and begun circling that very spot that had hardened as I thought it would. Her soft moans not going unnoticed, I stuck my finger in a small inch and found a what I was looking for.

I had been eating her out for at least a while now, and she had been twisting and writhing on the hard desk until she arched her back, and started to buck wildy, when she yelled out what was sounding almost as final as it could get, I stopped. This suddennes seemed to unnerve her, she looked up, with an offended, confused questioning look that simply screamed, "WHY DID YOU STOP!!".

I was on the verge of spilling everything on myself due to the intensity of her stare alone, I bent over and kissed her on the mouth, and in the event, I entered her, soft very moist, vagina. It was just a little, like a poke, when she pushed me up and got up, we rotated on the spot and I found myself leaning against the desk and her on her knees.

I was enchanted, I couldnt help looking at her, any moment now and I would prove myself unworthy of her feathery touch. She was just kneeling there, hand on my hard on, looking at it, stroking it gently, waiting, filling me with anticipation, knowing it was all I could do to keep from screaming!! Until, she licked it, now for a taste of my own medicine.

"Wow, I mean, gosh, who would have guessed you were.... like this!!" She said. Was she mocking me, I dont think so, I have been told beforew, but I believed now, I knew then when she told me, I was well endowed!!.

She very gradually and slowly placed it in her mouth and started to suck me off. It was incredible, how she used her hands so artfully. My mouth was salivting and I was in chaos, but unfortunately I wasnt as resilient as she, I was halfway having her throat filled when I stopped her and pulled her to her feet. Kissing her furiously, the world revolving around my head, I picked her up and walked over to the couch.

I laid her down, had my eye candy one more time as I racked her body up and down, then got on top of her, I planted a big kiss, before I entered her again. She let out the most sweetest sound I had ever heard. I pushed, deeper, and deeper, until she was all filled. We started the rythm of song, of joy and dance and grace and primal instinct in utero of all things that are happiness.

We were going at it fast when she flipped me over and got on top and preceeded to ride me all the way to orgasm.......

11-27-2008, 08:28 PM	#123 (permalink)
Xerxys Junkie Location: My head.	OK, So, this one is lame, but I might have mentioned somewhere I'm as shallow as a bedpan. Well, my fantasy is........ A little background... I really, like REALLY, "heart" my boss. It's like a little school girls crush combined with the hornyness of a 21 year old male, (maybe that's just called perversion, I dont know...) She drives a BMW and she's rich, and older ..read >>not OLD<<. Plus I would fuck any woman who drives a nice car, yes, ANY!! It does help though my boss is in shape So down to the deed....... I'm working my late shift as usual and she comes round to check up on me. "Whats this", I think, "She never comes to see me, I dont think she even knows my name". "John, working the late night shift as usual??" She points out. "Uh, yeah, just going thru some files. What are you doing here?" I cast around for things to say, trying to sound confident, inside, I'm a pussy though!! Mainly thrown off by the fact that she called me by name. "For tommorrows meeting I take it, OK, I'll help." She says this flatly. It wasnt a question. This time I'm totally thrown off. Now she'll find out exactly how inept I am because I won't stop staring at her boobs. She drags a chair nearby and sits right next to my shoulder and starts sifting thru papers. And were off, 10 seconds of complete agony in my part due to the ensuing nervousness gripping my throat. I am looking for something clever to say... hell, something to say!! Until.. "Could you pass the stapler?" Escapes my mouth. I am a hundred percent sure on one of those pickup sites I read that women could smell pussy in men like a bad fishmarket. ....so she does, and my right arm grazes her left breast while reaching out for it. I blush, she smirks at me and teases, "You did that on purpose!!". I have nothing to say, I'm outraged, this is the end of my job, I look up into her face with the most sincerity summoned up on my contenance as possible and see her smile widenm as she witnesses the possible blotches of puce my face is turning. "And what if I did?" I ask with what could be defiance in my voice. The shear weakness of it makes her laugh. I look down at the papers and a split second later I look back up at her face to witness her staring at thin air and absent mindedly tugging at her hair band. I have never seen Jeniffer with her hair down. She actually looks... beautiful. She catches me staring..... I look down, then look back up a minute later and come full blast with those brown eyes, those lovely brown eyes, and suddenly my head is filled with cotton. I couldnt control it, like a junkie, like a voice I cant stop listening to, I lean in, she does too, all goes dark after I would realize later that I had closed my eyes, the feel of her soft lips against mine was... incredible! It was tentative at first, gentle, then I got hungry, I wanted more, With our arms wrapped firmly around each other, embraced in a ritualistic entanglement of psychedelic euphoria and burning passion. I reached around and pushed my hands up her blouse if only to feel her skin, and there it was. Firm, soft and well lotioned beneath my fingers. How our clothes came off must have been a gradual well executed mathematical calculation or an explotion of chaotic rush of stolen breaths but in the next 3-4 minutes or so, we were stripped down to our bare naked selves. How we had managed to peel of the attire from our sweaty selves, I dont quite remember all the details, but the ones I do, I remember runing my hands up and down her firm and soft breasts, her nipples perked up against my palms, her hands wondering up and down my back, chest, stomach, abdomen... until she gripped my manhood in her hands and squeezed, the very last breath I had been holding in escaped my lungs as I had almost collapsed over her quickly pushing all the offending papers aside onto the floor. She was on the desk, I slowly, eating her with my eyes up and down, got on my knees and took an eyefull of what I thought only dreams are made of before I took a slow, teasing lick of that beautiful flower of hers. I felt her shudder beneath my arms at her sides. I kissed her inside thigh again, and then this time grazed my lips against hers. She squirmed. And slowly, very slowly, licked her all the way from tip to tip. I stuck my toungue inside and begun circling that very spot that had hardened as I thought it would. Her soft moans not going unnoticed, I stuck my finger in a small inch and found a what I was looking for. I had been eating her out for at least a while now, and she had been twisting and writhing on the hard desk until she arched her back, and started to buck wildy, when she yelled out what was sounding almost as final as it could get, I stopped. This suddennes seemed to unnerve her, she looked up, with an offended, confused questioning look that simply screamed, "WHY DID YOU STOP!!". I was on the verge of spilling everything on myself due to the intensity of her stare alone, I bent over and kissed her on the mouth, and in the event, I entered her, soft very moist, vagina. It was just a little, like a poke, when she pushed me up and got up, we rotated on the spot and I found myself leaning against the desk and her on her knees. I was enchanted, I couldnt help looking at her, any moment now and I would prove myself unworthy of her feathery touch. She was just kneeling there, hand on my hard on, looking at it, stroking it gently, waiting, filling me with anticipation, knowing it was all I could do to keep from screaming!! Until, she licked it, now for a taste of my own medicine. "Wow, I mean, gosh, who would have guessed you were.... like this!!" She said. Was she mocking me, I dont think so, I have been told beforew, but I believed now, I knew then when she told me, I was well endowed!!. She very gradually and slowly placed it in her mouth and started to suck me off. It was incredible, how she used her hands so artfully. My mouth was salivting and I was in chaos, but unfortunately I wasnt as resilient as she, I was halfway having her throat filled when I stopped her and pulled her to her feet. Kissing her furiously, the world revolving around my head, I picked her up and walked over to the couch. I laid her down, had my eye candy one more time as I racked her body up and down, then got on top of her, I planted a big kiss, before I entered her again. She let out the most sweetest sound I had ever heard. I pushed, deeper, and deeper, until she was all filled. We started the rythm of song, of joy and dance and grace and primal instinct in utero of all things that are happiness. We were going at it fast when she flipped me over and got on top and preceeded to ride me all the way to orgasm.......