It’s my last week at my current job and I hear a knock on my office door. I groan and roll my eyes as I walk to the door in my black snakeskin heels. My eyes get round as I see that you are not yet another person wishing me on ‘to new horizons’ and I pull you in quickly, bending to turn on the white noise machine I use for sessions, and locking the door before I turn back to you.
Before I can take a step towards you at my desk, you ask, “Are you wearing the panties?”
I nod softly, “I'm wearing the leopard print thong for you, Daddy.”
“Ahhh, my girl.”
I walk slowly over to you in my black polka-dot skirt, tight black top, and high heels. I unbutton your jeans, taking my time as I sit back on my desk and look up at you, pushing your matching black shirts up and tugging your pants down to your knees but not off, keeping some decorum in my office as your cock springs out and I smirk.
I slide down to balance on the balls of my feet and suck your cock head into my mouth. Pulling off and smiling up at you as I rub my nose on your tip. You throb to fully hard as you look down at me.
I stand up and kiss you hard, your cock pressed between us, and pull back to ask, “Can I make a request, Daddy?”
“Yes.”
“I would like you to fuck me, wherever and however you would like and I would like you to clean my pussy after you cum, if you are up for it, of course, Daddy, but I like how naughty it is to maybe have you under my desk and my toes on the edge and you licking your cum as it slides from my little office cunt.”
“Well, I do think I can manage those requests.”
I bite my lip and sit back on my desk and look at you, “Will you fuck me, Daddy?”
Your eyes get a little more intense as I try to rush you and spread my legs. You pull my shirt up and push the cups of my cream lace bra down, so my big tits are propped up for you. Pinching and pulling on my little pink nubs as I moan and arch into you, my eyes locked on yours. I reach out and grab your hips and guide you between my legs a little.
You twist my hard nipples and pull me, walking backwards, over to the large window that overlooks the busy parking lot. You dip your head to suck my little exposed nipples for a second, one and then the other. Your eyes still meeting mine as you place your hand on my head and push me down to my knees, your thick cock right in my face.
I whimper when you ask, “Would you suck Daddy’s cock in front of the window?”
I look up and wrap my hands around you, placing them on your ass and sliding them to your hips. I part my lips, pulling you by your hips into my mouth until I gag and my eyes water. I keep them on you as I pull my head back, sucking as my mouth drags up your hard shaft. You groan as my lips slide off your cock and I wrap my little mouth right back around your smooth head.
Your groans get a little louder, a little longer, as I wiggle my mouth down your thick dick, your head hitting the insides of my cheeks. Digging my nails into your hips, but not holding you, as I pull up just a little and then push back down, further than before. I repeat that small pull back and push down, taking you a little deeper each time until I am almost down your cock. I swallow, my throat tightening on your tip and then again on your head as my eyes water a little more and my mascara starts to run just a little, my lips a little pinker than they were.
I hold out your phone as I suck on your dick, and look up with my pretty green eyes, and hum, vibrating all the way to your balls. You watch my hair, face, and big tits bounce as I bob and suck on your cock right in front of the window. I suck hard and slurp on your throbbing cock, your breath getting a little faster and your hands in my hair, not putting any pressure on my head.
You tell me through moans, “You look so hot and slutty, what a good girl you are for Daddy,” and take the phone, angling it so you can get a picture with the window in the background before setting it aside.
I keep your cock buried deep in my mouth until you set the phone down and then pull back suddenly gasping around you. I push back down, swallowing right as your head presses into my throat and I moan, blink hard, and a tear runs down each cheek taking little bits of my makeup with them. I bob on just that bit, sliding your cock from my throat and forcing it back in with a hum, over and over.
You call me, “My little office girl,” as you pull me by my hair off your cock, strings of spit connecting us and then breaking.
Your shiny cock pulses in front of my wet chin before you push your cock down, bending your knees a little, to shove your cock between my tits. Slowly you begin fucking my big boobs, your cock disappearing in the soft curve. I lean forward and kiss your lower stomach. My hands falling to my thighs, the sides of my arms pressing my tits together a little, my eyes watching your cock leave wet streaks.
As my chest rises and falls, I pant out, “You look so fucking hot, Daddy.”
With red cheeks, you let go of your cock and it springs up and slaps against my chin making my smile slowly spread across my face.
“Do you want to fuck my pussy Daddy? It is really needy and wet and I really want your big cock in my tight little pussy.”
You pull me up gently by my hair and let your eyes run down me, taking in my makeup streaked face, puffy lips, and wet tits. You pull me to you by my skirt and kiss me hard, your tongue pressing into my mouth for a second before you spin me around and push my tits up against the window of my office. Lifting my skirt up and pausing to admire my ass in my leopard print thong before you tug it down to my ankles with a little groan. You squeeze one cheek and watch me step out of the panties in my heels.
Moaning as I push my ass into your hand and arch my back, “I want you to ruin my little pussy, Daddy.”
You run one finger between my bare slick lips, “Such a cute pussy though.”
You push me forward so my palms are flat on the cool glass and your hands grab at my hips. You line your cock up with my puffy lips and slide between them with a groan, feeling my tight wet little pussy stretch a little as you sink all the way in and I clench up. Short little thrusts until your cock is buried in me and your hips are rubbing my bare ass, forcing quick moans from my lips. My mouth open and pressed into the window as you pull my arms back and my hard nipples drag against the glass when you slide almost out and back in. Long wet strokes, groaning with each pass of my tight entrance and then feeling my wet walls grip and slide over your tip.
Your hips press against me as I cum and press my thighs together, a short breathy scream escaping my throat as I start to shake. You press your hand over my mouth to quiet me but I shake it off, not caring if I am loud. The room is full of my moans and your grunts and the wet slapping of our bodies. You lean back to watch me cum and slow your strokes as you feel my pussy clench around you, but you don’t stop.
I lace my fingers through your hand and press them both to the fogged glass next to my head as I push back on your cock and clench hard, relaxing with a soft moan as you continue your thrusts.