You called for the meeting. All executives gathered. All in black, your mark.
Except for me, wearing a splash of pinks and purples and silver mane.
When they entered the office, I was sitting on your lap, behind that antique heavy walnut desk you bought at an auction. I was impaled on your sceptre, your wet and greedy pussy dripping its lust, squeezing the hard flesh buried inside her. I was to gently sway and slightly bent, resting my forearms on the desk, scrolling down the long business plan you just drafted.
They knew what I was doing. The room was filled with unmistakable whiff of arousal. And your pussy could not hide the wet sounds…The meeting carried on as you ordered. Brainstorming the new project. Some of the ideas caught your attention and praised that smart redhead for her courage to put it forth, despite her manager’s disapproval.
My hips swayed more, a muffled cry letting you know that your pussy just stolen a climax. I squeezed you tightly, sweat trickling down my spine. The cramps in my thighs pushed me up and over the desk, as if pointing out something on the screen. You pulled me back, your sceptre finding its way back inside the spasming pussy.
Once the meeting was over, you asked Linda, pretty as you called her, to see all them out and to come back for further instructions. She was the little secretary we interviewed together. After the last person left, she closed and locked the door. Then she approached the desk, where you swivelled the chair, exposing me, straddled over your lap and leaning back on your chest. Your mouth closed on the side of my neck, trailing up behind my ear.
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“Kneel my pet, and lick your queen. I want her climax to grip my sceptre!”
The girl crawled between your legs and planted a string of kisses up my inner thighs, inhaling the giddy scent of my arousal. Her soft lips touched my mound before gliding down, rubbing them on the engorged lips of your pussy. She loved the feeling. Her humming sent currents through your pussy. When her tongue touched the base of the clit, I almost jumped off your cock.
You unbuttoned my shirt and pulled out the breasts from their confinement. With one hand squeezing the flesh and the other one pressing my tummy right above your pussy, you controlled my body, lush offering to your hunger.
…and to the greedy mouth of the girl.
Climax after climax, my body turned into molten honey, fluid and burning into your arms. I rotated my head to you, kissed you ferociously, sucking your tongue in my mouth, sucking it more. Your cock twitched inside your pussy, pushing deeper. Your moves became urgent, your hands clawing my hips. I knew you were close.
“My King, pour your essence into the girl’s mouth, please. She is such a good pet.”
Your low growl marked your climax. With a firm arm you hauled me up while with the other hand you grabbed the girl’s nape and pushed it down on your cock, filling her mouth with your essence. I glide in your embrace, bent down and kissed the girl, tasting our mixed juices in her mouth.
“oh, my pet, this is just the beginning. Sit there on the chair, open your legs, wide…wider, and masturbate, give us the climax you earned today”
As she pulled her tight skirt up her legs, she revealed black stocking and a dark pink pussy glistening of arousal.
“oh, my king, pet is so excited. look at that rosy lips begging to be stroked”
Her fingers splashed over the pussy, rubbing up and down, clipping a lip and then the other one before catching the hard clit. A finger inside, slowly coming out, wet, encircling the clit. Two fingers deep in and fast out, wet sounds filling the air. She leaned back in the chair, threw a leg over the chair’s arm and arched her body in pure abandonment.
The lust took control of my body. I took your hand and pushed it on my burning pussy. Holding it tight, rubbing myself on it. Your little bitch in heat, humping your hand, while the little pet cried her first climax.
” I want to see you fucking all her tiny holes, my King…please”
“I’ll just watch you, pleasing your kitten”
Your tensed body told me how much my desire pleased you.
“My little pet, get up, finish the work for today and at 7 sharp be ready. You are coming home tonight”
Alone in the office, you pushed me off your lap, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me in front of the window. With your foot you knocked my legs apart, spanked hard the right ass cheek, bent over me and whispered “This is just for me, my queen!” and charged inside my drenched pussy, fucking me hard, deep, fast. I could feel you knocking at my womb door. My breasts were crushed on the window’s glass, the pain darting electrical shocks into your pussy. Grunts and laboured breathing was the symphony of the day.
You did not want to climax. I begged you…
At 7 sharp we took our pet from the secretarial desk and drove home. Your cum was dripping on my thighs. Your essence lingered in my mouth…