His Dirty Secret

Isobel could feel her orgasm building; her clit throbbed and tingles ran from her pussy to her tits, and back again, until she didn’t know where they started or where they stopped. Dear God, if he could make her feel like this just with his hands and mouth, what was it going to be like when he was actually inside of her, she thought as her head thrashed and her body trembled.

She didn’t have long to wait to find out, but not in the way she’d been thinking. Tyler slowly inserted a finger into her now sopping slit curling it upwards in a search for the spot that he knew would have sent her through the roof if she’d known that the office was soundproof and that no one could hear them. With unerring accuracy, he found it on the first try, and, as he’d thought, Isobel moaned deep in her throat with pleasure as her pussy clenched and tightened around his digit.

“That’s it, darlin’. Come for me.” He accompanied his words with a few more strokes of his finger, each one a little firmer than the last; and each one sending her spiraling uncontrollably towards her impending climax. He lowered his head once more and wrapped his tongue around her clit, flicking at it while he stroked inside of her; the assault on her sensitive spot almost unbearable, but one that she didn’t want to end.

Her legs clamped together, trapping his hand with his fingers still inside of her, and the walls of her pussy tightened and squeezed around them, pulsating and clenching as her orgasm hit her. Tyler kept his fingers locked inside of her, massaging her G-spot while he gently nuzzled her clit; making her climax all the more stronger and long-lasting.

Isobel trembled and shook as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her, slowly subsiding into tremors that still had the capacity of taking her breath away. As she finally relaxed, spent and satiated, Tyler lifted his head to look up at her. He smiled as he wiped his mouth and chin and then licked his fingers dry as her eyes widened; another wave of pleasure rippling through her spent body.

“You taste so fucking good.” His voice was almost a groan as his cock twitched between his legs; almost as though to tell him that ‘Hey, I’m still down here and I need some attention now, please.’ He moved a hand down to give himself a squeeze and try to alleviate some of the pressure that had built up, and as Isobel’s eyes caught the movement, she smiled at him sexily.

“It’s my turn,” she whispered seductively, moving off the desk and tugging his hand so that he got to his feet. “Sit down.”

Tyler sat down in the spot she’d just vacated, looking up at her and loving the way that she was confidently stood there in all of her naked glory, hands on her hips while she looked down at him. His cock gave another impatient twitch, and he raised an eyebrow apologetically at her when she grinned down at him. “You are absolutely magnificent.” Her voice had to be one of the sexiest things about her, he thought, especially when she was aroused.

“And you are, without a doubt, the most desirable woman I’ve ever known.” And I am going to enjoy taking your body and doing things to you that you’ve probably never even heard of, he thought to himself. His hand had crept down to his cock without him even being aware of it, and he absent-mindedly started to stroke himself as he looked at her.

Isobel frowned at him playfully before dropping down to her knees in front of him. “Naughty man,” she chastised. “That’s my job.” She moved his hand away from himself and replaced it with her own smaller one, wrapping a dainty fist around his girth as she looked at the meaty length and licked her lips.

Tyler took a deep breath in anticipation of what he knew was coming. She had never given him a blow-job before, so she couldn’t know how very sensitive his dick was; especially at the tip. But right now he didn’t give a shit how rough she might be with him. He needed relief, and looking at her lick her lips again, he knew that it was relief from her mouth that he craved. For now.

Looking up at his face again, Isobel smiled with an almost nervous look on her face. “It’s huge.” Her hand was stroking him softly while she spoke, and Tyler felt his balls shift in response. “I might not be able to get it in my mouth as far as I want to.” She smiled again, cheekily this time. “But I’m going to give it a damn good try.”