Chapter 17: Make that throat work for me
’This is the worst place to do something like this, but I need that mouth wrapped around my cock, or I’m really gonna loose my shit.’
Even in such critical environment, Sophia made me break to her lustrous desires.
She unzipped my pants, and freed my thick cock. It sprang out, already hard and heavy.
Sophia lets out a soft, needy gasp as she reached in, her soft, slender fingers wrapping around the base of my shaft.
"God, I love this cock," she murmurs, stroking slowly. ’Will it fit in my mouth?’ She questioned herself, drawing closer.
The cold air hit my heated skin for half a second before her mouth had taken the fat tip of my cock.
"Sophia!"
Wet, silky hot saliva wrapped around my shaft as she savored my cock like a lollipop.
Precum spurted out of my dick, and her pink velvet tongue stuck out and swirled up my veiny shaft in one long stroke all the way to the tip, swirling it around the head, tasting the precum already leaking for her.
Her blue eyes never left mine as she parted her lips and took me into her warm, eager mouth.
’God, he’s so hot. Literally... look at him and this cock, so salty and addicting.’
My breath hitched, another groan slipped from my lips as my cock disappeared to the back of her throat.
"Mmmph...hgaawk~~" The vibration of her moan traveled straight down my shaft.
’Good lord, she so perfect at this.’
My grip on her hair tightened.
Sophia started slow and sensual — sucking gently on the head while her tongue worked the underside, one hand stroking the base she couldn’t gobble fully.
I let go of her hair, the soft silky strands sliding through my fingers as I leaned over and hiked her skirt fully to her waist — revealing her bare ass cheeks and dripping cunt.
I move up a little, unbuttoned her blouse, and freed those soft breasts.
She knelt semi naked between my legs, those perfect breasts that I had groped and squeezed last night, bounced with every movement of her head.
My gaze locked on them, watched them jiggle as she began sucking me harder, taking me deeper.
Her nipples stood peaked, dusky pink, practically begging to be played with.
Then she took me deeper, relaxing her throat until her nose pressed against my pelvis — she held herself there, eyes watering slightly, before pulling back with a wet gasp "Gwaahk~hkklurrp." Strings of saliva connecting her lips to my glistening cock.
My fingers dug into the armrest, I was mesmerized and couldn’t move a muscle.
"Fuck my face, Director," she whispers, voice hoarse. "What other job do I have except for being your office slut."
I grinned darkly, my hips jerked forward, pushing deeper into her mouth.
I gripped her elegant red hair again, holding her in place and began guiding her rhythm as I thrust, clenching onto her hair like my life depended on it.
Sophia’s moans loudly around my cock as I started thrusting into her mouth — slow and deep at first, then faster.
The wet obscene sounds of her gagging and slurping filled the office.
Drool runs down her chin and onto her cleavage as she bobs her head eagerly, taking every thick inch of my cock like she was made for it.
Those breasts kept bouncing. So fucking hypnotic and beautiful. I reached down with my free hand and pinched on her pink hardened nipple until she moaned around my cock.
She reaches down between her own legs, touching herself while she sucked me, clearly soaked from the risk of being caught and the power dynamic.
I felt my balls tightening. Sophia sensed it and doubled her efforts — sucking harder, hollowing her cheeks, looking up at me with pure worship as tears of effort dampened her eyelashes.
My breathing came harsh and ragged. The pressure intensified, ready to snap.
"Ohh, yes!"
I thrust again and again, using her mouth, chasing that release that lingered at the corner.
I buried myself deep in her throat, cum gushing out of my cock straight to her guts. Her pussy clenched so hard it ached. Thick, heavy ropes flooding her mouth.
Sophia swallowed greedily, not wasting a drop, milking me with her tongue as my hips trembled violently, my eyes flew wide, she didn’t stop, she continued relentlessly.
I couldn’t give up either, since the fun only just started.
Spit flooded her mouth, down to her chin and pooling in the valley between my thighs.
"Such a cock loving bitch." I whispered hoarsely. "I bet Paul would never look at you the same way after I have that mouth and throat of yours ruined by my cock. I’ll fuck it into your brain if I have to. You’re mine!"
This time I fisted her silky hair tight with my both hands, taking full control of my pleasure.
I buried my shaft deep inside her throat, she pissed herself, her nose smashing against my pubes, my balls hot and sweaty against her chin.
"MmmmhhhhHH~~"
She screamed around my cock at the pain of her throat being stretched savagely,
Her eyes rolled back, throat convulsing around my cock.
’I can’t fucking breath, he’s going too far again.’ Sophia’s face turned red.
I kept pushing deeper into her throat making her gag and sob, with spit and tears running competitively down her face.
Her head swung lightly like she was about passing out and on the last minute she tapped my thighs frantically.
I pulled out my cock immediately and she gasped heavily, chest desperately heaving for breath as she coughed.
Her pussy spasmed painfully around nothing.
I loosened my grip on her hair and she fell against my thigh. Licking her lips clean with a satisfied little smile.
I was so mesmerized by the sight of her lewd face savoring the filth I made with her. A few stray drops of cum still glistened on her chin.
"Congratulations again, Kenji," Sophia purrs, resting her cheeks against my thigh. "I’ll be happy to give you this kind of *briefing* every single day, but I’m still hungry."
I stared down at her with a satisfied gaze.
Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.
"Kenji? You in there?"
Paul voices...
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