Hello friends. I bring you this story from my office. My office, where an angel works. An angel who would have been a queen of some empire or Miss World. Or perhaps a celebrated hottie actress of Hollywood if God had not been as arbitrary as He was in her case.
A young woman of height 5’8, fine perky breasts, perky enough that one could know from her suit or blouse without really needing to stare at them. She was educated, polite, graceful and above all, sensible enough in spite of all her qualities of mind and body.
As fate had it, she was not really lucky in matters of love. When I joined the company, folklore said she was in a relationship with a colleague, and things didn’t work out well. She got divorced and even had a child. So, you might think that she wasn’t hot after all, and her breasts would have sagged and whatnot.
Stop. It was not like that. If her age and experience had done anything, it was to add mass to her body in just the perfect way. There was just the perfect material in her every inch to grope on, to take small bites, to lick, to keep touching and relishing.
I knew about her basics when I met her, as I was posted in her division. She was a senior colleague. Naturally, I was expected to take her guidance on every matter. Reading so many sex stories, I really wanted this working together to lead to something, but it didn’t happen.
In fact, seeing her daily for a year or so, it became my routine to masturbate daily in the morning to control myself throughout the day. We were professional until again fate had it.
Let me tell you, beautiful women have some arrogance which comes naturally to them. She had it, no wonder, but arrogance does not work with bosses. So, she had a clash and the next day, she was thrown out of the division in a back office with clerical work. Good for me, I got a promotion. She was hurt.
Her life was bad. Her body was good. And, she didn’t know why! I also don’t know, so let’s blame fate. She needed a shoulder. I had no plans to be a shoulder. Giving too much support gets you friend-zoned, I knew it.
So, I just kept it casual until one day, I got a call to meet for a coffee. She was very specific – there is no agenda, just whenever you are convenient. So, it started. Casual conversations, endless chats, little flirts turning into double meaning chats and so on.
It turned out she was alone, and handling a kid was difficult. I gave the company when the kid was asleep. So, it just happened that she invited me for dinner and we waited for the kid to fall asleep.
We started. No cunning moves, no introductions, no hesitations. We saw the kid was asleep, and we hugged and started disrobing each other. She was a perfect mango. Her skin was really sweet. I don’t know how I got so mad, perhaps the wait of 20-odd months.
I just licked her smooth skin for 25-30 odd minutes. I was groping, licking, putting my tongue in her mouth. Then, I licked her nipples, trying to gobble them up in my mouth. Then, licking her navel, and somehow suddenly going mad to put my tongue back in her mouth.
She was delightful, she had the perfect flesh, the juicy, sweet flesh. My fingers were exploring both of her holes. She whispered in my ear that she had not been touched at all in the last 3 years. She should not have told me this. Because the big boner I got from this could not be satisfied without having her mouth.
So, I just made her sit on her knees on the floor and demanded that she open her mouth. She obeyed. I came for the first time in 40 seconds in her mouth. She swallowed. I was taking control of her head. When my cock felt her suction, I simply couldn’t hold back.
She knew she should not stop me at that moment, so she let me lick her mouth recklessly for those 40 seconds until I came. It was the best a man could get: the view, the lips, the girl, the suction.
My dick was standing tall, wanting more. She took me to a chair, sat near my legs and sucked me patiently. After that first shot in her mouth, I was now royal in my approach. I was sitting like a king, and she was sucking me like a queen.
She was dedicated, committed to my pleasure, observing me for signs of twitches on my face to know what gave me the best feeling. She worked my cock till I came twice more in her mouth. I insisted in both cases that she swallow, and she did not want to spoil the moment.
She gulped it as if it were her morning protein shake. Let me tell you something more about her. She used to run marathons. She went to a gym daily. Her loneliness had led her to seek solace in fitness. Her body was toned, her body was fit for hard work, work of any kind.
I had stalked her gym images on her Instagram. That finely shaped ass, those toned legs, that hourglass waist. They wanted discovery, and I wanted to discover them as well. But you know, a man is very focused.
When you see that beauty in front of you, the princess who just blew you out of your cock thrice. She is lying on the bed, her body waiting for you. Her heart and mind are ready to let you do anything you want. You have the images of her fine ass in yoga pants doing rounds in your mind. What do you do?
You turn her around, make her bend on all fours. You hold her waist firmly and take the target- her asshole breached in a nanosecond. She squealed instantly with a loud shout in a way that I had to ask if she was okay. She nodded, and I banged her ass for another half an hour.
The feeling of her soft hips hitting my pelvis in every thrust was priceless. I can say a lot about their shape, their size and other details, but the feeling of skin touching the skin can only be felt. For those 30 minutes, I didn’t know anything but the fact that I wanted to bang her ass. I did that to my heart.
Not that I stopped after 30 minutes, I only changed the hole. With hindsight, I feel, she was really bearing it all for me. It must have been difficult for her to stay bent over in that position for so long. But she didn’t complain, and I was too reckless even to ask.
After 1 hour, when I lay her straight on the bed and opened her legs, I could see eureka in her eyes. The familiar missionary was coming. We embraced each other and fucked in leisure till morning, getting onto each other in turn. It was organic, it was natural, it felt good.
We barely slept for an hour and woke up at 5. We spent the morning with her in my lap and her breasts in my mouth. They were the best. In my passion last night, I had squeezed them really badly, like I wanted to juice them. Now I was more subtle, flicking the nipples with my tongue.
I was enjoying their sensitivity on my tongue, pressing my face against them, tasting them like they should be. After another quick round, it was time for the kids to wake up. So, we dressed quickly and I left for my home.
While we had many rounds in the coming months, and the run continues, the first time for us was amazing. She is with me as we describe our story, and we feel satisfied that we did what we did.
However, there was one fact which, if she had revealed earlier, would have made me happier. That fact was that she got divorced because she was not ready to give her ass or mouth to her husband. When she blew my cock or bent over that night, she was giving me her oral and anal virginity.
She just casually revealed this in one of our sessions, and I felt so proud of it. She had stayed away from oral and anal sex for so long and staked her marriage on it. She gave it to me before she gave me her vagina. Strange are the ways of women, and blessed are the men who are placed right with them.
So, respect them and wait for the right moment. You will have it, friends.
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