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The Conference Room- erotica
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The Conference Room- erotica Well it's been a long time since I've posted. Lots of things have have happened, but I'm not going to recount all of it now. Maybe sometime... Let's just say it's been the best of times and the worst of times. Anyway, here's an erotic fantasy story I wrote with a very special friend. She started it, writing from a female perspective, and I finished it, writing from the male perspective. The Conference Room It was late on a Monday evening that I walked down the empty hall to your office. Your office door was ajar as I approached it, my insides were humming with anticipation, aching and wet. Smiling from ear to ear I enter and shut the door behind me. You look up and welcome me with your warm smile. Quickly you come to me and back me up against the door caging me in your strong arms. Saying in my ear, “Ohhh baby, so good to see you,” tenderly kissing my neck and face as you murmur. I drop my bag and pull you closer to me, adoring the feel of your back and tight buns in my hands. You know so well how to seduce me with your sweet words and kisses and my aching turns to throbbing. If I’m not careful my plans would be derailed. Suddenly I feel the loss of your warmth, as the cool air hits me when you pull away and ask, “To what do I owe the honor of this visit?” Avoiding your piercing blue eyes, I look down and state that I had finally come for the offered tour of your office building. “Lucky for you!” you exclaim with your naughty grin, “I just finished my work and can accommodate”. The impact of that lethal grin sends a charge down my body and I shudder. As I contemplate, may you never know the accumulative drugging power you have over me with your grin, scent and touch. Next you offer to take my trench coat to hang on a hook, but I decline. Taking my hand as I grab my bag you lead me out the door for the tour. Chatting away you tell me about your day. The last room on the tour is the conference room. We enter the conference room. Turning the lights on and shutting the door, you pull me into your arms. I take that moment to ask if you are up to a little fun. “Sure”, you state, “what kind of fun do you have in mind?” “Wait and see,” I answer with a grin of my own. Pulling away from you I reach for the end chair rolling it about 4 feet from the table and ask you to sit down. As you do my bidding, I ask if you would be willing to be tied up. For a split second I see the wariness in your eyes, but you slowly answer with a yes anyway. “Good,” I exclaim, kissing you hard and then getting out the ties and tying your arms to the arms of the chair. Leaning over you I nuzzle, kiss your neck asking if you are hungry for a snack. “What do you think? You ask, “it has been 17 days since I’ve seen you.” I stand and lean against the huge table and very slowly with a grin I remove my belt. Watching your delight as my coat opens and falls to the floor. You gasp at seeing me wear only a black lacy bra, garter belt -thigh hi’s and stilettos. I turn around giving you a full view of my sweet ass and lips as I lean over and place my bag in a chair at the side of the table. Straightening and turning towards you, I am pleased to observe your heavy breathing. As I reach you I climb into your lap and put my hands on either side of your face. “Sexy blue eyes, your all mine tonight”, I whisper in your ear. You moan and attempt to pull against the ties trying to touch me. I take my time slowly kissing your face, nibbling your ears and neck as I unbutton your classy shirt to feel your chest. I can feel your hard cock pushing against your pants and I murmur “your big rod wants me, but it can’t have me, Baby”, I remove my bra and press your face in-between my boobs. “Here is your snack,” I purr taking my nipples to your mouth so you can suck greedily. I grind my wet pussy against your flat belly and chest while you snack. I moan at the pleasure you send through my body. Suddenly I withdraw from you and hear your quick whispered disapproval. I lean over your chair and adjust it to its highest position. You ask, “Where are you going?” in a husky voice. “To have a snack of my own,” I answer sweetly. You declare in your most stern voice, “Amy, get back here!” I return to sooth you, getting in your face and kissing you sweetly “blue eyes, you’re all mine tonight, you agreed to the game”. I position my dripping pussy right over your left hand and ride it with short strokes. We listen to the wet juicy smack, your fingers stroking my lips trying their best to enter me. I bend over and suck your fingers and return to your lips to share, you growl, as I return to the table. I get out my pink dildo and lay it on the table. You call out, “you don’t need that, Amy you have me”, as I lay on the table. I start by slowly touching my clit dipping my finger tip into my flowing pussy then rubbing my juice over my nipples. As I start to suck my own nipples your voice gets husky and you exclaim that you can see me, taste me and smell me and you NEED to feel/fill me. I put the fat pink dildo into my pussy and pump it hard; within moments I yell as I cum and squirt. Unable to move I lay there, resting. Wondering how much trouble I am in for having fun while it appears that you are in agony. ----- So after watching this spectacle, I am really turned on. I have to get free and exact some revenge for my suffering! So I manage to slip my hands from the ties but stay seated for a moment. You are starting to recover from the orgasms rolling around a bit on the table and then sit up. "So did you like that show? I'm terrible aren't I- there was nothing you could do but watch and drool," you say, laughing. You get off the table and sit on my lap taking my face in your hands and kiss me. Now is my chance- I slip both hands free and grab your ass digging my fingers in and kissing you harder. You are surprised for a moment, but realize the ties weren't that strong and that I would be free to punish you for teasing. I pick you up and turn you over my knee and spank your ass. You start to resist, but realize that this is really what you want with each stinging slap. "This is for all the agony you put me through," I say, whacking you harder. So here's a little agony for you." The spanking is getting you aroused once again and wet, and submit to me. "So do you want my cock or do you want that toy? Whack! I spank you one more time, the hardest yet. "Yeaahhh, I want it," you say. "How bad?" I ask, releasing you. "Show me and kneel in front of me" I slip off my pants and release my cock for you. You kneel in front of me and start sucking and am so hard. You greedily suck from tip to base, first taking my balls in your hand, and then finger my ass to the prostate, making me moan and grit my teeth. I can't talk much now, but know I can't cum yet. "Oh no, hon, you gotta wait for my cum. I want it in your ass," I say getting up. "Come over here and lean over this table." You comply and await a thorough pounding. It's what you came here for, but wonder how sore your might be tomorrow...This table is smaller and narrower, and is along one side of the room. It's used for setting drinks and food on for meetings, but it's just the right size and height to fuck you on. I tie your hands to the front of the table and your ass is up in the air for me. I start fucking your pussy at first, slow long strokes, then harder and faster, until I'm really going fast and furious. I reach around to your clit and this make you go really wild. I hope no one is around on the floor- you're really moaning louder and louder with each stroke. But it's your ass that I really want. I pull out and wet down your ass with your juices, working my finger in your asshole just a bit, getting it ready. You are a bit apprehensive, but you want to feel my cock filling you up. I also keep some attention to your clit, just to keep you buzzing. Soon I think you are ready; I stroke my cock for you and you glance back, wondering if you can take it all. But there isn't much time to think about it, as I take you from behind and start slipping my cock just a bit in your ass, just the tip at first, but with more pressure and moisture. You grunt just a bit as I push harder and the sensation is wonderful with you feeling filled and I am overwhelmed with the tightness of your ass engulfing my cock. I take a few short strokes, but know I can't last long. I grit my teeth and try to hold back so you can get a good pounding but it's useless. I cum hard arching my back with one last thrust, filling you with my cum. It drips out to your ass and leg and it's a wonderful sight. You are spent but feel energized at the same time. I'm grinning a mile wide, knowing that I just did all this in the conference room. We get dressed and hope that no one is still around in the office, or has returned. I've got even with you for the earlier torture; you are stepping a bit more gingerly leaving the office after the hard fucking. "So did you come here today wanting this?," I ask. "Well yes silly, why do you think I tied you down? I knew that you would fuck me good if you had to wait and I would be punished. I liked the spanking! I smile as I take you out of the office, wondering who really was in control today. ---- If we had noticed there was a small red light above us- it was a tiny camera mounted in the conference room, normally used for videoconferencing.. but someone else was viewing our more personal board meeting. The light blinked out as the door shut behind us. Meanwhile across town, a another couple was still busy. They had gazed at a computer screen and saw you on the table and then bent over getting the hard anal. "Would you ever want to try that honey? It might be fun," my boss asked, looking down at his wife who had her mouthful of cock. "Mmm hmmm," she replied, still intent on the cock sucking task at hand. Bob reached for his Blackberry and booked the conference room for a hour next week. "Yep, we'll watch this again...you take notes hon, we can learn a lot from those two. Can you come by my office next week in a trench coat? "Mmm hmmm...." she said, not missing a beat, being the good wife and cocksucker she had prided herself in being. And so the following week, I walked by the conference room on my way out and heard some muffled moans and giggles. Somehow, I think I might be in for a bonus, thanks to you! |
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