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I Smell Sex
I Smell Sex . . .by mdg._
Even the following day I could smell sex in the air,
No at all my imagination, wine stains, from the bottom of the glass, still on the desk, an empty wine glass laying on it side, a stained cork, still attached to the corkscrew, cigarette ashes which missed their mark, crumpled papers on the floor, those which got in the way, my fingerprints with pussy nectar left their slippery marks on the desk, on the keyboard, of course it was the weekend, no cleaning persons had been there yet. She sat again behind her desk, this time there was no doubt in her mind, and she knew exactly what was needed. The heavy musky scent of sex from the afternoon before was taking its hold. She slid her chair back, stood up, sat on the edge of the desk, pulled back her skirt, her panties off, which she mischievously threw at me, and spread her thighs wide. This was not a request, this was a pussy spread wide, dripping wet, with clitty protruding, demanding attention, and nothing less. How could I refuse such a delicious demand, I stripped off my jeans, slid down my shorts, and let her know by the erection I had, her demand was answered as her quivering pussy had hoped. Her fingers fondling herself, spreading her pussy that I see how it ached, the shimmering wetness on her hands, on her pussy, dripping to the desk. One hand in her pussy, one hand playing with her breasts. My erection was all that she saw, she knew it would soon throb in her deep heat. So I plopped my bare ass on the still stained and wet chair from the evening before, slid myself between her thighs, her legs 'round my neck, and dug my tongue into her trembling pussy as hard as I could, I knew by the finch in her body, the quake in her thighs, her hands in my hair, she was wanting more of last night. So firmly she pushed my face to her wet flaming pussy, I sucked on her clit, that all I heard was a choking deep breath in her attempted words. The sounds of my wet sucking between her tingling pussy lips just drove her higher, shaking, locking her thighs so tight around my neck.
This was only the start, I too wanted to get my aching hard cock inside her hot pussy, but first to the task at hand, that her clitty get sucked till her pussy cries, "give me all, give me all right now". So I suck her wanting clitty hard to my mouth, fingers digging, probing, rubbing all inside her till her whole body was shaking with each touch, then my hands firmly to her breasts, then to her waist, and tightly to her thighs, she knew, my hard cock was on it's way to where she needed it most. So quick and hard I rammed it in, and first so deep, to let her feel it's stiff throbbing greed. So hard I pushed my thighs to her ass, it shook the desk and her breasts like jelly rolled with pleasure from the advance. A pool of juices, from deep within her, flowing to the desk, she looked down staring at my cock sliding in and out, more juices and the wet sounds with each thrust. The sounds and the sights where more than she could hold, hard twitches and spasms and moaning words not understood, as convulsive orgasms ripped though her body, her hands on my ass, pulling tighter to me, wanting more as deep, as hard, as fast, the more the thrust, the louder the moans, the wet sounds of soaked flesh pushing to wet flesh, it all made her grab for more. She wanted the sounds of lust as much as the feel. The sounds of the creaking desk, drenched flesh with the creams of orgasm's release, strong smells of the nectars which mingled, such squashing sounds arousing her more, the wet slurping sounds of her pussy, sucking my aching cock in deeper, I could not wait, and slammed hard to her, releasing so violent from my vibrating cock. The harder I came the tighter her pussy grabbed, as is she was sucking and milking it dry. Her thighs twitching and grabbing around my body, her legs now tight around my neck, sporadic, distorted words, "ffuuuckk miiicccchhhh hrrrrrrrrdddddddrr, dddnnn ssshhhhhhhttpppppp, aaaarrrrrrrrffffffffff, " until I collapsed between her soaked spread thighs on the desk, still my cock rested inside her, it was only the start, I knew and she knew, as her pussy so gently still played and massaged around my diminishing erection, trying to tease it hard again, the soft flexing hot inner rippled flesh playing all around again began the feelings of arousal, such a warm sensual feeling, and I knew she was enjoying flexing her pussy with all her wet heat, legs softly wrapped around me holding me there in place as she played with her pussy muscles, it was arousing her as much as it was me, the wet heat gently fondling without haste, just leisurely caressing, slowly rolling her hips and lightly rubbing her clit against me, as a slow dance, subtle without words, without sound, but her breathing deeper, more wanting, but I felt she was not in any hurry, her teasing pussy was leisurely wandering back, my slight arousal was being more than a slight arousal now, she was succeeding ever so subtle, she giggled, as to say, "I can do it, I can make your erection rise inside my heat", the giggle in rhythm with her flexing pussy, how could I not rise to the occasion gallantly, as if I had a choice, my cock was not paying a bit of attention to me, it was where it wanted to be, whether I was there or not, my slight motion sliding in and out began to respond to her grabbing thighs around me, I could feel the heat rising in her still damp body, her pussy again beginning to swell to a soft cushion, her creamy juices oozing out with each slow methodical stroke of my cock, her inner rippled flesh raking along the length of my slowly rising erection, slight twitches deep within her with each slow entry, I could feel her tummy muscles tense as she started pushing her hips up to follow my cock, the sudden sideward roll of her hips, teasing my cock on her G-spot, such gentle shock waves from arousal nerves raw to the touch, but wanting more, somewhat to pain, but a delicious, addicting pain of pleasure, again a hardon as she had intended, now throbbing, wrenching, faster and harder the strokes, "turn around, bend over this desk", one knee up to spread her pussy, and slide my hard cock in her quivering pussy, her ass pushing out to meet my hard flesh, a soft whisper, her face to the desk, "fffuuuckk mmeee nnooooww", "pushhh hhrrdddrrr", the harder I pushed into her, the more she wanted, moving the desk, whatever was on the desk, fell to the floor, the phone, the pencil holder, not thought to think about that, her body shuddered with each thrust, "faster, hhhrrddrrrrr, fffkkkkkkkkkk mmmmmmm", "youuuuuuur ppsssyyyyyyy isss so hottttttttt", like hot coals raking along the length of my cock, the harder and deeper I plunged in her burning pussy, the greater her moans, her pleas "ffkkkkkkk mmmmmmmm hrrrrrrrrddrrr,hrrrddrr", I felt her coming so hot and hard, I plunged in deep and came with such violent eruption, such short hard thrusts with each shudder of her body, it shook the desk and us, the juices flowing down her thigh, on to mine, drenched from orgasm, lustful sweat, the desk was soaked, smell of sex, no doubt at all, and not our fault, had the cleaners come and cleaned up our mess from the afternoon before, the reminders would not have been, to set off this repeat of what was, and we had here before, I did not withdraw from her heat, she slumped on the desk, slowly swaying her ass against my thighs, my cock going limber, but tightly held by the rhythmic contractions in her post orgasm delight, each quiver within her, one more relaxed plunge with my wearied cock, and still a small gush of her juices would drip to the desk, the continual dribble of hot orgasm nectars, I knew it wasn't over until she had drained herself dry, and her pussy had wrung out every last drop from my now limber cock, her hand reached around, fondling my balls, gently rubbing them on her clit, would we try it again, how could we not, I could feel the way her hands were playing with the wet sticky juices on her fingers, the heavy aroma of sex hanging around us, not long the fire would re-ignite, steamy wet flesh, musky aromas of lust, sticky with all the wetness of heated passion bodies, a world apart from the world.
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