The office desk

 

We’re on a large desk in the middle of one of the large meeting rooms on the upper floor. The street lamps peer in through the long vertical blinds illuminating slices of the room and the flesh of our bodies. We’ve already torn most of each other’s clothes off as I sit straddling him in just my flimsy silk knickers that cling tightly to my pussy and ass. I feel my nipples standing firm, erect and tight with the coolness of the room and the excitement of the moment. They ache for his touch. Even his slightest breath upon them would send a shiver down my spine and push me towards the orgasm I yearn for. I crouch on all fours over him. My knees and hands stick on the plush leather padded surface of the desk as I crawl up his body until our noses lightly touch and we stare intensely into each other’s eyes. I slowly thrust my chest forward and lower the tip of one of my nipples onto his lips. I delicately brush it back and forth, savouring the sensation of my firm teat upon his soft upper lip. I glide back down his body allowing my tits to softly graze against his chest at various points, each gentle swipe at the very tip of my nipple sending a blissful surge through my breasts.

 

I kneel, straddling his left thigh and then raise my bum up from his leg. Sliding both hands up my legs I grab the sides of my knickers and begin to pull them down little by little. My skin feels bare and exposed as the material slips down over my hips. I shudder as the silk crotch peels away from my shaven moist pussy taking some of my wetness with it. The feel of my panties loose around my legs and my bare swollen cunt on show causes a sweet, wild, drunken sensation to swirl inside my head. The urge to reach down with my fingers to stroke, rub and caress my throbbing clit is overwhelming. I lower myself almost all the way back down onto his leg and gently begin to rock my pelvis back and forth letting the edge of my pussy lips to ever so lightly brush against him. Each soft thrust forward leaves a trail of my erotic nectar upon him. Every swish upon my labia ignites a burning aching inside me for more, so I thrust faster and more intensely upon his leg. My movements feel so primal and deliciously filthy. Grinding my pussy faster and faster against his bare flesh, arching my body backwards and throwing my head back, I close my eyes to cut out all other distractions and focus solely upon my quest for pleasure. My pelvic thrusting causes my tits to bounce and my sensitive boobs respond to each movement and add to the surging storm of pleasure growing within me. I feel the bliss build to a crescendo until it bursts free sending its ripples of ecstasy through my body. My hands clamp onto the sides of the desk as my body spasms with uncontrollable delight and I gasp for air between my squeals of pleasure. A gush of pure liquid delight sprays from within me leaving me with the most heavenly sense of bliss, relief and completion.