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The autumn rain was hammering down on the darkened skylights above as he wandered down the hallway. It was a mundane evening routine, checking that all the lights were off, but there was an electric tingle in the air and on the tip of his tongue. Maybe it was from the storm, and maybe it wasn’t.In the gathering darkness, he locked each door as he went along, listening to the wind and rain and feeling his cock stiffen. The closer he got to her room, the more excited he got, his fingers fumbling on the locks. Reaching the end of the corridor, he turned towards the open cubicles, glancing around to make sure that no one was left. Satisfied and throbbing, he walked quietly to the partners’ offices that led towards her room.Hers was the last door at the very end. He loved her flat, beigewood door, and would often glance at it, imagining the beautiful delight that it so rigidly concealed. Slowly, he walked the length of that small hallway, his old, but newly polished, shoes padding along the plush carpet. Earlier, he had cleaned that same grey carpet especially for her. He had finished all his jobs early, so that there was nothing left to do but spend time with his beloved. Bob was not the common cum-and-run kind of guy.He stood before her door with his forehead resting on it, breathing in deeply as her scent fingered its way through the keyhole. Heady and deep, her perfume wrapped its sweet memories around his wood as his hard tip rested against the beigewood of the door.Sweet wood on wood. These were always the happy moments of tantalising expectation, the frenetic agony of holding back animal thrusts before he saw her and was half-way spent before they’d begun.He grasped the handle, took a deep breath, and opened the door. He stood there, eyes moist, both the ones that regarded her and the one in his pants. She was a heady vision, graceful, undulating in her smooth, creamy lines. The downlighters highlighted every rounded part of her and she basked before him in all her glory. He breathed in deeply, her heavy scent hanging in the air and enveloping him with crackles of fierce electricity. He needed her badly.She watched him.His eyes roved every inch of her and he longed to fuck her hard and now, but he needed to prolong this. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as she gave him. He padded across the room, and allowed one trembling hand to stroke her midriff, softly stroking its way over and around to her back.He could feel the excitement buzzing through her form as he gently fingered and kissed her. His kisses traced along her curves, his tongue gently licking here and there. He could feel her desire for him and he knew she wanted him as she always did. Always. Her unspoken manner almanbahis şikayet thrummed against his tongue-tip.“I know you want me, my beauty. I’ve been longing for you all day, thinking about what we do to each other, how we please each other.” Excitedly, he fumbled with his belt and pulled down his trousers and underwear, allowing his erection to spring free. He watched her lying there, eye to eye with his cock, and he smiled, starry desire shining in his eyes.He began to rub his throbbing cock tip against her now, running it up and down and side to side, feeling her delight as he circled her with it, leaving wet traces of glistening salt in shining smears across her warm beauty.“Do you want me, darling? Are you hot for me?” He closed his eyes as he allowed her joy of feeling his pre-cum now sliding near her opening. He liked to tease her, to make her wait for what was coming. He rubbed his head around her slit, making her wait, making her ache for it, for him, for his load. He placed his hands on her firmly, and his grip grew hard enough that his fingertips whitened.“I need you now…” he gasped.His hand reached up to a shelf above them, and he grabbed the can, trembling. Staring down at her, he removed the lid, cock tip still kissing the edges of her gash. He began to rub the can’s contents onto himself and her, the scent of lube mixing and mingling with her sweet odour.He could feel the hot air of her breath blowing over the wetness, tightening his balls and twitching his length. The lubricant swirled in his pre-cum, a myriad of rainbow colours around her hole. This was his favourite lube, and making love just wasn’t right without it. He only had to see the packaging in a shop to get an instant hard-on at the memories it produced of him and his lover fucking in their secret hideaway.He put his hand on top of her, holding her down as he inserted his cock all the way between her walls, letting her wrap around his fully erect member. No words were needed to communicate the lust they had for each other. The feelings were enough. He loved the pressure she produced, the way she hugged him when he was all the way inside her. The warmth of her insides sent desperate shivers through him. There was no heat like the one she produced, no feeling like she made him feel as he stood there, balls deep in her slit.He grabbed the tin of lube again, spraying some on his fingers, making them smooth and slick. As he began to thrusting inside her, holding her in place with one hand, the other hand found its way to her back opening. His slippery fingers started to rub against the smaller, tighter entrance of her, making sure she was relaxed and ready for his thick, rough working fingers. almanbahis canlı casino He could feel her pleasure increasing as he slid his fingers inside, feeling the heat and pressure of her second hole.Passion took over as his thrusts became harder and more rapid, his fingers firmly working her back entrance. Despite trying to be silent, he couldn’t contain himself as rhythmic moans escaped his lips, the pleasure she allowed him driving them both wild. All he could think of was trying to fuck her harder, press in deeper, make her take as much of his length as possible. His mind drew a blank as he thrust them to the edge of a world filled with pure bliss and agonising pleasure.Suddenly, the door flew open and his head shot round to see Nicola, the blonde busty secretary, staring at him with excited laughter. The image of middle-aged, saggy-bottomed Bob the caretaker, with his trousers round his ankles, pumping his cock for all he was worth into the photocopier, was more than she could stand.“Evening, Bob. Is this a private party, or can anyone join in?”Bob stared at her, aghast. She shifted onto one lean leg, jutting her hips out provocatively. One hand on the beigewood door, she raised her other hand, from which dangled a seven inch purple strap-on glass cock..Bob stared at the strap-on, eyes wide and still thrusting. He couldn’t help himself. She grinned and sashayed over. Her sudden proximity stopped him thrusting as he placed his hands protectively over his beloved. Nicola smiled down at the photocopier and put her own well-manicured hand on it. Angrily, Bob pushed her hand away.“Don’t touch her. She’s mine!”“Oh, come on, Bob,” she breathed, gently running a finger up and down his sweaty shirt sleeve. “What exactly do you think she does during her lunchbreaks, when you’re down in the warehouse?”“What do you mean?” Bob was keenly aware that he was half-naked with his erect penis stuffed deep between the photocopier’s scanner plate and lid.“It isn’t only you she plays with, you know.” Nicola laid her strap-on in front of him, on the machine’s top.Bob felt the weight of it pressing down onto his cock, where it was sandwiched between the bright, warm glass and the lid. Hot air from the vents was breathing teasingly over his balls, and he shuddered.Nicola reached into her pocket and brought out some folded paper. Opening it, she laid the pieces before Bob, and he took in the sight of photocopied images of large squashed breasts, photocopied by his beloved. And more, there were images of a wet, open pussy clearly showing all holes and smears of juices over the glass.Bob stared in disbelief, his appearance and position quite forgotten for a moment.“She’s quite a mistress,” almanbahis casino said Nicola.Bob didn’t know what to think. The sight of this intruder, with her slutty wares on display, proving that his beloved had communed with her, left him feeling even more aroused. It overrode the disgust he felt towards his beloved for whoring out her body in this ugly, cunt-drenched way. He looked at Nicola with tears in his eyes, cock still throbbing and desperate to be pumped, slickness oozing from his dick hole and spreading further over the thrumming glass.“Oh, Bob”, the secretary said, stroking his arm, “it’s not like you own her. She can do what she wants. We both love her. Why don’t we share her together?”He looked down at his beloved and stroked her softly. He could feel the humming of her energy and the hot breath still licking around his tight balls. He felt Nicola’s hand reach around and squeeze his saggy, clenched buttocks.Moving behind him, she licked the edge of his ear.“What do you say, Bob? Should we have a threesome?” She nibbled on an earlobe and let her long nails walk themselves around to his swollen base.He nodded. Moving the photocopies to one side, he picked up the purple strap-on. He was surprised to find it already warm. He held it in front of him and thought about how nice it would be to feel it inside of him.“Where did you get this?” he asked.“Boss’s office. I use it a lot.” She chuckled, softly running her nail tips over his hip.He passed it behind him and waited. Nicola moved around so he could see what she was doing. Taking off her suit jacket and shirt, he gaped as she revealed her large, round breasts encased in a black lace bra. She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving her only in her bra and stilettos.Bob stared at her shaven pussy.“They don’t call me Knickerless-Nicola for nothing, you know.”A moan escaped Bob’s lips as he watched as Knickerless climbed into the harness and strapped it on tightly. Bob stared at the leggy blonde wearing the seven inch purple cock, stroking his beloved with one hand and wiping his sweaty brow with the other.“Pass me that WD-40, Bob.”She pushed her hips towards him, letting him spray the strap-on with his favourite lubricant. He coated the whole thing until it was dripping and running down her legs.“Are you ready, Bob?” she breathed. He nodded, excitement shaking his buttocks as Knickerless moved behind him.Immediately, he felt the hard head of the strap-on prodding between his buttocks. Slowly but steadily, the thick purple shaft glided into his ass, filling him up. As she slid inside him, Bob pressed his beloved’s lid down again, putting pressure on his waiting cock once more. He started thrusting again, pushing his length underneath the lid with invigorated force. Every time he pulled nearly out, Nicola’s dick filled his ass. He moaned continuously, his beloved squeezing down his cock, or Nicola thrusting purple silicone up him as she fucked him to delirium.
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