One #5
Groaning, my eyes flew open and I gaped at the progression of the scene ahead.
The man had his mouth enveloping the secretary's breast. He alternated between her boobs, suckling on them as his tongue repeatedly flicked her erect nipples, while his free hand kneaded the one he wasn't sucking.
My pussy moistened as I gazed upon the scene.
I jerked when I resumed rubbing my pussy.
The show continued as the man started to kiss his way down the secretary's stomach while his hand continued massaging her boobs.
Loud whistling sounds and jeers rose from the crowd when he yanked her skirt over her waist and ripped her panties off.
A bright spotlight landed on the prone, heavily breathing woman on the desk.
The light illuminated the sweat dotting her skin, the fast rise and fall of her boobs, and slowly moved down to shine on the strip of curly, dark hair on her pussy mound.
The man used his fingers to part her labia, and her pussy was bare in all its wet glory.
Her clit was erect and peeked out from its hood.
Her pussy was pink and glittered with traces of pussy cream.
The man glued his head to it and grazed her with his tongue, making the secretary squirm around on the desk.
Shivers traveled through my bones and my pussy pulsated. K kissed the side of my neck, trailing from my collarbone and behind my ear. I gulped when he flicked his tongue over my ear and nibbled on it.
“Mmm…” I cooed.
The man was now licking the secretary in earnest, his tongue tracing from her clit to slit.
When he plunged his tongue inside her wet pussy, K ran a pair of his fingers through my slit, over my clit, and back down once more.
He spun them in circles at the entrance of my pussy hole before plunging them in, while also twiddling my nipple between his fingers.
I closed my eyes, letting the feeling of his fingers on my nipple run down to my pussy.
My throat vibrated with moans when he pinched my nipple and nibbled on my neck.
The man's hands held the secretary by her ass and continued to eat her pussy hungrily.
I felt a massive orgasm building in me when K withdrew his fingers to the tips and plowed them back in, pulling out and thrusting in harder.
I wobbled, feeling my legs about to give out.
K gripped my chest and anchored me to his body, sliding his fingers deeper inside my yoni.
He curved it and found my G-spot. Crying out, I remembered where I was and bit back the rest of the loud moans gurgling in my throat.
He pressed his fingers against it, kneading the small spot nonchalantly.
His thumb was pressing against my clit at the same time and the friction had me tossing my head back, shaking like I was hooked to a vibrator and mumbling incoherently.
“Eyes on the show, Lani,” K stated.
Struggling, my eyes narrowed into a small squint, and I felt hotter than ever.
The secretary's body trembled as the man kept on pleasing her with his tongue.
By the fast twitching of her body, I knew she was about to cum and I wasn't far behind.
I felt the muscles of my pussy contract and more juice flowed between my slit.
The man was now unfastening the buttons on his pants, and I stared transfixed as he pulled out his erect dick.
“Oh fuck.” My eyes enlarged at the way the spotlight focused on the thick girth saluting the crowd.
“You like that, hmmm?” K murmured, caressing my clit. “You like getting finger fucked while you watch another couple fucking? You like his dick? Imagine it was you he was fucking?”
“Ohh gosh.” I shivered from K's taunting words and the way the man was running his fingers along the length of his dick. The spotlight showcased the pre-cum dripping from the slit.
He climbed up the desk and straddled her head.
With his dick in hand, he pulled her up and grazed her lips with the pre-cum coating his dick.
The secretary's tongue peeked out and licked the cum off his dick, before opening her mouth to swallow the head deep into her mouth.
She began to bob her head up and down, taking more of his thick girth into her mouth.
The stimulation caused by K's mouth on my neck, his fingers in my pussy and on my breasts, were too much for my body to accommodate.
I felt his tongue brush against my ear as his hand squeezed my tit.
My hips pushed forward and I spread my legs, whimpering as his fingers moved swiftly between my pussy lips.
“Ohhhh!!!” I gasped into the air as waves of pleasure rushed over me.
Tremors shot up and down my body, making me shudder all over.
The man was now situated between the secretary's legs as he began rubbing his dick against the wetness of her pussy lips until it was coated by her pussy juice.
His other hand reached out and for a moment gently took her throat between his thumb and fingers.
He moved slightly, pushing the head of his dick forward into her yoni.
The woman thrashed about, panting heavily as the man penetrated her at a moderate pace.
He lifted her legs over his shoulders while he continued sliding into her.
“From the way she's screaming, I bet his dick has filled her pussy,” K commented, his fingers still rubbing my pussy. “Would you like me to fill you up the same way?”
I bit my bottom lip as his fingers dived deeper inside my wetness.
Gasping for air, I started lifting my hips up and down, forcing his fingers to move in and out.
My head spun and my head thudded fiercely.
I could feel an orgasm coming and squeezed my thighs together, but it was too late to stop it.
My body tensed and I fought to control a moan as pleasure washed through me.
Struggling to remain still as my body shook, I closed my eyes and bit my lips harder, drawing blood.
A loud mewing sound drew my attention back to the sex show and I opened my eyes, staring as the man pulled back before driving his dick all the way into her.
Slowly he pulled back so that only a couple of inches remained in her paradise before driving it all the way back in.
With each thrust, the secretary whimpered.
Her moans became louder when the man began circling her clit with his thumb.
He powered into her at a steady pace. The secretary jerked and wailed, thrashing vigorously.
“Oh, look at her go,” K drew his thumb in circles lazily across my clit. “See how her thighs are shaking. Would you like to trade places with her, mama?”
My breathing became labored like I'd been running sixty miles per second.
My stomach twisted as I tried to imagine being put in the same position as the secretary.
The image was like injecting a shot of aphrodisiac into my vein.
In the deepest part of my depravity, I craved to be tied down by K while I slurped on the dick of another man.
My mind was fixated on the type of dick I would love to devour.
I wanted to feel the smooth texture of a dick sliding into my mouth.
I craved to swirl my tongue around it and gulp down the gooey, warm, creamy flavor hitting my tongue.
My taste buds were practically begging for it.
I was burning up with an ache too big for my body to tame.
The man's thrust became erratic as he rocked into the secretary relentlessly.
On a loud groan, he pulled out of her and scrambled up the desk to kneel by her face.
With wide eyes, I watched as he slipped the head of his dick between her lips and furiously pumped his girth with his other hand.
Cum spilled out of her mouth, dripping down her face and falling to her chest. When the man finally pulled out, the secretary was smiling widely, with her face all messed up.
K released me but still kept me close to his side. “Let’s go see what's up over there.”
With a pounding heart, I walked absentmindedly as K led me to another area, which had been fashioned to look like a train.
The seats in the train were filled with people.
I marveled at the structure of the train.
It was too realistic and would have fooled me into thinking I was at an actual train station.
Apart from being extremely kinky, every muthafucka in this club were topnotch actors and actresses.
“Excuse me, coming through, sorry!” A sultry voice broke the silence. “Sorry!”
Puzzled, I frowned and watched as a tall, curvy woman with rich dark skin sashayed into the train. She furrowed her brows when she saw how crowded the train was.
“Let me guess, an orgy is going to take place?” My lips twitched as I glanced at the familiar porno inspired setup.
“Maybe, maybe not,” K quipped.
The woman stood in the middle and held on to one of the train's handlebars for support.
Without notice, the train lurched forward and the woman's body was caught off balance.
She tripped, almost falling to the floor, when a man reached out for her, grabbing her by the waist. The man looked to be in his twenties, and a small grin was planted on his face as he strategically went to the dimmer part of the train with the woman secured in his arms. The train came to a complete stop, and I could see the excitement in the woman's eyes as she rubbed the budge in the man's pants.
“What's with the men snatching the women like a pickpocket in broad daylight?”
K chuckled. “Most people get off of this type of thing.”
Lifting my head, I locked my gaze on his face, silently studying his features. “Do you get off from it?”
“Nah,” winking, he licked his lips. “I like my woman to be fully on board with the shit I'm about to do to her. I'm more interested in disrespecting and degrading her sexually.”