What the Hell!

What the Hell! What the Hell!

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Being a partner in a law firm had it's ups and downs and today definitely had it's share of both.

Summary

Being a partner in a law firm had it's ups and downs and today definitely had it's share of both.

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Submitted: February 28, 2016

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Submitted: February 28, 2016

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Hubie slammed his phone down and literally roared, “God fucking damnit!” 

One of his associates had just fucked up a case that should have been a slam dunk and he knew he was going to get reamed by the client the next day.  Being a named partner in a law firm had its ups and downs and this was definitely going to be a down day.  

He threw a coffee mug against the wall just and as it splintered into pieces, another associate was walking by.  She stopped in shock and cautiously stepped towards his open door peering into his spacious office the 30 feet or so where he stood next to his desk. 

“Everything alright, Mr. Davis” Tiffany softly asked. 

All he could see was red and he couldn’t even appreciate the incredibly sexy woman that was inquiring about his well-being. All he knew was the office rumors that she and the dipshit that had just lost this case were fucking and so without thinking he blurted out, “No, everything isn’t alright Ms. Costello; your fucking idiot boyfriend just lost an easy fucking case.” 

To his surprise she slowly walked into his office so he could see the dazzling green wrap dress she was wearing which were perfect against her dark skin and hair. 

Her voice was surprisingly calm as she said, “If you’re talking about Joe; that asshole and I were over weeks ago when I caught him fucking one of the secretaries; in my office no less.” 

Her eyes were sparkling as if she was enjoying telling him this and he started to apologize, but she cut him off and said, “Looks like you need a drink, Mr. Davis; shall we hit that bar around the corner?” 

He looked at her again and a drink with her was well down the list of things he wanted to do with and to her. 

His adrenaline was still pumping and he growled, “A drink isn’t what I need…..” but his professionalism kicked in before he told her what he really needed. 

He turned away as his phone rang and saw it was that idiot Joe again and he thought better of answering it, but his blood started to boil again. 

He heard his door shut and assumed that Tiffany had left, so he was surprised when he saw her approaching his desk.  He was so lost in thought that it took a moment to realize she was asking, “What do you need, Mr. Davis?” 

He just looked at her and saw her sumptuous body and let his libido take over as he growled, “I need a really hard fuck; that’s what I need.” 

Her eyes went wide, but she didn’t seem disgusted or put off; actually she was obviously eager to hear more as she purred, “How would you do it, Mr. Davis?” 

He glanced over to where his furniture was and said, “Well, with the right woman, I’d do it with her bent over the back of my leather chair over there.” 

He blinked his eyes and then blinked them again as his brain was having trouble registering the fact that she was untying the sash and then letting her dress fall open.  His cock which had already started to thicken was now quickly reaching the fully locked and loaded position as he looked at her.  Her bra was a brilliant pink with maroon lace along the edges and instead of pushing up her already amazing tits, the bra seemed to be restraining them.  And as his eyes moved lower, he took note of the very short pink half-slip which she was slowly hiking up.  His desire reached new heights when she finally revealed the matching pink garter belt and nude stockings and nothing else.  It perfectly framed her very smooth and bare snatch and then he heard her ask for what must have been the second or third time, “Am I the right woman, Mr. Davis?” 

He glanced up at her attractive face and noted that for all her forwardness she was now feeling very vulnerable; as if she doubted just how incredibly desirable she was. 

He didn’t answer her; he simply let his eyes devour her once more letting the sexual tension grow with each passing second.  When he couldn’t take it any longer, he finally walked around the corner of his desk and took her into his arms and kissed her passionately.  The feel of her curves and the sweet smell of her perfume intoxicated him and as her hands tried to open his shirt, he started walked her towards the chair he indicated earlier. 

He kicked off his shoes and then his slacks and as he started to guide her down into the chair, she kissed him and started stroking his cock with the slip.  The feel of the silky nylon against his sensitive cock head felt amazing and his thoughts quickly went to that time in high school where he’d been a freshman and a senior girl had caught him looking at her slip.  She got her ‘revenge’ by luring him into the locker room before practice and all the girls had teased him mercilessly while they were in various stages of undress.  The only ‘lesson’ he learned that day was that women were unbelievably beautiful and sexy in their lingerie and one of the side benefits of that day was several of the girls that had been in the locker room sought him out afterwards and he’d nailed all of them; including the senior that had set him up and she more than indulged all of his fantasies and fetishes. 

He came back to reality and he relished her touch for a moment longer before he growled, “On your knees, Ms. Costello.” 

She eagerly knelt on the chair; her upper body leaning over the back of the chair and as she looked back over her shoulder, she cooed, “Like this, Mr. Davis?” 

She looked very much the temptress she was; toying with his need and on a different night he might have grabbed his leather belt and not stopped spanking her amazing ass until it matched the pink of her lingerie, but for now he needed release. 

He knelt behind her, quickly undid her bra and as his hands feasted on her tits, she reached between her legs and guided his cock.He wasn’t sure an initial penetration had ever felt quite so splendid and after slowly pushing half his cock inside her, he slammed it the rest of the way with one powerful thrust. 

He gasped, “Oh fuck!” and she simply moaned in return, but then she looked back at him again and purred, “You promised me a really hard fuck, Mr. Davis.” 

He pulled on her nipples as he bit her shoulder before growling, “Oh don’t worry, beautiful; I’m going to wreck that magnificent pussy of yours!” 

As Hubie stood there buried balls deep in her pussy; her words still ringing in his ears about how she wanted a hard fuck, he needed something more; he needed to taste her first and he whispered in her ear what he needed; the first part she purred eagerly and then he whispered what he wanted in return and she looked back at him; her eyes sparkling as she gasped, "you pervy old boy, you!"  

A moment later they both groaned as he pulled his cock out of her, but then they switched places and after he slouched down in the chair, she straddled his lap; placing her knees on the arm rests as he greedily pulled her pussy down on his welcoming face.  

It was even better than he imagined; so fucking wet and hot.  He'd never experienced a woman's cunt that seemed nearly as hot.  He grabbed her ass with both hands and slid her slip over and over her fine ass as he simply tried to keep up with her rough riding of his face.  His hands moved from her silky slip and then down to her buttery soft stockings and he'd never felt quite so mesmerized by a woman before.  Not only was she was sexy looking, she clearly loved to fuck and her love of lingerie matched his own and he knew this woman would be his for a long time into the future.  

She fucked his nose, his chin, his tongue; anything she could find, she rubbed her clit on it and when he introduced three of his fingers into her needy cunt, she groaned, "Oh Mr. Davis; that's perfect!"  

As he drank down her honey and swirled his tongue on her clit, she rode his fingers as she bashed herself against his chin.  When he bit her clit lightly she screamed and squirted all over his face with the wettest cum he'd ever experienced.  He then sucked her clit into his mouth and didn't stop until she pulled away; nearly falling to the floor in the process.  

She staggered as her feet hit the floor and she looked at him with wild eyes; her hair was a mess and her tits were heaving with each deep breath as she fought to recover from a wave of orgasms.

“Are you ready, Tiffany”; he asked?  

"Oh hell yes, Mr. Davis; why do you think I came so hard.  I want to give you what you need" she eagerly replied.  

He stood up and her eyes were locked on his cock and his body ached for what was to come next..

She walked to his desk and bent over it; sliding her slip up and then down; giving him a peek of her ass.  And then as he sat his bare ass down into his leather chair, he watched intently as she slowly and carefully spread her pussy and then with three of her tiny fingers pressed the front of her slip up inside her cunt.  She moaned how amazing it felt and then cooed, "Are you ready to fuck my nylon pussy, Hubie?"  

It was the first time she'd used his first name and it was both intimate and slightly mocking, but his cock throbbed with growing anticipation. 

He stood quickly and slapped her tight ass with the flat of his hand as he growled, "Be nice, Tiffany; or you won't get another ride on my cock."  

She looked back at him and purred, "Oh Hubie; you know better than that.  You're already addicted to me.

He slammed his cock into her pussy and the slip fabric made her tighter and the wet nylon was like hot butter against his cock.  It was even better than he'd ever imagined and she moaned loudly as well and he realized that the nylon was caressing her clit each time he thrust and so he finally gave her the hard fucking they both wanted.  

He'd never fucked a woman this ferociously before and each time he thought he should slow down, she begged for more.  With his hands entwined in the straps of her garter belt, he hammered her.  He paused long enough to turn on his webcam and hit record because he wanted to see this again and as they both watched her tits swaying on his monitor and the look of pure delight on her face, he pounded her.  

He couldn't believe that he hadn't cum yet because the friction on his cock was intense but it wasn't until her pussy clamped down on his cock as she came again, did he lose his nut.  And what an orgasm it was.  His whole body shook and he almost fell backwards into his chair as his legs gave out, but he didn't want to leave her pussy until he had to, so he literally laid down over her back; pressing her into the top of his desk as he whispered in her ear that he intended to fuck her in every nook and cranny in his firm's law offices as his fingers tenderly teased her tits.  

When his cock finally softened and slipped out of her, he staggered to his chair and plopped down onto it and pulled her onto his lap.  

They kissed like old lovers as she whispered, "Jesus, Hubie; no one has ever made me cum like that before.  I can’t wait for the next time!"  


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