Work Bus Boobies 5

I smiled at the camera and dragged the head of his cock across my tongue. He made a low noise in response.

“Umm… you like that, huh? Yeah, I can tell. Keep that cock nice and hard for me.”

The door suddenly slammed open. I jerked back.

That’s crazy. I thought I locked it.

A man stood in the doorway staring at us. Then his face was visible, It was Stephen...oh hell no

“Who are you?” he asked.

“The man that’s gonna beat the shit out of you if you don’t get out of my fucking office,” Stephen said, voice sharp with anger.

Jacob looked at me for a second, then scrambled to pull his trousers back on.

“Oh fucking hell.” He bolted past Stephen and out the door.

I stood up and walked straight over to Stephen. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“What the fuck is wrong with me? You’re having sex in my office!”

“Well maybe you wouldn’t be so mad if you’d just stayed put and gone to your damn meeting like you were supposed to.”

"I can't believe this..."

"Oh please just fire me if you want to..."

He sighed and stared at me for a while.... “Why him and not me?”

“What?”

“Why do you want to have sex with that loser and not me?”

“Since when do you care?”

“Since the day I saw you on that bus.”

I blinked. “Wait. I’m confused. Are you mad at me for having sex in your office, or are you mad that I’m not having sex with you?”

“You’re not having sex with me, and you’re mocking me by doing it in my office...if you wanna record a video for your only fans, just ask me....”

“Hold on. So you knew about my OnlyFans?”

“Yeah. Honestly, you weren’t doing a very good job of hiding it.”

I rolled my eyes 

“Well thanks to you I can’t finish now. My fans are expecting a full session with my top spender, and you just ruined it. Where am I supposed to find another man on such short notice?”

I paused. An idea clicked into place. I looked at him and let a slow smile form.

Slowly I went to him

“You wanna fuck me, right?”

“Yes. I would do anything to fuck you.”

“Then take your clothes off. I’m setting the camera. You’re taking that loser’s place.”

He started stripping immediately. I laughed at how fast he moved...until I saw what he was packing. His cock was thick, already hard, the head flushed and heavy, veins standing out along the shaft. It looked bigger than I expected from the way he usually carried himself.

“Woah.”

He had a dick like that and still acted like some quiet guy in the background.

I adjusted the phone on the desk so the angle was clean, then looked into the camera.

“Sorry about the wait, guys. Technical difficulties. But now let’s get to the real deal.”

I dropped to my knees in front of him and wrapped one hand around the base of his cock. It felt even thicker in my grip. I leaned in and dragged my tongue from the underside all the way up to the head, tasting the salt already beading there.

“Damn… you’re already leaking for me.”

I opened my mouth and took him in. The head pushed past my lips and filled my tongue. I sank lower, letting saliva pool around the shaft until it spilled out the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin. The wet sounds were loud in the quiet office. Spit stretched in thick strings when I pulled back, then broke and dripped onto my breasts.

I stroked what I couldn’t fit, twisting my fist through the mess of saliva and precum. Every time I pushed forward again, more spit bubbled out and coated his balls. I let it get filthy on purpose...sloppy, shiny, dripping. My eyes watered a little when I forced myself deeper, but I kept going, throat working around him while more thick spit slid down his length and pooled at the base.

I pulled off just long enough to catch my breath and look up at him. Strings of saliva still connected my bottom lip to the head of his cock.

“Look at this mess,” I said, voice rough. “You’re getting me all slimy already.”

Then I took him back into my mouth and started bobbing in earnest, making sure every stroke was wetter than the last.

I was still working him with long, wet strokes when his hand suddenly closed around the back of my head. The grip was firm...no hesitation. He pushed me forward hard, forcing his cock deeper than I’d taken him before.

My eyes flew open. A surprised sound vibrated around his shaft as the head pressed into my throat. Spit surged out the sides of my mouth and ran down my chin in thick streams. I gagged once, but he held me there, hips tipping forward so I had nowhere to go.

“Take it you fucking slut,” he muttered above me.

I hadn’t expected him to switch like that. One second I was in control, the next he was using my mouth. More saliva poured out, coating his balls and dripping onto the floor. My throat fluttered around him while he kept the pressure steady, not letting me pull back until he decided. The mess only got worse...slimy strings of spit stretching every time he eased off just enough for me to gasp, then shoved me right back down again.

“Turn around.”

His voice left no room to argue. I turned and leaned over the desk, arching my back so he could see everything. The thong was still on. I felt his fingers slide under the waistband and pull it down my legs.

The first spank landed hard. Heat bloomed across my skin and made me jump. Before I could catch my breath he pressed the wet head of his cock against me and pushed in.

The stretch pulled a low sound from my throat. He was thicker than I expected, filling me in one long stroke until his hips met my ass. Then he started moving...deep, rough thrusts that rocked me against the desk. Every time he bottomed out a spark of pleasure shot up my spine. I couldn’t stay quiet. The moans kept coming.

He slowed without warning. The sudden change made me ache for the harder pace. I pushed back, trying to take him deeper again. 

"Oh you want that... don't you?"

Another spank cracked across my other cheek. The sting mixed with the thick slide of his cock as he slammed back into me at full force.  

My fingers gripped the edge of the desk. Each rough thrust drove the air from my lungs. Each brief pause left me trembling and needy. The mix of sharp pain and deep fullness had my legs shaking. I was so wet I could hear it. Every time he spanked me and then fucked me harder, the pleasure spiked higher. I stopped trying to hold the sounds in. I just took it and moaned for more.

“Walking around with all that ass and those hard nipples… thinking I won’t fuck the shit out of you, huh?”

His voice had dropped lower, rougher. It barely sounded like the same quiet man from earlier.

He pulled out of me. The sudden emptiness made me clench around nothing. A hard spank landed on my ass and a moan slipped out before I could stop it.

“Show me how you want that cock.”

I reached back without thinking, grabbed his slick shaft, and guided him straight to my entrance. The second the head pushed against me I pressed back, taking him inside again. The stretch felt even better after the brief pause...thick, hot, filling every bit of space.

“Good girl.”

He caught both of my wrists and pinned them against the small of my back. Then he started thrusting hard and fast. Each impact drove me forward against the desk. I couldn’t move my hands. All I could do was take the rough pace and feel every deep stroke. My legs shook. Heat built quick and sharp between my thighs. Every time he bottomed out a spark shot up my spine. The helplessness only made it stronger...I was pinned, full, and completely at his mercy, and my body kept pushing back for more.

 His thrusts turned sharper. Low groans started spilling out of him with every stroke. The sound of it pushed me right to the edge.

I came hard around his cock. My whole body locked up, walls clamping down on him in tight pulses while the pleasure ripped through me. My legs shook so bad I could barely stay upright against the desk.

He didn’t slow down. If anything he fucked me faster, chasing his own release while I was still clenching around him.

“Cum inside me,” I gasped. “Please… cum inside me, daddy.”

The words made him snap. Another heavy spank landed across my ass and he drove into me even harder. A few more deep thrusts and he buried himself to the hilt, groaning loud as he emptied inside me. I felt every hot pulse of it filling me up.

He stayed there a second, breathing hard, then pulled out. Thick cum immediately started leaking down my thighs. He stroked the last of it out and smeared it across my face and over my breasts, coating my skin.

Before I could say anything he grabbed the back of my neck, yanked me up, and kissed me. It was messy and deep...tongues sliding together, the taste of him and the salt of my own skin mixing between our tongue