Semua Bab Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories).: Bab 61 - Bab 70

I forced my eyes open, desperate to crawl backwards, but his legs shifted again, cutting off my escape. "I lost my way," I finally managed to say. My voice was a pathetic tremble, shivering uncontrollably as I spoke. My traitorous eyes kept on darting down to his massive cock, even when I tried so hard to look away. It was right there in front of me, the swollen head glistening with a bead of pre-cum, twitching violently every time he exhaled. "Fuck..." It looked even more gigantic than I had first thought, and I felt my throat go dry as I swallowed hard. "I'm the new secretary, sir," I stammered, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Today is my first day at work. And when I heard someone coming, I panicked and hid under the desk, sir. I didn't mean to... I wasn't trying to look at your huge cock..." The words spilled out before I could even stop them, and instantly my cheeks burned hot enough to scorch. Am I serious right now? Why did I even say huge? But deep down, I knew I was

And that made my eyes go wide. What if they see me? But he didn't even give me time to think. He pulled me up, dragging me out from under the desk in one fluid motion. I wobbled, losing my balance for a second, and that was when I realized the entire front wall of the office had turned into a dark, tinted glass. From inside, we could see perfectly into the room, but the two men outside couldn't see in. It was one-way glass, and the hum must have been the soundproofing kicking in because their voices suddenly sounded muffled and distant, like they were underwater. I stared at it in shock, whispering, "How is that thing even built into an office?" But he didn't answer. He lifted me as if I weighed nothing and dropped my ass onto the smooth mahogany desk, spreading my legs wide with his hand gripping my thigh. Before I could even catch my breath, he ripped my shirt open, sending the buttons flying every which way. I felt his large, rough hands on my breasts before I could even think,

I still can't believe my stepbrother has his hand between my thighs for what feels like five seconds now, and I know he thinks that I was fast asleep.His fingers were tracing right on my sleep shorts, right over my pussy. I bet I could convince myself that I wasn't dreaming because I can feel his touch, he was so careless on my shorts, his thumb rubbing against the sensitive cunt right over my panties.I could still remember the first time that he caught me masturbating in my room, all naked when I was just sixteen at that time. When he walked in without knocking, he saw the porn video on my screen, and my hands were inside my panties. He wasn't surprised or shocked by what he had seen. He just smiled, and said, "Keep up with the work, sweetie," before he walked out of the room, completely unbothered. And he never told anyone about what he had seen me doing to myself, which has been about one year now. So, I guess he wants to take advantage of his opportunity for now. And ever since

"Yeah," he mumbled against my skin, his tongue never ceasing its ministrations. "That's what I want to hear. Say my name. I want to hear how my stepsister moans while I fuck the hell out of her." He ate me like a starving man who had finally been given a feast. The way he sucked on my clit felt different, more intense than anything I had ever experienced. His tongue circled the swollen nub while his fingers, two of them, pushed deep inside my hole. He curled them just right, targeting that sensitive spot that always made my toes curl. I knew I was close; I could feel the familiar tightening in my lower belly. "You taste even better than I imagined," he said, pulling back just enough to speak, his mouth glistening with my juices. He pumped his fingers in and out of me, coating them thoroughly, while his tongue lapped at my clit between words. "I've been thinking about this pussy since I touched it with my fingers earlier. So tight. So fucking wet for me." "Don't stop, please,"

I gasped for air, trying to catch my breath, but the air was suddenly stolen from me as he began to move. He was fully thicker than any finger, thicker than the inch he had teased me with earlier, and my inner walls were being forced apart, stretched to their limit. I could feel the swollen head of his cock pressing insistently against my swollen, sensitive clit with every withdrawal, sending sparks of electricity directly to my brain. "Fuck…" he groaned, the sound was so low and vibrating against my skin. He squeezed my hips tighter. "You're squeezing me too hard, I can barely move." "This little pussy of yours has been waiting for me for so long," he growled, his voice dropping to a rasp that made my legs tremble. "This is what it wanted. So you better keep quiet while I do the fucking job." "Don't flatter yourself," I managed to gasp out, my voice barely a whisper, but I knew I sounded breathless. I gasped when he slammed in deeper, the impact was so powerful that it shoved