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By *ordlad OP Man 2 days ago
wrexham |
The cool, polished surface of the boardroom table pressed against my back as Sophie straddled my face, her skirt hiked up around her waist and her panties long since discarded on the floor. This was our ritual now—part two of the delicious game we'd started weeks ago. Sophie loved the control. She let me lick her pussy, but only that. No fingers inside her, no fucking her yet. Just my tongue worshiping every slick fold, circling her swollen clit until her thighs trembled and she soaked my chin with her sweet, musky arousal.
"Fuck, yes... right there," she moaned softly, grinding down onto my mouth. Her hands braced on the table edge above my head, her perfect ass flexing as she rode my tongue in slow, deliberate circles. The boardroom was empty after hours, the city lights twinkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the risk always made it hotter. I devoured her eagerly, lapping at her dripping entrance, sucking gently on her clit the way she liked. Her juices coated my lips, my tongue plunging as deep as she'd allow. She was close already, her breath coming in sharp gasps.
Then the door clicked open.
We both froze. Sophie's hips stilled, my tongue still buried between her slick lips. Sarah the cleaner stood in the doorway, her cleaning cart just behind her, eyes wide as she took in the scene: Sophie half-naked on the table, me underneath her with my face glistening.
"Oh my god..." Sarah whispered, but she didn't turn away. Instead, her gaze lingered—on Sophie's flushed breasts spilling from her unbuttoned blouse, on my obvious bulge straining against my pants. Sarah was in her late twenties, curvy in that effortless way, with dark hair pulled back and full lips parted in surprise. Her uniform hugged her hips, and I could see her nipples hardening under the thin fabric.
Sophie glanced down at me, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "Don't stop licking," she commanded softly, then looked back at Sarah. "Like what you see?"
Sarah hesitated for a heartbeat, then stepped inside, letting the door shut behind her with a quiet click. "I... I shouldn't, but fuck, this is hot." She locked the door. "I've cleaned up after enough late meetings to know what goes on in here."
Sophie lifted off my face just enough for me to catch my breath, her pussy hovering inches above my mouth, dripping onto my lips. "Then join us. He only gets to lick me... but maybe you can have more."
Sarah's eyes darkened with lust. She approached the table, shedding her uniform top as she did, revealing heavy, round breasts with dark nipples begging to be sucked. She climbed onto the table beside us, her skirt riding up to show black lace panties already damp. "I've wanted this kind of trouble," she murmured, leaning down to kiss Sophie deeply.
I watched them make out above me, tongues dancing, while my cock ached painfully in my trousers. Sophie lowered herself back onto my face, and I resumed licking her with renewed hunger, my tongue flicking rapidly over her clit as Sarah's hand reached down to squeeze Sophie's breast. Sarah moaned into the kiss, then broke it to look at me.
"Your turn to taste her properly," Sophie told Sarah, shifting slightly so Sarah could lean in. Sarah's mouth joined mine at Sophie's pussy—her tongue sliding alongside mine, both of us licking and sucking at Sophie's dripping folds. Sophie cried out, her hips bucking as two tongues worshipped her. The taste of her mixed with Sarah's warm breath was intoxicating. We took turns: I'd suck her clit while Sarah lapped at her entrance, then we'd switch, our tongues tangling wetly over her swollen sex.
Sophie came hard, flooding our mouths with her orgasm, her thighs clamping around our heads. "Yes... fuck, both of you!"
As she shuddered through the aftershocks, Sarah turned her attention to me. She unzipped my pants, freeing my aching cock, and stroked it firmly. "He's been so good, only licking. He deserves this." Sophie nodded, watching with hooded eyes as Sarah straddled me reverse-cowgirl style, sinking her tight, wet pussy down onto my shaft in one smooth motion. The heat enveloped me completely—velvety and slick. I groaned into Sophie's still-twitching pussy, licking her through it as Sarah rode me hard, her ass bouncing, taking every inch.
The three of us moved together in a perfect rhythm. Sophie ground on my face while Sarah fucked me senseless, her pussy clenching around my cock. I reached up to squeeze Sophie's ass, my fingers digging in as Sarah leaned forward to kiss Sophie again, their breasts pressing together. The sounds filled the boardroom—wet slurping from my tongue, the slap of skin on skin, moans echoing off the glass walls.
I couldn't hold back. "I'm gonna come," I gasped against Sophie's folds.
"Come inside her," Sophie ordered, riding my face faster. Sarah slammed down harder, her walls pulsing. I exploded deep inside Sarah's pussy, pumping rope after rope of cum as she milked me through her own orgasm, crying out against Sophie's mouth.
We collapsed in a sweaty, satisfied tangle on the boardroom table—Sophie still dripping on my chin, Sarah's pussy leaking my load down my shaft, all three of us breathing hard and grinning.
"Round two?" Sarah asked, already reaching for Sophie's breasts again.
Sophie looked down at me, eyes sparkling. "Only if he keeps licking like that."
I smiled, ready for more. This night was far from over. |
