His Office plaything (3)
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I hesitated for only a second before obeying, heat rushing to my cheeks as I parted my legs, baring my lace panties to him.
He stepped closer, his hand sliding up my inner thigh before pressing against my soaked panties. “So damn wet,” he growled, rubbing me through the thin lace. “Your p***y’s begging for me.”
I whimpered as his fingers slipped under my panties, finding my p***y. When he pushed a finger inside me, I gasped, my whole body jerking at the intrusion.
“f**k… you’re so tight,” he said, thrusting his finger in and out slowly, watching my reaction. His eyes narrowed. “Still a virgin?”
My lips trembled as I nodded.
His smirk widened. “Even better.”
He pulled his finger out, licking it slowly, making me blush harder. Then he turned away, walking to the corner of his office. I frowned in confusion, watching as he unlocked a shelf and pulled out a black bag. He carried it back to the desk and unzipped it, revealing an array of toys that made my stomach drop.
He picked up a sleek vibrator and held it up, the corner of his mouth curving. “You’re going to love this.”
My breath caught. “S-Sir…”
“Shhh,” he silenced me, switching it on. The low hum filled the room and my pulse jumped. He pressed it against my n****e over the bra first, the vibration shooting through me like a shock.
“Ahh—!” I cried out, arching back. The sensation was overwhelming, my n*****s instantly became hard.
He laughed, pulling my bra down and pressing the vibrator directly against my bare n****e. I almost screamed, my body jerking as the buzzing toy teased my sensitive peak.
“f**k, that’s pretty,” he murmured, watching me squirm. “Moaning and shaking already and I haven’t even touched your p***y with it yet.”
He moved between both breasts, rubbing the vibrator over my n*****s until they ached with pleasure, swollen and red from the stimulation. My hands gripped the edge of the desk, knuckles white, as my moans filled his office.
“Fuck..” I moaned.
He dragged the vibrator down my stomach slowly, teasing me, making my skin twitch under the buzzing. My breath caught when he stopped just above my panties.
“You’re dripping already,” he smirked, pressing the toy against the damp fabric. The vibration pulsed right over my clit and I nearly jumped off the desk.
“Ahhh…oh my god!” I cried out, grabbing at the edge of the desk, my legs trembling.
“Shut up and take it,” he growled, holding my legs wide with one hand while rubbing the toy harder against me. The buzzing sent shockwaves through me, pleasure so sharp I couldn’t hold back the cries spilling from my mouth.
He shoved my panties to the side and pressed the vibrator directly to my bare clit.
“Fuuuuck!” My hips bucked violently, my back arching off the desk.
“That’s it,” he murmured, eyes fixed on me, voice thick with lust. “Look at you, shaking for me. This little virgin cunt is so sensitive.”
The toy circled my clit in relentless, dizzying patterns. My vision blurred, my breath ragged. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, just waves of fire rolling through me.
“Please…” I whimpered, though I didn’t even know what I was begging for.
“Please what?” he demanded, pressing the vibrator harder until I screamed. “Say it, Maya.”
“Please…don’t stop!” I gasped, my body convulsing under his control.
“That’s my good girl.” He leaned in close, his lips brushing my ear as the toy kept working me mercilessly. “c*m for me, right here on my desk. Show me how messy you can get.”
My body obeyed before my mind could catch up. The pressure in my core snapped, and my orgasm tore through me like a violent storm.
“Ahhh…fuuuuck!” I screamed, legs thrashing, hips grinding desperately against the vibrator. My entire body shook, toes curling, nails clawing the desk as wave after wave crashed through me.
But he didn’t stop, he held the vibrator to my clit, forcing me to ride out every pulse of pleasure until I was sobbing, my thighs trembling uncontrollably.
“Look at this p***y,” he groaned, watching me squirt slickness down my thighs, soaking his desk. “Dripping, shaking, screaming for me. You love this, don’t you?”
I was a mess, tears on my cheeks, my hair sticking to my face, my body writhing under his toy. “Y-Yes… oh god yes!”
Just when I thought I couldn’t take more, he dragged the vibrator lower, circling it over my soaked entrance.
“Sir… please…” I whimpered, my hips jerking, my body already oversensitive from the orgasm.
“Shhh,” he whispered, smirking down at me. “I’m not done with you yet.”
And then, he pushed the t
ip of the vibrator inside me.
I gasped, my eyes flying wide. “Ahhh—!”
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