My pants were suddenly feeling as though they were several sizes too small, despite the measurements being meticulous. I knew she would be coming back, but the issue had to be dealt with before then, or we were never going to be able to get any work done.
Sitting on the toilet, which I swear actually had a pearl seat, I carefully unzipped my pants, there being a lot more of me than there had been when I first put them on, and hauled out my cock. The cool air in the bathroom felt lovely on the glistening head. Letting out a deep sigh, I wrapped my hand gently around the massive shaft and began to stroke.
My mind was blank at first. I forced it to be so, lest I wander into some forbidden territory. It was too dangerous to even fantasize about Emma. The physical fact of her presence was troublesome enough.
But I could barely even look at her without imagining her naked, and soon my mind conjured images of her lovely body prostrate before me as she knelt between my thighs, her soft, warm hands gently stroking my legs as she massaged my raging cock with her sweet little mouth, soothing my savage beast.
I would gently wrap her braid around my hand, taking control of her head, gently guiding her as she sucked me toward orgasm. Suddenly introducing the tongue into the equation, rotating it around the head as she continued to suck... I started to stroke myself harder, hoping I wasn’t making too much noise, but a bit too preoccupied to care.
Standing this imaginary Emma up in front of me, I turned her around and made her bend over, her pussy and ass fully exposed. I started massaging her ass, giving it firm squeezes between strokes. Then, when she least suspected it, I pulled her lips apart and buried my face into her sweet, pink pussy, licking and sucking like a man possessed.
Emma moaned and yelped, struggling to keep herself still so I could keep licking her. I hadn’t actually given her permission to make noise, but it was so sexy, I decided to let it slide. Before long, a delicious tremble of pleasure ran though her, one I could actually feel on my lips as it shook its way through her pussy.
Licking her clean, I stood up behind her. Keeping her in the same position, I lay a hand on her hip and stroked the head of my cock against her soaking, tender, open pussy, making her let out a long, soulful moan. Slowly, I eased my cock inside her until I was all the way in, my rock-hard pelvis brushing lightly against her beautiful ass. Her suddenly muffled moans let me know that she was biting her bottom lip to keep from making noise.
Giving her a moment to get used to being stuffed so completely, I put my hand on her other hip; pulling back to about half-mast, I began to pump my cock inside her sweet little pussy. I could hardly believe the pleasure that washed over me. She felt so amazingly good, it was almost too much for my mind to hold. She was also making sounds I had never heard before, which made me think she was rather enjoying herself too. The more I pumped, the more relaxed I could feel her getting.
I started gaining speed gradually, until I was fucking her at a good, steady rhythm. Emma sent up songs to Venus as I did so, letting her pleasure be known to all. Again, she began to tremble as a second orgasm rattled through her like a freight train. I had to hold onto her to keep her from falling over as her knees buckled.
Sitting back down, I guided her with me, keeping my cock deep inside her. Soon enough, my little darling rallied and started riding me reverse cowgirl style, which seemed oddly fitting. She leaned onto my knees with the flats of her palms for support as I kept a good hold of her hips, her luscious little pussy stroking the length of my throbbing shaft with increasing speed and intensity until she was pounding herself down on me with abandon, making her pleasure well known.
To my surprise, she didn’t need a break after her third massive orgasm. As she moved up along me, I thought to take my cock out of her, which she did, stroking it as it came out of her thoroughly fucked pussy. She wasn’t finished yet, however. Angling my cock a bit more, she lowered herself back onto it, easing it slowly into her ass. I could hardly breathe, it felt so good, her tight little asshole squeezing me in its warm embrace.
She looked stoic as she took it in, betraying no signs of significant pain. Getting halfway down my cock, Emma took up the same position she had with my cock in her pussy and started to ride me, getting to surprising speeds, nearly howling with pleasure as she pounded my monster cock into her beautiful asshole...
I came in a gush, doing my best to catch it all in a wad of tissue, which was not unlike trying to stop a river with a mop. Getting cleaned up, I went out into the main room. The real Emma was already there, sitting at the table again, legs crossed, back straight, eyes clear, and ready for anything.
Or so she thought. I wanted her so much. If I could, I would have taken her right there on the table, but I knew that could very well be the end of my career. That side of things
