Basic Instinct

As I fumbled with the key card Paul lifted the back of my dress and grabbed my bare arse in full view of the security cameras.
“Stop that!” I cried out, only for him to slap my bare cheeks much harder than he had in the lift. 
“Ouch! That hurts!” I squealed as we tumbled inside the room.
Grabbing me by the waist Paul powerfully kissed my puckered lips again and deftly unfastened the ribbon holding the front of my dress together as he kicked the door closed. 

“No, no, no!” I giggled as I wriggled out of his grasp, “I need to pee before we do anything like that.
I forced him away and swivelled into the bathroom.
“Take a seat and make yourself comfortable… I won’t be long!” I joked as I locked the door.

It took me a few seconds to catch my breath as I quicklysat on the toilet with my knickers around my ankles; gallons of golden pee cascading into the bowl.

All I could think, in my drunken state, as I pulled my knickers back up, was. “God! It’s actually going to happen,” 
I tried to work out a plan of action as I re-applied my lipstick and quickly brushed my hair. 
“That’s it!” I grinned at my reflection, “I’m going to take charge. I’m going to fuck his brains out!”

I hung my dress on the door hook; took a deep breath and walked back into the bedroom as sexily and as confidently as I could in my bra, pants, stockings and high-heels.

I was a little bit surprised to see that Paul was still fully clothed as he lounged on the sofa. The look on his face when I came into view made all of my hard work and pent-up sexual frustrations worthwhile.

“Jesus Christ, Chloe!” He gasped as I teetered towards him.
“Ssh,” I told him as I pressed my finger against my lips, “Sit back and…enjoy.”

Paul pulled a ‘surprised face’ but did as he was told.
I sexily straddled him; grinding my pussy against his stiffening cock as I gently pressed his face against my firm breasts. He began kissing and licking my uncovered flesh as I gently swayed my chest until it rubbed across his face.

My pussy was on fire as I moved backwards on his lap; letting him admire my young body as I unbuttoned and removed his shirt, exposing a nicely hairy belly and chest – just how I like my men!

As he was topless I thought that I may as well reciprocate! So I unclipped my bra then held it against my breasts for a few tantalising seconds before I finally let him see my big, firm tits! Even if I do say so my tits look bloody good! 
“Wow!” he gasped as he stared at my mammeries. I’m really proud of my tits; they are quite large, but unlike some of my friends they are big, firm and round and haven’t started to sag yet so still stick out and up just like they did in my teenage years. 

“Suck them,” I told him as I bent forward and offered them like a sacrifice.
“MMMmmmm!” I purred as he gently licked both of my throbbing pink nipples. This was just sooooooo good I had to grab his head and pull him closer until I was trying to stuff all of a 34d tit into his mouth, nearly making him choke as I frantically rubbed my pussy against his dick!

Very soon I was really close to cumming but I stopped myself. Instead I dis-mounted and knelt in front of him so that I could unbuckle his belt pulling his jeans down to his ankles. Paul kicked his shoes off and I fumbled with his socks and jeans until he was sitting with his cock straining to get out of his white boxers.

I stood up and rubbed my aching tits as Paul coolly sat with his arms stretched out along the back of the sofa.

It was too late to stop now even if I’d wanted to – and I didn’t.
In a flash I’d whipped my tiny black thong off and stood in front of my workmate, legs apart in my stockings and heels making him stare at my hairless cunt.

Paul actually looked stunned when he saw my bald pussy. He raised his eyebrows and let out a slow whistle as I nodded towards his pants.
With a chuckle he lifted his legs and threw his pants at me! I ducked and they went over my head. When I regained my poise I instantly looked at his throbbing cock. 
“YES!” I thought, “that’s what I’ve been waiting all night for!”

And it was worth waiting for. Six inches of raw, thick cock. I could hardly wait to feel it inside my dripping hole. But first I needed to taste it. To feel it in my mouth, down my throat, Christ, I NEEDED to suck that gorgeous cock. 

Paul resumed his previous position with his arms on the back of the sofa only now his stiff cock was standing to attention in the middle of a dark forest of pubic hair.

I desperately tried not to lick my lips as I knelt before him again; but I should have as I was really, really looking forward to sucking his cock!

At first I stroked his shaft, admiring it and making him wince as I ran my long fingernail along his thick blue veins. As I rubbed his bright purple helmet between my finger and thumb I began kissing his balls and nibbling his hairy sack, all the while looking up his body and never losing contact with his baby blue eyes.

My kisses continued all the way up his thick shaft until I was dribbling onto his bell-end. 

My brain was now like mush as I ran my tongue across his piss-hole then engulfed the fat knob with my hot lips. 

His cock tasted divine as I sucked and slurped filling my mouth with his 40 year old dick.

We still hadn’t said a word but we moaned and groaned, purred and gasped as I tried to give him the best blow-job of his life. I was now sooooooo turned on sucking Paul’s cock I could feel my own juices running down my thighs.

I couldn’t stand it any longer and just had to FUCK him!

With one last little kiss on the tip of his dick I stood up and straddled him again. This time there was no clothing to get in the way and my cunt was so wet I think that he could have driven his car up there! 

I rested my hands either side of his head and slowly edged my arse backwards until I felt that velvet tip nudge against my slit. With only a little adjustment his cock eased into my sodden hole.
“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,” I panted as each inch entered my body, “Uuuuggghh!” I grunted when he finally thrust his hips upwards and absolutely filled my cunt.
Part of me wanted to savour the moment and gently make love to this handsome man but the other (more dominant) part wanted to fuck his fucking brains out! 

The dominant part won! In seconds I was bouncing up and down on his six inches of throbbing gristle as I proceeded to fuck my middle-aged gorgeous co-worker.

I greeted each of Paul’s thrusts with a sexual grunt, “Huh, huh, oh yeh, oh yeh!”
Then when Paul began sucking my tits at the same time I couldn’t stop myself and the grunting became, “Huh fuck, huh fuck, fuck me, that’s good, that’s so good, fuck me, fuckmefuckme FUCK MEEEEE! 

My clitoris felt like a bullet as it rasped against Paul’s hard crotch.
I had to press my mouth against his shoulder to stop myself screaming as our fucking became more frantic.

“Fucking Hell! Fucking Hell! I’M NEARLY THERE!” I howled into his ear as I battered his cock with my love hole , “I’m cumming! Faster, faster, faster baby! FUCK ME FASTER!” 

Paul responded and his cock was soon like a piston as it banged deep and hard into my young tummy making my huge tits hurt as they bounced about like two out of control beach balls.

“Yes, yes YES! Paul, Paul PAUL….that’s it, that’s IT!” I cried into his shoulder as he nearly sucked my tingling nipple out of it’s socket, “I’m cumming, I’m FUCKING…CUUUUUMMMMIIINNGG!”

“Oooohhh Yyyyeeesssss that was fantastic,” I sighed as I slowly slid up and down his magic pole while he licked the sweat off my heaving titties.

Gasping for breath and still impaled on his rod I grinned at him and naughtily whispered, “Oooh that was soooooo good; how should I repay you? Do you want to cum on my face and tits?”

My cunt suddenly felt swollen but empty as I eased myself off Paul’s still hard cock until I was standing astride his legs, my shaven haven inches away from his face. Paul moved his head forward and gently kissed the tip of my pussy then slid his tongue along the crack; lapping at my sticky clitoris which made me gasp. I stood like this for a minute or so; but my desire to taste his cum was now overwhelming.

“Stand up so I can suck you off.” I purred as I stepped off the sofa and dropped to my knees.
Paul stood in front of me and ran his clammy cock across my face.

“Oooh that feels good,” I purred as I smelt my cunt juice on his dick, “do you want me to suck your cock again? Would that be nice?” I teased him as he slowly wanked his cock inches away from my mouth, “do you want me to taste your spunk? Swallow it? That would be nice wouldn’t it? Filling my mouth with your hot cum?”
Paul pushed his knob into my mouth and slowly stroked the shaft as I began slurping on his hard cock. 
“You’re a dirty little fucker…Chloe Rogers!” he gasped as his hand got faster forcing his stinking cock deep into my throat.
“If I’d known what a horny little fucker you were I would have done this weeks ago!” Paul gasped. His eyes were now closed and he was very close to orgasm, “Oh, oh Chloe…show me your twat, show me it!” He continued furiously wanking his cock as I stopped sucking and lay flat on my back for him; rubbing my heaving tits as I spread my legs wide apart showing him my freshly shaved puffed-up gash.
Paul shuffled forwards until he was standing on both sides of my hips.

“Cum on me, cum on me!” I pleaded as I rubbed my clit with one hand and tweaked my nipples with the other, “Splash your spunk all over me! Spill it into my mouth…let me taste your spunk!”
I was getting really turned on again! My fingers were a blur as they rubbed my clitty in time to Paul’s furious wanking.

“Yes, yes yes!” I squealed as I felt another orgasm build up in my cunt, “cum on my face, cum on Chloe’s big titties!”

“Uh…uh…uh…you dirty bitch!” Paul groaned as a long white jet of spunk flashed out of his cock and landed on my face and neck, “Oh Chloe….Chloe!”
Another load landed on my tits but he kept rubbing.
“Yeeesssss…..let me suck your cock….let me, let me suck your big fucking cock!” I cried out at the same time as I raised my head to catch the last drops of his cum when my second orgasm ripped through my lower body. 

“Mmmm….that tastes fucking lovely!” I whispered as I sucked the last few drops of salty man-juice out of his softening member.

Paul flopped back onto the sofa as I wriggled around on the floor playing with myself for a third and very satisfactory final time.

“Have you seen the time?” Paul chuckled as he waved his watch at me, “2.20! We’ve been fucking for over an hour!”

He was still grinning from ear to ear as he kissed me goodnight and wandered off to his own bedroom.