You lay awake later that night reliving your office encounter with Matt. The sheets beneath you are soaked from the orgasm you finished moments before…and the one you experienced an hour before that from your vibrator as you thought of him. You still feel intense desire for Matt despite having spent all night fantasizing about him and the taste of his thick cock. You can’t stop reliving the moment when he came into your mouth this afternoon. The noises he made as he released into your mouth and the pure rush you felt as you milked his cock dry. You feel electricity pulsing through your whole body as you imagine, for maybe the 10th or 11th time in the last several hours, what you would do to him if he were laying next to you.
On the verge of going crazy from desire, you roll over and look at the clock. It is almost 5am. Matt has been getting home soon. You decide to take your chances and get out of bed. You slide on your thin, silk-like robe over your naked, aroused body. With a series of sighs, you leave your room and wander into the kitchen. The counter is littered with empty bottles of red wine, evidence of your sexually frustration the last few nights. You locate the last bottle in the back of the pantry. Gonna need more, you state to yourself.
You settle down on the couch, drinking straight from the bottle and trying not to fixate on how wet you still are. It is hard to ignore the sensation of feeling your moisture drip down your inner thighs. You wait.
The moments waiting on the couch for Matt tick by painfully slow. You glance down at the bottle of wine. Almost half way gone already. Then you hear the door open quietly. You watch Matt’s shadowy figure stumble toward his room. You almost get up when his door opens again and he walks down the hall to the bathroom. You hear the toilet flush minutes later, followed by the sink.
You have a hard time waiting but don’t want to catch him completely off guard in the dark, unlit hallway. Moments later he returns to his room and quietly shuts the door. You stand up, still holding the wine bottle, and walk toward his room. You stand outside for a few minutes, not wanting it to seem like you were stalking him. You take a few gulps of wine, trying to gain more patience. Your desire cannot be held at bay for long and with one last gulp of wine you find the courage to slowly open his door and slip inside.
You immediately drop the robe off your body with a shrug of your shoulders and tip toe toward his bed. The light from his alarm clock is just enough to show you that he is lying on his back shirtless. His breathing already deep. Probably already asleep you think to yourself momentarily before setting the wine bottle on the nightstand and climbing into bed with him. You ease back the covers to find him wearing a pair of boxers. His cock is partially hard already.
You climb on top of him and immediately find yourself melting against his warm body. You let out a moan as your hips grind your pussy across his boxers-covered cock and your breasts press firmly into his chest. You slide your breasts around him, kissing his chest and grinding into him.
You hear him moan as he wakes and his hands explore their way around your ass and back. You sit up and slide his boxers off and start sliding your wet pussy all over his cock, which hardens almost immediately. Part of you wants to feel him enter you immediately but part of you wants to take what you really want. Part of you wants to be bold. You grind into him in a moment of indecision before sitting up more and sliding your wet pussy up his stomach slowly. Then up to his chest.
You lift yourself up as you feel his hands find your hips and guide you to his mouth. You ease yourself down as his tongue flicks across your clit and then partially into your drenched pussy.
You let out a mild scream as your hands search for support from the headboard and the wall behind his bed. You grind yourself into his face, slowly at first. The sounds of him struggling to handle the juices running down into his mouth while he licks and sucks you over and over drive you wild. You shake violently for a few seconds when his mouth and teeth nibble on your clit with significant pressure. You let out another loud moan as his tongue finds a good spot and then he starts to suck hard.
“Oh my god stay right there. right THERE” you scream out. You start rocking into him as he sucks, a little harder with every passing moment. “Yes. YES. Right there. Don’t stop. Never stop.” One of your hands slides down the wall as you feel a massive orgasm building with each pulse of him sucking on your clit while you ride his face. Your hand finds his head and you stroke his head briefly before taking a fist of hair and pulling as you buck into him, whimpering softly over and over and over again. You hear the bed creak with each thrust of your hips against his mouth when your body jerks up and down as you explode into his mouth.
You feel him slide you down into a laying position as your legs shake spontaneously. Your breathing is heavy and you feel his hard cock pressing against your thigh as you lay still, waiting for the energy to continue.
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