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AFTER WORK by Genevive

She anxiously looks at the clock, noting with dismay that it was only 4:45 p.m.; another 15 minutes until quitting time. The nipple clamps she wore under her blouse were a constant reminder of her lover. He had given them to her this morning and ordered her to wear them under her work clothes, not removing them until she returned home. He'd called her twice today to check that she was still wearing them, which she was. Her nipples were hard and pulsing from the pressure of the clamps, sending jolts of pleasure to her pussy, which was now soaking wet. She reaches down, inside her slacks to slide her fingertips along her wet slit, her clit firm and poking out from its hood, looking for release. Then she remembered her lover had ordered her not to orgasm until later.

"Damn!" she thought, as she shut down her computer and gathered her purse and briefcase to leave, "The bastard better be ready for it when I get home after driving me crazy like this all day!"

She walked out to her car, aware of her silk thong, wet and rubbing against her swollen clit, and drove to her lover's house, walking in quickly through the unlocked door. She set down her stuff and looked around, getting annoyed that he wasn't home waiting for her. She walked toward the bedroom and stopped in the doorway. He was standing at the end of the bed in a black silk thong, his hard cock visible inside the taut silk, his body shaven of all hair, glistening with scented oil. She felt her pussy flood with desire at the sight of him and gasped in anticipation. He reached out pulling her clothes off quickly, buttons flying off as he jerked impatiently at her cloth prison. She stood in front of him, wearing only her thong, the wetness visible where it had soaked thru the silk and her nipples standing stiff and red, their little clamps dangling, and shivered with anticipation. "Cum for me, my darling," he ordered, sitting down on the edge of the bed to watch.

She slid her thong down and stood, her legs spread, her shaven pussy opening to show her clit, swollen and glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. Her fingers slid over her clit, making her moan softly, as she quickened her movements.

"Slower!" he barked.

She gritted her teeth and slowed her motions, her cream starting to run down the insides of her trembling legs He reached out and pinched one of her hard nipples causing her to cry out in pain and pleasure, a smile across his face.

"You want to cum? Is that what you've been waiting for all day, my little slut?" he whispered, his breath hot in her ear. He kept pinching one tender nipple and then the other, waiting for an answer.

"Yes! I need to cum for you!! Please!" she begged, as she slowly teased her clit, dipping her fingers in her flowing wetness and sliding two fingers deep inside her creamy pussy. He reaches down, sliding his thong off, his rock-hard cock springing free, a black leather cockring tight around the base of his cock and balls. She could feel her pussy twitch with the beginning of her orgasm and her eyes stared to glaze over. Quickly he grabbed the hair at the back of her head, pushing her down on her knees, his cock pressing at her soft mouth.

"Suck it, slut!" he said, firmly, pushing his cock between her lips, his hand still tangled in her hair. She swallowed it down in one gulp, feeling his cockhead at the back of her throat, then slides it back out, running her tongue-ring along the length of his hardness. A low groan escapes from him as she sucks his cock fast and slow, reaching down and gently teasing his velvety smooth balls. Her other hand slides down her stomach, jamming her fingers inside her soaking wet pussy. She immediately starts moaning against his hardness as her climax builds. Suddenly he jerks her off his cock by her hair, pulling her up and bending her over the end of the bed. He stands behind her, rubbing his cockhead against her dripping pussy, holding her hair tight in his other hand.

"I don't want you to come yet. I've got to feel that wet pussy wrapped around my stiff cock. Do you feel how hard I am for you?" he asked. "Yes! Oh please…. give it me! It's all I've thought about all day! I've got to have you!" she pleaded.

"Good, cause it's all yours!!" he growls, as he slams the full length of his cock into her wet pussy. She cries out as her pussy opens to receive him. He pounds his cock in and out of her pussy, his balls slapping against her clit, driving her to the brink of orgasm. He feels her pussy start to tighten around his cock and leans forward, twisting her head around by pulling her hair, making her cry out in pain. "You cum for me? Only for me?" he hissed in her ear, biting her neck hard.

"Give it to me!!" she cried out.

He reaches down grabbing one of her burning nipples between his fingers and squeezing it hard, feeling her squirm under his thrusts. His other hand slides down and slips two fingers around her firm wet clit, squeezing it and he thrusts harder into her pussy. It pushes her over the brink and her pussy balloons around his cock, gripping it like a vise as she screams in orgasm. She arches back against him shaking uncontrollably and gasping for breath, her cream running over his cock and balls as he keeps thrusting inside her tight pussy. Feeling it gripping his hard cock pushes him over the edge and his cum starts shooting inside her, their cum mingling and running out between them. He pushes inside her, jerking his hips against her firm ass, to get every drop of cum, every wave of pleasure for each of them. Slowly they both slip down to the floor still wrapped around each other, sweaty and breathless. She dips her fingers in the cum running out of her pussy, sliding the fingers in her mouth and licking them clean as he watches. He leans over and kisses her deeply, sucking her tongue into his mouth and toying with her tongue ring. Sit back and look into each other's eyes with love and longing.

"So, how was your day today, baby?" she asks, smiling.

 

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