by Dark Angel
"Do you need some lube, or are you already wet?" I ask her because I can't help but torment her.
"I'm very wet," Lily says. Her eyes narrow, and her fingers graze her blouse for a moment. Her eyes lock with mine and I know that she's probably squeezing her thighs together right now.
"Don't come without my permission," I tell her. "You don't come while you're putting it in, either." I point to the bathroom.
She nods and heads toward the bathroom.
Fuck, how am I supposed to think about anything but her pussy right now? I know she's sliding that little bullet inside her pussy and that after this very boring meeting I'll get to make her come while I finish up some quarterly reports that need my attention.
I mean, they don't need all of my attention.
Lily returns, her face heating as several men in suits walk into the conference room. I point for Lily to be seated next to me, and she slides into the seat, moving a little differently, I know, because there's a vibrator in her pussy now. It may not be vibrating yet, but the promise of what's to come is there and that's probably just wrapping all around her perfectly filthy brain.
I grab my phone and unlock it, heading toward the app and sending her a request on the app to have access to her...and I watch her as she immediately clicks the notification on her phone. She bites her lip and I know that this was a very good idea.
I click on my pointer to start my slide deck, and I hear Lily gasp slightly. I look to her and I know the instant I look at her face, the Bluetooth controls for the pointer have started messing with the vibrator.
Well, fuck this meeting.
Seriously, I don't know how to concentrate knowing what I've done. I could absolutely close out my control over the vibrator with my app...but why would I want to do that?
I'm going to give this whole presentation knowing that Lily is going to have to come during it because I'm going to torture her pussy right here in front of all these people.
"We'll begin in just a moment," I say, and I look at Lily. I walk toward her and put my hand on her shoulder, leaning it to whisper in her ear. "I can stop if you want. Do you want this?"
I mean the question. I am excited because I know she's turned on, but I want her to tell me if she wants me to stop.
"No, please, I want you to work the vibrator while you give your meeting," Lily says, her breathy whisper making my cock leak some pre-cum and throb.
"Yes, ma'am," I tell Lily, and I start to click through my first slide. "You will come every time I say 'deliverable,' or I don't push the button that controls your pussy," I tell her.
"Thank you, Sebastian," Lily says. I see her squeeze her thighs together.
This is going to be very, very fun.
20
Lily
It actually takes me a moment just to process that Sebastian could do something that he didn't plan out...and something like making my pussy vibrate in the middle of a meeting, well, that's exactly the sort of thing he would plan. But I guess technology can mess with any of us and here I am, quivering in my seat. My panties are soaking wet in the middle of this meeting, and I'm listening to his pitch with an unsteady ear, and an even more unsteady heartbeat. I know that I'm going to have to cope with a lot of emotions and sensations the instant he says –
"...deliverables," I hear Sebastian say. He looks right at me, telling the men gathered here today about the proposed items on his agenda, and I feel a fluttering surge of vibrations erupt inside my pussy.
I know he said that I'd have to come when he said that word, and for a few seconds, I start to panic, but when I let myself relax, I'm surprised that the waves of lust are already overtaking me. I'm delving deeper into desire as the fluttering vibrations become more intense pulses and I'm unable to think of anything but Sebastian. I look right at him and though I keep my face as innocent as possible, I know that my eyes tell him everything he needs to know. I squeeze my thighs tightly and press my hand on my stomach, letting the pressure overtake me. I breathe as normally as I can. I realize that I mostly don't care if anyone knows what's happening to me. I feel the flood of arousal gush into my panties and I'm free to be a wanton, lustful animal, and I'm fine with that.
I'm totally okay with it. I shiver with the little aftershocks and the vibrations become less intense, but they don't stop.
Sebastian continues with the presentation and keeps a slow, almost lapping, rhythm going with the vibrator. I breathe normally but I keep my thighs clenched. My hand goes to my notepad and I start making actual notes on the meeting, getting turned on with how concise and persuasive Sebastian can be at once. I am enamored by him and I start thinking all sorts of things about how he might have intended to play after this meeting, before technology lent us both a helping hand, when he looks at me and says to the men gathered, "and, to reiterate, our deliverables," and I don't hear anything else after that.
My eyes clench shut in anticipation and I feel the rush of vibrations speed up at such a high intensity that I gasp. I want so much more and I let myself squeeze the desk, not caring what I must look like right now.
I can't believe that I don't care. There was a time when I thought I was shy. Now...well, I think I'd do anything for Sebastian to make me come.
And come, I do. An ocean of desire breaks within me and I'm aching to be able to release the pressure that just keeps building. My feet slide out of my heels and I curl my toes, pressing my thighs tight together and feeling the lustful pressure building up so intensely inside me that I want to scream.
I don't, but I let myself breathe heavier.
Just when everything is about to burst within me, I open my eyes and look right at Sebastian.
I look right at him, eye to eye contact making me even wetter, and I say, "excuse me, Mr. King, could you repeat those deliverables. I want to make sure they're in the notes."
He actually falters for just a moment. I see that huge erection in his trousers and I know that I'm working him over almost as good as he's working me over.
"Well," Sebastian says, leaning over me to look at my notes. "It looks like you just missed," he begins and then takes my pen and finishes the note. He writes the actual thing I missed – paying attention to things when you're coming is hard – and then he writes something else.
You are so perfectly filthy.
I can't believe the effect this has on me. I feel utterly brazen and just before he walks away, I let my hand stroke the back of his thigh. I doubt anyone can see and I don't really care if they can. If Sebastian wanted to fuck me right here, I think he would, so I am just as discreet as he wants me to be.
He continues the presentation – and the vibrations – and I come so hard, shutting my eyes again and letting the waves wash over, that when I finally open my eyes again, I'm dizzy.
Then the whole presentation doesn't have the word 'deliverables' in it ever again. I want to cry and beg at this. I even think at asking him to repeat them again...but the vibrations don't stop and I let myself hope they are going to get intense enough for me to come.
Or maybe they won't and he'll keep playing with me.
I think I actually like the idea of him just constantly playing with me. I think I like being his little plaything a little too much. I want to be able to come again. I do. All the same I enjoy the sensation of whatever he decides to give me, and let the knowledge sink it that I have no control. Whatever he decides that he wants to do to me, I'm just going to take it. And if he doesn't want to let me come? That means I don't come.
I mean, I don't know about you, but I think that's hot. Like when someone like Sebastian King takes charge, they really take charge. And I'm so aroused that I'm already starting to shiver again.
At first I don't even notice that the room has been emptied. I got swept up in the sensation and all my thoughts about being Sebastian's personal little fuck toy. But when he starts to stalk over to me, I take in my surroundings. And the second I know we're all alone, I push my chair back and spread my legs, wide. I make sure my sk
irt rides up so that only panties separate me from the seat of the chair.
I know he can see my panties. "Look how wet I am," I tell Sebastian.
"Well," Sebastian laughs. "Look how hard I am," he says.
That's not a difficult order to obey.
"Very hard," I say, licking my lips.
Sebastian's places his hand in my panties.
I'm shivering at his touch, almost ready to come just from him touching me.
He yanks my panties off and then pulls the vibrator out. I'm gasping, legs shaking, and I watch all the cum dripping on my pussy and sliding onto the chair.
Then he slaps right down on my pussy. It is hard slap that makes a wet sound on impact. I tremble, my pussy aching to be filled and the sensations from that spanking are reverberating through my body and making me even more sensitive.
"You came already, what, three times? Do you even know? In the middle of my meeting. You asked me to come, like my perfect little dirty slut," Sebastian says, and his voice is getting thick and catching in this throat. I know he wants to fuck me and I can hear how satisfied he is, and that makes me shiver.
I'm like a breath away from orgasming again, and without permission. I hope that whatever he does next doesn't lead towards punishment, because I very much need a reward right now. I'm aching and shaking and desperate for him. I want him to be pleased with me and to show me just how pleased he is.
"Yes, Sebastian," I say to him, my words coming out shaky because I'm so aroused. "I'm your personal slut. I'm your little whore and I want you to fuck me," I say, hoping that I'm not crossing some invisible line that ends with me quivering and unfulfilled.
I'd much rather be a quivering heap of flesh that he's fulfilled.
"Fuck, you're so hot when you tell me you're mine," Sebastian says, working his fingers on my clit now.
I want to give in to how good it feels but I know I'm so dangerously close to orgasming without permission and I don't want that. I can't stand the idea of it...until I start to just need to come because of how good it feels.
Sebastian leans in close and kisses me possessively, his lips crashing over mine and his tongue caressing mine with pure raw need. He moans into my mouth and my body quakes with need. "You come right here, on my hand and all over this chair, and then I want you to lick it all up while I fuck you," Sebastian says.
I can't hold back a second longer and an orgasm takes over. My every nerve ending responds, lighting up with lust, as my pussy gushes so much cum that I know I'll have plenty to lick up.
God, just the idea makes my legs tremble. I know Sebastian's going to sink that perfect cock into me and I just need it so damn bad that I'd do anything. It is almost like this orgasm is standing in the way of the next one. That next one is going to be me coming on his cock, and I want that more than anything.
Sebastian's fingers trace up my pussy and then he slides them up my top, leaving a slight trail of my cum to mark my clothes, and finally his fingers are at my lips. I suck them in, lapping up the remaining cum that's sticky on his fingers.
"Good girl," Sebastian says.
His voice curls around me, making me heat up all over again inside. I want him inside me so badly that I look at him and whimper.
"Now turn around and lick up all the cum while I fuck you. On your knees," Sebastian says. I can hear the excitement in his voice, and I'm just flattered. A warmth spreads through my heart and I'm desperate to be able to feel him inside me. I feel so close to him whenever he fucks me, like I'm getting some secret part of him. And I know that he has fucked so many other women, some of the most beautiful women in the world, and it probably makes me foolish to think that I'm actually getting closer to him...but I feel it all the same and right now I don't want to question it.
I turn around and stick my ass out for him, pressing my knees into the carpet and jutting my ass out. I think about what this must look like to him as I lick my cum off the leather seat, and I'm not embarrassed or self-conscious. Just totally aroused. Like, I already had so many orgasms and I'm just shaking and desperate for more. I know only Sebastian could do this to me.
Sebastian grips my hair and tugs my head back, baring my throat to him. "Good girl, Lily," he growls against my skin, and I feel him bite my neck just as the head of his cock rubs up and down the slit of my pussy. He's rubbing himself on me, and that bite makes me push my ass out for him more.
Luckily, he doesn't make me suffer more. I feel the enormous head of his cock sink into my slick opening, and Sebastian fills my pussy up right away. His tongue caresses over the bitten skin of my neck, and my clit twitches from all the perfect sensations pulling me under the current of a deep and abiding lust that only Sebastian can create in me.
"You're mine," he growls, slamming his cock so deep into me that I just let myself scream out. "You're mine and I want to fuck you so bad, Lily, that even though there's another meeting in this room in just an hour, I'm going to leave a puddle of your cum here on the floor for whatever lucky person gets to smell your pussy after I leave. They'll be hard and know what we did, but they don't get to fuck you." Sebastian is slamming into me and telling me all these filthy things.
My head is spinning, lust making me lose all my senses and just go into full overload.
His cock slides in and out of me because I'm just desperate for every inch of him to overtake me. I feel him mark every bit of my inner walls, painting pleasure and ecstasy over me as I grip him tightly. I squeeze my pussy around Sebastian's cock. I crave every inch of him, as much of him that I can take. Every thrust makes me need more and I push back against him, squeeze him, scream out and don't care for a moment if anyone hears. The whole world could know that Sebastian King is fucking me right now and I'd just tell them that I'm his dirty little slut, his personal whore. God, it turns me on so much and I know...I want him so much that it is almost dangerous for my very soul.
But I'm in too deep.
I feel his cock start throbbing inside of me and my legs start quaking, knowing he is about to come.
"Lily," he groans as he shoots hot jets of cum deep in my pussy. He pulls out of my pussy and starts to spray cum all over my ass, my back, and finally he brings his cock to my mouth. I suck him deep, using the sheer force of my suction to pull his cock into my mouth. I want him to know how much I want him. I'm not holding back. I never hold back when I'm with Sebastian, and I never want to. He completes me on every level, filthy, mentally, and – based on how I feel about him – emotionally.
Sebastian's fingers are on my clit and I suck his cock harder, but I feel my orgasm coming and I gasp, and he pulls his cock out of my mouth despite how tightly I was gripping him with the best suction my mouth can offer.
"Fuck, Sebastian," I cry out.
Whimpering, I let the rush of pressure inside my belly and my pussy builds up and flow from me...and spray everywhere. I'm squirting so hard right now that I feel like the top of my head is going to burst and so much heat is flowing through my body.
"That's right, baby, come for me. Spray all over this floor and let some poor man smell the scent of your pussy and know he can't have you," Sebastian says.
His wickedness sends a thrill through my body.
I come so hard listening to his words that I forget myself and I mean I really scream out this time. Loud, hard, pulled from my throat like a torrent of lust and I just want to be able to release all the intensive pressure building inside of me. I gasp huge lungfuls of air and I can practically hear my heart thundering in my chest.
"Fuck, baby, you just love being nasty for me, don't you, Lily?" Sebastian asks.
I nod, my lower lip trembling because I don't know how to form words right now.
And I want more. I want so much more because I don't think I can ever have enough of Sebastian. I reach out and put my hand on his cock, desperate to have more of him. I wrap my lips around his cock and watch his gorgeous face contort in pleasure. I want to be able to taste every drop of both of us on his lips and I
want to suck his cock so hard that he forgets anyone is coming....but him. I really just want him to have the kind of freedom and release that he gives me. My mouth is so full of his cock and I suck him in tighter, feeling his cock start to reach my throat, and I just want more. I basically try to fill myself up with him as much as I can while my nose is pressed against his stomach. I am achingly, desperately taking in every last drop of him, my own cum already licked clean of him, and his pre-cum for his next orgasm already making an appearance. I want every last drop and I feel his hands on my head. I whimper, desperate that he not make me release his cock.
Sebastian laughs, "Baby, you keep sucking me, I just want to touch you," he says. His hand strokes my cheek and there's something so tender to it that just unhinges something in me. I'm so wanton, wild, turned on in this moment that I just start to shiver and the vibration makes me hum a little on his cock. I feel him tense around me and I decide to hum more, the stronger sound making for more vibrations on him. I want to be sure that he has absolute pleasure and release like he gives me, so I suck him deep and pull him almost completely out of my mouth, bobbing my head fast, up and down, on all 12 inches of that perfect cock. I want to swallow everything he's got and I can feel how hard he is. He is basically hard enough to cut diamonds now and that's exactly how I want him.
I grip his ass and pull myself onto his cock, sucking him so tight that my cheeks are hollowed in and my throat is closing around his cock.
"Fuck, Lily!" Sebastian cries out, and that's when I know that he's about to really come undone.
That's exactly what I want and I suck harder, deeper, bob more but keeping him tight in my suction.
He erupts a massive load inside my mouth and I'm just so greedy for his cum that I start to suck him deeper and deeper, harder and harder, until I taste every last drop of the cum and pull him out of my mouth some. I pull his cock out and wrap my hands around him. I pump his cock and I lick every drop of his shaft. I direct that precious cum all over my face. I look up at him while I direct his load on my face, and our eyes connect while he covers me with his seed.
