by Mia Ford
“Fuck yourself doggy style, and slap your ass,” I type, as my cock throbs and pulsates in my hand.
I grab my balls and squeeze as Isobel again gets on all fours and spreads her legs, I can see her pussy open as the dildo slowly starts sliding into her from the rear. She rests on her one arm, her ass cheeks spread as she shoves the dildo deeper and deeper into her pink, wet pussy.
Isobel looks over her shoulder and notices the camera is a wireless connection. She takes the camera and rolls on her back.
She places the camera strap around the dildo, I instantly have a high definition of her pussy and clit, or anywhere else she shoves it.
Damn!
Isobel takes the dildo in her mouth and wraps her lips around the head. She slides the dildo deep into her throat, the features on her face enlarging as Isobel swallows the full length of it making my cock throb. The camera glides back and forth to her face as she simulates giving deep throat, my cock is aching as I imagine that it’s me.
Isobel removes the dildo and guides it to her pussy, she places the head on her clit, and the camera shakes as her clit becomes stimulated from the vibrations. The camera stabilization kicks in and I have a clear close-up view of Isobel’s pussy. It's more than perfect as she places the head of the dildo inside her lips; I can see her finger as she rubs her clit.
I frantically stroke my cock harder and faster, I picture myself rubbing the tip of my cock against her tight pussy lips, her virgin pussy swallowing my cock as I ram it into her. Isobel slowly slides the dildo deep into her pussy; I can hear the motor as it turns into a faint hum. Her pussy’s shaking, and her finger expertly teases her swollen clit. She slowly pulls out the dildo, and I can see her juices flowing over her pink lips. Her pussy looks like a juicy fresh peach I just want to bury my face in.
My throbbing cock is going to explode, I stroke faster as Isobel quickly rams the dildo into her, I can hear her groans as her body starts to release itself. I can feel my balls explode, my come shoots from my body and hits the image of Isobel’s pussy on my screen.
I quickly wipe it away as I watch her arch her back, her legs tremble, and a huge groan leaves her body.
“Oh, yes! Yes!” she starts to scream so fucking loudly as her mouth’s open on full display. I know that any moment she’ll reach the edge. I’m jerking my cock up and down so fucking hard wanting to come at the same time.
She reaches the point of no return as she stops and starts to shake. Then she catches her breath and then types, “Did you see it?”
Yes, I fucking did sweetheart.
But she has no idea that not only did she come, but so did I. I grab my shirt and wipe the screen; I watch Isobel as she lays on my desk, her body rising and falling with her heavy breaths, slowly she begins to relax and removes the dildo from her satisfied pussy.
I watch as Isobel slides from my desk, her juices have left the top covered in sweet juice.
“Don’t wipe the desk, leave it how it is..”
I want to smell it in the morning when I reach the office, at least I’ll be closer to feeling her come when I stick my fat cock inside of her. They’ll be no gadgets, none of her fingers, just my cock.
I watch Isobel as she places the dildo back in the drawer and walks towards the closet, she removes the raincoat and slips it over her shoulders, she turns to the camera and does a little dance facing the camera. I watch as her slender legs are still covered by the black stockings and the suspender belt.
Isobel grabs the raincoat and wraps it around her hot body and ties the belt. She walks towards the computer and raises her hand.
“Don’t forget the car!” I type, as she reaches to most likely turn the computer off.
Isobel
I watch from the window as the car drives through streets the large rear seat of the car is bigger than my couch back in Kansas. The raincoat slides across the leather as the driver turns each corner. I grab the coat and stop it from coming open and revealing my naked body to the driver.
“Not far now Miss, just a few more blocks,” James, the driver says as he continues to drive me to Christian’s house. I know that tonight’s the night and I can’t wait.
“Thank you, James.”
I find myself wondering about the outside and inside of Christian’s home. He’s dark and moody at work, and I’ve come to realize that he has a strong need for sexual satisfaction which is more than just fucking. He wants me to do things to excite him and me both, and most of which I would never have dreamed of in a million years, that is until now.
The driver turns into the driveway and punches the code into the control panel, and the large gates open and I can see the dimly lit driveway stretching before us.
“Shit, it’s a long driveway.”
I really need to stop saying exactly what’s going through my mind. Especially in front of strangers and the man that I want to take and seduce me right now.
“He likes his privacy,” James replies as he glances in the rear-view mirror.
I lower my head and look from the windscreen; the house is ultra-modern and is lit by spotlights placed in specific locations. It appears from the darkness like a draconian structure, and I can see it has been constructed to intimidate and to impress whoever lays eyes on it.
The car comes to a gliding halt, and James jumps out of the driver’s seat, he opens the rear door.
“Here you go Miss, enjoy your evening,” he says with a smile and a wink.
I hesitate for a moment as he jumps out and opens the door for me. I walk towards the front door and as I approach, the front light, naturally motion detection censored bursts into life. As I am about to push the doorbell, the door opens, and Christian’s in front of me. His hair’s slicked back and slightly damp, and he’s wearing a skin-tight t-shirt which clings to his body.
I can see his abs outlined by the fabric and immediately imagine me running my fingers over his stomach. He’s also wearing jogging pants, and is barefoot, he appears totally at ease with the situation, yet I have butterflies inside my stomach. I’m entering into unknown territory, not just with Christian, but also with the whole no panties and raincoat thing.
Christian welcomes me into the large hallway, the vastness of the stone floor appears like a sea of granite, and the coolness of it emanates and enhances the cold feeling of his home. The office has more soft furnishings than this place, and it feels cold and bare like an art gallery. Everything’s immaculately placed, yet there is more than enough space which can house a lot more things.
“Before we go any further, slip these on,” Christian says as he hands me a pair of black stiletto heels.
I look at the heels and can see they are expensive, and as luck would have it, they’re exactly my size. He’s so observant, I don’t think that I even know what size shoes any of the girls wear in the office, yet he does and he’s a man.
“How do you know what size I am?”
“How many times do I have to tell you, I know and see everything that goes on in the office, you just have to be observant,” he replies and once again I feel so naive with him. He knows everything, even without it being confirmed to him.
I slip on the heels, and I’m amazed at their comfort, they fit me like a glove and make my legs look a hell of a lot longer. I look hot; I think to myself as I glance in the mirror.
“I must say, you look most beautiful tonight, even if you are in a raincoat,” he says as he tugs at the belt teasing me.
“Why thank you,” I reply as I grip the raincoat, “so how was the video on your desk?” I ask as my eyes sparkle at the thought of him watching.
“It was fantastic, and fastening the camera to the dildo was very inventive, and scorching. Even I never thought of that.”
I’m about to say something, but then he drops the belt to the floor. I gather my thoughts and curiosity gets he better of me.
“Do you have made videos like that before?” I ask with a furrowed expression on my face.
“Just a fig
ure of speech dear, just a figure of speech.” He starts to lead me towards his office.
“Isobel, are you gonna keep that coat on, or hang it in the closet?”
“Oops, I was miles away, I’m just taken aback by how big your house is and do you live here alone?” I slip open the raincoat and drop it onto a nearby chair. I can’t believe that all this space is only for him.
“Yes.”
Then the cold-hearted Christian returns. The one that I’d met over four weeks ago. I stand with my legs slightly apart, my new heels stretching my legs, the dark stockings and suspender belt sitting high in contrast against my fair skin. I place my hands on my hips.
“Christian do you like what you see?”
“If you wore glasses, you would look like one horny motherfucking school teacher, that is how you look! And without glasses, you just look horny as fuck,” he says as he continues to walk towards his office.
I hear the sound of the heels, clip clop clip clop they make on the hard floor, each step closer to the private domain of his office.
“I hope it’s a little warmer in there, it’s a bit chilly in the hall, and my nipples are already hard.” I look at my arms and can see small goosebumps appear.
We enter into the office. Bookshelves don the walls, thousands of books, and the center showpiece is his large black oak desk.
“Welcome to my lair,” he says as he waves his arm across the area as if showing me everything with one gesture.
“It looks a lot cozier in here, that’s for sure. Nothing like your office at work.”
I’m waiting for him to say something, but he’s just watching me as his blue eyes turn dark. I’m feeling nervous not sure what to do next.
“So, is that where you sat when you watched me come on your work desk?” I ask as I point towards his chair.
“Yes.”
“Did you come too?”
I want to know if I’m the only one that was satisfied earlier in his office. It’s as if he makes me come harder every single time. Just the thought of him, and the idea of touching him. I want to touch him so badly that it hurts.
“Hell yes, my cock was throbbing and I shot my load all over the computer screen and keyboard.” He has a devilish grin on his face.
“I’m new to things like that, but I sure felt horny while I knew that you were watching.”
I start to realize that we may have crossed a bridge, but I’m the one that seems to be doing all the talking. I decide that I’ve had enough, I want him to take me. He must know that by now. I’ve followed his instructions, I must have passed the test. That’s if all this is a test.
“All that was going through my mind was about right now. About it being real. You and I having sex,” I strut towards his desk hoping that this will give him the temptation that he needs to take me.
He wraps his arms around me and lifts me onto his desk without saying a word.
I watch as Christian removes his shirt, his ripped body looking like he has been photoshopped on the computer… it was that perfect.
“Damn! Your body’s perfect,” I hum as I run my fingers down his abs and tug at the cord on his jogging bottoms.
I bite my lip as he slips his jogging bottoms to the floor, and I can see his cock hanging freely for me. Christian grabs my ankles and places my feet on the edge of the desk, my heels sliding as he spreads my legs apart.
“I want to see your cunt.”
I’m taken aback by his abruptness, but as always I do exactly as he says, so I spread my legs wider and part my pussy lips with my fingers; I can feel my clit is exposed and in full view. I raise my head and can see Christian has grabbed his cock and he’s stroking it. He’s getting hard as he stares at my pussy. The head of his cock swelling and forcing back his foreskin, I want it in my mouth, and I want it in my pussy.
I watch as Christian climbs onto the desk and kneels over me; he pushes his erection down towards my mouth, I move my arms and can feel all the papers falling to the floor. I raise my head and open my mouth, and can feel Christian place his hand under my head as he slides his cock into my mouth.
I can feel his veins pumping as I wrap my lips tighter around his cock. I push against his stomach with my hands.
“I want your cock inside me.”
He puts his finger on my lip and says, “I’m the one that gives out the commands. Not you.”
Christian
I lead Isobel towards the bedroom, her heels making a clip-clop sound on the stone floor. I hold her hand as we start to ascend the staircase, I pause on the small landing and turn to her. I find her body insatiable, and I just want more and more. I have already come twice so far, and I feel I can still go for more, my body aches yet the lure of her tight pussy is just too much for me to ignore.
We move to the second staircase, and I lower Isobel against the steps, she lies against the thick carpet and rests her body on one arm. I place one foot on a lower step and move my hips towards her face. Isobel takes my cock and wraps her dainty fingers around it; she squeezes it tight. My cock starts to become hard again, and the blood flow is restricted by Isobel’s grip. Then the head of my cock swells under pressure, the nerves on fire sending me more pleasure.
Isobel teases the slit in my cock with the tip of her tongue, a tiny bit of come is dribbling from the fucking we just had on my desk. She licks the come and swallows as she gazes into my eyes.
“I want to fuck your mouth,” I say as I grab a fistful of her dark hair.
Isobel opens her mouth, and I thrust my hips forwards, her lips wrapped tightly as I feel my cock hit the back of her throat. She’s the perfect submissive as I hear her gag as the swollen head of my cock wedges itself against her throat. Her body wretches, and sends shivers flooding through the head of my cock.
I fuck Isobel’s mouth, her eyes streaming with tears, and saliva dripping from the sides of her lips. She sucks my cock and flicks her tongue under the head, and the nerves continue exploding like fireworks while making my body tremble with ecstasy.
When Isobel stops for breath and wipes the saliva from her mouth, I grab her throat and place my lips on hers, my tongue darts around her lips, and I bite her bottom lip. I can feel her wince in pain, yet she urges me for more.
“Oh, fuck, you’re hot,” Isobel says,” Your body’s like a wild animal, and your cock ’s just a beast.”
I kneel in front of her and spread her legs wide on the stairs, my hands brush against the silkiness of the stockings as I move my head closer to her pussy.
Isobel spreads her pussy lips with her fingers, her clit swollen and throbbing from my dick in the office. I flick my tongue over her clit and her body trembles with pleasure. I can hear Isobel groaning with each flick of my tongue, her body twitching as I pleasure her like no man has done before. I'm her first.
I suck her clit and slide my tongue between the wet lips of her labia, the smell of her pussy juices filling my nose. I raise my hand and place two fingers into Isobel’s mouth; she sucks them. Then I remove them from her mouth and slide them into her pussy. I can feel the heat of her cunt on my fingers, the tight muscles gripping me as I thrust them deep into her. My hand slaps against her pussy as I thrust my fingers faster and faster.
“Fuck!” Isobel screams and I’m taken aback by the once virgin now demanding more.
I lift my hand and grab her round the throat, she struggles for breath as I squeeze, and my fingers fuck her pussy. I release my grip, and she gasps for air, she takes a breath, and I squeeze again, her face becoming bright red. My fingers ram into her pussy as her body squirms under my grip. I loosen the grip on her throat, a red hand mark appearing where I was holding.
I step over Isobel and bend my knees, she grabs her tits and places them around my cock, I grab her hair and thrust my cock into her tits, she squeezes tighter as the head of my cock reaches her mouth. Then with each thrust, her wet mouth takes the head of my cock, her tongue teases the slit.
I grab her hair with both hands as I thrust
harder, her tits warm on my cock, my body tenses with each thrust of my hips.
I stand back for a breath and sit on the steps, Isobel kneels between my legs and places my balls in her mouth, she sucks them as her hand slides up and down my saliva covered cock. Isobel takes my cock in her mouth; I grab the carpet as she lowers her head onto me, I can feel her hand squeezing my balls as she swallows all of my manhood. I lay back and close my eyes; her hand caresses my abs as she thrusts her head deep onto my cock.
“Aaaagh, that feels good, suck it hard, make me come again!”
“With pleasure!”
Her reply surprises me, because I expect her to be scared by the size of my cock, instead she pauses and takes a breath. As I go to stand, she pushes me back onto the steps. She straddles me and takes my cock in her hand and guides it towards her throbbing cunt. I can feel the tip of my cock as she rubs it against her clit.
“Aaagh, shit, I love the feel of your cock, it’s so big and stretches my pussy to the limit.”
“That’s right. I know how to satisfy you in every way.”
She lowers her hips and places the head of my cock between her pussy lips; my cock slides easily inside her pussy. Then she leans her body against mine and lifts her hips and lowers them, my cock going deeper and deeper. I reach my hand and slap her pussy, her body writhes and slides deeper onto my cock.
“Your pussy is so tight, it just wants to suck every last drop of my sperm,” I whisper to Isobel as she begins to rub her clit. Her body rises and falls, my cock aching with each stroke.
Isobel lifts herself and rests her weight on her knees; she rocks her ass up and down as I watch her pussy stretched by my huge cock.
Isobel moves her ass, I raise my hand and I can’t help but slap her ripping cheeks.
“You like that, don’t you?”
I don’t wait for her to reply as Isobel squeals as she wriggles her ass on my hard cock, her pussy vibrating with each ripple of her perfect ass.
I slap her again and again, her fair skin taking on a rosy glow. I grab her hips and thrust my cock up into her pussy.
