The Insurance Rep
The Insurance Rep.
I'm sitting at my computer in my office...alone. After
a few thoughts of you flash across my mind, I find myself
slightly aroused. I know - you can't make it today,
but I am still thinking of you writhing and squirming in
my arms. Underneath me, on top of me.
I'm trying to concentrate on my work when there's
a knock at the door. It's you. I have no idea how you got
here, but I invite you in and I don't ask questions.
After I lock the door behind you I turn around to find you
already with your blouse unbuttoned. You come toward me
and put a finger over my lips, "shhh...don't
say a word".
You take my hand and lead me back to my file room and close
the steel door behind us. It is completely dark. I reach
my hand out for you, but you are gone. Then I feel your hands
at my belt buckle. You are kneeling in front of me.
After fumbling with the belt buckle and those damned button-down
Levis, you rip my pants down to my ankles and take my pulsing
member in your hand. It grows quickly and you guide it into
your mouth. We both let out simultaneous groans ... yours
is muffled. You reach around to my buttocks and pull me closer
to you, deeper into your throat. As you try to take me deeper,
I take off my shirt and kick off my pants. You let go of me and
take your own clothes off without letting me out of your
mouth. We are naked.
With your written words, you had already aroused me almost
to climax before you arrived, so your job is an easy one.
Within moments, I am at the verge of orgasm. You can tell
that I'm about to ejaculate, so you grasp the base of
my shaft firmly, almost painfully and it stops the orgasm.
You pull me down to the floor where you lay me on my back. The
carpet is not well padded, but I hardly notice.
You straddle me with my wet erection pressing up against
your vulva. You press and gyrate against me with your full
weight and as the head of my penis passes under your aroused
vagina, it slips in ever so slightly. You pause and shift
your pelvis such that it continues to go in deeply ... fully
lubricated.
I lay back and surrender to your complete control. You lean
backward, resting your hands on the floor. The angle pulls
my erection downward, which is slightly painful, but the
pressure it puts on your clitoris brings you almost to climax.
You lift and press, lift and press. Your movements become
uncontrollable and spasmodic with an oncoming orgasm
and you straighten up so that I penetrate deeper. Our pubises
grind against each other and you are there - no turning back.
You are climaxing, but there is still an unsatisfied point
somewhere inside of you that needs more stimulation. You
press and grind harder, but can't seem to reach it.
You are in full orgasm, yet you need something deeper. You
lay full upon me, mouth to mouth, toes to curling toes. You
cross your knees, which movement squeezes me more tightly
inside of you. You feel your vagina stretching around me
as you tighten your legs more and more. I wouldn't be
able to pull out if I tried, since you are grasping me so tightly.
You reach it. Whatever it was that had not yet been satisfied
is now reached..stimulated...satisfied and you are raging
atop me hardly aware of your surroundings. Your back arches
and your grip on my erection becomes even tighter.
When I feel your internal pulsations, it throws me over
the edge. This time it is not your hand that prevents my orgasm,
but your vagina constricting around me. I thrust, gyrate
and penetrate until I overcome your grasp and drive through
it. You feel the pulses as it bursts forth. You are so tightly
constricted around me that there is no room for the hot semen
to stay inside. It squirts out of you almost as powerfully
as it shot in. I feel it stream onto me.
Your body releases a few last quivers as the climax subsides.
You lay upon me relaxed, slumped on me ready for sleep.
Phone rings. Somebody wants insurance.
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