A lil tryst after work

It was a late afternoon in the summer when I was alone at the office with my colleague that ended in one of the most intense sexual delights ever in my life.

I liked her and always imagined what it would like to be to explore her alluring female body, especially because she was not the perfect teen model. Also she had such an elusive scent, not just perfume, but something of her own that turned me on every time she came near me. It always made me so horny that I wanted to immediately bury my face in her brown natural curls or feel her lips on me or taste her sweet mouth, kiss her pointed nose or stroke her fair skin with soft lips.

Yet I never imagined that this could happen because she was a married woman and mother of a lil child. On top of that, she was always more controlled than anyone else I knew, showing rarely any emotions. But not that afternoon. Somehow there had been a kind of sexual tension between us all the day. Still, I thought this was just my imagination because the night before I had once again fantasized about fucking her, while masturbating.

But now there were her glimpses today and some weird smiling as if she knew that. She couldn’t! I told that myself more than once, trying hard not to blush each time. Later when we were alone she found more than usual a reason to pass me or linger a while and chitchat a bit more often. Then as if it was a coincident her rear stroked me several times while she squeezed herself past my desk on the way to the printer.

Finally in the late afternoon we were the only ones left at this day and I was preparing to leave. I nearly toppled over her when I got up and found she standing behind me. Her stare was unnerving mischievous and her smell, that filled my nose, made me horny again. Involuntarily a scene popped into my head I tried to imagine while jerking myself off last night: Sandra was riding me like a cowgirl, her tits bouncing free like ripe utters and she begged me to impregnate her.

I totally blushed and didn’t know what to say, especially when I found her staring at the growing bulge down in my pants. She just grinned and put a finger on my lips so I wouldn't even try to babble anything that could only embarrass me more.

„So you are the horny pricker behind the facade of still water I always thought you are? How about finding out how horny you are?“ She asked and her hand not only grabbed into my crotch but she took mine and put it on her bottom, while turning around.

I couldn’t believe what happened here and for a moment my mind went blank.

Sandra stopped breathing when my hand stroked her butt and inched it’s way around her thigh to snuggle between her legs. Her mound felt so soft underneath her light summer pants but when my fingers slipped into the treasure groove she purred like a kitten. I let her enjoy the little masturbation on her sex and pressed myself against her back, kissing her brown curled hair.

She smelled so nice like perfume and a bit sweat from the long office day. Leaning against me my colleague turned half around to claim a kiss. I smiled and kissed her tenderly but to my surprise she was more demanding than expected and her tongue probed into my mouth letting us share the tastes of coffee we had earlier.

My goodness I got so near to her high-cheeked square face with her strong jowly chin as I have always dreamed. I smelled her breath, her fragrant skin and then just flicked my tongue out to kiss and lick her tempting mouth again and again.

We french-kissed with pure passion and I started to stroke her face with a free hand. Her skin was a bit scarred from acne but yet I liked every inch of it and the slightly rough sensation when my lips strolled all over her face before getting back to her delicious mouth for another wet feast.

Soon the fabric over her snatch became soaked with juices from the masturbation I gave her and I knew she was really horny now. Sandra stopped me and pushed me back into the chair with a groan.

Pulling down her trousers, she turned around and held her bottom right into my face. It was a nice warm touch on my skin of Sandra’s beautiful big butt cheeks that were barely covered by her panty. Immediately she dragged the fabric down and bent a bit to press the naked ass firmly on my lips. Her skin felt hot and slightly damp, her plump bottom so wobbly cute that I grabbed her by the hips and greedily covered both fleshy sides with kisses.

Leaning on the desk, Sandra granted me a good look at her crotch. A few small dark pubic curls framed her pink little slit, which glistened excitingly moist and shed an alluring musky and sweaty smell. Gosh! I loved the fragrance of a raunchy female sex.

I gave her sex a wet kiss and she giggled delighted even pressing and rubbing her bottom onto my lips that I was forced deep into this arousing snatch. Her salty taste and the scent of her sweaty stale private parts made me horny like hell.

I started to cuddle her hips and kissed her all up from pussy to butt, feeling her soft skin and all the nice details of a sexy MILF. I loved the sensation of the small stretch marks at her thighs and belly when my gentle fingers strolled over them and the softness when her supple flesh gave in while I heightened the pressure of my touch or kiss, even the slightly cellulite made my cock twitch when I caressed it with a warm tongue.

Her waist was almost straight-shaped but felt so soft and the small love handles and little tummy were a joy to explore. I pushed her shirt upwards and caressed her naked back before I flicked my tongue over her butt again sliding even deep into her crack and pressing a kiss on her little rosy-colored backdoor. She moaned and rubbed herself over me letting me have another good taste of her.

I gave gladly in and licked all over her hairy labia to the tiny curls inside her buttocks, before starting to probe her vagina with my tongue. Hell, I wanted to invade this slimy depth and feel its grip on my dick while pumping my seeds right into her belly as I imagined last night. Yet the taste was so rich and appetizing that I didn‘t want to stop devouring her so soon.

My tongue stroked several times all over her wet labia but then I wriggled it a bit down to meet her clit. She jolted with a short scream, „uh yeah! Don’t stop please!“ How could I for she forced me with her body back to pin my head between her beautiful fragrant rear and the headrest of the chair I was sitting in.

I alternately nibbled her labia or stroked her clitoris with a wet tongue while her circling hips pushed my nose into her fragrant pussy. After only a few seconds saliva and pussy juice ran down her luscious inner thighs or stuck to my face.

Again I grabbed her soft hips and kneaded the flesh while I tongue-kissed her further and further to the climax. The chair was strained almost to the limit, because of how hard she fucked my mouth with her trembling body.

Then it jerked so loud that I feared it would break when Sandra exploded uncontrollable with sheer lust. "Ufff! Don't stop! Don't stop, you greedy pig!" she moaned out and I felt her spasms while I tried almost desperately to hold on licking her pussy and not to suffocate between her shaking thighs and buttocks.

After seemingly an eternity where my air-supply was cut off she collapsed on my lap and I pulled her into my embrace. With tender kisses I let her taste and smell her own juices. She was breathing heavily but her flushed face smiled in delight. Her crotch was so wet that I felt my own pant getting wet from it.

"My turn?" I asked half questioningly, half demanding. Sandra only replied with a weak kiss, still out of breath, and without resistance she let herself being pushed onto the desk while I opened my pants. Man, how horny I was! My penis was almost painfully swollen and without hesitation or any further restraint I pushed my cock into my colleague's wet pleasure grotto.

Sandra moaned with me at the same time, her pussy had to be even more sensitive so shortly after the orgasm than my throbbing dick. Gosh, she was so wet, and it felt extremely warm in her, almost hot, and the pussy still twitched wonderfully as soon as I was in her. Almost like a massage her vagina gripped my shaft with each stroke of my pelvis.

I grabbed her waist and began to fuck her with relentless pace. Yet I had to restrain myself not to come right away and a cozy warmth quickly spread in my crotch and the tingling pressure up to the glans became almost unbearable. Still I managed to slower the pace and paused a few moments to fumble her bra open baring her teats under her deranged shirt.

I reached around her to touch the soft flesh and dived face full into her thick hair kissing her curls. She had sometimes a bit greasy-looking hair but that didn’t bother me. It felt so soft and much better than my own which was mostly too dry and then her smell was arousing like hell. My cock jerked again heavy in her body and involuntary I squeezed her tits a bit making Sandra moan.

I had to take a peek at them. Always was I fantasizing about the succulent love bags of my colleague. They were of just a bit more than average size, ripe and I always guessed she wore a strong bra to keep them in check. I got always horny just looking at them in secret, imagining to feel this mother’s breasts or even suck her teats.

I gave her ear a tickle with my tongue making her moan even more, and then helped her turn around. Sandra threw her shirt away and, oh my! I fell in love with her beautiful tits. Her breasts were so natural full and a bit hanging but with such cute little pointy knobs and big pink almost oval areolas. I sat back and just kept staring.

It must have been a weird sight for her having her co-worker sit there in the office chair half naked with a swollen rigid cock, glistening from pussy juices, pants dangling at the ankles and sweat-soaked shirt, totally enchanted by her naked beauty. She reached for my chin and leaned in for long deep kiss before sitting down on my lap giving me full access of her again.

I touched her breasts a lot more gentle now, enjoying their weight and the sensation of her skin. She kissed me even more and I stroked her cheeks with soft lips and then her neck and ears, whispering how beautiful she was. Sandra giggled.

Her nipples swell fast from all the touching and became hard so I cooled them with my moist tongue and breath sending shivers up her spine.

Supple slow kisses became gentle nibbles before I finally suckled her lovely dangling breasts. I was in pure heaven with my colleague Sandra sitting on my groin in all her nakedness, circling her wet hairy crotch over my swollen dick, while I even felt her excited heartbeat on my caressing hand and slurped at a tiny rock-hard bud of her teat.

Circling, I left a cool, wet trail of saliva on her skin as I smooched from one breast to the other. Only interrupted when I dug my face deep into her soft flesh and breathed her intoxicating female body.

How often did I wish to fuck this wife I worked with each day, when her smells filled my nose and all I could do was glimpse at her from time to time while she sat opposite me behind her computer at the other desk. Sure she was no perfect model but a real natural woman in her late thirties. Alluringly beautiful and cool, like a ripe grape to be plucked and enjoyed with all her taste.

We kissed again, wild and passionately, her tit still gentle in my hands, when I slid another hand down over her soft tummy and deeper to help my glans slide into her inviting depths. Sandra groaned not stopping to circle her hips, screwing my dick deep into her love tunnel.

It took only a few moments and I had her lying on the desk again. This time she faced me, her legs spread wide and her tits bouncing each time I plunged myself into her pussy. We both moaned and worked in unison to a fastening pace.

I leaned forward, kissing her nearly out of breath and her smell made me dizzy, the view of wet hair clinging to her face, small beads of sweat on Sandras face, her tongue dancing in my mouth and her legs coming around to wrap me tight and binding me to her shaking body, was almost too much.

I couldn't hold on anymore and felt the same incredible heat as before, at the same such an unbearable tingle up to the tip of my penis. It was almost like a dam breaking, I just let go and discharged my pent-up lust into the cunt of my desire. Dream and reality perfectly mixed when my sperm erupted inside Sandra and I saw her transfixed gaze while I remembered the imagination where she pleaded me to make her pregnant. Finally here and now it was real and her wet pussy squeezed my cock and I felt waves upon waves of my seed flowing into her. I could no longer think but only enjoy every second I inseminated my moaning colleague.

When my climax ebbed we both just lay there panting and sweating. Sandra looked me in the eye, slightly unsure realizing the fertile semen in her womb but still joyous she gave me sweet kisses and we cuddled in our shared afterglow for a few more minutes.

Sometimes tenderly, sometimes demanding, I stroked her body, enjoying the beautiful curves from her round thighs to her lush upper arms that were so delightfully close for cooling kisses on her hot, sweaty skin. Sandra sighed comfortably and between long cuddling tender caresses, I also did not forget to kiss her fragrant curls that framed her face.

Then I got up pulling my already flaccid manliness out of her oozing sex. She grinned and touched her wet pit to lick the slimy juice off with a grin.

„What a mess,“ she whispered and then grabbed my dick, „should I clean you up a bit?“And half coming up she sucked my cock clean.

I groaned „please, do it!“ rocking my pelvis into her face already my cock growing a bit once more.

„Uhhmmhm,“ she mumbled and suckled my glans while giving it a swirly massage with her tongue. It was still so sensitive after the orgasm that I shuddered in lust. Almost instantaneously my penis became hard again and without thinking I pushed her curly head into my groin. My poor colleague gagged when the dick was brutally forced into her throat.

I let go but instead of pulling back she grabbed my ass and head-fucked my dick a few times more until I was completely hard. With a mischievous smile Sandra let go of me and a small flood of saliva spilled out and over my cock and down her chin, sticky strings attached from the glans to her lips, when it slipped out of her mouth.

A few strokes of her hand later she stood up and kissed me with such force that I nearly toppled over the chair behind me. But her hands held me and together we sank back on the desk while she guided my pecker back where it belonged, deep down her slippery wet and cum-drenched pussy.

Without hesitation we fucked so wildly that the clapping of my testicles against her body was almost louder than the squeaking of the table below us. The hot goo of pussy juice and sperm added its own musical noise with squelching sound. Allthewhile Sandra pinned me on the table and her mouth was all over my face while she groaned in our fucking rythm.

„Fuck me, yes don’t stop, fuck me harder!“ she whispered panting. Somehow Sandra managed to pull me even closer into her curvaceous body and I felt her tiny nipples piercing amazingly hard into my skin. Within seconds we both were slippery wet from sweat yet I clung med to her as if my life depended on it. Her breath was so hot on my neck and her arousing sexy smell filled my nose.

This time it was perfect like a dream come true. Sandra lying me, her body completely united in a fast fuck with me, and she pleaded for my sperm! "Come on, fill my pussy, I want to feel your heat flooding me again, uhh, please!" she begged with her mouth clenched with effort.

Of course I wanted to fulfill the wish! I held her body tightly, her ass almost painfully in my grip, while we rammed us into each other. Her hands equally squeezed around my ass, I suddenly felt a finger pressing into my anus. Uh! I almost squealed, whether intentionally or not, somehow that must have been the last kick and my testicles squirted without warning.

"Sandra!" I moaned loudly, pulling her into my jetting penis so hard that she screamed out loud near my ears. But I didn't care even if it hurt her. I jerked up more than a dozen times and pounded my gooey love juice into her womb with heavy grunts.

As it subsided, I realized that Sandra's orgasm was just beginning and she pressed her mouth onto my lips, breathing intermittently, moaning into me while her vagina milked the last fertile drops out of my penis. I held her tightly and rubbed my pelvis in tiny circles on hers to stimulate her as best as I could.

„Tnhhhnt stppp!“ she moaned in my mouth and her body shook allthemore. I breathed air into her mouth and likewise drove a finger into her anus. Sandra jerked her eyes wide open and her head up in a surprised scream, spitting out a gush of spit onto my face. "Uhhh!" Her body quivered even more violently as I twisted and rubbed my finger inside her bottom and her vagina squeezed convulsively shut with my dick still in it. It was a hilarious tightness that felt amazing. Several times she gasped and then pressed her lips to my ear.

"Whew, please let me breathe!" she asked exhaustedly. I slowed the movements of my pelvis and held her tightly embraced.

„Whatever you wish, my lovely Lady,“ I whispered and cuddled her blushed sweaty face with one hand while the other gently stroked her beautiful clammy curls. Slowly we gained enough strength for a cozy kissing, before she carefully slid of me.

I stayed a little longer on the desk and followed her with my gaze and a hand stretched out to stroke. We were both completely drenched in sweat and her skin shone in the glow of the neon ceiling lamps. Her dark brown thick curls were literally stuck to her face and shoulders.

I smiled and gently stroked her sticky crotch, where our combined love juices glued the pubic hair. Sandra looked at me and let me do it, visibly enjoying it when I pushed a thumb between her labia into her vagina.

Without interrupting, I sat up, pulled her on her arm with my free hand and kissed it gently from her palm up to her cuddly flabby biceps. Meanwhile, I gently scratched my thumb along her vaginal wall.

"You're such a cuddler," she grinned.

I smiled mischievously and gently slid kissing from her soft upper arm to her armpit, where I teasingly licked off her salty sweat and inhaled her female fragrance deeply, before suddenly pulling her even closer and briefly sliding my tongue into her mouth. "Maybe. But maybe just a foodie," I said smiling after another flick of my tongue on her nose.

Sandra pulled me close and we french kissed deeply, before she finally broke away and looked for our clothes. „Good to know she said with a wink, when she throw my panty after me, „I might invite you more often for dinner then,“ she said laughing.

Quickly we got dressed and after a joint refreshment on the ladies' toilet, where we made out again and I fingered her to a final orgasm, we finally called it a day.