What Kind Of Sex Would You Like To Have Right Now, In Words Only.

Quick sneak into the supply closet, skirt around my waist, panties to the side, my legs around his waist, biting his shoulder to muffle my moans as he buries his hard cock in me.
When you put it like that...... :devilish: :devilish:
 
The dirty long-distance kind thinking of a month or two ago my FWB called me and we spent half the night talking dirty and masturbating and I like how the longer we went on the dirtier the talk became I'm sure it would surprise some of my coworkers for some of the things that came out of my mouth lol or wishfully I wanted to put into it lol
 
She's giving me head so well, it causes my hips to buck in her mouth. It makes her moan harder. I love how wet she gets doing this. I roll her over just enjoying her wetness and enjoying the mess we can make.
 
She's there, suddenly, her yellow print sundress swirling around her bare legs as she closes the door to the office. I know what she wants, it's what she always wants, and what I need.
I stand and wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her deeply and passionately as she pulls my head against hers. Reaching behind I grab her wrist and in one motion I spin her, trapping her arm behind her back. I push her, just roughly enough, against my desk and holding her arm across her lower back bend her over it. She complies with just a hint of resistance. Using my foot, I kick her feet further apart, the slick sole of her flats on the industrial grade carpet no contest for my strength. Her body now rests completely on my desk, her legs spread. I slowly gather the fabric of the skirt onto her back, just below the arm that I still pin her to the desk with. She whimpers with desire at what she hopes will come next. Her ass is bare, she knows not to come into my office wearing panties. My cock is beginning to throbb. I let her arm go to unzip my pants, and she moves it rest beside her head.

My hand smacks her ass and I finally growl quietly, "I didn't say to move your arm."

Slowly she returns it to her lower back. "Both of them now." I order.

When my cock is freed from my jeans, my hand grasps both her wrists, pinning her again, and I smack her bare ass on the cheek. My hoarse whisper, "Do you want it?"

"Yesss." she hisses.

I smack her ass again, twice more, the redness starting to rise now. "Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir." she quickly corrects.

Her pussy is already wet. It probably was before she entered my office. My cock slides deep inside easily. I slowly begin to fuck her. She whimpers again, "faster."

My hand smacks her ass again. She knows I decide.

My pace does begin to quicken though, as my arousal is building. In and out, deep and hard. My body slamming into hers, driving her waist against the cold edge of the desk. I can hear her carefully suppressing her whimpers and moans as she knows we must. I release her arms and grab her hips.

"Use your fingers" my soft command lets her touch herself as I know she wants to.

She uses one hand for leverage on the desk to push back against me, making room for her fingers on her clit. It doesn't take long. She muffles her moans against her arm as she begins to cum.
I explode, grinding myself deep inside her. It is all I can do to keep quiet as I want to yell out the pleasure of taking her.

I slide my now spent cock from her pussy. I can see my cum already starting to slip out. She lays, panting on the desk still. I put myself away, enjoying the view of her red bare ass and well fucked pussy.
"You'll work at your standing desk today." I whisper, "And let my cum remind you all day."

She gasps. "Yes sir." As she slowly stands, smoothing her sundress down. She turns and faces me and flashes that thousand watt smile that always makes my heart soar.

"And you'll have that damn report on my desk by COB, right!!!" her voice louder and a command more than a question. She grabs my shirt and pulls me against her, her hand pulling my head into a passionate desperate kiss.

We part and she leave as she came, her dress swirling. "I mean it! Five pm. No later. Earlier if possible."

"Yes, ma'am" I say, "I'm almost done and I think I'll have it in sooner. Sorry for the delay." As my boss leaves my office.

As she walks down the hall to her office, Jack pokes his head in my door, "she bustin' your balls?"
 
The kind that starts with a Sunday morning snuggle on the couch. Him drinking coffee and looking at sports and me doing the crossword with my head in his lap. His arm comfortable across my chest, casually playing with my nipple. He knows those small circles with his thumb make it hard for me to concentrate so he's unsurprised when I start squirming and squeezing my thighs together.
The kind where, without looking down, he quietly tells me to touch myself and never stops teasing my nipples. Whimpering and touching and feeling him harden under my head, until he pulls his cock free and let's me suck him while he watches sports and keeps my nipples hard.
The kind that ends with me cumming on my fingers and him cumming in my mouth and his team winning all before the day begins.
 
The kind that starts with a Sunday morning snuggle on the couch. Him drinking coffee and looking at sports and me doing the crossword with my head in his lap. His arm comfortable across my chest, casually playing with my nipple. He knows those small circles with his thumb make it hard for me to concentrate so he's unsurprised when I start squirming and squeezing my thighs together.
The kind where, without looking down, he quietly tells me to touch myself and never stops teasing my nipples. Whimpering and touching and feeling him harden under my head, until he pulls his cock free and let's me suck him while he watches sports and keeps my nipples hard.
The kind that ends with me cumming on my fingers and him cumming in my mouth and his team winning all before the day begins.
Sounds like the perfect Sunday morning .
 
Thanks to all for nurturing this thread. I don’t water it as much as I should but am thankful for those who post.
 
Often it is the “Right Now” part of the equation that either guides or helps to define the outcome. That sense of primal urgency tends to warp our rational and traditional thoughts. That’s a good thing.
 
I kinda want to skull fuck the politicians, Karens, religious zealots, and whoever else is responsible for making Lit have to remove the other version of this thread that had pictures.

But I would only skull fuck them in the most gentle, tender and consensual way. Promise.
 
I kinda want to skull fuck the politicians, Karens, religious zealots, and whoever else is responsible for making Lit have to remove the other version of this thread that had pictures.

But I would only skull fuck them in the most gentle, tender and consensual way. Promise.

I mean, don't hold back. How do you really feel? Don't hold back.
 
A kiss awakening the soul before we can't keep our hands off each other. Clothes scattered across the hot bedroom, falling on the bed as I fall into her. The deep kisses, the cock deeper, filling her until we can meet again.
 
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I could really go for a long, drawn out sesh. One where all worries are gone and we are lost in the trance of sexual bliss. Oscillating between slow-sensual touch and deep pounding. Taking breaks to sip champagne and indulge in premium chocolates, before building back up again.
 
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