1. The Hinky Hygienist


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: benawriter, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    counter. When she came to face me, she had a strap on in her hands. “The required donation is $200 and there are no discounts. I ride the strap on and if I choose not to come on it, I will allow you to satisfy me orally. If I do ride it to orgasm, I will allow you to tongue me as you wish afterwards.” I was a bit puzzled, but she seemed confident that I would agree because she began to undress. I quickly followed suit and when we were both naked I asked for clarification. “Am I supposed to wear the strap on somehow?” “Yes, here; I’ll show you,” she said. She slipped the straps around my head, placing the base of the dildo on my chin and she tightened it. Suddenly I was looking up the shaft of a black rubber cock sticking up from my face; not exactly what I had envisioned. She tilted the chair again, reclining me on my back and she climbed up, straddling my chest. “There is one more thing that I forgot to mention,” she hesitantly. “You’ll need to stroke your cock while I’m riding mine; it turns me on to hear a fist slapping up and down. You can make yourself come if you want to, but it would be in your best interest to preclude it.” I fisted my cock obediently as she continued. “Sometimes I reach a point when I’d rather be tongue fucked until I come, and watching a guy jerking his cock gets me off easily, sometimes more than once. So you would have the pleasure of satisfying me orally, drinking my orgasmic fluids AND taking as long as you want to make yourself come; it’s your ...
    choice.” Her pussy was hovering over the tip of the cock and I watched as she worked herself up and down slowly, gradually taking in more and more of the shaft. She flexed her legs as her pumping fell into a rhythm. Soon the dildo was coated with her wetness and my cock was coated with precum as I struggled to satisfy her audible needs. She heard my fist slapping the base of my cock and she closed her eyes and grabbed her tits with her hands. She mauled herself as she began to sink lower and lower on the shaft of the dildo. When she had consumed its entire length and her pussy was at the base, she opened her eyes, smiled down at me and asked, “See my juices? There’s plenty more of it, trust me.” The urge to let myself come was becoming overwhelmingly powerful as she returned to riding up and down above my face. Every time she pressed down on it, her weight pressed against my chin and my cock ached. She looked down at me, put her hands on her hips and an odd look came across her face as she fucked herself. She turned around to look at my fist, slowly but noisily stroking my wet shaft. “Good boy,” she whispered. “I’m gonna give you a special treat.” She lifted up off the dildo, rose to her knees and unfastened the straps. She pulled the strap on off me and tossed it aside. She turned around, facing my feet, and planted her pussy directly on my mouth. I took my cue and drove my tongue into her. She was so wet and warm that I could not suppress an immediate groan into her flesh. ...
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