1. Dress Code, part 3


    Date: 10/29/2014, Categories: Office Sex, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    their gazes were focused on watching Anne get fucked just in front of them. Soon there was nothing but the feeling of Mr. Mawhinney’s cock, and the moans of the four of them as they took their pleasure urgently and insistently. The pace of Anne’s fucking increased, and soon the she felt his thighs slap against the backs of hers as he pumped hard and fast. The thick cock inside of her was bringing her back to the precipice she had been denied for so long earlier. Anne tensed as the feeling built up in her, and just as she thought she would cum, the thrusting slowed down. “Nooo!! Please keep fucking me harder!” Anne begged her lover, whom she had not seen since well before he had penetrated her. He gave no response, but he pressed his finger against her anus as he pumped into her slowly, deeply, and steadily. The feeling was electrifying. Anne sometimes enjoyed anal stimulation, and the combination of the thick cock with the skilled finger slowly pushing its way into her back passage was getting her back to the edge of orgasm. “Oh God I’m almost there!” she half moaned half screamed as the finger inched its way in to the second knuckle. With that encouragement, Mr. Mawhinney resumed his harder thrusts, and almost immediately Anne’s body tensed involuntarily as the orgasm overcame her, sending waves of pleasure radiating from her pussy and ass all the way through the rest of her body. As her body announced her orgasm, Mr. Mawhinney redoubled his speed, and he fucked her ...
    powerfully through her climax, prompting aftershock after aftershock. Mr. Mawhinney grunted loudly as he used his free hand to hold her left hip and pull her back against him in time with his thrusts. Soon he announced his own orgasm, and Anne felt her pussy flooded with warmth as he spent inside her. He gently removed his finger from her anus, and she felt empty as his shrinking cock pulled out of her flooded pussy. As he pulled out, she could feel his cum dripping out of her, and she felt her legs buckle in exhaustion. In front of them, Mr. Slater’s cock was almost a blur as he thrust in and out of her insistently. “Cum, darling,” Ms. Davenport murmured. “I want to feel your hot cum inside of me.” With that, he redoubled his effort and grunted that he was cumming. She leaned back against him and turned her head up to him, and they kissed tenderly. Abruptly however, she got up, leaving Mr. Slater’s cock exposed, covered with their combined fluids, shrinking slowly. As she stood, she unzipped her tan skirt and allowed it to fall to her feet. She unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged out of it. Anne was stunned by the near perfection of the older woman’s figure. The former ballerina had almost impossibly long, lithe legs, and her stomach was toned and flat. Her flawless skin tone was clearly the product of genetic fortune. She stood in front of Mr. Slater’s chair in her stockings, and heels. Her thong was still pulled to the side, exposing her pussy, whose lips looked somewhat swollen ...
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