D. Jobe

Jimmy walked into my kitchen and I followed him. He grabbed a fork and put it inside the pink to-go box then grabbed my hand and took me to my dining table.

He picked me up and set me on the table. I looked up into his hungry eyes and saw my desire mirrored there. He pulled my top off in one motion and bent down to kiss my lips as he unhooked my bra.

I moaned a little into his mouth when my breasts came free of a day’s worth of oppression at the clasps of my bra. My hands found his chest and I unbuttoned his shirt.

His lips and tongue tangoed with mine until he stopped and spoke, “Say banana if you want me to stop.”

He remembered my safe word, but I really didn’t want him to stop. I nodded and deepened our kiss, wrestling his tongue for dominance as I peeled his shirt over his glorious shoulders. I put my hands on his chest and sighed in relief. His chest was so muscular, and I ran my fingertips over his hard abs.

In one swift motion, he took my pants and my dewy panties off as I lifted my hips off the table. He put one large hand on my chest and pushed me to back to the table. He opened my thighs and put my feet on the dining room chair behind him as he stood between my legs. He picked up a piece of his cake and put it on my belly button then bent down to lick and nibble it off.

I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips, and that seemed to just spur him on, “James…”

He fed me a piece of my cake, then he bit the skin right above my hip and put another piece of cake there before licking it off. “Raven,” his voice was husky with the promise of pleasure to come. It turned me on even more. He did this for a few more bites of cake until he’d kissed and licked every inch of my belly, slowly moving down, and my mouth tasted sweet as honey from the taste of the decadent red velvet cake.

He put a piece of cake right on my mound where I had shaved and only kept a landing strip for him. He put one hand on each thigh to hold me open and sat down on the chair my feet were propped up on, moving it closer to the table. He looked up into my eyes, his gaze smoldering as he leaned into me and licked up the cake.

His tongue was so close to where my clit throbbed, aching for his touch, and I found myself squirming, “Please James.”

Jimmy began his presentation and walked me through it until he reached a slide with just the word ‘DEMO’ on it. “And this is when I’ll do the demo, then continue —”

“Where’s the demo?” I interrupted him before he could click to the next slide.

“Umm, you want to see it? I can go grab it?”

“Yes, please.” 

Jimmy handed me his laptop. “Alright I’ll be right back. Feel free to look ahead in the slides as I might not get all of it in the remaining 7 minutes of your time.” He briskly walked out of my office, presumably to get the device with the demo from his desk. 

I sat there flipping through the previous slides adding comments to the presentation with questions that I think Lauren, our division’s President, might ask. A notification popped up, grabbing my attention. 

It was a message from someone named Lina. “Hey, sexy. I got that riding crop you demanded. Can’t wait for you to use it on my naughty little —”

“Whoa! Holy shit.” I tried to dismiss the notification and forget what I saw, but my hand was jittery, and I end up expanding it instead.  I had learned way too much about Jimmy’s sex life. “Fuck!” I tried not to read it but it was just right there in my face.

Lina described something very kinky, and I had to stop reading before I turned into a red beet. I tried to minimize the window but instead made matters worse by closing it altogether. Now he’ll know I read it, I realized. Shit —  shit, shit, shit! 

Jimmy walked in while I tried to hide my frustration. He gave me a funny look. “Damn, is my presentation that bad?” he joked. 

“Oh, err — No. I just added some comments in.” I cleared my throat and stood up,  handing him his laptop as I walked to my desk. “I think I’ve seen enough.”

Jimmy looked confused by my sudden change. “But I haven’t showed you the demo yet.” 

“It’s fine. Just send me the link to the doc so I can finish commenting on it, then fix that up and you’re good to go. I have a lot to do.” 

Jimmy looked at me with scrunched eyebrows. I wished I didn’t have to get him out of my office right this instant, but I did.

As I looked at him, he suddenly was no longer Jimmy, a product manager on my peer’s team, but James, a man who likes to take control in the bedroom and get kinky. It was far too hot for me right then. It had been too long since I’ve had sex and I couldn’t get the image of him using a riding crop out of my head. I avoided looking at him and picked up my office phone to call someone. “Would you mind closing the door on your way out? Thanks.”  I smiled at him politely and pretended to start dialing.

Jimmy stood there one more moment before turning and leaving, closing the door behind him with a muttered, “Thank you.” 

Raven

Over the weekend, I decided to do some light research, and by light, I mean making myself incredibly horny all day by reading about and watching lots of different types of erotica. Oh, my goodness, did I find a treasure trove! 

Eventually, I gave into my desire and reached for my vibrator. I watched a mesmerizing video and had a giant orgasm, then immediately fell asleep into a sexy dream. 

I was naked and sitting on a couch when a woman came in to talk to me. She asked me to choose a safe word and I picked ‘banana’. She told me that if my mouth was occupied, I could shake my head left to right and mouth ‘nuh uh,’ if at any time I wanted everything to stop. I said I understood, and felt my excitement ramping up as I wondered what she had in store for me. 

Moments later, a beautiful woman was bound to a strange contraption using a dark gray cloth, wrapped like a mummy from her shoulders all the way down to her toes, with only her head and her ass exposed. The woman didn’t look like me, but I was experiencing everything through her. 

She, or rather I, was laying down on my stomach with my legs bent down at a slight angle, just enough so it exposed my butt even more. 

A very handsome man dressed in tight blue jeans and a very flattering black t-shirt that hugged his broad chest and abs walked up to my face. He stuck two fingers in my mouth. He kept priming my mouth until I opened it up for him, hungry for him. He unzipped his pants and stuffed his semi-hard cock right into my mouth. It filled my mouth up and as I started to suck on it, he slapped my face a little and quickly got fully hard. I looked up at him as I tried to take his cock that he was shoving deeper and deeper down my throat and his face looked like Jimmy’s. 

“You’d better not bite, pussy cat. And keep that pretty, little mouth open for me so I can fuck it,” dream-Jimmy instructed. 

His pubic hair had been shaved away, which was exactly how I liked it. His cock was so beautiful and I admired it as it slid in and out of my mouth. It was as long as my entire face, and I was by no means petite. No odd curving or hairy balls, just a good old fashioned big dick. 

To be continued…

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