As you, my faithful readers, know my fantasies are built around my real life experiences with more truth than fantasy in them. I have been away from V9 for a couple of months busy with many other activities. Now I return with a tale from bygone days.
I was employed at a manufacturing firm during and after my college years. This company was a ready supply of women willing to, how shall I say it delicately, fuck for fun. There was a range of ladies from janitorial to executive secretary. I don't know if they were available to everyone, but I like to think they were all mine drawn to me by my many charms and talented reciprocating rod of recreation. Well, there was one who fucked me because she was pissed at my boss for something he did that she deemed unworthy of her charms. She said he had a little dick too, which made me inordinately happy.
Our office was small and informal, we worked a regular day and worked overtime when required, sometimes some of us worked late at night alone in the small office. It was one of these times when I was deeply involved working on an estimate when Arlene the janitrix was busily cleaning the floor near my desk. She came over and looked at what I was doing as I leaned back in my chair stretching to get the kinks out when she drew very close and turned toward me with her face about a foot from mine. I was in my early twenties and I think she was somewhere between forty and fifty. Not what one would call good looking, a little heavy with bust, waist, and hip sizes starting out small and getting larger as they went south. She did have curly black hair but wore bright red lipstick to make up for it, I guess.
The look she gave me was as much as an invitation as I had ever seen and I leaned toward her and kissed those bright red lips. She wrapped her arms around me and whispered that she had wanted to kiss me since she first started working in our office. I sat her down in my lap and we kissed for a little while as my hands found their way under her shirt to her tiny tits. She wriggled around, lifted her shirt and bra up to reveal them as she hoarsely told me to kiss them. I kissed, I licked, and I sucked. Her nipples were large for the size of her tits and really got hard. My tongue circled around them going from the right one to left one. My hands pressed into her back as I drew her tightly to my eager mouth. My cock hardened until it hurt like Hell trapped in my tight Jockeys, which did not discourage its hardening condition in the least. Some pain in the right place at the right time is a good thing.
She was writhing around on my lap and had started to mewl with passion. I sucked and kissed and held her as tightly as I could trying to get the whole tit in my mouth and suddenly she cried out and beat my back with her fists moaning, "Oh my God, I'm coming, I'm coming, don't stop, don't ever stop. Soon she fell limply against me and told me how much she had wanted that. Of course I was as hard as a rock and told her I needed some kind of relief. She was so spent all she could do was weakly offer to give me a blow job. I told her that could wait until the next time and took my swollen cock out and gently worked it with my hand while she straightened herself out and went back to work as I came all over her clean floor.
A few minutes later when we both were back to normal I asked her if she really did come from my kissing her tits. She said she did then told me her husband never did that and just fucked her in the good old boy "wham, bam, thank you ma'am" style. I asked her if she was ever satisfied and she said only with her own hand. I told her I'd like to make love to her in a decent place and she said she couldn't ever get away to go anywhere and was afraid to be seen with another man.
For the next couple of weeks I stayed over twice a week and we did it on an old blanket on the floor. The first time I went down on her she went absolutely crazy. Her pussy wasn't the best looking or the most tasteful, but it was responsive. I licked and sucked on all the loose folds of inner and outer labia and stretched my tongue to new limits. Her little clit was not visible but it was as sensitive as her tits and when I licked and sucked it she would cry out with delight. From then on I would eat her every time we got together and she would have a giant orgasm. Then she would stand and bend over and let me fuck her cunt from behind. She somehow could sense when I was getting near an orgasm and she would move in such a way that took her pussy farther away and my dick almost slipped out. It felt wonderful though as the head of my about to burst cock moved past her tightening muscles at the opening of her pussy and then slipped back in for about the best inch of fucking in the world. I couldn't stand it for long and grabbed her hips and pulled her back against me as I plunged deeply into her. After nine or ten full hard strokes I felt that wonderful sensation coming across my back, up and down my legs, into my balls and finally blasting out of my cock into her wet chasm. My knees would buckle and I would drop to the floor until I was eye level with her little anus and my mouth would find her pussy with the sweet taste of our mixed juices which I licked up and sucked away as she came once more. She loved the oral orgasm, as I loved giving it, and wanted to fuck the way we did because it wasn't the way "her old man" did it.
One day she told me she was being transferred and we wouldn't be seeing each other again. I asked her what she would do about mind blowing orgasms. She told me she been teaching her old man to do it "our" way and she felt that she would be taken care off properly since he really liked doing it that way, although he couldn't follow through for the second tongue job from behind. She then said that she was being replaced by her daughter who had just graduated high school and started with the janitorial company.
The next Monday Rosa, her daughter, started. She looked a lot like her mother, but she did have a good figure. I went on about my work and seldom saw her since there was no opportunity for working late. I became involved with our secretary Janice, I believe I've told that story earlier, and didn't think of sex on the office floor. For a while at least.
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