After Having Sex in Her Office (L)

Let me first give you some background to this story. We were in our first year of marriage, and I was working from home. One day, my wife was alone in her office. I was horny for her, so I rushed over there and made love to her. I licked her clit, came in her pussy and came back home. It was now about two hours later. I was back at my computer and reading the email she sent me. It recounted our encounter in detail. So I had to send one back, telling her what I was doing.

Here’s my response to her email:

Baby, your description of us making love in your office was awesome. You would not believe how my heart was beating while I read your email. Not just in my chest, but down to the very tip of my throbbing penis.

You are a very erotic piece of woman, and you know how to push all my buttons. As I was reading your mail, it came to a point my straining erection had to be set free from my pants. I simply had to get relief. Now my eyes are glued to the computer screen, reading your description.

My hands move down to open my pants and bring my throbbing cock out into the open. I am incredibly wet and have to make a rapid adjustment. Don’t want to have my precum dripping on my black trousers. How could I explain the shiny spot on my pants to people?

Sitting at my computer, I slowly peel back the foreskin of my cock and look at how swollen it is. The pleasure is so intense. Usually, it only becomes so sensitive after quite a few minutes of masturbating. But the eroticism on the screen makes me so sensitive that I almost want to cum already.

In my mind’s eye, I imagine you sitting on my desk with your legs spread wide open for my pleasure. You slowly put your finger between your pussy lips, making little circular movements over your clit. Your eyes close and your mouth hangs half open; I hear your breathing racing. You are extremely hot, and I can see how wet your fingers are. Your juices run down the creases of your legs and even into your crack, lubricating your arse.

I pull back my foreskin again, opening the head as far as possible. With it completely exposed I use my fingers to rub over the head. The sensation is like electricity that shoots through my body. I’m wet, very wet. So wet I’m dripping from pure excitement. Fucking horny is the only way to describe what I’m feeling. That is what I am as I am writing this response to you.

My pants are becoming a burden to me, so I decide to get rid of them. I stand up and close the curtains so I know I have complete privacy. Now I can enjoy your mail and my thoughts about you further.

I imagine that I take your little breast and roll your one nipple between my fingers. I hear how you inhale sharply from the sensations that you are experiencing. Sitting naked in front of the computer, I spread my legs wide. I very gently rub over the head and play with my cock. The pleasure is exquisite, and I feel that I am going to explode–but not yet. I have to hold out and keep on enjoying every sensation that I am experiencing.

I reread your mail.

I’m so wet that it’s making a slush-slush sound as I open and close my foreskin. The bottom of the head is now super-sensitive, and I concentrate on stimulating it. I fantasize about me sitting forward and pushing your legs further apart so that I can get to your pussy.

You grab my head and force my mouth between your legs. You push your sensitive clitoris into my mouth and start shaking when my tongue enters you. I drive it in as deep as possible. You taste so clean and fresh, and the smell of your sex makes me dizzy with lust.

You’re struggling to stay upright on the desk. You can’t do it; you fall back in pure pleasure. That opens you up even more to my tongue. Your clitoris is like a little penis that stands out, begging me to suck it.

With my lips, I force the hood of your clitoris open and bare its tip. My tongue and lips concentrate on it. Your sensitivity comes to the burning point and you cum and cum and cum. Your entire body is shaking, but I do not stop my assault on your clit. I slow down and get softer so you can slowly get off the plateau. You make small sounds and relax.

Coming down from your orgasm, I imagine you get off the desk, go underneath it, and begin to lick my cock. I’m so wet that it creates threads of pre-cum from my cock to your lips. You can’t get enough and open my cockhead completely. You lick around the head first before you put my full cock in your mouth. You suck softly.

As I sit and type at my desk and stroke myself, I imagine that I can feel your mouth. You’re so hot and hungry for more. I begin to realize you’re doing more than sucking me. I look down and see that you’ve pushed your fingers are deep into your pussy! You are fingering yourself at a blinding pace. You slide more of your fingers between your pussy lips, rubbing the pointed tip of your clitoris, all the while still sucking me.

(I occasionally stop playing with myself and type a few lines so that I can keep the pleasure going longer. I let my cock lie against my leg and feel it pulsing. Then I start up again).

This is so hot. My cum works its way up my shaft as I pump my cock. I can’t hold it back anymore….. I AM CUMMING!!!!
Spurt after spurt of my cum lands on my legs, my feet, the floor and against the desk. I sit back in my chair while my cock is leaking and pulsing against my thigh. Wow! What an experience!