Just a Whisper (L/F)
This post contains strong language (L).
Oh, the nerve of that man! I still can’t believe what he whispered in my ear as we were leaving the executive marketing meeting last evening.
“I’ll be stopping by your office late tomorrow. Lose your panties.”
Can you fucking believe it?!
Who in the hell does he think he is, addressing me that way? I don’t even fucking know him! Okay, well I may have made eye contact with him for a few seconds, but we never addressed each other whatsoever. God knows a quick look at his tall frame and his mid-region is no big damn deal, right?
And I wasn’t exactly trolling for cock at the meeting, you know; I was working hard! I get that my dress may have been a little revealing, but having big tits doesn’t translate to an open invitation to screw me. Hell, I’m a married woman, and Jim has everything I need for a satisfying fuck—which I admit, I could really use right now…
It was a good thing Jim was in the mood to screw me that evening because I jumped his bones as soon as he walked in the door. By the time he reached the living room, I had all eight inches of his thick cock stuffed down my throat. All I needed then was a good hard fuck to get that asshole from my meeting out of my mind, and I sure did get it. I can still feel his balls slapping rhythmically against my ass, along with his hard spanking that brought me to an incredible double orgasm, something I rarely achieve anymore. Hmmmm, I wonder if… nah, no way that could have caused it.
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Okay, so at 5:30, I was in my office a little later than usual. But it sure as hell wasn’t what you’re thinking; the asshole wasn’t keeping me there. No way! Just a couple more things to do and I’d be outta there!
Alright, so maybe I was curious about what the hell he wanted, so I gave him ten more minutes to show up just so I could tear the asshole a new one.
Then a knock…
”I knew you couldn’t resist—and I’m betting you granted the request I whispered in your ear.”
“You’re dreaming, you pompous ass. Who in the hell do you think you are?” I shouted, shaking with anger.
“I’ll tell you who I think I am: I’m the guy whose cock you dreamed about sucking after your head hit the pillow last night. And if you followed my whispered request, I may just make your dream come true.”
”You must be fucking nuts. Get the hell out of my office and never come back,” I demanded as I moved back towards my chair.
“Tell you what,” he said as he stood across my desk, staring down at me. “I’m just going to check out one thing before I leave.” With that, he reached over my desk, pulled open the top drawer, and grabbed something I had placed there an hour or so earlier—
My panties! (I’m so fucking busted!)
“Mmmm, very nice… and they smell very nice too,” he said as he made his way around my desk and stood right in front of me, staring down at my chest. (Okay, well, I may have left a couple of buttons undone.) “Shall we stop the game now? You can just admit you would love to suck my cock, and I’ll allow you to,” he said with an evil smile.
Admittedly, I guess I was a little turned on by this mysterious guy, and I did dream a little last night. And, okay, my pussy was wet when I woke this morning—and yeah, I slipped my panties off and laid them in my top desk drawer because they were getting damper as the end of the day drew closer…
“Did you lock your office door?” he asked.
”Uh, I always keep it locked,” I replied.
”Yeah, right,” he said. “Now that’s bullshit. You locked it because you really hoped my whisper would lead to some serious fucking, now didn’t you?
“Wow, you really need to get over yourself. You couldn’t be more wrong,” I said as he slowly opened his belt, unfastened and dropped his pants, and laid them on top of my desk. (Holy shit, now what…)
He then stood me up from my chair so we stared eye to eye. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pushed me down to my knees.
“I now give you permission to do what you’ve been fantasizing about, Patty. Go ahead, go for it.”
As this cocky bastard was talking, I was staring inches away from a considerable bulge in his bikini underwear, still on my knees. (I was just relaxing there, you know.)
“Well, fuck it then; never mind,” he declared while reaching for his pants.
Decision time…
In a matter of seconds, I yanked down his briefs and had his big, thick, and beautifully long cock in my mouth, devouring every inch like a cock-starved slut. As I cupped his balls and throated him, he let out a moan of satisfaction.
“I just knew you were a super cocksucker the first time I saw you in the meeting. You kept crossing and recrossing your legs and licking your lips while letting your tits breathe by shifting your blouse. Time now for a closer look at that world-class rack of yours.”
With that, he reached down and pulled out my blouse enough that he could grab my breasts and pinch my nipples with his large, firm hands.
“What a set of tits you have,” he moaned almost breathlessly. “Soon, I’ll let you decide if you want my big, warm load down your throat or all over those prize tits.”
I was so fucking turned on I really didn’t care where he shot his load. Back when he began grabbing my swollen tits, I had reached down under my skirt and wiped a puddle of my cream in my palm while working my sopping wet cunt into a frenzy with all my fingers. It was smoking hot, almost as hot as this unbelievable cock I was devouring.
”Okay, baby, it’s time,” he declared. “Where do you want my load?”
My turn…
“I’ll tell you where I want that load,” I said as I freed his stiff shaft from my mouth and rose to bend over my desk, hiking my skirt up to my waist. “It’s my turn now, you cocky prick. Show me if you really know how to use that mighty tool of yours! Give it to me, I need all of it! Fuck my wet pussy hard and deep. Plow me like you did in my dream last night! That’s right, I did dream about you plowing me and about feasting on what I knew would be a delicious cock!”
My words came to a screeching halt as he thrust his cock right through me from behind, and I felt him fill every crevice of my cunt. I immediately launched into a shocking orgasm, and I just knew there would be more.
”Fffffuuuuucccckkkk,” he screamed as he slapped me hard on the ass and followed with a very firm twist and pull on my nipples, which brought me to one of the most powerful orgasms of my entire life. I could actually feel his ropes of cum splash inside me until his moaning finally stopped and I began to level out from my level of intensity.
Then, as he lay atop me, still hovering over my desk at a 90-degree angle, my husband Jim whispers in my ear, “Thanks for the best fantasy fuck ever!”
Nice! I love the role play! You guys keep it hot! 🔥🔥🔥
Yes, we try! Thanks – and keep it hard …
Welcome back to story writing CP. You came back with a bang!
Great choice of words 🙂 Thanks for your kind thoughts.
Great story, although to be honest the liberal use of profanity when it was not things said about or during sex was not my thing. I DO feel fine about sex words said about sex or in the heat of the moment DURING sex. For example, the following was great:
“My words came to a screeching halt as he thrust his cock right through me from behind, and I felt him fill every crevice of my cunt. I immediately launched into a shocking orgasm, and I just knew there would be more.
”Fffffuuuuucccckkkk,” he screamed as he slapped me hard on the ass and followed with a very firm twist and pull on my nipples, which brought me to one of the most powerful orgasms of my entire life. I could actually feel his ropes of cum splash inside me until his moaning finally stopped and I began to level out from my level of intensity.”
So really, the role play was hot 🔥 and EXCELLENT! Gave me some ideas for a future role play with my Melody… so thanks!
I don’t know what it is about role playing but it has given us some of the hottest sex of our marriage!
Thank you MH for introducing Melody & I to role playing sex! It’s something we never had done before reading about some great sexy role playing experiences (like this one) on MH!
I really appreciate your thoughtful comments, LM. Melodie is lucky to have such a sweet and sexy guy!
I’m sorry but I gotta add this… here are some of the sexy role plays we’ve done: Married Paleontologists at a dig site 2x, Doctor or sexologist & patient 2x, Wood Elves on their wedding night, Santa & Jessica Claus, and Massage Therapist & patient.
So fellow MHers, please keep sharing role play sex stories!
Will keep 'em cumming, LM. I should add that when I get super horny I do tend to get very loose with my language, but, please know that with me it's all about sex, and sex with Jim only . ANY way I can stimulate things to get more of what I (we) want, I'm all in!
I simply can't get enough cock, Jim's cock, and any methods to heat things are all on the table – and my nasty language really turns Jim on.
CreamyPatty, thanks for a great post! I was conflicted until yesterday, but now I’m all in! What I mean is …
I can’t stand role plays! That’s no secret on MH, and I know that many here love them (including you and LovingMan). They just make no sense to me, and if Queen and I want to fuck, I don’t want to pretend some story. So I was going to rate it a 5 for heat, but hold off on commenting. I didn’t want to harsh your mellow!
But, but, but … yesterday was a very passion-hot day for us, with a lot of sexting heat and great Naked Deck Time (NDT) in the afternoon. I took a Little Blue Pill (LBP), and Queen and I went up to fuck before dinner. A combo of her heat, the LBP, and my lust for my wife had me intense, and “leaning forward”!
I was like crazy with desire, and just had to almost “take her”, and she wanted it too! I even took a pic of my cock which was unusually hard, nicely veined, and a crazy shade of bronze/red for our Signals sexting app! All this intensity exploding! And then I got your story! All the intensity between you and Jim made sense!
So thank you for your post, and I’m happy to say I’m no longer conflicted! Regardless of the erotic literary genre, looking for, finding, and appropriating, the sexual heat for our marriage bed was and is very hot! And I’m confident that you and Jim go at it like animals, role play or not! I really value that similarity between us!
Stay passionate!
I totally get your point, you horny little sweetie!
Very steamy! Love the hot roleplay! It gives me lots of ideas for adventures with my future husband. I agree that sexy talk really heats things up, though some words still grate on my ears. I would be fine with "hot talk", as I call it, when it revolves around lovemaking time, but not in day-to-day conversation with other people. Sexy language seems to just go with sex itself, so I have no problem with that (and it's only being shared between spouses), but I want to be pure in speech otherwise.
Good point, and I’m guilty of getting carried away when overly horny. Sorry.
I believe I have done as much damage as I can here, readers have declined and I get it – and, really, I don’t take it personally in the least. Cya fans!😎
You haven’t caused any damage at all! My wife has an appointment with her gynecologist today so we couldn’t have sex last night (she loves it raw). Your story got me all worked up and I am stroking as I write this. Can’t wait for her to get back so I can fill her up as I watch her big tits bounce. Keep ‘em stories coming, CP, and stay creamy!😉
Damage? Oh no! Only if you call inciting a man to a serious boner with precum is damage. Love your passion and definitely love your nipple play passion, especially when it involves hardcore fucking!
Well thanks, blessedman.
Totally hot Patty…the only damage you caused on this end thanks to this story was some messy sheets and us intending to sleep clothed to waking up in bed naked with my hot wife staying up half the night having hot sex. Great story
Giant, That's EXACTLY what this is all about for me – very happy you got the most out of this story with your lovely wife!
That was a really steamy story; we loved it! (Although Neha was almost throwing away the phone before reading the last line; you understand why.) Maybe one of the most tensed ending I've ever read, even as a writer myself. By the way, she was wondering why you don't mention you and Jim's first meeting or how your lives were before that. Maybe you can feed this curiosity in a future story? Again, best of luck with your husband!
I’ll answer your inquiry, but I’m not sure Missy will publish it…
Jim and I met in college, it was my freshman year and his junior. My roomie had dated him and during a rather drunken verbal exchange she let it slip that he had the biggest cock she had ever seen! We laughed, but something really stirred inside me and later as I was masturbating, I was amazed at how quickly and powerfully I came, twice – or maybe it was one very long orgasm.
Long story short, they broke up and I began seeing him after she indicated to me it was cool with her.
We dated for a year and married after Jim’s graduation.
I discovered that what she told me about his cock was true, and sucking it became my obsession and constant passion….