Bustedtrain's Blog

You text me while I’m working, with provocative remarks. About how your nipples are hard, just fantasizing about the things you want me to do. Then you tell me that you panties are dripping from rubbing on your pussy so hard, while trying to type the texts. You then ask me to leave work and come to you a.s.a.p.

I knock on the door. As it opens, you hide behind it. As I walk in, you tell me to sit in the chair. I sit down as you close the door. You walk up behind me, putting your hands on my shoulders. You slowly rub my shoulders and lean forward rubbing down my chest, pushing your breasts into the back of my head.

Eventually your hands make it down to my cock, which you rub, thought my pants until it begins to throb. I sit back lazy in your chair, rubbing myself. As I watch you walk around the chair, and spread yourself open in front of me as you bend over. You get down on the floor, on all four in the middle of the room. Defenseless, but not helpless. Your bottom in the air, thighs slightly parted, opening wet and waiting for me.

Moving off my chair, my hands skim across your hips, one palm sliding along your skin to rest atop the dip in your lower back. My other hand slides down to move your legs wider. Shifting yourself more open so my fingers can be closer against your soft lips. You whisper my touch is like velvet, as my fingers slide over and moisten you. As they move in a circular motion, your moans and shallow breath propel me to continue all the while thrusting and pulsing my fingers inside of you.

Turning your head slightly, your hair dancing along you're upper back, you ask me to take you in this moment; not gently, but swift and strong. You then proceed to turn around and start sliding my clothes off. I lean back to pull my pants off and you push my chest down and start licking my throbbing cock. As I slide my pants of the rest of the way, you swallow my member as deep as you can. With every movement of you head up and down my penis, it swells up larger, from the suction of your beautiful lips. I then exclaim, I want to taste that wonderful flower of yours.

You stop and crawl over my chest and spread your legs over my face which you have been holding down all while moving. As I begin to lick your already wet clitoris, you moan and tell me, “DON’T STOP”. After a few minutes of me slowly licking and sucking you wet pussy, you gasp as you are cumming again. I then slide out from under you. As you bend over, I kneel behind you. With you behind still in the air, and your head now resting on a pillow. I rest my left hand on your left cheek. As I slowly massage you behind, I begin to rub you pussy with the mushroom tip of my cock. I then slide the tip into your very moist slit. Holding your hips and pushing into you. You scream “HARDER”. I then begin thrusting into you, filling you up all the way, feeling you're hot wetness, the pulse of your inner flower as she tightens and holds me deep within. My cock slips and slides deeper and deeper inside while my fingers smooth up against you, making you whimper and cry deeply for release.

Your voice is soft and demanding of me in ways that I long to be instructed. I want to wilt you, control you and take my pleasure. I need your submission but really you're the one in command of the power in this.

I feel you tighten, you're pussy pulls me in, encasing me warmly and deeper inside of your hot wetness. I gasp in the suddenness and you answer my desire, taking my thrusts as they become stronger, deeper and faster, my hands move to your hips and tighten as you pull me into my pushing of you. You take what I give and ask for little back in request.

I don't know what to make of it in this relationship, but just for this moment I want to stay in it.