Blind Seduction (closed)

Arioso

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A challenge, Ari? Say...eight post limit total to the thread? And no names...En garde, cheri!

Closed thread for Arioso and ariosto



It was late. Dusk had fallen and everyone else had gone home hours ago, but she was only now returning to her office to pack up her things.

She flipped the light switch on the wall...and nothing happened.

Frowning, she filed that away as merely one more task for tomorrow: call maintenance and have them fix her overhead light.

Carefully making her way to her desk in the darkened office, she slid into her chair and reached to turn on the desk lamp.

Her hand froze just shy of its goal, however, when she felt two, large, masculine palms brush the insides of her knees. Not just her hand -- her entire body froze.

Even her voice was suspended in her throat. She should have called out, "Who's there? What are you doing?" But for some reason, a dark thrill shivered through her and stayed her tongue.

The hands pressed slowly yet firmly against her thighs, parting them wider...wider...until her skirt hindered her from opening any further. Then, her unseen intruder moved his hands up along the inside of her thighs, hooking her skirt with his fingers and pushing it up around her hips as he coaxed her to widen her legs even more.

He could be anyone. Anyone.

But she had no desire to stop him.
 

He'd been waiting for hours. Waiting while the long slow shadows of the blinds made their way across the floor...
Waited as the sky beyond the window purpled into night...
Waited for the sound of her footsteps which he knew as well as he did his own.

He waited naked.
Waited crouched in the warm sanctuary beneath her desk.
He could smell her.
He lay his bearded cheek on the leather of her chair seat and stroked himself.
He'd been masturbating for hours, how many times he didn't know. He'd worked the warm jism into her desk chair like saddlesoap. He'd half filled the water glass on her desk and splattered it across the framed photos that upon it.
In the Neon City that seethed below the high window a church somewhere chimed the eighth hour...four hours till midnight.

She caught him by surprise. Key in the lock...latch turning...no footsteps!
He crouched low and touched himself, reassured at his own recuperative powers...
Now he heard her, soft footfalls on the carpet...she wasn't wearing shoes.
The chair rolled back, he sensed her form...heavenly form...slipping into it...heard her sigh...it rolled forward.

He had her now. There was no way she could get away...no way.

Rough hands on smooth...cream smooth...silk smooth, flesh.
She stiffens...freezes, no matter.
Palms caress, glide upwards...her legs, long sweet legs, part...she open like a flower to his gentle pressure, breathing fast.

He leans forward, his lips touch her skin, she shivers.
His fingers have reached the lace of her panties...they feel the soft cleft of her sex through the silk, slide along it.
A small gasp.
She slips forward across the still wet cum that coats her chair.
His fingers hook into the waistband of her panties and he pulls, a slow even tension that slides the fabric down her thighs with a hissing sigh....
 
It had been a long, tiring day. Her feet had ached so badly, she'd rebelliously kicked off her shoes in the elevator on her way down from that last meeting. She was looking forward to going home, shedding her business suit and slipping into something more comfortable.

Was that why she was letting an unseen man slide her panties down and off?

No. It was because the mystery, the thrill of the unknown, the breathless anticipation was making her wet. Wet and ready.

He'd kissed her tender flesh near the juncture where her thigh met her hip, and she'd felt the faint brush of whiskers. A beard?

Who...? No....no it couldn't be!

But how on earth would he have gotten into her office?

Her mind raced for a moment -- weighing her suspicions against the possibility that it could be someone entirely else. Then, firm, rough hands were easing her legs over strong upper arms and she got another surprise when she realized that her feet were resting against bare skin. Smooth, naked back...he's naked under there?

Warm palms cupped her ass as thick fingers slid into the crease between her thighs and slowly spread her slick pussy lips apart. How had she gotten this wet so fast? The thought fled as his tongue danced over her exposed slit, playfully gliding over her intimate flesh and coaxing her to yield even further.

The butterflies darted nervously in her belly and her breathing grew shallow and erratic. She shouldn't be doing this -- she still wasn't sure who she'd spread her legs for. But ooohhh...oh, he was so good. She felt his tongue insinuate itself in her slick channel, parting her juicy walls as he pressed deeper, and she couldn't hold back a groan. Gripping the arms of her chair tightly, she let her head loll back and she moaned. Not quietly; she cringed as the unmistakably sexual sound echoed through her office.

It must have excited him. She felt his tongue plunge even more vigorously in her depths, while the stinging scratch of fingernails signaled that he was about to bring his hands into play. When he buried first one, then two fingers in her dripping cunt she shuddered and let out a gasping sigh. Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples pressed tight and hard against the demure, elegant silk blouse that clung to her like mist. From the waist up, she might still have passed for the professional woman she usually was, but from the waist down, she had long crossed over into the realm of wanton slut.

Her knees were obscenely pressed up against her desk, her nails dug into the arms of her chair, even her hips were willingly rocking against the mouth of her anonymous lover. She could feel her own juices spilling down from her slit into the cleft between her cheeks. Eyes closed, she let herself swim in the delicious sensations.

However, her eyes snapped open at the insistent teasing of a blunt finger at her ass. Before she even had time to gasp, the finger, wet with her own fluids, was sinking deep into her tight, puckered entrance.
 

This was fun. This was better than expected.
His big cock throbbed and slapped against his tight belly as he played.
In his mouth, between his lips, against his teeth he sucked the slick little nugget of her clit. Two thick fingers of one hand were working their way slowly in a serpents dance into the inner recesses of her velvet warm cunt. He took his time...no rush here, he took his time, finger tips slowly rubbing the slick tissue of the tight contracting passage as they probed relentlessly inside.

He was glad she seemed to enjoy the entrance of his thumb into her ass. It was all he could offer since the rest of his hand was cupping a firm buttock, squeezing and kneeding the sweetly curved flesh.
She moaned and tightened up around him. Heels digging into his back, thighs pressed close to his face...they were locked together, just the way he'd pictured it for months.

His mouth opens slightly, teeth part...and nip. Nip at the pearl, nibble the throbbing nexus..She cries out.

Too loud?...so what.

Hands, her hands, her elegant long fingered perfectly manicured hands, (clear lacquered nails, just long enough), slide tightly into his curling hair, they rake his scalp...he shudders, almost cums!
NO!
Not yet....

She pulls his head tightly into her muff, thrusts her straining hips up driving her vagina onto his fat fingers..he drives them deep..DEEP AND HARD.
She gasps...
His thumb moves in her anus, he can feel his twisting fingers, working in above it.
She twists on his hands, grinding herself onto him, onto his fingers onto his face...
The walls of her cunt tighten and spasm....she's breathing so fast so deep....

Oh God if he could only see her!
 
She scarcely notices the chair gradually easing away from the desk. All of her senses are too caught up in the blinding orgasm he's worked her to with his hands and his mouth.

Her entire sex is swollen and puffy with lust. With each nip of his teeth, her engorged clit throbs and strains just a little further, begging for more. Her labia are obscenely wet and reddened from heated desire. After the prolongued assault of his tongue, her tender, exposed flesh practically quivers for his touch. When the orgasm finally erupts, it is as if it has bubbled up like a spring from those delicate, quivering folds and to crash through her slick channel and rock her entire body.

Uuunnnnhhhh oooohhh goddddd!

Without so much as a spare thought for the noise, she cries out her release, feels it churning straight from her depths. Twisting, tightening, her intimate walls shudder their liquid treasure out onto his lips and tongue. Warm and pungent, what he doesn't lap up runs down over the smooth curve of her ass.

And with her eyes squeezed shut as she rides the wave, she doesn't see that, with painstaking caution, he's moved the chair far enough back from the desk to allow him to emerge from underneath it. True, the room is still dark, so their faces are shrouded in shadow...but in the dim, faint light filtering in from the window, he can watch the fleeting play of ecstasy across her face. Her whole body is a study in contrast between professional elegance and obscene pleasure. The silk blouse remained neatly buttoned up the front, and even her hair was coiled in a smooth french twist. But the animalistic grimace on her face, her guttural moans, the skirt hiked high above her bare thighs which glistened with her juices...all this painted a beautiful portrait of debauchery.

But just as he's drinking down the last of her nectar, watching her face as her passion slowly subsides, her eyes flutter open and fix immediately on his.

Her heart pounds and her eyes widen in recognition. She draws in a sharp breath. Before her mouth can form a single sound, however, in a blur of motion he's on her, his lips covering hers, his naked form pressing against her everywhere as he silences her with a kiss.

A long, smoldering kiss that has her melting into him as she savors the musky taste of herself on his tongue.
 

My mouth covers the words of shocked recognition. My tongue still tasting of her arousal, plunges into her throat. My hands are under her blouse, tearing at the snaps of her bra...palms suddenly full of firm warm tit...crushing...fondling...kissing her throat now, nuzzling against it...fingers rubbing, pinching her nipples...how often I've wanted to do this, seeing the little buds so provacative, straining under white silk blouses...how often I've wanted to feel her tender tips in my hands ...in my mouth...in my mouth... in my mouth.

TEAR!....tear open the blouse and bury my face between her lush breasts.
Squeeze them together, crush them tight...lick and kiss, suck and bite the crowning buds...she writhes beneath me while I engorge myself.
My cock is a huge aching iron pole white hot with need...

The chair slides, I slip to my knees...fuck!

I take her arms, pull her off the seat...no resistance.
My hands coil into her hair and I jerk her pretty face down...down onto my cock....THERE! LOOK AT IT BITCH..GO AHEAD LOOK AT IT!
My mind shrieks!

Suck it, lick it Miss High and Mighty and then I'm gonna fuck you with it.....

Oh Yesssssssssssssssssssss....
 
How long has this been coming?

My mind races -- he shouldn't be in my office. This is my sanctuary, my turf, I am in control of who gains access to my inner sanctum. And he has boldy breached that. He's charged right across the line and sought me out in the space where I should be self-possessed and assured of myself.

You have me crashing to my knees, you fucking bastard. Yeah, you want this, don't you? Me so hot and shaking for you that I don't care about ripped silk or bruised knees or the cum stains that won't wash out of my skirt. Well, baby, you'd better want it badly, you'd better be able to take me on -- because you've made me want it, too.

God, I can smell you everywhere! Your hard cock is hot and heavy in my mouth and the scent of your sex saturates me. It's in the dark coils of your hair as my nose bumps against your groin. It's on your swollen balls as they slap my chin. I can taste it with each fast, hard stroke of your throbbing pole -- fuck! My tongue can't get enough of you, baby. I don't care if I look like a cheap whore on my knees with my red, ripe lips wrapped around your raging dick. You've got something in there I want, and damn you, I'm going to suck it out of you until you can't fucking stand up. You think I maintain this calm, aloof exterior for myself? That I keep myself at arm's length so that I'll be safe? Not quite. Inside the Lady is a Tiger -- one you don't let out unless you're ready to pay the price. I want that lust that stirring inside you, I want your raw, animal passion. And, fuck you, you're going to give it to me, every last drop, whether it's in my mouth or my raging, hungry cunt.

I can feel it there, boiling inside you, baby. Your balls are so tight, so swollen with their load. Come on, put it where you want it.

My nipples are burning with need againt the rough, hairy surface of your legs. All I can feel is the need -- everywhere, from my throbbing pussy to the swooning, heated flush that has crept over my skin. I don't know what pushed you over the edge, what brought you here tonight of all nights. But I know what's pushing me over the edge.

You.


OOC: Mon cheri, on est a numero 7. To you, the conclusion.
 
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Drive it into her face..
One... for every time you've looked down your fucking nose at me.
Two... for every time I've seen you cross those long legs and smile, knowing I was looking.
Three... for all those times I've seen your asshole boy friend pick you up after work in his fancy car.
Four.... cause I goddam WANT TO!

Drive it into her face...yessssssssss.
Take it baby

Hands pulling you down on me....jamming it deep, deep enough to choke... God but your hot ...hot as fire...
My balls are aching, I feel myself turning over inside...
Gonna fill you with cum bitch, my cum...thick, creamy cum, cum for you, in you, cumcumcum...

NOW!
Use your hands dammit...SQUEEZE ME!
Christ if they could see you now...sucking me offfffff...sucking me...

OH Fuck..fuck fuck...gonna cum.

FINGERS DIG INTO YOUR SCALP, COCK JERKING IN YOUR MOUTH...FEEL IT...FEEEL ITFEELITFEELIT...

AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..LET IT...

GO

Cumming oh yesss sweetjesus cumming...your swallowing hard, trying to keep up...gulp it down gulp it down...more more
MORE

Pull it out!
IN YOUR FACE..RIGHT IN YOUR FACE...Last creamy spurts.
I LOVE IT
SLAPPING YOUR FACE WITH IT.
My thick fingers rubbing it all over your skin, your tits...spermbath for the BOSS LADY...

You like?

Breathing hard...looking at you lying on the floor, looking at your tits...nice like I thought they'd be...nice.

I want to see your ass now.

Hands on your shoulders, arms..tighten...turn you over...pull you up on hands and knees..Nice girl, nice little bitch.
Short skirt...sexy skirt, I fantasized about doing this today you know...
Lifting that skirt over your ass, around your waist...
Look at that!..bury my face in your ass...lick it...lick it...
Whats that?..are you moaning again...good, I'm gonna take you like a dog now baby, I'm gonna ram my cock right up that sweet little hole..which one?

BOTH OF THEM!!!!!!!!!!!

Grabbing my cock...spreading you apart...

WHATTHEFUCK...
WHATTHEFUCK!

The Door! It's the cleaning crew!
Shit they're early...christ they're EARLY!

Cramming my cock back in my pants...
Leaning over your back...
Whispering...
whispering..."tomorrow night we'll finish"
I slide my fingers up your cunt.
"An employee of this company always gets the job done."



OOC...Till next time Boss Lady.;)
 
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