Bend over the desk

I slid off the bed and walked over to the desk. I placed my hands on the desktop and arched my back. Scott got the picture. He looked like part man, part gorilla as he strolled over and sidled up behind me.

"Oh, yea," he groaned as he slid back inside me. The extra height from the heels gave Scott the perfect position. He pulled out slowly then thrust back in. Again, then again, each time building in speed and **** until he was gripping my hips and pulling me back into each pounding motion.

"Oh, my God!" I moaned, overcome with pleasure. My knuckles ached as I gripped the edges of the desk.

"Oh, YES!" My arms gave out. I slumped forward, my bra-clad breasts slapping against the hard wooden surface. My legs trembled, the poor heels slipping and sliding on the hard linoleum floor. I planted my heel, pressing up to arch my back as Scott went for broke. The desk shook. I genuinely worried it might break and we'd both collapse onto the splintered wood. And that Scott wouldn't even stop fucking me if it did. I wouldn't want him to.

"YES! YES! YES!" I shouted as my body exploded for a third time. My body had betrayed me. I'm not sure how I stayed upright enough for Scott to plow me through another insane orgasm.

"Oh, my god," I groaned. Scott pulled out of me and I collapsed back into him. He held me up under my arms as I struggled to bring my lips to his. Suddenly, I was being whisked away as Scott dragged me over to the couch where we both slumped into the soft cushions, somehow molding into a nice, spooning cuddle.

"That was wild," I said. Scott laughed. I didn't know what it was, but there was a tension about him. His breathing was ragged, but not "recovering from an orgasm" ragged. I reached back to find his cock and-

Holy shit

He was still hard. I was so wrapped up in my own pleasure that I hadn't even noticed that Scott hadn't cum. I cupped his balls then slid my hand up and down his shaft, making sure to brush the sensitive underside with my palm.

"Oh, God, Mandy," he groaned. "I don't know if it has another in it. I know you did all that work to get it up and, my God, that was so sexy, but it's OK if I don't cum again."

"Don't worry," I told him. "Like I said, the night isn't over yet."