On the couch

Jean is showing increasing enthusiasm as she sucks and strokes your cock, but you want more. The thought that Jim Gavin hasn't sampled this blonde waif's pussy yet makes your decision for you. You pull her to her feet, then bend and pick her up, carrying her to the couch as she squeaks in surprise.

"Don't I please you sir? I know I'm just learning. I'll try harder." You ignore her, dropping her onto the couch and pushing her down, sucking one of her tiny breasts completely into your mouth. She groans and arches her back, pushing against you, holding your head to her.

"Mmmmmmm, that feels so good, I love that," she moans, and then gives a happy little yelp as you release that breast and turn your mouth to the other. Your hands are playing over her firm little ass, kneading her cheeks, then slide one hand around, rubbing your fingers against her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh, that makes me shiver," she whimpers. She's not lying, her body is trembling as your fingers part her pussy lips, stroking her, exploring her. She's wet and getting wetter as you touch her, and she gently rubs herself against you. You gently bite her nipple and tug, and she gives an eager squeal and holds her breast to your mouth.

"You're going to fuck me, aren't you?" she pants, rubbing against your hand. "You're going to fuck me right here in your office. You're going to be my second cock. My first man. The other one was just a boy." She reaches down and grasps your cock, stroking it as she rubs herself against your hand.

"You'll be gentle, won't you? Gentle when you fuck me. You're big and I'm so little, and I'm afraid you'll hurt me. Please be gentle. Please be gentle when you put this in me," she implores you, stroking your throbbing cock. You pull her closer, your hands under her knees, spreading her thighs wide. Your eager cock rubs against her her swollen lips, and you love the sound of her whining in anticipation.

There's some moaning and purring going on across the room too, and you turn to see Amanda's head between Laurel's thighs again, your wife holding her there, her own neck arched back, her mouth open and gasping. Grinning, you turn your attention back to the blonde waif spread helpless in front of you. She panting, her face slightly sheened with sweat, her expression wanton and eager.

"You're going to fuck me, you're going to fuck me with this, I'm yours to fuck sir, I'm yours," she's rubbing herself against your cock, her moisture running hot over the tip, the musky aroma of her arousal filling your nostrils. You thrust forwards, pushing the tip of your cock into her pussy, feeling it contract and squeeze around the invader.

"Fuck you're tight!" you groan, slowly pumping the tip into her, trying to drive it deeper.

"You're so big, so big," she whimpers, her hips pumping trying to help you enter her. "So much bigger than that boy, so much thicker. You're filling me, you're starting to fill me, oh please be gentle."

You've got about half of your throbbing meat buried in her tight cunt now, and she's holding onto your shoulders as you bite her neck. Her body starts to meet your thrusts, trying to drive your cock into her. You reach behind her and grab her loose blonde hair and tug it sharply, pulling her head back.

"Oh God I Love That!" she cries and drives her hips frantically against you, engulfing the rest of your cock with one thrust, then pumping against you, her ankles locked behind your back, starting a rhythm of fucking and moaning.

"You're so deep, so big, this is so good, keep pulling my hair, keep pulling my hair," she chants as you fuck her. You keep her head pulled back while your mouth ravishes her pale skin, driving her to greater frenzy. Her knees clamp you tight, holding you as you pound her hard, driving your swollen cock deep into her.

Very thoughtful of Jim Gavin to send you such a nice treat, you think, as you consider how you want to finish.