Body writing bliss

“Where’s the fun in me telling you” you said, moving from where you were stood at her side so you could get closer to her ear.

“...It would be so much better to see when this blindfold comes off, don't you think? Or better yet, I could get you dressed and you’d have to wait until you got all the way home before you could find out” you continued, seeing a hitch in her breath as the thought of that scenario filled her with expectations she didn’t even know she wanted.

“Nothing visible after I’m clothed, okay?” Grace said, giving you the go ahead to do what you had planned.

“Of course. I think we should keep this all to ourselves but…A few pictures after I’m done won’t hurt right?” you replied, moving back towards her side so you could see the canvas you now had in front of you.

Grace twitched slightly at the sound of the marker lids coming off and got to work slowly writing and drawing what you wanted. You had both a red and black marker so you started off with a trailing line of hearts that ran down her centre, just to get her used to the feeling without her trying to guess if you were actually writing any words. You felt chest heaving as you did the same on her tits, two hearts circling her nipples as you got a moan out of her.

You could see one of Grace’s hands trying to sneak towards her pussy and this time, you let her get some stimulation, only stopping her when her pace got too fast or if you could see her getting too close. With her like that, you felt like you had free reign to get more explicit.

You wrote “Owned by Max'' just below her collarbone as if to mark her first and while you knew I would show up with the top she had had on, you saw multiple jackets in her office that could cover her. With that being the start, you used all the dirty talk you knew she loved that would all be hidden from view.

“Cum slut” just hidden below the remains of your last load

“Attention whore” “Bimbo” “Nudist” “Fuck toy”

All covering her stomach at various angles and sizes, looking chaotic on her otherwise pristine skin.

You moved down to her thighs after that, standing at the foot of the desk and pushing her legs apart. You got a small yelp out of her when you pulled her right to the edge of the desk but you acted like she had said nothing, moving to start your writing again. You also stopped her hand from playing with herself other than a light circling of her clit with her fingers, knowing you would be getting much more involved soon after this.

You started putting tally marks on one of her inner thighs, knowing how many times she had let you cum on or in her and letting your fingers linger oh so close to her pussy as you wrote. The other thigh then looked surprisingly bare as you mulled over what to write and while you had run out of other pet names and appropriate insults, you found yourself writing before you could really think.

“Get Emma”

“Let her see you like this”

Knowing you wouldn’t be able to see the aftermath of that only brought a smile to your face as you imagined everything that could happen between the two of them while you weren’t there to somehow guide them.

“Please Max” Grace moaned, the pause after your last stroke getting to her.

You added one final arrow just above her pussy with “use me” above it before finally clicking the lid back on the pen. You grabbed your phone and took the pictures you wanted, making it quicker than you would have normally given how **** she was starting to sound.

“I’m so close… I…” Grace said again, her voice catching in her throat before she continued.

“I’m not on birth control” she revealed, stopping you in your tracks.

You hadn’t even considered what she was suggesting and it was something you had thought was off the table when it came to Grace, at least for the moment.

“That’s fine. I wasn’t expecting us to do that today so just let me take care of you” you replied, quickly making sure her concerns were alleviated.

You couldn’t exactly mention that the KDK had gotten rid of her concern either so you left it at that, knowing there would be opportunities in the future.

Instead, you did what you originally planned to do, putting yourself between Grace’s legs and starting to kiss one of her knees that she held up on the table, planting your lips on her skin before moving further down. You continued teasing her as you moved towards her inner thigh circling around to kiss her other thigh before you let your mouth hover over her pussy.

You had to readjust to get yourself comfortable but Grace’s legs almost immediately locked around your head as soon as your tongue made contact. Her hands moved to the back of your head and she gripped your hair as if she was already holding herself back.

She was incredibly wet and just from trying to get a taste of her, you could already tell she was hooked on every movement you made. You had rarely given oral but given how much she was enjoying what you were doing you considered Grace to be a good woman to practice on, finding what made her moan the most and what areas you should focus on.

After being on the edge for so long it didn’t take much for her to cum, her legs squeezing you harder as the pleasure spiked you felt a gush of fluid against your tongue. Even after that, you only gave her a few seconds to recover, starting back at the gentle teases and kisses around her lips before you worked back up.

Your mouth seemed to naturally move up towards her clit and you kept your touch light, bringing a hand up from your side with your fingers now replacing where your lips had been before.

The view you got looking up was extraordinary and you could see so much more when Grace took one of her hands up towards her face, trying to silence her moans when she remembered she was still in her office at work. You could see all the writing you had marked on her skin and the way she was breathing let you see the rise and fall of her chest, nipples clearly erect with the heart shape drawn around them.

You didn’t let yourself get distracted by the view but as you continued, pushing her higher and higher, you watched as the muscles in her stomach tense. A bigger wave beginning to crash over her compared to earlier.

It felt like you were going to suffocate when she pulled you tightly to her mound, your tongue flicking across her clit as muffled moans tried desperately to leave her mouth. Her hand still on your head locked you in place and her hips squirmed against the desk, trying to get any extra contact as the orgasm tightened every muscle in her body.

You did your best to push her to the **** and you could taste the reward on your lips, barely having enough breath when Grace seemed to go slack, her fingers loosening from your hair and her thighs falling away from the sides of your head.

Like a puppet who had had its strings cut loose now that the deed was done.