Sex in her office! (fingering/titjob)

Summer stands up, goes over to you, and sits on your lap. Her gem-like eyes are locked with yours, making this feel more intimate than it should have been: a basic hook up. But if this is how she goes, you aren’t going to complain.

You waste no time getting a handful of her body once your lips are locked, and your eyes are closed. The feel of her tongue and mouth converge on yours. Her smooth and warm skin generously meets your palms. She’s also firm, so she isn’t soft either. “So, you’re going to show me that not all outsiders in these parts are troglodytes, right?”

You don’t use words to reply to her question; instead, you lean yourself in and kiss her neck. This causes her voice to waver slightly and her words to stop -a low moan follows those broken-up words.

Summer pushes away to breathe, but you advance and **** her to assume to kiss you. You apply playful squeezes on her breasts and constantly stimulate her with some kind of sense.

When she pushes away the second time, you let her catch her breath. Then, you run your hands down her torso and begin to undress her. She doesn’t protest or fight this action. She instead gets off your lap, allowing you to undress yourself as she does the same entirely.

Neither one of you can help but admire each other’s bodies. But, of course, you have your share of scares, and so does Summer. But, other than those blemishes and past wounds, you’re both in immaculate condition.

As soon as you sit back down, she’s back on your lap. This time only in her underwear (a matching black set!) and continues to kiss you. She’s twice as warm in your hands now and twice as inviting! You place your hands on your bare thighs and rub them down, quickly traveling between her legs to find her honey pot, only covered by a thin piece of cotton. Your finger pads find her bud and subtly massage it through her panties.

Summer lets out a weak moan as you make your small circles. Her voice rings out unangelically, which drives you to continue. Simply touching her isn’t enough for you, however, so you slide your fingers past her underwear and tease her lips with your index and middle finger, giving her four of your fingers at once as she sits there and takes it.

Slowly, she parts herself to you. Then, her legs separate further apart so you can continue your intimate massage. “Ooh~ fuck! Your fingers feel good. I like it~.”

More of her professionalism fades. A horny slut takes her place. You feel her fingers tightening on your shoulders while your fingers feverishly work her closer to her orgasm. Her forehead marbled with sweat, and she exhaled. “I’m really s-s-sensitive right now~?!”

You continue to touch Summer, exploring her limits and her body all alike, spreading her lips and dipping your pads while you watch her face twist and burn with intense pleasure so early in your session. Then, suddenly, you take one of your fingers and one of your fingers into her gash, causing her to jolt and let out a sharp gasp before melting almost completely down on top of you.

You slide in and out of her pussy quickly, then you promptly find her G-spot, making her fight her squeals and moans between her awkward squirms. “Yes! Yes! That’s good! Keep going! Yes!! Keep going!!”

Tired of not seeing what her gender looks like, you tear her panties off and toss them aside. Her lips glistened with her juices. With her legs this far apart, it gives you an excellent look at her dripping vagina.

She covers her red face with her hands. The feeling of your fingers being gone after being so well stimulated by them drives Summer up the wall, so she mumbles and whimpers as her body shakes. “Finger me…Finger me!! Please!!! I told you to keep going, remember?!”

“Right,” you swallow and look down, sliding one finger back into her moist hole, moving it in and out of her with slick ease. Finally, she arches her back and lets out a beautiful moan.

You push in a second into her pussy. Again, you slip inside easily and begin to finger-fuck her while she trembles. Her moaning becomes more intense and becomes louder. She continues to beg you for more nonetheless.

Summer’s moaning has grown to such a significant volume that you start to worry if people hear all of this. Your fingers curl slightly, but then you plug in a third hole. She’s starting to feel pretty tight right now, but you love seeing Summer arch this much with her body put out on display.

Three fingers glide. Her soft insides coil and grip them, fighting every one of your attempts to leave Summer’s snatch. She begs for a fourth finger, something to stretch her wider - she’s in so much pleasure you’d feel guilty rejecting her plea.

Your pinky joins the others. You half-consider stuffing your thumb into her too, but she says that’s enough and begins to cum

Summer’s so tight with four of your fingers plugging her that you’re sure she’s already had a couple of micro orgasms through this whole interaction. However, you listen to her anyway and begin thrashing your fingers in and out of her, ruining her in an instant. Finally, she screams as all of her honey begins to spill all over you, coating your fingers in her lube.

Your fingers a deep inside of Summer. You’re nearly palm deep. One last time, she curses and says things you don’t understand. It’s all just perverted nonsense. You get off listening to it; however, you also love listening to the wet fucking being made by her vagina and your raw-dogging fingers.

It’s a tight fit with fingers in there, but your free hand maintains its quota by giving each of her tits a good squeeze and massage, just to keep her brain split on her nerves feeding into pleasure into her mind.

When Summer can finally recollect herself, she looks up at you with cheeks so flushed it looks like she’s naturally this pink. Her sapphire-eyes glow weakly. “That was…certainly the best finger-bang I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing…”

Summer glances down and gulps. “I can’t leave you with a weapon that, can I?”

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Summer pushes herself off from your lap and spreads your legs, taking your cock out. Her smooth fingers move up between your legs and then over your balls.

Without any kind of hesitation, her fingers wrap around your digits. Slow, prominent strokes work your shaft down to the base and then the tip. She brings herself close to your erection and spits, once again lubing you with her own fluids. This time, all the wet sounds are coming from your gender. She looks up at you and licks her maw, spitting again, and then wraps her tits around your length.

The use of her breasts for you makes your cock throb. The display, mixed with the warm surrounding feeling, makes you exhale warmly. Of course, the quick use of her spit as lubricate makes this whole thing that much better!

Summer looks pleased with how turned on you’ve become. She watches her work as she squeezes her boobs around you, adding spit between passes, making it sound lewder and a lot more smooth. Not to mention, the girl doing it so sexy you can’t don’t think there’s another girl inside the building you’d rather have doing this.

Before too much time can pass, you can feel your climax rapidly approaching. Summer, experienced with the men’s orgasms, also senses this and giggles. “I guess you kind of edged yourself while fingering me, so I shouldn’t be surprised!”

Her whole body is against yours, warming you with not just her natural heat but also her saliva as it drains down your shaft and over your balls. It’s a slick sensation that you enjoy quite a lot, so you let her thrust her body and move her tits, milking your rod like she was dating you this whole time.

Both parties feel each throb. Summer’s smile is blissful and grossly perverted; you can feel your jizz building in the inside, ready to spur out like a hose. Her last few breaststrokes pass over you much more profoundly - your rod is slimy with spit, sweat, and emotion; she’s done this a dozen times before!

Your final thought before you feel the rush of cum unleashing from your balls was: why would anyone ever cheat on Summer?

That rush of ecstasy you were experiencing before your thoughts were interrupted became the sole focus of everything when your dick gushed out hot sperm. There was so much of it that her face was caught by the stream; not just her breasts! She giggles and licks some of the debris off with her tongue and winks at you, still slowly milking your penis until she’s sure you are all done.

“Looks like I’ve successfully disarmed you,” Summer says, standing up. “And now I should probably get cleaned up. Unless you have something else in mind?”

“We should probably stop,” you murmur.

Summer nods. “We probably should…”