Corset and Stockings

Alex leaves and several minutes later the door swings open. Alex stands in the doorway wearing high black (sheer) stockings and a black corset. To your delight it seems that she’s left her panties off. Your cock swells and you fumble with your belt as she saunters seductively over to you. The corset has given her small chest a semblance of cleavage and pulled her already slight waist so tight that you can easily wrap your hands completely around her.

Your pants fall to the floor and you stand facing each-other. Alex runs her hand through the hair of your chest. “Promise me something,” she coos, “I don’t want you to be too gentle.”

“I-“

“Because I won’t be.”

With that Alex pushes you back onto your desk and is straddling you. You hold your cock steady as she centers herself above it. You can feel her dripping wet warmth above you. The head of your cock brushing itself against the lips of her bald pussy is glistening with pre-cum. She glides gently so the tip of your head slides along the length of her slit, back and forth.

You slide your hands up Alex’s thighs as she lightly moans; then, with sudden ****, thrust up while pulling her down around you. She let’s out a deep moan. She begins to gyrate in gentle circles as you thrust up into her. Her moans are short and gaspy as the corset has bound her tightly. Even so you see how easily she’s being brought to orgasm. You change your rhythm to slowly drag the full length of your cock inside her tight pussy. She lets out a moaning scream as you slowly dip her down again and to your surprise you burst inside her at the same point.

After pulling out of Alex’s dripping pussy she looks slightly ashamed. “What’s the matter, Alex?”

“Coach, I did something bad.”