The Office Desire

In the dimly lit office, the hum of fluorescent lights mixed with the distant city sounds. A woman named Samantha sat at her desk, engrossed in her work. She was a striking figure with her fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders and her luscious curves accentuated by a form-fitting dress. Samantha’s most defining feature, however, was her huge, round breasts, barely contained by the fabric that stretched tautly across her chest.

Samantha’s heart skipped a beat as she felt a presence behind her. She turned around to find her colleague, Mark, standing there, his gaze fixed on her. Mark was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He had always found Samantha attractive but had never mustered the courage to act on his desires.

“I’ve been watching you, Samantha,” Mark admitted, his voice low and seductive. “You’re so beautiful, so confident. I can’t help but be drawn to you.”

Samantha’s breath hitched in her throat as she took in Mark’s words. She had always found him attractive, but she had never thought he felt the same way. Her eyes wandered down to his crotch, where she could see the growing bulge in his pants.

Without a word, Samantha stood up and closed the distance between them. She wrapped her arms around Mark’s neck and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths, their bodies pressed tightly against one another.

Mark’s hands roamed over Samantha’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples through the fabric of her dress. She moaned softly, her hips grinding against his as she felt his hard cock straining against his pants.

“I want you, Mark,” Samantha whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I want you right now.”

Mark didn’t need any further encouragement. He lifted Samantha onto her desk, pushing aside papers and pens to make room for her. She lay back, her legs spread wide as Mark knelt between them.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Samantha’s panties and tugged them down, revealing her trimmed red pubic hair. She gasped as she felt Mark’s hot breath against her pussy, his tongue darting out to taste her.

Mark licked and sucked at Samantha’s clit, teasing her with his tongue as she writhed beneath him. She moaned louder, her fingers tangled in his hair as she urged him on.

“Yes, Mark, just like that,” she cried out, her hips bucking against his face.

Mark slipped a finger inside Samantha’s wet pussy, curling it upwards to hit her G-spot. She cried out in pleasure, her orgasm building quickly as Mark continued to lick and finger her.

“Oh, fuck, Mark, I’m gonna cum,” Samantha gasped, her body tensing as she reached her peak.

Mark didn’t let up, his tongue working faster as Samantha’s pussy clenched around his finger. She screamed out in pleasure as she came, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

As Samantha came down from her high, Mark stood up and unzipped his pants. His hard cock sprang free, thick and long and already glistening with pre-cum.

Samantha sat up, her legs still spread wide as Mark stepped closer. He guided his cock to her entrance, pushing inside her slowly and deeply. She moaned as she felt him fill her, her hips meeting his thrusts as they began to fuck.

Mark gripped Samantha’s hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pounded into her. She moaned louder, her breasts bouncing with each thrust as she begged him for more.

“Harder, Mark, harder,” Samantha cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Mark obliged, his hips slamming into Samantha’s as he fucked her with everything he had. She screamed out in pleasure, her orgasm building quickly as Mark’s cock hit her G-spot over and over again.

“I’m gonna cum again, Mark,” Samantha gasped, her body tensing as she reached her peak.

Mark groaned, his own orgasm crashing over him as he filled Samantha’s pussy with his hot cum. She moaned, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her own orgasm.

As they caught their breath, Mark pulled out of Samantha and helped her down from the desk. They straightened their clothes, their eyes locked as they shared a lingering kiss.

“I can’t wait to do that again,” Mark whispered, his lips brushing against Samantha’s.

Samantha smiled, her body still humming with pleasure. “Neither can I,” she replied, her eyes shining with desire.

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