In the bustling office of a large corporate firm, a woman named Samantha worked. She was a striking figure, with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes. But what truly set her apart were her ample assets – her huge, round breasts, which she often showed off with low-cut blouses.
One day, as Samantha was working late at the office, she felt a sudden urge to relieve some stress. She stood up from her desk and stretched, her full breasts pressing against the fabric of her blouse. She couldn’t help but feel aroused as she looked around the empty office, knowing that she was alone.
She walked over to the supply closet, her heart racing with excitement. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, her breath quickening as she reached up to unbutton her blouse. She let it fall to the ground, revealing her lacy black bra and the smooth, pale skin of her breasts.
She ran her hands over her nipples, teasing them to hardness through the fabric of her bra. She let out a soft moan as she pinched them, her pussy growing wet with desire. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground as well.
She cupped her breasts in her hands, feeling their weight and softness. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh of pleasure as she began to touch herself, her fingers dancing over her nipples and down to her panties.
She could feel the wet spot growing on the crotch of her panties as she rubbed herself through the fabric. She couldn’t take it any longer – she needed to feel release. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down, revealing her trimmed pubic hair and wet pussy.
She sat down on the floor of the supply closet, her back against the door. She spread her legs wide and began to touch herself in earnest, her fingers exploring her pussy and clit. She let out soft moans as she rubbed herself, her hips bucking with pleasure.
She was so lost in the moment that she didn’t hear the door to the supply closet open. It was only when she felt a warm, wet tongue on her clit that she opened her eyes and looked down. She saw a man, his pants around his ankles, his hard cock in his hand.
She didn’t know who he was, but she didn’t care. She was too far gone, too close to orgasm. She reached down and grabbed his head, pulling him closer as he licked and sucked on her clit. She could feel the orgasm building, her muscles tensing and her breath coming in short gasps.
And then, with a cry of pleasure, she came. She felt the waves of pleasure wash over her, her pussy clenching and releasing as she rode out the orgasm. The man continued to lick and suck on her clit, drawing out every last bit of pleasure.
When it was over, she lay back on the floor of the supply closet, spent and satisfied. The man stood up and pulled up his pants, giving her a wink before he left. She smiled and closed her eyes, already thinking about the next time she would be alone in the office.
