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The 6:30 pt 2
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Tom noticed the second text had an attachment. He opened the file and was presented with a picture..
A nicker less shaven pussy greeted him with a delicate tattoo of Peter Pan’s Tinker Bell, with her wand waving fairy dust over the top of her pussy with the script “Welcome To Never Never Land”
Tom’s cock was now raging, pushing hard to get out into the open. Tom wanted, more than ever now, to fuck the living daylights out of Gerry.
Just as Tom was unzipping his trousers he phone buzzed.
“Well Thomas, do you like Gerry’s little secret”
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Tom couldn’t hold back, taken his cock out even he was surprised how large it was from its normal erect state.
Picking his phone up he took three photos of his cock, the glossy wet red bellend and the precum flowing freely out and running down the shaft.
“Does this answer your question Gerry?” Tom replied.
Tom was intrigued by the photo she had sent, clearly a new one taken that morning, but where and by whom.
Just then Tom received another reply.
“Nice solid beefy cock Tom, Gerry wants that in every one of her holes, having your cum dripping into my knickers and swallowing your load as well” came Gerrys reply, together with another photo.
Tom stared intently at it, forgetting his cock was out and in his hand…so much so he hadn’t heard his office door open!
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Susan was 58, stood 5’8” slim with a figure that deceived her age. Standing in silence, she watched Tom at his desk, totally oblivious of her presence.
Silently she closed the door and pushed the lock button, while watching Tom slowly stroke his cock which, to her, appeared to grow bigger with every stroke.
She was aroused, her nipples push hard against her bra and blouse and her knickers wet.
Reaching behind her she unzipped her black pencil skirt, allowing it to fall gently to the floor revealing a pair of lace black crutch-less thong and a suspender belt holding up black stockings.
Her hand returning to the front and slipping into her knickers where her fingers rubbed her wet damp pussy and clit.
Stepping out of the skirt now on the floor, she ever so silently moved towards Tom, wanting his cock but curious as to what was transfixing him to his phone. |
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Looks like this is going to get wild.  |
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Tom, transfixed on the phone was unaware of Susan. He stared at the phone intently when a media video arrived in his in box.
Opening the file, Tom was greeted with Gerry now pulling her pussy open and fingering herself. As she played with her clit, Tom noticed tiny beads of fluid making her pussy glisten like wet leather.
Tom was also puzzled at who was videoing Gerry and where it was taking place.
Just as Tom was about to reply, he was taken off guard by Susan who grabbed his chair, turned it slightly, allowing herself to straddle Tom’s lap and cock.
With the precision of an air to air refueller she lowered herself straight down on Tom’s cock, with his cock entering Susan’s pussy at the first attempt thanks mainly to the wetness and moist pussy.
The size and girth of Tom’s cock surprised Susan at first, causing her to bite her bottom lip, while at the same time pulling Tom’s head and face into the cavity of her well formed tits, covered by her white office blouse. |
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Forcing down with all her might, Susan ground on Tom’s solid cock. Slowly lifting and dropping her pussy down on Tom, able through her sensitive pussy his girthy and veiny cock.
“Mmmm Thomas you feel so delightful in me…” Susan muttered as she drew breath.
Tom, attempted to push her back so he could breath and protest.
Every time Susan felt Tom resist she pulled him in tighter and begun to fuck him harder and faster.
“Oh Thomas what was my naughty boss watching to get his cock so hard….PA Susan must know” Susan said with a devilish tone.
Susan carried on bouncing, Tom kept resisting but still Tom’s cock was housed in the vixens pussy like a vice like clamp.
Running through Tom’s mind was his job, or lack of it if Susan bubbled him up and Gerry, the person he wanted to fuck more than Susan.
Susan then lent into Tom and whispered “you can last for ages, not cum yet, my my you are a good boy”
Susan was relentless, pearls of sweat begun to form snd Susan was getting hot.
With one hand holding onto to Tom, she undid her blouse with the free hand and unclipped her front fastened bra… “now sucking Susans tits Thomas” Susan demanded…..and suck them he did! |
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Grinding down on Toms cock, Susans pussy contracting like a snake swallowing its prey, she was in total control.
Every now and then she stop long enough to fell Toms cock throb and pulsate in her pussy, before grinding in circular movements on it.
Susan pulled Toms head back and spat squarely in his face. “You Susan’s bitch boy?” She asked Tom.
Tom stared back at her, his eyes full of hate and lust and replied “fuck you bitch, I’m no ones bitch” with that he spat back in her face, adding a grin to the retort.
Susans body rippled with electric at the reply and was even more turned by, what she regarded as disobedience.
She gave him one slap of face before pulling his head back into her tits and then started to bounce hard and fast on his cock.
“This time your going to cum and fill my pussy” she whispered in Toms ear.
As fast and hard as she could go, she knew Tom was close.
His upper body tightened and he started to gasp for air. His body was now rocking, kicking back into his chair.
Tom wanted to contain his ejeculation but he knew, as hard as he tired, he was going to cum…and cum he did.
Firing pulse after pulse of cum into Susans pussy, he knew that this was a hefty full load which would drip out of her pussy, he also knew that if she stayed on him, he’d fire another load, but this load he wanted to give her with him in control… |
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By *heswingerMan 17 weeks ago
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Over the years Tom had become well versed in removing his shoes and trousers without much effort, and although Susan had him pinned to the chair, today was no exception.
As Susan remained rooted to Toms cock, he sensed her beginning to fade, slow down to the point where she released her grip on his head, allowing it to fall back into the chair.
Looking at Tom and with a smile Susan said “well boss, that will do for starters, we’ll have to make a longer day of it next, won’t we?” The look in her eyes gave Tom the impression she thought she was in control.
As Susan lifted herself off, Tom said “I suppose you’re going to use this to your advantage and more so, against me?” Susan looked at Tom and replied “Tom what do you take me for?, but yes…after all I wouldn’t want you to loose your job and everything that comes with it, so our little arrangement will be good for us both”
With that Susan got off Tom, swinging her right leg over his lap, turning her back and walking towards the office sofa, while re-dressing herself.
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Stunned, Susan stopped in her tracks. Tom was like a lion taking its prey down.
Up out the chair he was on her in a flash, grabbing her hair and pulling it back while at the same time pushing her forward, over the arm of the sofa and planting her head face down into the cushions.
“So you want to play dirty do you Susan? Not sure your husband would be too impressed, but you’ve set the rules of the game” Tom whispered into ear.
With that Tom spat a large amount of spit onto her wet rosebud of an arse. Spitting into his hand he covered his cock before he rubbed his cock up and down her arse before taking aim and pushing his cock firmly and without ceremony into her arse.
Susan’s body tensed up and her scream was muffled by the cushion. Tom was balls deep into her arse…
“Now were where we my little office bitch?” Tom said, standing behind and feeling Susan’s arse wall and muscles contracting around his solid cock. |
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Slowly moving in and out of Susan’s arse, Tom got into his thrusting flow, each in take of Susan’s breath was met with Tom’s deep anal penetration.
“So how does it feel to be a proper office bitch Suzy?” Tom asked as he lifted her head off the cushion.
“I’ve been wanting this for so long Thomas, I want nothing more” Susan replied.
Tom picked up his pace, his balls slapping on Susans arse cheeks.
“So having two loads of Tommy boys spunk appeals does it….?” Tom asked
“Yes….fucking unload again in me” Susan begged, having met her dominant match.
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One final thrust and Tom began to pump his cum deep into Susans arse. With every thrust there after Tom released stream after stream of cum.
His body heaved as the organism sent pulses across his body. His legs buckled as he kept fucking Susan.
His cum started to blow back and fall out of her arse. Tom couldn’t stop he was in the zone.
Susan knew she was taking her first anal cum load. Her cries and moans muffled, never had she before had a man last so long even after cumming or quickly recover after she had fucked them.
Then like a tidal wave surge and the fact her clit was rubbing on the arm of the sofa Susan cum and god did she cum.
She squirted and gushed more than ever before. The intense feeling made her legs lift off the floor as she lost all control of herself and still Tom kept up with the thrusting. |
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One final thrust and Tom was empty, no more spunk and in truth he wanted to get back to his phone.
As he pulled he cock out if Susans arse, cum dripped out. Saving the floor he caught it in his hand, rubbed it around his cock then pulled Susan off the sofa.
“Clean me up then go to the office bathroom and sort yourself out, then get back to work” Tom said with an increasing tone of authority.
Susan duly knelt down and took Tom’s cock into her mouth, cleaning every last drop of his cum and hers.
Once cleaned she disappeared into the office bathroom while Tom retrieved his phone.
“Sorry for my delay, something came up at work” Tom replied, hoping the delay of 30 minutes wasn’t taken as a snub.
Instantly Gerry replied “No I’m good just hope you liked my little messages I sent”
Toms cock twitched “hell yes I did” came his reply.
With that Susan came out of the bathroom, looking like nothing had happened, her clothes in place, hair neat and her make up sorted.
As she got to the door Tom said “why did you come in Susan?”
“Oh yes I nearly forgot” she replied, the building work to your office extension has been approved and the builder will be here on Monday” Susan continued.
As she opened the office door she added “don’t forget your staying in London for two nights this week, you might like to see if anyone is free” looking at Toms phone, smiling before leaving the office, closing the door behind her.
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By *rgar27Man 16 weeks ago
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As soon as Susan had left the office Tom text Gerry.
“You up for a lunch date, I need to see you” Tom asked.
Expecting an instant reply he waited…he waited a full two minutes when Gerry replied.
“Me and tinkerbell would love that” came the reply, with an accompanying photograph of Gerry’s tattoo.
“Meet you at The Punch and Judy Covent Garden at 13:30?” Tom asked
“If you insist” came the reply from Gerry with her continuing “they have some nice lingerie shops around there, adding a winking emoji, just saying”
Tom’s mind started racing, having just fucked Susan he thought he was spent but his cock was running wild as was his mind at the thought of what Gerry would want and the colour.
“It’s a date and a deal…only the best for my commuting buddy” Tom replied, as he sat down at his desk putting the phone aside to concentrate on his work.
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Fab pls post more it's killing me what's going happen next |
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At just after 1, Tom left his office and hurried passed Susan who started to laugh.
“Lunch date Tom? She asked.
“Might be” Tom replied laughing.
Tom made his way out and onto the underground, resurfacing at Covent Garden.
As he waited outside, he didn’t notice Gerry approach him from behind, grabbing his backside and as he turned, planting a full on kiss. Breaking briefly they both reengaged and kissed, exploring each others mouths with their tongues before breaking again.
“Drink?” Gerry asked
“If we must” Tom answered.
Following Gerry inside Tom couldn’t remember Gerry wear the tight figure hugging skirt in the morning.
“Different skirt?” Tom asked
“Might be” came the reply….”what you having?” Gerry asked.
“You if I’m lucky” Tom replied
“Fuck me….” before Gerry could continue Tom interrupted her and said “Yes please if its on the menu”
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Absolutely brilliant story, I can't wait for the next installment |
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Looking forward to more of this |
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Oh god yes that worked for me this morning, utterly soaked the sheets x |
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Collecting their drinks they sought an out of the way table, which for this pub was hard, but they managed it.
As they sat opposite each other Tom took the opportunity to chance his arm and slid his right hand up Gerrys skirt, reaching the top of her stockings where his fingers met Gerrys warm flesh of her right thigh and the clip of her suspenders.
This triggered Toms cock. “Wow” he said “you really are a horny sexy woman” he continued.
“Thank you, I don’t do this for any Tom, Dick or Harry” she said, “just Dick” she added then gave a cheeky giggle.
Tom kept his hand where it was, Gerry had no reason to remove it and basked in the fact that the tables either side that had became occupied, clearly knew where Toms hand was and couldn’t care less.
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Rubbing his fingers on Gerrys flesh, Tom gazed into her eyes. His hand could only go so far but it went far enough for him to know she was enjoying the thrill. His fingers were being meet by trickles of fluid, finding a path down her legs.
Leaning in to Gerry he whispered “you’ve either just pissed yourself or you’re enjoying yourself?”
Gerry smiled “I’ve pissed myself” she replied before adding “I love piss play”
They both continued flirting with each other across the table, Tom getting another drink before looking at his watch.
“We need to get some shopping in before I have to head back to work” Tom said
Drinking up they both left, after rearranging her skirt Gerry walked out of the pub followed by Tom who instantly drew up alongside her and placed his left hand firmly on Gerry tight, well formed butt cheek. |
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Sounds like a Sue I knew at UM in Crosby |
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“So what is your favorite colour in the underwear department?” Tom asked
“Well I do like colours that reflect my mood” Gerry replied, adding “if I’m knicker wet horny, it’s RED, but if I’m obedient sexy it’s BLACK, old school colours I know”
Tom & Gerry continued walking until they reached a, what appeared to be, small boutique shop with ladies and mens underwear in the window.
Walking in Gerry was taken aback by the size of the shop snd three floors of total underwear emporium.
Ground floor was the basic knicker and bras..nothing here floated her boat, she was more interested in the full on sets.
“Hello sir, madam” said the pretty slim salesperson “can I help with anything?” My name is Amanda and I’ll be yout personal shopper” she added
“Yes, my girlfriend here would like to see you full set underwear sets please” Tom mentioned and with that they followed Amanda up to the 1st floor. |
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