Strangers With Candy (Erotic Story Excerpt)
During a Halloween hookup, she finds that hotel lust is sweet….
The meeting was long, so I was pretty shocked to find the couple still in the elevator when I got back. Phillip happened to be there, which doubled my sweet pleasure as the pussy slamming part of the show had just commenced. Phillip looked uncomfortable, and tried to focus his gaze on the descending numbers of the elevator — 25, 24, 23, and so on — rather than the hot sex that was just inches away from us. I didn’t have that problem: I had watched them before, and I didn’t see any point in pretending I wasn’t going to watch them again. How could I not watch his hard, throbbing cock torpedo its way inside her hot honeypot as she held on to him tightly? And as he slid his hard cock in and out of her wet pussy over and over and over again, my mouth watered and my pussy got damp.
As I stared at the couple, from the corner of my eye I saw Phillip watching me watching them. Although he didn’t seem to have the nerve to look at them directly, he did seem to enjoy the fact that I was so shameless about watching them — and they were so shameless about fucking in public. And when the lusty exhibitionists finally orgasmed on the floor, it was clear that Phillip had been affected down south.
Although they did some afterglow canoodling until they eventually got up and out of the elevator, I was left with an unsatisfied heat rising up between my legs that I didn’t know what to do about. Phillip and I had yet another meeting to go to, but there was no way I would be able to concentrate on the boring minutiae that demanded my attention.
It was clear that Phillip had been affected down south.
Luckily, it turned out that Phillip would also demand some of my attention, clearly inspired by the elevator sideshow we had enjoyed so much. As the elevator flung open, Phillip grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the sliding doors. He led me down the hall to his office, where I coyly stalled at the door, pretending I didn’t know what we were doing there.
“Did we move the meeting location, Phillip?” I asked him.
“No, Jennifer,” he said as he pulled me inside and locked the door behind us. “I’m calling a quick meeting right now. Just the two of us.”
Before I could even tell him I was game for it, he started unbuttoning my blouse, exposing my hard nipples that were still poking through the thin fabric of my bra. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them in the palms of his hands, working my nipples with his thumbs. He pushed me up against the nearest wall and took one of my nipples in his hot, ravenous mouth, resting his teeth on it. He reached his hand up under my skirt and grabbed my pussy through my panties, which were already drenched from watching the elevator sex show. As he insatiably devoured my nipples, he hiked my skirt up to my belly, and moved my panties just enough to stick one of his fingers inside me.
“I see you liked that couple as much as I did,” he muttered as he plunged two more fingers into my wetness.
“I did,” I whispered, closing my eyes and enjoying him ravaging my hot spots. “I didn’t really think you noticed.”
“You couldn’t see how hard I was in the meeting? I know you were looking down there.”
“Bad lighting,” I moaned, swiveling my hips back and forth between the wall and Phillip’s hand.
It turned out that Phillip would also demand some of my attention….
Phillip yanked his fingers out of my hole, and directed me to his desk. His drenched hand swiped a stack of paperwork onto the floor as he pushed my back against the mahogany wood. He got on his knees in front of me, spread my legs, and spent a moment admiring my fuckable folds.
“Did you see them?” he asked me. “Did you see him sucking on her pussy like that?”
“Yeah,” I panted.
“Good,” he said. “Because I’m about to do the same thing to you.”
Phillip buried his face in my pussy, and with his tongue hanging out, he shook his head from side to side — licking every luscious inch of me as the juices gushed all over his face. He slurped me all up and took me to the brink of orgasm. Then he stood up and unzipped his fly, letting his cock spring out between the silver teeth that held his arousal in check. He shoved himself deep inside me. I stretched my arms out to hold onto each side of the desk, as our groins slapped against each other, harder and harder by the second. Finally, Phillip reached the part of my pussy that made me explode. He grunted and moved his hips faster and faster into mine, slamming his cock in my pussy as hard as he could. I thought I would fall off the desk from the intense vibrations of my second coming, but I held steady until he yelped and I felt his juices squirt inside of me.
Phillip wiped his face, tucked his cock back inside his pants, and motioned for me to get close to him. I got up off the desk and he grabbed my waist, pressing my body against his. He stuck his tongue deeply in my mouth, and I could feel my juices mixing with his saliva. He grabbed my ass and it was clear he was getting worked up again as our bodies fused together in a lusty embrace.
“As much as I would love seconds, we’re late for that meeting,” I said, backing away from his tight grip.
I thought I would fall off the desk from the intense vibrations of my second coming….
“I know,” he sighed, sticking a hand down his pants for one quick jerk of his cock. “I’d much rather be fucking you than talking about how all of these convention managers want to nickel-and-dime more deals out of us. We’re already discounting professional meetings to death, what more do they want?”
Talking business had clearly ruined the moment and it wasn’t long before my mood, like Phillip’s cock, had gone flaccid. We walked over to the meeting as if nothing happened, and even though we were both late, no one seemed to suspect a thing. For all I knew, some of my coworkers had been too busy with dalliances of their own to worry about us. Maybe that couple had inspired someone else the same way they had inspired me. The rest of the day dragged on and there were no more live sex shows performed by horny guests, and no more coworkers to distract me with their sweetmeat.
Want to find out what happened next? Check out Strangers With Candy for the rest of the story.
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