Caught Jacking: My Savage Office Conquest of Shy Bernadette

Empty office. Late summer heat chokes the air. Everyone gone. Just me and piles of junk from the move. Heart still races from Friday. She’d caught me. Pants down. Cock in hand. Minitel fantasy exploding. I’d stuffed it away fast. Shame burned. But she said nothing. Just blushed and left.

Monday night. Again alone. Sorting papers. Her too. Bernadette. The invisible one. Silent at lunches. Ordinary. Faded floral dress. Outdated glasses. Tight bun. Sweat stains bloom under her arms. Huge. Truck driver dark. My pulse quickens. Imagine thick bush there. Armpits hairy. Wild. Cock twitches. Heart hammers. Her scent hits me. Musky. Real. I circle her. Predator. She blushes deeper. Knows. Remembers my hard cock?

The Fever Ignites

Coffee break. Awkward silence. Then her whisper. ‘Can I see it again?’ Shock. She stares at feet. Red as brick. I unzip. Pull out half-hard shaft. She grabs. Strokes slow. Firm. Kneels. Tongue lashes. Sucks greedy. Office coffee machine witness. Colleagues’ spot. Now her feast. Saliva drips. Gland smears her glasses. Balls sucked. Tongue probes slit. I throb. Ache to explode.

Her mouth devours. Endless. Expert. Tease. Edge. ‘Oh fuck, slut, make me cum.’ Words spill. Filthy. She hungers more. Face fuck. Then eruption. Thick ropes lash her face. Glasses drip cum. She smears. Licks clean. Aspires every drop. Minutes pass. Cock milked dry.

Drag her to office. Secretary’s desk. She resists undress. Shy. Complexed. Patience. Reveal armpits. Long thick hairs. Sweat stench hits. Lick. Sniff. High. Drunk on her. Pussy next. Massive black bush. Overflowing panties. Push aside. Dive in. Sea salt tang. Fingers plunge. One. Two. Three. Four. She floods. Cums hard. Juice on my face. Swallow.

Blaze of Raw Possession

Impale her. Legs wide. Glasses cum-streaked. Eyes bulge. Thrust deep. Savage. Rip clothes. Bare tits flop. Small. Soft. Watch them bounce. Bush grinds my shaft. Faster. Eyes roll back. She bites lip.

Bend her. Ass up. Lick hairy anus. Finger it. She rubs clit frantic. Ready. Pierce ring. Slow. Deep. ‘Love cock in ass, whore.’ Sphincter grips. She explodes. Milks me. I flood her hole. Pull out. Blast cheeks. Wipe in crack.

She collapses. Panting. Exposed. Pussy leaks. I dress. Stare. She rises. Blushes nude. Covers. ‘Dinner?’ No. ‘Boyfriend waits.’ Lie. Later learn girlfriend. Fine. Her whisper: ‘Maybe again.’ Feet down. Blush eternal.

Skin still burns. Heart slows. Lived it. Devoured her ordinariness. Danger lingers. Office echoes empty. But pulse remembers. Total. Raw.