| it always begins with skimpy satin clothing, mere rags which barely cover my upturned breasts. sometimes, narcissist that i am, i linger over the mental visuals of my sun-warmed skin kissed by flutters of champagne coloured satin. a cutaway here to reveal the curve of my breast as i lift my arm; a shadow there to hide my perfumed inner thigh. yes, it always begins with me, in satin. (i'm dressed in far less than i would ever really wear to work, but) i rise from my chair and i stalk in my heels to the front of the room. i pause to regard them, a semi-circle of suited men, crouched like dark spiders in their leather cocoons. their faces are blank. i turn. i feel their intake of breath, their collective bent forward, as i raise my arms high to pull down the projector screen. my skirt is so short they'll know by now that my knickers are barely deserving of the name. i turn back and begin the presentation. as i talk i prowl the room, brushing a shoulder here, a cufflink there. i lean over the table to make a point, my ridiculous camisole ripely revealing my strawberry nipples. one man sucks on a pen, another cups his hands unconsciously as though kneading my breasts. still another relaxes smirking in his chair, hands behind head, legs open wide, unashamedly erect. i've been speaking for ten minutes when i feel the first hand on my butt. my speech never falters but i press myself slowly into the unknown man's palm and the buzz between my legs intensifies. his fingers move in slow circles, rucking my skirt up ‘til i feel his finger slip between my buttocks, under the skimpy silk panties. i can’t help a small moan, but i manage to continue my dissertation. a moment later, another hand smooths my shoulder, tracing the contour of my arm, taking with it the slender strap which held up my camisole. i am naked from the waist up in a room full of men i barely know, held by a man for display, and i have never been so turned on in all my life. as i stretch across the table to hand a sheaf of graphs to the men, i feel a sudden firm pressure on the small of my back and i find myself pressed face down against the table and quite unable to move. the hand which was exploring my ass becomes bolder, long fingers carefully probing my entrance, dipping into the liquid inside. i gasp, giving up all pretence of continuing the speech. all i can do is helplessly spread my legs in welcome, and wait: for whatever he chooses to do to me. to my shock, the world goes dark. he has used his tie as a blindfold. my arms are pulled – not gently – behind my back, tied also, and now i really am helpless. the room is silent, heavy with expectation. i shiver. i can’t bear that he’s not touching me. without warning there’s a leg between my thighs and he’s thrusting them apart, my knickers discarded. i tense. but the expected pain never comes: instead his fingers are back, gentle but knowing, moving deliciously into my cunt. i’m groaning, pressing myself into his hand. then i feel his mouth. he’s delicately kissing the edges of my thigh, lapping higher and higher, making me quiver as he flattens his tongue on my clitoris. my hips buck and he stills. when he’s sure i’m calmer, he recommences that gentle lapping, tracing the lips of my pussy. his tongue softly probes my anus and i jerk in pleasure. then he takes his hands away and i’m left hyper-aware and whimpering, longing for the next touch. a penis nudges against the lips of my cunt and i spread my legs as wide as i can, desperate to be fucked. i hear a chuckle and i’m unceremoniously flipped over on the table. hands grab my thighs and drag me, and the cock is barely positioned at my entrance before it’s driven into me so hard i gasp for air. i open my mouth and it’s filled with another cock before i can breathe. hands rip at my clothing, pinching my nipples, biting my belly, sucking at my skin. the man fucking me is going so hard i’m shuddering helplessly on the table, unable to find purchase to meet his thrusts. he bellows and goes rigid and i savour the feel of his come spurting inside me. he pulls out and i feel another push him aside. the cock is removed from my mouth and again i’m manhandled, this time lifted roughly onto my knees on the table. i feel a man clamber beneath me, strong hands gripping my waist, and i’m sinking onto another penis, this one straight and fat. i struggle against my bonds, wanting my hands free, and am shocked when a hand tangles in my hair, wrenching my head back. a mouth bites sharply at my throat as fingers cruelly twist my nipple. the answering throb in my cunt is primal and i hear more laughter as i shudder and moan. i’m pushed forward, my breasts squashed against the chest of the man inside me, my head still held back. again a cock is shoved into my mouth, and there are hands locked behind my head. i’m choking on cock. and then there’s an oil-coated finger probing my anus and i whimper: surely no more? the finger eases inside, then two. i tighten my inner muscles around the thick cock in my cunt and push back against the fingers in my ass. i want more, and i know i’m going to get it. the cock that invades my asshole is long and thin, and i take it all in one smooth thrust. the man it belongs to grunts in delight and slaps my butt sharply. somebody’s hand pinches the skin on my hip, another claws my breast so hard i know i’ll bruise badly tomorrow. i can’t breathe around the cock in my mouth. the two men inside me have sparked up a rhythm that’s leaving me jolted, on fire. the pain striping my skin makes me need it, need more. i’m so close to coming it’s unbearable and then a man wraps his hands round my throat and begins to squeeze, and the edges of the world spin into a mind-shattering orgasm. |
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