Pauline Orr - The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 18

Samantha let go of the erection and slid her hand under her skirt. Grabbing at her panties she pulled them down her thighs until they slid down her lower legs to her ankles.

She pulled up her skirt and moved to sit with her ass perched on the edge of the desk. Reaching out to the stiff shaft again she dragged Gary forward until she could stroke the head of the cock on the wet skin between her parted thighs.

“Put it in me,” she gasped as the surge of exhilaration took her breath away.

Gary slapped her hand away and took over the job of stroking his cock between her thighs. There was no teasing involved as the hunger to get inside came on strong. He worked the tip of his cock to the warm, wet opening and hesitated for only a second to get in position before throwing himself forward. His cock split the slick pussy lips open as it plunged inside forcefully until he made his boss take his full length.

Samantha cried out as the rough penetration sent a wave of ecstasy coursing through her veins. She wrapped her arms around Gary to embrace him tightly as he held his cock inside her then let go to lean back and rest her hands on the desk.

He took hold of her hips as the excitement of the moment grew and began to rock his body. Samantha winced as his fingers dug in her flesh and he pulled her forward as he started to thrust back and forward. The deep, forceful strokes made them both gasp as they lost themselves in the intoxicating thrill of the office sex.

Gary threw himself forward with increasing vigor as his passion mounted until his cock was flashing in and out of the wet hole at a frantic pace.

The climax rushed up on Samantha as the erection stroked along her slick pussy walls. Gary’s midriff rubbed on her clit each time he pushed deep, but she wanted more.

She pushed her lover back and turned around as she dropped down from the desk. It left her leaning face down over the desk and as Gary worked to get back inside her she stroked a hand to her clit. She rubbed on the erect little bud furiously as she was pounded from behind until the furious intensity of them coming together overwhelmed her.

The climax was something special as the heat ripped through her body and brought out violent shudders that rocked her body. She urged her lover to push deep as her muscles tightened and cried out as her pussy clamped around him.

The spasms of her pussy walls rippled her around the hardness and as the peak of the orgasm took hold she gave herself over completely to the sensation. It finally passed and her shudders slowly faded away to trembles that made her knees buckle.

Samantha collapsed down on the desk and knew what was coming as the grip on her hips tightened. Her legs banged against the desk as Gary went all out to bring on his own climax.

He powered his erection in her wet pussy as his lust burned out of control until he pushed himself all the way. He rocked his head back as the powerful convulsions sent a torrent of white rushing from him. The thick streams of cum splashed deep as he pushed himself forward to force Samantha against the desk.

He held her in place as the jerks of his cock grew stronger and then died down as the thrill of the climax faded away. He backed off a little as he tried to recover and the power drained from him.

“Fuck… I could get used to working like this,” he said when he pulled out.

Samantha pushed herself up from the desk and grinned as she turned. “I just bet you could,” she said as she grabbed hold and pulled him to a passionate embrace.

She sat back against the desk and looked down to see the cum trickling from her. “Go and check if there is anyone out there,” she said. “I need to get to the restroom.”

Gary quickly got dressed and went to have a look. “All clear,” he said and she went to clean herself up.

“Let’s get out of here,” she said when she came back. She pulled Gary to another passionate kiss when the elevator doors closed to trap them inside. They moved apart before the doors opened again and walked to the exit of the office building.

“See you tomorrow,” she said with a grin.

“Yes boss,” he shot back as he turned to walk away.

Samantha watched his taut ass cheeks and shook her head. “Need to really get my hands on those the next time,” she muttered under her breath and the grin spread wider on her face as she turned to head for home.

by Carla Burke

The port was alive with activity; being the quickest route from England to France it was always guaranteed to be busy. I pulled up my car into the ever growing queue to the passport control booth. After checking in there I could get straight on the boat in my car.

Around me were numerous families and groups of friends eager to get on to the ferry. I was seemingly the only person alone that wasn’t on a business trip. Men and women in suits stood around typing rapidly on their phones, the only others by themselves. They were probably used to the hectic travel life, most likely having to put up with the queues and people every week.

I however was unused to this kind of life; this was my first trip out of England in almost 5 years and I was quite scared. My mind wiped back to my husband, the man I had found cheating on me a few days prior to me being here. I had returned home early from work and caught him in an exposed position with one of my friends.

Needless to say I had left as quickly as I could, not bothering to grab any supplies. Staying with my mother I knew I had to get out of the country, luckily she had been keeping my passport. The passport was only just in-date since I had gone on my honeymoon.

I could just imagine what everyone was saying back home, ‘poor Robin, only married for 5 years and soon to be divorced at only 27 years old’. It would be the typical gossip that spreads so quickly in a small village. People I had only met once would act like they knew my whole life, although they probably did.

The loud sound of a horn burst through my pitiful thoughts. Looking forwards I realised I hadn’t moved the car and there was a large gap in front of me. I turned my head to frown at the car that had beeped me; only to be met by a very strange sight.

Behind me, sat in a shiny black BMW was a young man, similar to my own age. He was by himself, unusual given where we were and he wasn’t wearing a suit. He was looking at me, a large smirk evident on his lips. His car was only a few centimetres away from my own so I could see him clearly through the back window.

He continued to look at me curiously until something else flickered across his face. Confused I tried to figure out what he was thinking, until another loud blast rang through my ears.

I jumped in my seat, not expecting the sound. I frowned at the man again, furious this time, and was met by soundless laughing coming from his mouth. My cheeks blazed angrily as he didn’t let up; his eyes were sparkling with amusement while I sat there annoyed.

Toying with the idea of jumping out of the car and punching him in the face I caught sight of the security guards mulling around the cars. Thinking that it may not be the best idea I put my foot on the pedal and sped forwards to fill the gap in front of me.

I was only 4 or 5 cars away from the booth now and I was growing even more nervous. This idea of just picking up and leaving the country with no spare clothes and no plan was starting to seem less like the adventure I had imaged and more like a nightmare.

I looked back over at the man behind me, praying he had stopped laughing by now. When I caught his eyes he erupted back into the same fit he had been in before. I stuck a large mental note in my head to find him as soon as I got onto the ship.

Although it was mostly out of anger, something was different about the handsome man travelling by himself. Not many people would just pick up and leave the country by themselves, which in itself made him interesting. Plus now I was newly free after 5 years, new emotions had started to build up inside of me. After only a few days certain desires that were previously unknown to me were beginning to surface. I shifted my leg restlessly, squeezing my thighs together.