Oral Sex Phone Sex With The Boss Man! Phone Sex-Part 2

Dismissively, he said, “Well, I presume you want more than to just stand there looking desperately horny. Remove your shirt. It will help with the heat.” My jaw dropped, and heat rushed to my cunt. I should have turned a heel and marched out of his office right then, like any sane woman. But my fingers flew to the buttons of my blouse. I undid them with trembling hands and laid my shirt on the desk. Then I stood there, in front of my boss, in a bra, skirt, and heels. My pussy was absolutely aching. And yet, he sat there, still typing, eyes still glued to his screen. Was this a big joke? Or did he think I wasn’t worth looking at? oral sex phone sex.

I just wanted him to look at me, to like what he saw.

“Reach over here and free my cock before it explodes.” He kept typing. Was he serious? I needed to get out of here, fast.

“Now.” This time, he looked at me. And his impatience was unmistakable. I started around the desk, to go to his chair. He stood before I took two steps, reached across, grabbed my hair in a fist, and forcefully slammed me down against the desk. He lowered his mouth to my ear. His breath was hot.

“I said reach, Miss Chloe. Do not disobey me again, or the entire office will see you for what you are.” This was my cue to leave. He was psycho, obviously. His hand was still painfully tangled in my hair, I was bent uncomfortably over the desk, but my body didn’t listen to my logic. It was as if electricity coursed through my veins, all headed for my bare cunt. My inner thighs had grown slippery from my arousal, and I was acutely aware of the fact as I bent over with my skirt riding up. oral sex phone sex.

I listened to my body, and let the logic slip away.

reaching my right arm up to awkwardly unbutton and unzip his pants, his crotch level with my face, his grip tight in my hair. I pushed his slacks down as much as I could and finally manage to pull his cock out so that it unintentionally hit me in the face. Holy shit, I thought, it was huge. I only had a second to appreciate his massive member before he forced it into my mouth and against the back of my throat.

I immediately gagged and heard him give a small groan. He pulled out a bit, then pushed right back in, pulling me by my hair further onto his cock. I felt something give in the back of my throat, and he filled me up. He held me there, gagging. I could feel my eyes water and widen. What if he didn’t let up? I brought my hand up to push against him. He pulled out of my throat, and I gasped for air. oral sex phone sex.

Then he took his other hand and put my arm behind my back.

“You will not touch me again,” he instructed And I didn’t dare. He took my mouth again, this time pumping in and out. Fucking my mouth. Fucking my reluctant throat. I gagged and gasped and choked. I tried not to, but I couldn’t help it. He barely let me breathe And then, I felt him push deep again, and his enormous cock pulsed against my tongue, as he let out a strangled groan. Again, I started to panic, with his huge cock cutting off my air supply, and my gag reflex kicking in. I could feel his hot cum in my throat, and I had no choice but to accept it. Finally, when I was about to disobey him and push him away, he pulled out of me, but with firm instructions: “Swallow it, Miss Chloe.”

I swallowed, and gasped, and swallowed again.

His cum was sticky, and it lingered in the back of my throat as I choked for a decent breath of air. I put both of my palms against his desk to steady myself now that he released my hair from his grasp. I watched as he pulled his underwear and slacks back over his still hard cock and zipped up. He looked at me for a second. His expression was a mixture of amusement and smug satisfaction. oral sex phone sex.

“You may collect yourself and go now. Miss Chloe, do not forget to maintain a professional look in my office at all times.”

With that, he regained his seat and returned to his work. In silent disbelief, I pushed myself back up to standing, on shaky legs. My back was stiff from being bent over. My chest heaved as I struggled for normal breathing. keeping my teary eyes downcast as I put my shirt back on and smoothed down my hair. I got to my knees to gather up all my useless papers. I stood, and hesitated, daring to look at my boss, who had just bent me over his desk and fucked my throat like it was a normal occurrence. oral sex phone sex.

Turning slowly on my heel,I made for the door, taking careful steps.

“Miss Chloe,” my ears perked up and I turned eagerly to him. “Do not bother to wear underwear tomorrow. I would hate to destroy any of your clothing. And please be prompt for our 11 o’clock meeting.” With that, I was dismissed.

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