Risky Desires Pt 01

I kept a steady pace as my cock pierced into Soraya's pussy from behind. I had both of my hands firmly placed on her thick ass, slapping it periodically and alternating between the left and right cheeks. My grunts contrasted with her gentle moans and I watched the sweat from my forehead drip onto her smooth and dark brown skin. The edge of the bed thumped on the wall with every thrust. I glanced at the headboard mirror in front of us to see the sexy expression on her pretty face, savoring my cock driving into her. She tossed her gorgeous black hair to one side of her face and adjusted herself on her forearms to arch her ass higher. I read her cue and pummeled into her a little faster and harder, intensifying the slapping sounds of my thighs against her ass. I watched her bubble butt bouncing and rippling as I slammed into her.

"You're quiet tonight," Soraya said in her sweet voice.

"Am I?" I murmured, trying to catch my breath, still penetrating her hard.

"You usually talk dirty to me," she replied.

A few drops of my sweat drizzled onto her back and ass cheeks. "Damn, I didn't realize," I said and gave a light slap on her right ass hump. "It was just a long day at work."

"I know, baby," she said affectionately. I squeezed her ass with my fingers, feeling the smooth texture, and shoved my cock deeper into her, causing her to gasp.

"It's just been an exhausting week," I said.

"You wanna talk about it?" she asked warmly. I smacked her ass again, leaving a brighter handprint. I slowed my thrusts and shifted to long and deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out of her pussy to the head of my penis and then splitting her open again, pushing deep. She let out a satisfying moan.

"We can fuck and talk at the same time," she reminded.

I chuckled, still long stroking her, "Nah, I'm alright." I pushed into her deep and grunted, "Nnggh!"

"That's ok, baby, fuck all your stress into me." Her words made my cock pulsate inside of her.

"Victor is such a fucking asshole," I vented, unsheathing my cock before driving it deeper again.

"Mmhmm," Soraya moaned.

"I don't know what his fucking problem is." I picked up speed in my long strokes. "I really think he's setting me up to fail."

"I thought you didn't want to talk," Soraya said.

I chuckled again with a gasp, more sweat ran down my forehead. "Sorry. I just wish he would back the fuck off. He's overloading me, I'm doing the best I can."

Soraya leaned forward as my cock slipped out of her. She rolled over onto her back and I marveled at her voluptuous body. Her big juicy tits jiggled as she adjusted her position. She grabbed my face with her right hand, pulling me face to face with her. "Listen to me," she said. "Forget about him. He doesn't matter right now."

I looked deep into her green eyes and felt myself getting lost in them. Soraya was successful and powerful woman, almost seven years older than me. Had we lived in ancient times, her Persian features, tall and curvaceous body, would have been worshiped by commoners. Her beauty strengthened her influence in the professional world.

I felt her left hand firmly grip my throbbing cock. "Be a good boy now and look me in the eyes while you fuck me."

She had a commanding presence, a trait that drove me crazy about her, but she also allowed me to dominate her. She was the kind of woman who loved having control in her life, but needed to be overpowered and ravished in bed. I leaned forward and locked eye contact with her as our noses touched. I let her guide my cock back into her pussy. I pushed deep into her and we both moaned in unison.

"That's it," she said, encouragingly. "Focus."

I felt my cock stiffen and penetrated harder with shorter and shallow thrusts. Sweat streamed down my face and dripped onto her lips as I pounded her faster and harder. She opened her mouth with a seductive glare, her tantalizing tongue inviting me to discharge my frustration. I spit saliva into her mouth and she swallowed me with no hesitation. She opened her mouth again, calling for more. I spit again, she swallowed. I swelled with untamed fervor and rammed into her, back and forth. She raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes, impressed, while moaning angelically. I fucked harder and watched her tits bouncing up and down.

"Fuck!" I gasped and gazed downward to see my cock battering her pussy. I felt her hand pull the hair on the back of my head and force me to resume eye contact with her. Our lips kissed in a hot and passionate frenzy, my thoughts about work were burnt away.

"Yesss," she sizzled with arousal. "You got this, Cyrus. Fuck me just like that." Hearing her say my name switched me into high gear, fucking harder and harder, advancing towards release, feeling the rush of euphoria surging through my body. Soraya cried out in pleasure, struggling to keep her eyes open, I hammered her right where she needed.

"Good boy, there you are. Right there, Cyrus," she whimpered before her words were silenced by the wave of ecstasy flooding over her. Her face flushed hot, her back arched, she surrendered herself to me. I pulled her closer to my body, feeling her soft tits press into my chest. Her body spasmed like an electric current went through it. I sucked and kissed her neck before pulling her gaze back into mine, her eyes delirious with pleasure.

I locked my hands with hers and pinned her down firmly onto her back. She gave me a naughty smile and playfully tried to resist, but I forced her hands down and fucked her as hard as I could until her smile faded into gasps.

"God, I'm so close," I said looking into her eyes, my thrusts intensifying. She raised her head up and widened her eyes again.

"Yeah, you gonna cum for me?" she said with her glorious tits bouncing.

"Fuck yeah," I said, nearly exasperated.

"Where do you wanna cum?" she asked, pouting her lips.

"All over your pretty face," I replied swiftly. "I need to cum so bad."

"Do it, baby. Show me what you got."

"Oh fuck, I'm ready!" I exclaimed, pulling my inflamed cock out of her quickly. She dropped straight to her knees without orders and opened her mouth wide, pressing her huge tits together. I rapidly stroked my cock over her beautiful face, feeling the blazing rush of adrenaline finally reach its climax. I groaned shamelessly with rapturous relief and chose to be reckless in my aim, letting all of my agonizing stress blast out of me. The first shot was a thick white glob that splatted under her eye; the second was a stream of milk splashing into her mouth. The rest of me burst, splattering multiple strands of cum onto her jet black hair, cheeks, lips, mouth and tongue. She looked amazing with my healthy seed glistening on her dark skin. Thick streams of jizz dripped down her chin and onto her big tits.

She looked up at me and raised her eyebrows. She spit out pellets of my cum, some dropped onto her tits and others dangled from her chin. She gripped my cock and bathed it in her warm mouth. I moaned like a child, the tingling sensation racing through my body. I felt her vigorously suck the remaining drops of cum out of me. "Fuck yes," I whispered with pleasure.

With a pop, she released my drained cock. I knew I had a few drops left, "Hang on," I said with a grunt. I grabbed my cock and squeezed it over her opened mouth, extracting a few thick strands that sank down her throat. She tried to spit out the fluid, but the thickness gave her no choice but to swallow. She shook her head and gasped as if she had consumed strong liquor. She looked up at me and grabbed my cock again, causing me to jolt backward from the sensitivity.

"Lie down," she ordered. I listened and lay my back down on the bed as she massaged my cock with her mouth again. "Oh my God," I whimpered. She continued to suck me off into the rest of the night.

****

I stared out the hotel window the next morning, the clouds gloomy and the traffic bustling below. As I buttoned my shirt, I heard Soraya from the bed behind me. "How long are we going to do this?"

I turned to look at her and started tying my tie. I noted the concern in her eyes. "He's not going to find out." I said.

"He'll kill you," she said.

I tightened the knot of my tie with a firm tug. "He's too busy fucking around with Jill." I walked across the room to put on my shoes.

"You've never seen his dark side, Cyrus," Soraya said. "And Jill is just a power fuck to him."

"Exactly. He knows he can't keep you on a leash, so he gets that from Jill."

"But he doesn't want Jill. He wants me," she countered. "He may get some temporary satisfaction from her, but she's disposable."

I grabbed my car keys.

"And you need to be more careful around Jill," she said with an edge.

"What?"

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom. "You heard me," she said before shutting the door.

****

I walked into Victor's office and saw him screaming at someone on the phone. Upon seeing me, he hung up, visibly furious.

"What the fuck is going on with you? You don't answer the phone, you come in late and you missed the filing deadline, again!"

"I'm sorry--"

"Don't tell me fucking sorry. Do you know how important this client is to us!? I got Donato on the phone and he's talking about cutting us loose!"

"Well, what do you expect, I've been buried in--"

"I expect you to be a goddamn lawyer and do your fucking job, Cyrus!"

The door opened behind me. I turned and saw Soraya rush inside. Her thick body filled a solid green form-fitting bandage dress that tightly hugged her curves and went down to her knees. Her green high heels clicked on the hard floor, echoing her angry mood, and her amazing plump ass bounced as she walked up to Victor.

"Everyone can hear you from the conference room," Soraya said to him sternly, grinding her teeth.

"You think I give a fuck? We won't even have a conference room if this pussy keeps blowing it!" Victor shouted back.

"The only pussy here is between my legs," she said pointing to her crotch with both hands. "And you haven't gotten into it for 5 months."

Victor's face turned red. "Really, Soraya? You gonna humiliate me like this."

"Oh you wanna talk about humiliation? You don't think I know about you fucking around with your secretary?" Soraya fired back, referring to Jill.

Victor shook his head. "Now you're just talking crazy."

"I feel like cutting your balls off," Soraya threatened, "But right now, I'm focusing on business. And you're humiliating us when four potential clients in the conference room can hear you throwing temper tantrums like a toddler."

I had never seen Victor at a loss for words before. "Cyrus, go talk to them."

"You've been overloading him," Soraya interjected.

Victor looked at me, perplexed. "You've been bitching about me to my wife?"

"Everyone in the office can see it, asshole!" Soraya snapped back. "Instead of handling your own shit, you're delegating everything to him. No wonder you and Jill have so much free time on your hands."

Victor shook his head again, "Soraya, that's--"

"You're the goddamn CEO, so man the fuck up and go out there and talk to those clients. They're ready to do business. If you fuck this up, you only have yourself to blame."

Victor scoffed, but knew Soraya was right. He glanced at me angrily again. "When I'm done with the meeting, you better have your shit together," he barked at me and left the room.

Soraya looked at me, her arms folded. She shook her head and exhaled. I wanted to thank her, but she stormed towards the door. Before she opened it, she commanded, "Get in my office. Now."

I stood still for a moment to calm my nerves as she shut the door and I heard her heels clicking down the hall. A wave of excitement took hold of me and i headed towards Soraya's office.

To Be Continued...