"You do want to fuck me don't you Scott?" She whispered. She uncrossed and spread her legs, running her hands up her inner thighs. "You want to put that big dick in here." She said, patting the fabric of her bikini bottom.
Scott was speechless; all he could manage was a weak nod. That was all she needed it seemed. Before he could protest her legs were wrapping around his head, pulling his face to her crotch. The coco butter smell of her sun tan lotion was underscored by a sweet, musky scent emanating from her center. The odor was intoxicating. He let his hands slide up her slender legs, feeling the toned muscles beneath the skin, to finally cup her ass in his trembling hands. It was as soft and tight as he'd imagined. He nuzzled his face into the wet, stretchy fabric at her crotch, reveling in the scent and warmth. A moan drifted down from above him, and then Brittany's hands were there: one on the back of his head, the other yanking her bikini bottom to the side to reveal the most beautiful pussy he'd ever laid eyes on. Plump, tanned skin without a trace of a tan line surrounded the light pink bud of her clit poking out from between her lips. The skin was perfectly smooth and hairless, like hair had never grown there before. Scott slipped his tongue out and painted her slit from back to front in one big, wet swipe. He felt Brittany shiver and catch her breath. He continued to knead the tight meat of her ass cheeks while he went to work with his tongue. He slowly parted her lips with the tip, pushing as deep inside of her as he could, scooping up a tongue full of her sticky sweet nectar.
The feel of his tongue on her, in her, drove Brittany wild. Her left hand was behind her on the desk, supporting her, while her right hand was buried in Scott's curly black hair. She thrust her hips forward to meet his advancing tongue. He was exploring every crevice and fold of her womanhood but one; her throbbing clit. Every time his tongue got close, it would veer the other way, teasing her to the brink of screaming. Just as she was about to beg him to lick it, Scott's mouth found her swollen bud and engulfed it. He sucked hard once, and then Brittany was over the edge: her legs clamped around his neck, her body went rigid, she screamed his name over and over as her pussy flooded his mouth with her cum and she fell through the exquisite throes of ecstasy.
Scott greedily gulped the flood of wetness from Brittany's convulsing pussy until the spasms began to die away. He pulled his head back and looked up into her half lidded eyes. They stared at each other for a long moment. She smiled a weak smile at him. He was about to say something when she violently shoved him back in his chair. She nearly leapt from the desk into his lap and smashed her lips to his. Her tongue invaded his mouth like an advancing army. He could feel the wet heat from her pussy pressing firmly against the hard bulge in his pants.
The taste of her own pussy on Scott's lips was like wine to Brittany. Like the worlds most potent aphrodisiac, it drove her wild. After a moment of shock, he began to kiss her back. Their tongues furiously fought for space, slipping and sliding in and out of each other's mouths. Scott deftly untied her bikini top and tossed it to the floor. She leaned back in his arms, letting him admire the soft swell of her tits. He pulled her forward and took one swollen nipple into his mouth and began to suck. His hands were still at work, now freeing the knots at each side of her bottoms, then tugging them free. Her naked body shivered in his lap as he fingers sought out and found her sensitive clit and pinched it softly. He switched his attention to her other nipple as he began to fumble with his belt. After a moment of struggle, Brittany pushed him away and took over, quickly loosening his belt and unbuttoning his pants. She slipped her hands inside with a mix of excitement and trepidation: she could feel how big and hard he was though his pants. Although most thought of her as a bit of a slut, she had never had anything larger and her two fingers inside of her pussy. At twenty-one years old, Brittany was still a virgin. Her fingers found the hard length of Scott's cock and she wrapped them around the shaft, pulling him free. She marveled at the size of him. Her fingers barely touched around his girth, and he was easily eight inches long. He let her hold him for a moment, before pulling her down to him and pressing his lips to hers again. As they kissed he grabbed his cock and positioned it at her slick opening. The swollen head of his cock slowly parted her lips and then he was pushing into her. The pain was instant and intense, but very short lived. Her tight tunnel was soaked from her previous orgasm and Scott was pushing into her ever so slowly, letting her adjust.
The moment when his head was fully inside of Brittany's pussy was like nothing he'd ever felt before. One second her lips were straining to stretch around him, and the next they were popping closed around his shaft, almost audibly, and gripping him tightly. He heard her gasp and he started to slide into her, and slowed his advance to a crawl. Not that he was speeding along before; although she was very wet, Brittany's pussy was extremely tight. It was like trying to shove your hand into a glove a size or two too small. He continued to push into her though, slowly feeding every inch of his cock to her tight tunnel. Finally, after an eternity, he felt her ass resting on his balls. Brittany looked down at him in bewilderment, and Scott realized for the first time that he was taking her virginity. The thought of fucking his boss's daughter, in his office no less, of taking her most precious gift on his huge, expensive desk, sent a surge of blood into Scott's cock, making it harder than it already was.
Brittany felt full. Like a train had somehow been implanted inside her body. After the initial pain of his entry, the feeling of him sliding into her overwhelmed her senses. By the time he was fully embedded inside she had had another, small orgasm that went unnoticed by Scott. Now she sat, impaled on his lap, staring into his blue eyes and letting her body adjust to this new intruder. After a few moments she began to slowly rock back and forth, not really riding him just rubbing her clit on the short stubble of his pubic hair. His hands roamed freely over her body; squeezing her ass, cupping her breasts, pinching and rolling her hard little nipples. She slowly increased her pace, and began riding his cock as her tunnel grew more accustomed to his size. Before long she was lifting herself up, letting more and more of him slide free before plunging back down to the hilt.
Brittany was really rocking now, lifting up as high as she could and slamming back down onto his cock. Scott stared into her eyes as she worked him. On the next down stroke he held her there, wrapping his arms around her tiny frame. He stood up with her in his arms and laid her flat on her daddy's desk. She wrapped her legs instantly around Scott's waist, and grabbed the far edge of the desk. He began to fuck her in long, slow strokes; pulling out all the way to the tip and then filling her again with every available inch. Brittany closed her eyes and let Scott have his way with her.
His big cock slid in and out of her in even strokes, each one driving her closer and closer to a third orgasm. Scott was picking up his pace now, thrusting into her faster and faster. His heavy balls were slapping against the soft skin of her ass hanging over her the edge of her father's desk. All at once her body tightened. Her pussy clamped down on Scott's shaft and waves of ecstasy crashed through Brittany's body.
"Oh God yes!" She screamed. "Fuck me Scott! Fuck me on my daddy's desk! Make me your slut! Ooohh fuuuuck!" He kept pumping into her, furiously now, until she couldn't scream anymore. Suddenly, she was empty. Scott was stepping back from her as his hand slid up and down his thick shaft. Brittany quickly slid to her knees in front if him and swallowed the head of his dick just in time to catch the first huge wad of cum as it exploded from the tip. The first shot hit the back of her throat; she could feel it sliding down toward her stomach. Then wad after wad began to fill her mouth. Scott emptied his balls into her hungry mouth until it was full and overflowing. She let his spent member fall from her lips and sat back on her haunches, smiling up at him. A thick river of cum ran from the corner of her mouth, down her chin and was dripping on her left breast. She swallowed the massive load on two huge gulps, and then scooped up the dripping stream, stuffing it into her mouth and licking her fingers.
"Mmmm." She moaned. "That tasted so good."
Scott collapsed into the chair with a sigh of exhaustion. Brittany crawled naked into his lap and snuggled her face into the hollow of his neck, wrapping her arms around him. They drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
When Scott awoke, reddish orange sunlight was drifting in through the glass wall of the office. Brittany was gone, but there was a crisp white sheet of paper lying on the desk in stark contrast to the dark reddish wood. He leaned forward and snagged the paper to examine it. On the back side was a color copy of Brittany's pussy, spread open and squished against the glass of the copier. Across the bottom of the picture she had scrawled her phone number and a short message:
Merry Christmas! Hope you enjoyed your Christmas bonus, I sure did!
