I Want A Taste

I’ve been sitting in business meetings all day (all week, really), and my mind tends to wander…

Standing in the shower, steam and heat fill the room. His hands roam my body, skimming across wet skin.

“You know what I want, girl?”

I look at him, unsure of what he might want from me.

“I want a taste.”

Kneeling in front of me, he gently nudges my legs until I open them as wide as the shower will allow. With a quick movement, he buries his face between my legs, his tongue working my clit, sucking and swirling around it.

One of his fingers plays with my ass. His other hand squeezes my ass, pulling my cheeks apart.  At random, I feel smacks landing on my ass. Each one causes me to shriek at the impact. Every sensation is intensified by the steam and water raining down over both of us.

My hand rests on his hand to steady myself. My head falls back as I mewl and cry at the warring sensations in my cunt and on my ass. I begin to grind my cunt into his mouth, anything to get closer.

His hands move across my body. He grips my ass, plunging a finger in my tight little hole. His hands move to my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples.  Finally, I feel his fingers thrust into my pussy while he continues sucking my clit.

My shoulders lean against the shower wall, my hips thrust forward. I continue to push my cunt into his face. My nails rake whatever skin I can touch.

As he slams into my g-spot and punishes my sensitive clit, I begin to beg.

“Ohhhh, please…mmm, please, Sir….please please….mmmm, please may I cum? Oohhhhhhhhh, pleeeeeeeeeeease?”

He smacks my ass one more time and stands up abruptly. Grabbing my hair, he turns me around and bends me over. With one swift thrust, his swollen cock is buried deep within me.

“Play with your clit, girl!” he growls as he smacks my ass again.

As he thrusts into my cunt, I play with my clit, stroking it, faster and faster. I begin to move into him with each thrust, trying desperately to bring him closer to me. The shower is filled with grunting and groaning, shrieking and screaming.

“Do you want to cum, girl?” he asks. “How does my cock feel? Tell me!”

“Ooohhhhhh, mmmmmm, Sir….oh God, oh God! Please please may I cum? Your cock feels so fucking good! Ahhhhh!!!”

Pulling my head back by my hair, he leans forward, and whispers, “Cum for me, beautiful.”

He continues fucking me harder and harder as I let the orgasm move through my body. Shrieking and bucking, I squirt and cum all over both of us, my body shaking and shuddering, my pussy spasming and clenching around his cock. Gasping and panting, I can’t breathe as the orgasm rips through my body.

“Thank you, Sir,” I gasp.

He pulls out of me, and says, “Good girl, cumming for me like that. I want to finish in your mouth. I want you to taste both of us.”

I turn around and fall to my knees, water pouring down all around us both. I open my mouth and look up at him, eager to taste him.

His hard cock slides into my mouth. I taste my cum and his precum. I look into his eyes as he slowly thrusts in and out. The eye contact is too much. He begins to shake, grabs my head, and cums hard into the back of my throat.

I swallow every drop greedily. As he begins to soften in my mouth, I clean his cock with my tongue, licking up every drop of our cum. When I finish, I lean back and say, “Thank you, Sir.”