[NSFW] Work Sucks - Wouldn't You Rather Be Somewhere Else?

This work shift really is awful isn't it? I bet... I bet you wish you could be somewhere else, don't you? Doing something other than this interminable grind of mean, ungrateful customer after mean, ungrateful customer...

And knowing you, I think I've got a fairly good idea of just what that somewhere and something are....

-chuckle-

Mmm... Perhaps, perhaps you'd really rather be on your knees? Not a stich of clothing on you and a nice, thick cock in your mouth. A nice, thick cock that you're getting good and hard with your lips and tongue while your fingers work your clit, getting your cunt nice and wet and ready, just like the good little slut you are....

And then, perhaps you'd rather be falling forwards, reaching forward to support yourself on your hands as you push your hips out, eyes closing as you submissively wait to feel that thick head pressing against your wet slit, to feel it teasing your lips and clit, to feel it throb against your entrance...

And without sight, instead you'd be conscious of every sound and sensation, the knees and unshaven legs brushing against yours as I kneel behind you, the powerful hand gripping your hip for purchase, the saliva coated hardness against you, as I settle into position....

And then the pressing, and the teasing, and the throbbing, and you're whimpering for me to just get on with it already...

And as the head steals between your lips, the tip just dips inside you, and the whimpers become spoken pleas... If, of course, 'spoken' is the right word for such desperate cries. -chuckle-

The feel of a solid chest pressing on your back comes next, followed by a rough breathing from just behind your head and a whisper in your ear....

'you want it don't you? You want me to fuck you, take you, use you like the good little fuck-toy you are....' you nod, anything to get me to give you what you want

'say it!' the command is flat and harsh, punctuated by teeth sinking into your shoulder, and the words tumble from your mouth...

'fuck me, take me, use-' the sudden thrust cuts you off mid-sentence, as that cock you were sucking mere moments ago slams into your deepest places, filling you up with savage abruptness. Your arms shudder under you as I withdraww from you, only the tip within you now, and you brace yourself against the second thrust.

But even with your valiant bracing, the power of that second thrust almost drives your face into the floor, but the third comes hard on its heels... And the fourth... And the fifth... And you can no longer feel my chest against your spine, as the discrete thrusts fade, and my thrusting settles into *that* rythm, the one you know so well, the one you know from experience I can maintain for what seems like hours...

The one that matches a machine in its merciless lack of heed to the orgasms that periodically wrack your body, there'll be no notice paid to when your arms collapse and all the while he'll feign total indifference to your demands to just please shoot inside you, to please just fill your pussy with cum.

Of course, in truth, no man could resist such a demand, such an invitation for very long, and you breathe a sigh of relief as you feel me speed up, as you feel the thrusting become erratic, and your own hand goes to your clit, racing towards your final orgasm, as I plunge on toward mine...

And yes! Yes... You get there just a moment before me, your pussy clamping down around me as I swell inside you and the first jet of cum splashes against your cervix. And again you spasm with the second jet... And the third, and then you lose count as we both collapse as if erotically tasered...

When you return to coherence, you can feel my hot weight pressing you down, and my post orgasmic chuckle resonates in both your ears, and your entire body...

And my final, laughing words roll through not just your ears and body, but through your heart and soul as well.

'That's my good girl. '

-chuckles-

Am I right about where you'd rather be than at work? -chuckles-