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Anticipating The Train With Dripping Excitement
The beginning of the week, Andrea was a hot mess. She was a great big smiling wet mess as she eagerly anticipated her meeting with Jet, her soon-to-be subby. Every day she had an “I just fucked the cat look” on her face. Masturbating and edging her clit, but never cumming Monday and Tuesday, she decided to wear the same panties every day, and they were starting to smell incredible. At work, she wore pantyhose to trap the smell inside her moist female prison, knowing full well she was driving her more intelligent and sexually open co-workers crazy. Andrea purposely bent over and spread her legs at as many meetings as she could, talking to co-workers at their desks. She even spread some of her pussy juice behind her ears and on her wrists, like perfume made by sluts, for sluts.
Andrea was President of the Wellington Candy Company, one of her co-workers, or subordinates, was Skyler Dorcha. Skyler was a sexy, sultry minx, with no inhibitions whatsoever. Whatever was on her mind, she spoke it aloud. This often got her into trouble with Human Resources, and Andrea always let it slide since the long-legged brunette was easy on the eyes and had a hip sway that would make any sex weak in the knees. Skyler was Andrea’s personal secretary and sat a mere ten feet on the other side of the frosted glass separating their offices. Andrea would often shut her door at lunch, tell Skyler to hold all calls and proceed to rub one out, daydreaming about eating Skyler spread out on her oversized wooden desk.
Not able to get Jet off her mind, Andrea walked in the door to her penthouse apartment on Wednesday and slipped off her high heels. It felt good to be out of those shoes, but they were also beginning to smell intense. She lifted one shoe up to her nose, trapping it inside of the heel, and inhaled deeply. God, my pungent feet, smell wonderful. What the fuck am I doing?! I am driving myself nuts!
“You have several messages, Andrea. Should I play them now?” Suzi asked.
“Not just yet, Suzi. I am going down to the wine cellar first.”
“No problem Miss Andrea. I hope you had a wonderful day.”
Yes, I did. Andrea walked down a flight of stairs off the side of the kitchen and stood in front of a wine chiller filled with hundreds of bottles of wine from all over the world. Hmm? Finally deciding on a 1998 semi-sweet raspberry Moscato, she grabbed the bottle and made her way back up the stairs. Pouring the berry-flavored wine into a large wine glass, Andrea undid the buttons on her black blazer and sat in the recliner in her living room overlooking the city. Letting out a huge sigh, she sipped the excellent tasting wine and closed her eyes. Inhaling hard, Andrea could smell her ripe pussy coming through all of the trapped fabric. Hiking up her skirt to her waist, she tapped on the nylon covering her panties, hitting her love button several times. She jumped, pleased at the sensation, and gulped down more wine. “Suzi, play messages.”
“Yes, Miss Andrea.”
“5:01 pm, Tuesday — “Hey Andrea, this is Skyler. Call me, or Vid me ASAP when you get home. I need to ask you something personal. Thanks.”
What the hell? Skyler has never called me here at home before. She uses the call service if she needs something.
“There are six more messages that state the exact same thing. Should I play them all?”
“You mean Skyler left seven messages for me after work?” she asked, shaking her head in disbelief.
“Yes, Miss Andrea.”
Andrea stood up, walked over to the fridge, and poured herself another glass of wine. The last drink was so good she figured she edirne escort would finish the entire bottle before dinner. Taking a sip of the full glass, she instructed Suzi to call Skyler.
The call went through and was picked up by Skyler. Her sultry voice was easily recognizable. “Hi sexy, how are you?” Skyler asked as the call went through all of the speakers in the living room.
“What the fuck, Skyler! Are you serious? You call me at home and tell me I am sexy. I am your boss, you freak!”
“Oh, I know, and I am not sorry at all. If, after this conversation, you want to fire me, be my guest. But I just know that you won’t.”
“And how do you know this? You sure are a cocky bitch.”
“My God, that makes me so wet being called a bitch. Please repeat it, boss.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, Skyler?”
“My cotton panties are soaking wet with my cum, boss. Do you like that?”
“Okay, Skyler, I will play your fucking game. What the hell is going on?”
“I just want to make you happy. I want to smell the wonderful aroma you’ve been selling for the past two days.”
“Are you a lesbian, Skyler?”
“I am whatever you want me to be, boss.”
That last, “boss” was long and drawn out, very sexy. My God, she is making me wet. “Are you or are you not a lesbian?”
“Yes, but no one knows, just as they don’t know about you and your little secrets.”
“What secrets? I don’t have any secrets. My life is an open book.”
“I am going to Vid mode. You can join me if you like.”
Andrea walked into the kitchen and picked her Vidtablet off the counter. Swiping a couple of screens, there was Skyler, as gorgeous as God could make a woman. She was sitting on her couch wearing a crop top and a pair of panties, nothing else. Her legs were spread, and one foot was propped up on her coffee table. Andrea walked carefully to the recliner carrying the Vidtablet and her glass of wine. Sitting down, Skyler smiled back at her. The POV was luscious as Andrea got a “foot-eyed-view” of Skyler’s long legs.
“You see, boss, I often come home from a hard day’s work and sit right here, have a couple of drinks, and watch porn. But, when I cum, I yell out your name as if you were here, and I was cumming along with you.” Skyler smiled a mischievous grin at the camera.
“You do?” Andrea asked, shocked.
“Oh yeah, almost every day. You are not the only one with hacking abilities and the smarts to use them.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, two things come to mind right off the bat. One is that I know you stare at me at work and sometimes whisper my name when you orgasm for lunch. Now that makes me so fucking horny I run to the ladies’ room and rub one out while you’re doing the same at your desk. Sometimes I make sure my fingers are covered in cum, and I don’t wash them when I am around you at your desk. I wave my hands in front of your face on purpose.”
Hmm? I wondered what smelled so good when she was around. “And the second?”
“I found this little advertisement on the Lez Be Friends website. Shall I read you the bio?”
“No, that won’t be necessary. I think I know where this is going. You want blackmail money, is that it?”
“Fuck, no! I am not that kind of slut. I want to serve you!”
“Are you kidding me? You want to be my subby?”
“Fuck, yes! I have dreamed of this day for the five years I have known you. I would do anything to make you cum.”
“I am speechless, Skyler. That is an amazing offer, and you are an amazing woman. How would you like to interview for this job?”
“I am ready anytime, boss.”
There it was again. That cansoc.org “boss” with the low growl and the sexy long legs. “How do you like being called “slave,” or “slut”, or “cuntlicker”?”
“Oh God, I love it so fucking much. I also love being called a “fucking bitch”. That drives me crazy.”
“Would you be willing to keep your pussy shaved at all times? I love the smooth touch and smell of a whore with a shaved pussy.”
“Camera, zoom in ten times,” Skyler instructed her Vidtablet. Grabbing the side of her white cotton panties, Skyler pulled them aside, showing off her incredibly sexy vagina. It was totally shaved except for a small heart perched on the top between her belly button and her clit. “You like, boss?”
“Yes, I like very much, my whore.”
Skyler smiled as she sent the camera back to the standard-setting and lifted her legs, removing her soaked panties. She spread her legs for Andrea, sniffing her panties, looking for the wet spot to inhale the most pleasurable smell of all. Her feet were now sole-to-sole as she lightly rubbed her moist clit.
“Stop rubbing your pussy, my slut. I will tell you when you can rub your pussy. Oh, and I am Mistress Andrea to you from this day forward, even at work. Do you think you can handle that, you bitch?”
“Oh, fuck yes, Mistress Andrea! Whatever you ask of me, my queen.”
“My queen, hmm, I really like the sound of that. Now, tell me how you would greet me after a long day at work when I get home.” Andrea unbuttoned her shirt and unzipped her skirt. Removing her blazer as well, she was now lying in her recliner wearing only a black bra, pantyhose, and those soaked blue silk panties.
“I would be waiting at the door in whatever you told me to wear on your way home. I love being naked as well, so I don’t have a problem being nude for my Mistress, even if she has company over for dinner. I would be holding a glass of chilled wine for you at the door. You take the glass from me as I bend down to remove your shoes from your worn-out feet. If I ever misbehave, you have every right to punish me any way you see fit.”
“You let me remove your shoes as long as I smother my face in your foot smell. You rub your toes all over my face and make me sniff your shoes. I lick the insides and outsides of your shoes to clean them for the next day.”
“Holy fuck, my slut is making me horny!”
“I am so glad, Mistress, Andrea. I can smell your wonderful aroma from down on the floor. You instruct me to remove your skirt and nylons. Whiffs of your succulent flower glide by my nose as I look up at you with begging eyes. I want, no I need, to taste your sopping wet hole. I love when you drag me over to your recliner, tugging me by my long dark hair. I sit up like a dog in front of the recliner, waiting for your commands.”
“Oh, baby, you are so sexy. You are driving me crazy.” Andrea removed her bra, tugging and pinching her nipples with the tips of her fingers. She rolled each nipple, pulling on them and letting them bounce back. She cooed and moaned loudly, listening to Skyler’s sexual interview.
“You tell me you want to use me as a footstool, so I get on all fours in front of your chair. I feel your feet rubbing all over my body as you tease my erogenous zones with your toes. However, you need more. You tell me to turn and face you as you lay your long legs over the arms of the chair, raising your hips in the process. I can see hot sticky moisture dripping from your beautiful lips down the crack of your tight ass and onto the recliner. I know what you want as I lap up the overflow that has dribbled out of your stunning cunt.”
“Fuck me, runnin! Oh my God, you sexy bitch, I am so fucking horny,” Andrea slid her nylons and panties down to her ankles as she instructed Skyler to play with her clit, and only her clit. Skyler began moaning loudly as she and Andrea mirrored each other’s movements with their right index fingers, circling their clits, teasing one another. “Put three fingers in your hole and taste your juices,” Andrea demanded. Skyler did so as she spread her legs as wide as she could. Skyler was on the verge of a massive orgasm as Andrea licked her fingers and rubbed her aching clit. Spreading her lips apart with her left hand, exposing her cute button, Andrea slapped and tapped on her swollen clit. Throwing her nylons and panties across the room with her feet, Andrea’s toes now held onto the arm of the recliner as her ass came off the seat.
“You are the sexiest woman I know,” Skyler said, still sucking the creamy precum off her fingers, “after I finish lapping up your juices, I sniff all around your horny hole anticipating a taste. It is like heaven as you sip your wine, and I am inches from your gorgeous vagina. You instruct me to turn over and lay my head on the seat of your recliner. You slowly lower your ass onto my face as I stick my tongue out to meet your sticky and hot anus. Spreading your cheeks apart with my tongue, I jab and probe the inside of your rectum as you wiggle your ass and moan on top of my face, smothering my chances for air.
“Oh, God yes, eat out my asshole, you fucking whore!” Andrea furiously rubbed her swollen clit, stopping every couple of seconds to jam a finger inside of her sopping wet hole like a jackhammer. Now using two hands, she instructed Skyler to finger fuck herself. “I want you to time your orgasm and cum with me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my queen.”
“Oh my God, that drives me nuts when you call me that. I am sitting on your face, rubbing my ass back and forth from my clit to my asshole as you lap up my juices.”
“Yes, I love being face smothered by you as I feel your body wracked with convulsions. You’re about to cum so good all over my face. I grab both of your ass cheeks and pull you down and hold you.”
“Ohhh, yes, you slut! Suck on my throbbing clit while I cum. I am going to cum, Skyler! Cum with me, you fucking bitch!”
“Oh yes, Mistress Andrea, I am cumming so good as I suck your clit between my teeth and tease your swollen button with my tongue!”
“Oh, my God, you little bitch! Eat me out and make me cum!”
“You shoot your wonderful juices all over my face as I lap up your pussy from your steaming hot hole to your clit. You shiver and shake as I clean up your juices from the cheeks of your ass. — Oh my God, my Mistress, I am CUMMMING so good!” — Skyler using both of her hands as well, fucked her wet hole and rubbed her clit, legs, and feet up in the air as she peeked at the Vidtablet. Andrea was cumming again as she slapped her clit hard. Jamming three fingers inside of her pussy, she yelled at the top of her lungs that she was “a fucking slutty lesbian cunt loving whore!”
“I am too! I love pussy sooo much! I am such a fucking SLUT! Please use me and my wet pussy!” Skyler screamed as she threw her head back, rubbing her wet pussy lips hard and fast!
Both women wound down from intense orgasms smiling at one another as they continued to enjoy their juices, licking and sucking on their fingers.
“I can come over there and wash you if you wish,” Skyler told Andrea, still rubbing her pretty pussy, teasing her red and swollen clit.
“We will have plenty of time for that,” Andrea told her, “so how do you like being spanked?”
Skyler just smiled back, licking her lips slowly. Both women were preparing for another beautiful orgasm. This time it would be nice and slow as they teased one another with their dirty fantasy talk.
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