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JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT
By: Nikki Sin (erotic_nikki_sin@yahoo.com)JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT By Nikki Sin
Lisa was never one to turn down sex. Why should she? Is it not acceptable for a woman to enjoy a nice cock now and then? But this time she had to turn it down, she had to. And the reason for that was because it came in the shape of her boss’ son. Trent was a very good looking guy. He was very tall at 6′ 4. His dark hair was thick and wavy and fell to his shoulders. Oh, and what shoulders they were, broad and masculine from his years on the varsity football team in high school and college ball too. Then there were his beautiful blue eyes and talk about a killer smile. He was 21, yes, but she was 26, and she knew better than to mess with the boss’s son.
Every time Trent came to the office, eyes followed him down the isle. He would stop at Lisa’s desk and ask if his mom was there, knowing full well she was and he would throw that killer smile her way. Damn, it was enough to make a girl’s panties dripping wet.
Today was no different, well expect for the fact that Margaret Van Buren, Lisa’s boss was away at a conference and she called into the office. Lisa, I left the portfolio for the Thomas account and I need you to get it for me. As Lisa rose to walk into Margaret’s office, Margaret said I left it at home. Lisa almost chocked on the water she was just about to take a sip of. A…a…a…at home? Lisa stammered. Yes, I left it in my office at home; you do have my spare key Ms. Van Buren prompted. Yes, I have it Margaret Good replied Margaret I need those papers in the next 20 minutes, leave now and when you get there fax it to this number as Lisa hurried to jot down the number her mind was working at full throttle, thinking of the best way to get uptown through mid-town traffic.
Once outside, Lisa hailed a cab and told the driver to step on it. Using all the skills that he acquired on these busy New York streets, the cab driver got her to the Upper West side in 10 minutes flat. Rushing out of the cab, Lisa shoved her way past other pedestrians, ignoring the cursing and shouting as she made her way into Margaret’s building. Margaret lived in a plush penthouse apartment over looking central park. It was just her luck that the elevator was already on the ground floor. Lisa dashed into the elevator and inserted the key to take her to the penthouse. Slowly the elevator rose, making Lisa curse under her breath. As the doors finally opened, Lisa glanced at her watch and noted she had 5 minutes to get the papers faxed over. Running straight to Margaret’s office, she didn’t even notice Trent sitting at the breakfast table reading a newspaper.
She grabbed the paperwork from the desk and with a sigh of relief sank into Margaret’s over stuffed office chair as the fax went through.
As she slumped there with her hair disheveled and in her face she noticed there was someone in the doorway. With a start she jumped up and grabbed the letter opener from the desk. Whoa, whoa, it’s only me said Trent in his deep masculine voice. Oh said Lisa and it was at that moment she took in the fact that she was alone with Trent and he was standing in front of her with only his boxers. Her gaze wandered over his body, taking in those shoulders, arms, 8-pack abs, and his strong muscular legs. Involuntarily, Lisa trembled, imagining the feel of his hands all over her body.
Sensing her hesitation, Trent crossed the space between them and gently took the letter opener out of her hand. While still holding her hand he placed it on his chest, You wouldn’t hurt me. Would you Lisa? She looked up into those beautiful blue eyes and found she could not speak. All she could do was watch the way his lips moved as he spoke. He leaned over her and as his hair fell forward into her face so did his lips. Until he was pressing his lips with hers and teasing her mouth open with his tongue. Rational thought fled Lisa’s mind. She knew she should stop, but damn, he felt so good. She used the hand he had placed on his chest to push him away. Trent… I can’t do this she whispered. Trent looked down at her, taking in her caramel complexion, dark hair and eyes and proceeded to continue what he had started. Lisa backed away. She was trembling, trembling with need and wanting him so badly.
Please Trent, your mother would fire me… but only after she killed me. Besides, I’m older than you are Lisa was trying her best to regain rational thought. Trent gave her a mischievous grin My mom will never know and you’re only what…5 years older than I am?
So what? I don’t care. This is the first time I’ve been able to be alone with you. Trent moved closer and the closer her got, the more Lisa backed away. Until Lisa’s ass hit the desk and Trent moved up to stand directly in front of her. He reached for her face and planted another of those sweet kisses on her. He felt so good pressed between her thighs, with his hand on the small of her back and his tongue tasted so sweet in her mouth. Lisa couldn’t help but respond, a little moan slipped from her throat and that was the cue Trent needed. He drove his tongue into her mouth and drew her hips closer to him. Laying her on the desk, he lifted her skirt and slid her panties down her thighs, exposing her sweet shaved pussy.
He used his hand to rub her clit as he kneeled on the floor and began licking and sucking her cunt.
Lisa could hardly breathe; all she could do was hold on to the desk and enjoy the ride Trent was taking her on. She writhed and moaned and clamped her thighs around his head as Trent brought her to orgasm after orgasm. When she was spent Trent stood up, lowering his silk boxers to the floor. It was only then that Lisa noticed and understood that Trent was not done yet. He pulled her hips towards him as he sank his 10 inch cock into her pussy. She was so wet, he slid all the way in to the hilt. The feel of him filling her up was more than she could take. Her moaning grew louder until she was covering her mouth with her hands. Leaning over her, Trent picked up his rhythm.
Faster and faster he went, until all that could be heard was the slapping of flesh on flesh and Lisa’s moans bouncing off the ceiling.
Never would Lisa have thought she would be receiving the fuck of her life from a white guy, never less the only son of her boss. Trent’s hands palmed her ass as if he owned her. He knew exactly where to touch and fondle. He knew exactly what to say, in just the right tone to make her blood boil and bubble. Tell me you like it he whispered in her ear. Lisa could only whimper and moan, Tell me he said again, tell me or I’ll stop. Oh god yes, yes, yes, I like it Lisa moaned as Trent claimed her mouth with a kiss. Over and over he stroked her cunt with his cock, and over and over she came for him.
Clutching at his arms, grabbing at the desk, anything, just to keep her grounded. She could feel him swell and knew he was about to cum. She clamped her thighs around his waist and urged him on. Trent leaned over her body and plunged as deeply into her as he could. Lights exploded behind her eyes, bolts of lightening flashed through her veins and her voice joined his as he exploded deep inside her.
Glistening with sweat and bliss, Trent slowly pulled out of Lisa, causing her to spasm and shake under him. Wow Trent said , he smiled looking down at her that was incredible! Lisa laughed, responding you can say that again. Eyeing her Trent replied well, how about we do it again?
Looking over at the clock on the wall Lisa realized it was almost 4 o’clock. No way. Had they really been fucking for 2 hours? Where the hell had the time gone, she had to get back to the office. What if Margaret had called again? Damn it, she was in so much trouble. As she jumped off the desk and pulled on her panties the phone rang. Calmly Trent reached over and answered it. Hello………oh hey mom Lisa’s heart dropped into the cellar. Oh yeah Lisa’s here……well I was telling her you actually needed help with the wording for the McNair’s account so she was working on it…..ok mom, hold on….
Lisa was in shock as Trent handed her the phone My mom wants to talk to you he said innocently.
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Lisa was shaking so badly she almost dropped the phone Y..y..y…yes Mrs. Van Buren Lisa stammered into the phone Lisa, I was expecting you to be back at the office Margaret stated in her matter of fact voice but I’m very glad you ran into Trent because I was actually trying to reach you to tell you that I needed you to work on the McNair’s account that I had left on my desk. Anyway, I will need you to work from my house for a few days until I return. It would be more efficient instead of transferring everything over to the office anyway.And actually it would be convenient if you stayed at my home as well, save on traveling and all that Lisa was dumbstruck. Not only would she be working from Margaret’s house but staying there as well. Lisa started as she heard Margaret yelling her name on the phone line Lisa!!!! Can you hear me?, Yes Margaret, I can hear you, sorry about that, but yes it would be my pleasure to work on this for you.
As Lisa hung up the phone she noticed Trent was all smiles. What are you smiling at? she asked as he moved towards her slowly Well from what I just heard, I get to have my own personal supply of delectable chocolate whenever I want for the next few days, why shouldn’t I be smiling?
He crossed the distance between them and slipped one hand around her waist while he slid the other under her skirt to cup her ass. Pressed tightly against him, Lisa could feel his cock begin to swell and grow. Turning her around to face the desk, Trent leaned her over and lifted her skirt for the second time that day. He couldn’t wait to pull down her panties so he slid them to the side. Already she was dripping wet and he slid into her with ease, his breath catching as her moist heat gripped him. Oh Lisa he moaned as he plunged into her. Lisa tried to adjust her stance, she wanted him deeper and had to widen her legs to do that. Suddenly Trent pulled out of her and in one swift motion, he jerked her panties down and drove himself back into her, deeper.
Her body trembled under his touch.
Trent used one hand to trace her spine and rub her back. Bringing both hands lower he placed them on her ass so that he could grip her cheeks in his palms as he watched himself stroking in and out of her tight pussy. The visual was almost too much to handle. His rhythm changed and it was Lisa who couldn’t catch her breath. The heat was building again. Oh Trent she moaned out loud. Hearing his name on her lips was exactly what he had been waiting for. Exactly what he needed to hear. Watching her cunt swallow his cock, the feel of her pussy wrapped around the shaft of his cock, so tight, so wet and hot.
And now hearing his own name on her lips, Trent’s grip on her hips tightened and he plowed into her. Harder and faster than before. Oh god, oh yeah, fuck me baby, fuck me hard Lisa screamed as Trent picked up speed and gave her exactly what she asked for. The orgasm hit as hard and as fast as Trent was fucking her. The ground fell out from under her and she was falling down a tunnel of pleasure. Only Trent’s strong arms kept Lisa from actually sinking to the floor. Trent rammed into her hard and deep one last time and shouted her name as he poured his liquid heat into her. erotic art interracial
Slowly, Trent lowered them both to the floor.
Panting and out of breath they lay side by side with Trent’s semi erect cock still in her flooded pussy. The sky outside was now dark and with a most satisfying sigh, they both fell asleep. Lisa securely wrapped in Trent’s arms and Trent curling his 6’4 frame around Lisa. But sleep wouldn’t last long. They would awaken twice more that night to actually make love, softly and tenderly. At 7am the next morning as Lisa was dozing off again, she thought to herself, Damn, this is going to be a good week and drifted off to sleep as Trent pulled her close to him.
