Intense Supervision

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My name is Jason, and I am a 33-year-old bachelor, living in an average sized city just east of Columbus, Ohio. Aside from a few bars, taverns, and a few hole-in-the-wall dives; our local nightlife tends to be a little on the dull side. I mean, if you are like me and can be perfectly happy going into a favorite bar, shooting some pool and drinking a few beers. Then it is not too bad of a scene.

But if you are hoping to hook up with a horny little fantasy nymph and a night or two of passion, then you had better drink up and pray that one of the local barflies will suffice. Oh there are plenty of hot sexy women to be found here. But to find one that is single, let alone interested in men?

You may have better luck getting your hands on the Holy Grail.

So you can imagine how insanely dull and uneventful ones social life can become. Especially when a one-night stand is just not an event that grasps your interests . Now I know I am certainly no tightly packaged Adonis, but that doesn't mean I have to settle for less than what I like, or look for in a lover.

Even Joe Schmoe can have Filet Mignon on a silver platter once in a while. But anyhow enough of the boring life in this town, and enough of my boring references to myself. Let's get to the story at hand."

But the cherry that topped this leather and flesh sundae was not the sight of her dressed in such away.

It was the complete and total lack of resistance that met me as I took her into my arms caressed my hands over her smooth and supple flesh, and drawing forth the most deliciously soft moan as she wrapped her arms around my neck and shoulders and ground herself against me.

So here I am in a restaurant kitchen, holding my supervisor who also happens to be dressed in a thong and corset, as she presses herself against me.

I dipped slowly, bending at the knees and lifted her, wrapping her thighs around me and carrying her to the back by the office. Setting her gently on one of the prep tables for the fax line. Once back there my lips are hungrily pressed to hers as I slowly and gently slid my thumbs up her inner thighs. While rubbing my thumb over the leather thong teasing and tantalizing her sensitive sex.

By now the sweet musky scent of her arousal is spreading it's aromatic scent through the air and intoxicates me. My thumbs slowly hook inside her thong, and fights and tugs it down her smooth and creamy ass and legs. The scent of her sexual perfume dominates the air as I kissed down her neck and across her chest, teasing and flicking my tongue between the soft Globes of her small and perky breasts.

Now I love corsets, and I think they are the sexiest item of undergarment a woman can wear. So I have no problem going on about my ministrations without removing a corset, and in this case, that is exactly what I didn't do. I left the thigh high boots and corset on her as I dropped slowly to myvknees. Starting just above the line of her boots I began softly and gently kissing, nibbling, and licking my way up her thighs.

I then slowly and teasingly I dragged my tongue in a long circle around her soft and warm wet center. I took my time teasing and savoring every moment of her tortured pleasure. Continuing this agonizing ritual for a good 20 minutes before I began lapping and licking her sweet and delicious pussy. By this time if there is anyone else outside, they are definitely hearing Kristina as she bucks, and thrashes against my face.

Her squeals and moans are drowning out any ambient noise and the screams of her pleasure and the prep-table she is writhing on thuds loudly against the wall.

Over and over again she continues her mewling and thrashing as I send her over the edge into one blissful orgasm after another. Licking, sucking, and pulling hungrily on her erect and engorged clit as I simultaneously slip my two middle fingers inside her without ever breaking my tongue's rhythm.

After nearly 45 minutes of sending her into agonizing tortures of delicious oral pleasure she pulls my mouth to hers and kisses me deeply. Lapping every last glistening drop of her juices off of my cheeks and face, while simultaneously tearing loose my pants and belt. I am in rapture as the vixen of my deepest desires fiendishly attacks my pants trying to get to my cock.

Finally after what must have been too much anticipation, with an exasperated moan she grasps my rigid and granite hard member, and pulls me into her wet pussy. In one smooth thrust, Kristina pulls her heels against my ass and urges me deeper into her dripping pussy.

My eyes lock with hers and I give her a wicked smile as I grasp her hips and thrust myself into her. Grasping her hips firmly, I lift her petite form and press her back down on my rock hard cock. Her powerful muscles and pussy walls grip me like a warm wet hand as she fights back the urge to set her own pace. Her face is buried in my neck and shoulders as her arms wrap tightly around me. Her only change of movement is a slow, hard grind at the end of each thrust of her body on to my rigid shaft.

Her moans and cries of pleasure grow louder and more drawn out as the intense and warm tingle begins to build deep inside my groin. My own body begins to respond heavily, as my breathing is deep and erratic.

Short, pleasured moans, combined with loud growls and gasps as my own orgasm becomes inevitable. Pulling out so that only the very tip of my cock is still inside her, and slamming balls deep back inside her. Each time I enter her bringing mewling moans of pleasure and lustful groans of pain as my cock batters her cervix. While each, and every thrust causes the pressure in my groin to increase as I hold my release in check.

Faster and harder I slam in and out of her hungry pussy, pounding her in long hammering thrusts. The sounds of our combined passion louder than anything else in the store. Growling even louder as the pressure is almost too much, as I look directly into those striking green eyes that are right now glazed over with passion, and lust. Kristina looks back at me with those twin jewels of sparkling emeralds and licks her lips as she senses my impending orgasm. Each pounding thrust tearing a loud squeal, and mewling whimper of pleasure from her. Throwing our heads back simultaneously, as I pump my cock deep inside hervise-like pussy and explode in thick creamy torrents of my hot seed.

The walls of her pussy are like a clamp around my cock holding me deep inside her hot core. The first shots of my cum splash and coat the walls of her womb, send her crashing mercilessly over the edge and plunge her into yet another orgasm, bucking and thrashing on my cock as she does.

For the next several minutes we just stood there. Our bodies still locked together, as the velvet walls of her pussy milk my cock of every last drop of my thick semen. Our arms still wrapped around one another as mwe remain motionless. Neither of us in any particular hurry to come back down to Earth. Our last shudders of pleasure have barely passed through us when we are torn from our shared euphoria by the door buzzer.

Like a shot Kristina is sliding off my cock and in her office closing the locked door as I quickly and silently fix my clothes, before letting my co-workers in. For some reason I was now sure that this was shaping up to be one seriously great day. One that I truly hoped would be the first of many.