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  “Oh no you don’t. I’ve got something special in mind for you, Mister Big Shot.” Lindsay grabbed him by the tie and led him behind his desk, pushing him down in his chair roughly. Circling to his back, Lindsay reached over the top of his chair and brought her hands to his neck, working his tie loose before pulling it up over his head.

  “What are you…”

  “Shhhhh.”

  Lindsay placed John’s tie over his eyes and tied it behind his head, obscuring his vision completely. Walking back to the front of his desk Lindsay quietly removed her jeans and singlet, putting her clothes in a small pile with her tote bag, then she walked to the door.

  Lindsay paused for a moment, running things through her head. She’d spent so much time in her career studying language and the way people speak that the analysis had become almost sub-conscious and automatic. Cadence, pitch, rhythm, accent, mannerisms, all came together to make a voice. It could all be imitated.

  “Geez, Mister Thomas, I thought your wife would never leave.” Madison’s voice came from her mouth and she managed to hold back laughter as she saw John startle and frantically claw at his tie before realising what must have happened.

  “Holy shit, Lin, I just about had a heart attack.”

  “There’s no Lin here, Mister Thomas, I think I saw her leave.” Lindsay walked towards her husband. I was going to get some lunch but I just had to come back and ask you something.”

  “What’s that…uh…Madison?” John asked tentatively.

  Lindsay leaned over and whispered in John’s ear.

  “When’s the last time you had your dick sucked by a teenager?”

  John opened his mouth in surprise, but didn’t appear to be able to find any words.

  “That’s what I thought. Well I was gonna wait til I went to college to start getting, like, you know, experimental but if you promise not to tell my Daddy, I wouldn’t mind sucking on that cock of yours.”

  “I…I promise.”

  “Cool!” Lindsay stepped between John’s legs and slowly slid down until she was kneeling in front of him, her breasts softly touching his inner thighs. Lindsay fumbled at his belt, soon managing to undo it with a metallic clinking rattle, then undid the button of his trousers, and grabbed at the zip.

  Through the material she could feel his cock, already rock hard.

  “Oooh, Mister Thomas, I can’t wait.” Lindsay pulled the zip downwards, feeling the shaft of John’s erection under her fingers as she went. When the zip was all the way down, she reached through the gap and caressed it through his boxers, savouring the feel of it.

  “Lift your butt up, Mister Thomas, let’s get these clothes out of the way.”

  John complied eagerly, and Lindsay smiled to herself, loving how excited she was making her husband. Pulling his pants and boxers down revealed his cock to her, standing straight up and looking ready for action with a trickle of pre-cum already leaking from the end. Lindsay felt her own juices starting to flow as she grabbed on to his dick with her left hand and steadied herself on his thigh with her other arm.

  Lindsay leaned forward and kissed the shaft of his cock softly, moving her hand to the tip, then kissed it again lower down, working her way towards his balls. When she reached his scrotum she gently sucked a ball inside her mouth and caressed it with her tongue, then carefully pulled backwards, pulling at him slightly.

  John gasped at this then blew his breath out quietly when she did the same to his other testicle. Spreading his pre-cum around the head of his penis with her thumb, she began to move her hand up and down over the head and down his shaft, feeling the ridge of his cock sliding on her palm.

  “Geez, Mister Thomas, this is big. I hope I do ok.”

  Lindsay leaned her head forward and brought her lips to her husband’s cock, flicking her tongue on the underside of the head and feeling it twitch in response. His slippery erection slid easily over her lips and came to rest on her tongue within her mouth before she moved her head back and it popped out again.

  “Mister Thomas, if I suck your dick real good, will you fuck me? I want you to be my first.”

  “Yes, Madison, I’ll fuck you.” John said quietly.

  “I’m glad it’s going to be a man like you to be the first to cum in my little pussy, and not just a boy.”

  With enthusiastic moans she sucked at his member and jerked at it gently with one of her hands, occasionally taking her mouth off to lick it from base to tip before inserting it past her lips again, sucking and exploring with her tongue. Lindsay had always loved his cock, it was just right, much like the rest of him. Not so huge that she couldn’t stand the pain, not so small that she couldn’t feel a thing. She loved the sensation of her thrusting into her pussy or mouth, filling her completely.

  Lindsay paused for breath then bent back to his cock and wrapped her lips around it again, beginning to build up a steady bobbing motion with her head. With each pass of her lips over the head of his erection she heard his breathing get heavier and heavier. Pulling her mouth off again she said, with truth “My pussy is getting so wet, Mister Thomas, I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”

  Lindsay stood up, still between John’s legs, and grabbed one of his wrists, placing his hand on her leg and pulling it slowly upwards.

  “Do you like my long legs, Mister Thomas? I’ve pulled my skirt up for you to feel all the way.”

  John’s hand slid up the smooth surface of her leg, reached the top of her inner thigh and made contact with her pussy through the damp material of her panties. Lindsay gasped at the familiar touch in such unfamiliar circumstances, pulling his wrist harder to increase the pressure between his hand and her slit.

  “Mmmmmm, I think I need some help here, Mister Thomas. Will you, like, you know, go down on me?”

  “Yes, get on my desk Madison.” John said.

  Lindsay looked behind her and swept his keyboard and notepad to the side before hopping up with her ass near the edge and leaning backwards to recline on the rich dark wood of the custom made desk. Looking down she saw John roll forward in his office chair until he was closer to the desk and able to feel where she was again.

  John pulled her panties down quickly, betraying his excitement, but was able to take things slowly again once they were off. Kissing at her inner thighs he drove her wild with the anticipation as he ponderously made his way closer and closer to her pussy, which was craving his attention.

  John’s tongue suddenly made contact with her clit, eliciting a pleasured yelp from Lindsay. She quickly covered her mouth, moaning into her own hand as Peter flicked his tongue back and forth over her sensitive bump. Lindsay wasn’t sure how thin the walls were in the new office, or the suppressive qualities of the door and windows and didn’t want her squeals of pleasure to be overheard by all of John’s workmates, but John was eating her out so well, that it was very hard for her not to scream the building down.

  John inserted a finger into her soaking wet slit and slowly pushed it in and out while continuing to tantalise her clit with his tongue. Lindsay breathed faster and faster, biting down on her knuckle when she felt a moan about to escape. Building at her clit she felt the unmistakable sensation of an incredible orgasm approaching and gasped out.

  “Oh fuck… Mister Thomas… what’s happen… Uhhhhh!”

  John had turned his finger around, and started pulling it out with a ‘come here’ motion rubbing his digit on her g-spot, which sent her over the edge. Lindsay’s orgasm shook her body, rocketing between her clit and her belly and causing warm vibrations all the way to her fingers and toes. Lindsay wrapped her legs around her husband’s head and bit down on her knuckles even harder, pleasured breath hissing in and out around her hand as she forced his head against her quivering pussy, needing his tongue to continue its motions until her orgasm ebbed away.

  “Oh… my… god… Mister Thomas… that was amazing! Fuck me now, I want you to be my first! Remember, don’t tell my daddy.”

  John stood up and Lindsay briefly
regained sight of his still rock hard cock before he grabbed it with one hand and aimed it at her pussy navigating blind by the feel of her spread legs on each side of his hips. Lindsay felt his head at her entrance and then felt her lips parting as he pushed forward.

  Wrapping her hand around the back of his head, Lindsay pulled him close and nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his warm and familiar scent as he pushed his cock all the way into her and she felt their bodies meet. Raising her lips to his ear she whispered.

  “Kiss me like you kiss her, Mister Thomas.”

  John kissed her passionately. Sweet, wonderful, John, the love of her life. She returned the kiss eagerly, using her tongue to play with his, but then broke it off so she could breathe as he thrust powerfully into her and shook her body, not to mention everything on the desk.

  With her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist and her pussy wrapped around his cock, Lindsay squeezed with everything, stopping herself from being pushed from the edge of the desk and causing her to feel every bump and ridge of John’s erection as is pounded into her time and time again.

  Lindsay shut her eyes and imagined the sight of his cock sliding into her over and over again as his balls, heavy with sperm, swung back and forth, tapping her ass lightly with each stroke. So soon after her first orgasm she already felt her second approaching, she was so wild for him.

  Pleasure built up in her pussy like a spark that had landed in some dry leaves, spreading and threatening to catch fire. John freed his neck from the grip of her arms, pulling the cups of her bra down to expose her breasts to his mouth, sucking first one hard nipple past his lips and then the other, each being explored by his tongue.

  The attention to her breasts slowed John’s thrusts and Lindsay bucked against him, eager for the speed and power to return to his thrusts so the spark would catch alight, her orgasm was so close, it was driving her crazy. His tongue on her nipples felt amazing but there was only one game in town for her now.

  “Fuck me hard.”

  John appeared to need no more encouragement, bringing his head back level with hers and resuming his former pace, thrusting into her to the hilt, their bodies slapping together with each thrust. John whispered into her ear between thrusts.

  “I’m going… to cum…inside you… Madison.”

  “I want it, Mister Thomas.” Lindsay breathed.

  With a groan louder than Lindsay would have dared, she saw John’s face under the makeshift blindfold contort in ecstasy and felt the first hot spurts of his cum hit the walls of her pussy and strike the spark of pleasure within her like it was gasoline. Pleasure exploded like a fireball from deep within her slit as she pulled against her husband, grinding her clit against his pelvic bone as best she could as her body writhed and bucked to music only it could hear, almost completely out of her control. Together they twirled up and up in their minds on a wave of bliss as graceful as any dance move they had ever pulled off. Lindsay felt the hot spurts lessen in frequency and volume within her as her orgasm faded, leaving behind a glow of satisfaction. Lindsay found herself back on John’s desk, his panting form twitching away the last remnants of his own orgasm.

  “I think you deserve another promotion, Mister Thomas.” She said, kissing him softly then pushing him back until his softening erection slid out of her. He stood briefly and then collapsed into his chair. She saw him reach for his tie but grabbed his hand, stopping him.

  “No you don’t. What if my daddy caught you perving at his little girl? You keep that on until I leave.” Lindsay quickly gathered her clothes and rushed through putting them back on while John pulled his pants and boxers up and waited obediently. Lindsay grabbed her tote bag and went to the door. Taking one last look backwards she said “Enjoy your lunch, Mister Thomas.” before opening the door, walking through and closing it behind her.

  Hoping she didn’t look too flustered, she efficiently picked her way back through the busy office, heading towards the elevators again. Lindsay had a feeling that John would be hearing a lot from Madison in the future.

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  My Brother in Law and My First

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  Rosanna has been fantasising about a man who married somebody close to her, Shane, for years and has even saved herself in the hope that she would be able to seduce him into being her first. Now that she has her close-person's permission to try, will she be able to do it?

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  Pseudo-Incest, Brother-in-Law, Sister-in-Law, Virgin

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  Deep breaths, Rosanna, stay calm I thought to myself as I stood just outside the living room and prepared to potentially make the most embarrassing mistake of my life, or the best decision ever. I looked down at my chosen outfit, all part of my cunning plan to seduce my sister’s husband into being my first lover. Button up blouse with missing button between my breasts? Check. Worlds shortest skirt? Check.

  You might say that I was being a home-wrecker, but I wasn’t. You don’t need to worry, I got my sister’s permission first on the condition that I tell her all about it afterwards. She even made herself scarce for the evening so I could have a bit of time to work my magic. I knew I could have had any boy at my school, when I was still in school, but you probably don’t know what it was like growing up with a sister like mine.

  When you have older siblings, you kind of rely on them to fill you in on all the juicy stuff that your parents are too embarrassed to tell you. My sister always had lots of boyfriends when she was in high school, then when I got to high school and she went off to college, she still had lots of boyfriends. By that time I wanted to hear it all, and my god did I get an earful. She sure got fucked a lot.

  Then one day everything changed, she met Shane and all of a sudden he was the only thing she could speak about. I didn’t need to worry about losing my lifeline to stories about sex though, apparently Shane was the best she had ever had and the stories kept on coming. At first I wanted to go out and make my own stories, but my parents kept me under lock and key. It was like they gave up on their first daughter as if she was a lost cause and sheltered me all the more to compensate.

  Of course I would have been able to get around it, no parent’s security is airtight, but after hearing about what a great lay Shane was for so long, he began to be the focus of my fantasies and I got this idea in my head that he could be my first, even after they got married. I first met him when he came to our house to be introduced to Mom and Dad and have dinner. I did my best to get his attention but it didn’t work. I was just a kid then, I guess. But I’m not a kid anymore, and I had waited long enough.

  My plan was simple. I was going to go into the living room where he was watching a movie, sit really close and let him get a peek through the gap in my shirt at the curve of my breast. They weren’t huge, but they were perky and firm. After that, I was just going to wing it. What kind of a man could resist a nineteen year old virgin that wanted to give him that special gift? Hopefully not the kind of man Shane was.

  “Hey, whatcha’ watchin’?” I said, stepping into the liv
ing room, trying to sound casual. Shane’s head turned from the screen and I saw him first look mildly surprised and then look me up and down as I stood by the doorway. I could have sworn I could physically feel his cool blue eyes roam over me. First over my breasts, and I took a sudden involuntary breath. His gaze made me think that I had completely forgotten to put a shirt on or something. Then I felt my nipples brushing against the material and one worry was replaced by another, was the material see-through? I didn’t think so, I had checked, but nevertheless I felt my heart beat a little faster, partially in fear and partially hoping he would be able to see my nipples.

  The next place his eyes lingered was the hem of my skirt, and again his vision felt like exploring fingers on my exposed legs. It was like he was teasing me, the way I sometimes teased myself before masturbating, tracing circles on my thighs as I moved inexorably towards my slit, always imagining they were Shane’s fingers, Shane’s tongue, Shane’s cock.

  He couldn’t have been looking at me for more than a second or two, but I felt thoroughly surveyed. Did he like what he saw?

  “I’m not sure actually, it’s just some stupid B-grade horror flick.”

  No clues there, but his deep voice made me shiver. I had been visiting my sister for a couple weeks by this stage, staying in the spare bedroom. When Shane and Linda had sex in the night I could always hear Shane’s deep voice, it penetrated the walls and I always pretended he was talking dirty to me. Sometimes I even managed to convince myself that he had said my name while they were fucking, it was my favourite time to masturbate. God he was so hot, and I could tell by my sister’s moans, as if all her stories weren’t enough, that he knew how to drive her wild.

  “Oh. Mind if I watch with you?” I asked.

  “If you want, but I must warn you that it’s nothing special.”

  If all went according to plan, we wouldn’t be watching much of this movie anyway, so I didn’t really care about the quality.