After-Hours Deposition

I could feel the heat between us the second Maya locked the glass door behind me. The yoga teacher’s tight black leggings hugged every curve of her round ass while her cropped tank clung to full, sweat-damped tits. We were supposed to be reviewing the liability waiver for her new studio, but the empty law office after hours hummed with something far more dangerous than paperwork.

“Mr. Reed… Ethan,” she corrected herself, voice low and husky as she set her yoga mat on the long conference table. “You really didn’t have to stay late for this. I know lawyers bill by the hour.”

I loosened my tie, eyes locked on the way her nipples had already stiffened against the thin fabric. “Call me Ethan. And this one’s on the house, Maya. Consider it pro bono stress relief.”

She laughed softly, but her dark eyes flicked down to the growing bulge in my suit pants. The tension snapped like a rubber band.

Within moments her hands were on my chest, pushing my jacket off my shoulders. “I’ve been wet since downward dog when I caught you staring at my ass,” she confessed, biting her lower lip. “Every time you adjusted that cock in your pants I wanted to taste it.”

“Fuck, Maya.” I grabbed her thick ponytail and pulled her mouth to mine. Our tongues slid hot and urgent while I yanked her tank up, freeing those heavy tits. They spilled into my palms, warm and soft, nipples dark and begging. I pinched one hard and she moaned into my mouth.

She dropped to her knees right there on the cool marble floor between the leather chairs. “Let me see that big lawyer dick.” Her fingers worked my belt open, unzipped me, and pulled my thick cock out. It sprang heavy against her cheek. “God, it’s even bigger up close.”

Maya didn’t tease. She opened wide and swallowed half my shaft in one smooth motion, throat relaxing like she’d practiced this in every yoga pose imaginable. Wet, filthy sucking sounds filled the silent office. I groaned, gripping her hair tighter as she bobbed, spit dripping down my balls.

“Shit, your mouth is perfect. Suck it deeper, baby. That’s it… fuck.”

She popped off with a gasp, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to my glistening cockhead. “I need you inside me. Right now. Bend me over your fancy lawyer desk.”

I spun her around, shoved her yoga pants and thong down to her knees in one rough tug. Her juicy ass cheeks parted to reveal a shaved, dripping pussy already shining under the city lights pouring through the window. I rubbed my cock along her slit, coating myself in her slickness.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” I growled, spanking her firm ass once, twice.

“I want that fat cock stretching my tight yoga pussy,” she panted, arching her back. “Fuck me like you own me, Ethan. Please.”

I thrust forward hard, burying every inch inside her scorching heat. Maya cried out, fingers scrabbling across polished oak as her walls clenched around me. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed between filing cabinets and bookshelves. I pounded her deep and steady, watching her ass ripple with every impact.

“Oh my god, yes… harder! Fuck my pussy harder!” she begged, voice breaking.

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles while I railed her. Her legs started shaking. I pulled out suddenly, spun her to face me, and lifted her onto the table. Papers scattered. She spread her thighs wide, heels digging into my ass as I slammed back in.

We fucked face to face now, her tits bouncing wildly. I sucked a stiff nipple into my mouth, biting just enough to make her gasp. The desk creaked beneath us. Her pussy fluttered, gripping my cock like a vice.

“I’m gonna cum… don’t stop, don’t you dare stop fucking me,” Maya whimpered, nails raking down my back.

I drove into her faster, balls slapping her ass. “Cum on my cock, you gorgeous slut. Let me feel that yoga pussy squeeze me.”

She shattered. Her head fell back, mouth open in a silent scream as her orgasm ripped through her. Hot cream flooded around my shaft, dripping down to soak my balls. I kept thrusting through every pulse until her trembling eased.

Then I pulled out, stroked my slick cock twice, and painted her tits and belly with thick ropes of cum. Maya watched with heavy-lidded eyes, scooping a drop onto her finger and sucking it clean.

“Best legal consultation I’ve ever had,” she purred, still breathless, legs lazily wrapped around my waist.

I kissed her slow and deep, tasting myself on her tongue. “Next week we’ll go over the lease agreement. My office. Same time. Bring the mat… and no panties.”

She smiled wickedly against my lips. “Yes, counselor.”