Stolen Shots at the Office Party
The moment I saw her across the crowded office party, my cock twitched with raw need. Lisa, my best friend Mark's wife, looked like pure sin in that tight black dress hugging her juicy ass and full tits. The holiday lights in the conference room cast a warm glow on her flushed skin as she laughed at some lame joke, but her eyes kept flicking to me, dark with the same forbidden tension that had simmered between us for months.
"Hey, Jake, you made it," she said, sliding up to me near the bar, her voice low and teasing. "Mark's stuck in that boring meeting upstairs. Guess it's just us photographers and models tonight, huh?"
I smirked, my gaze dropping to the way her nipples poked against the thin fabric. "You know I'd never miss a chance to shoot you, Lisa. That body of yours... fuck, it's made for the camera."
Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, stepping closer so her perfume—something sweet and musky—wrapped around me. "Then why don't you take some shots right now? The storage room's empty. I could pose for you... privately."
We slipped away before anyone noticed, the door clicking shut behind us. The small room smelled of paper and faint cleaning solution, but all I could focus on was her. Lisa turned, pressing her back against the shelves, hiking her dress up slowly.
"Like this?" she whispered, spreading her legs a little. Her shaved pussy was already glistening, no panties underneath. "Come on, Jake. I've seen how you look at me when Mark's not around. You want this, don't you?"
"Fuck yes," I growled, dropping to my knees. I buried my face between her thighs, my tongue dragging up her wet slit, tasting her sweet juices. She moaned loud, fingers tangling in my hair.
"Oh shit, Jake... lick my pussy harder. Right there on my clit—yes, like that!"
I sucked her swollen clit between my lips, flicking it fast while two fingers plunged into her tight cunt. She was soaking, her walls clenching around me as her hips bucked. The sounds were filthy—wet slurps, her gasps, the distant thump of party music through the wall.
"God, you're gonna make me cum already," she panted, grinding against my mouth. "Mark never eats me out like this. Deeper, please... fuck!"
Her legs shook as she came, flooding my tongue with her cream. I stood up, spinning her around and bending her over a stack of boxes. My cock was rock-hard, thick and throbbing as I freed it from my pants.
"Spread that ass for me," I ordered. She reached back, pulling her cheeks apart, showing me her dripping pussy and tight little hole.
"Put it in me, Jake. Fuck your friend's wife. I need your big cock stretching my cunt."
I slammed into her in one thrust, balls-deep, her pussy gripping me like a vice. "Holy fuck, you're so tight and wet," I groaned, pounding her hard. The slap of skin echoed, her ass rippling with every deep stroke.
"Yes! Harder—fuck me like you own this pussy!" she cried, pushing back to meet me. I grabbed her hips, railing her faster, my thumb circling her asshole teasingly.
We switched positions quick, her jumping up to wrap her legs around me as I pinned her to the wall. Her tits bounced free from her dress, and I latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while my dick drilled up into her.
"I'm close again," she whimpered, nails digging into my shoulders. "Cum inside me, Jake. Fill up your buddy's slutty wife."
That pushed me over. I thrust deep, groaning as my cock pulsed, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her spasming pussy. She squirted a little around me, her whole body trembling through another orgasm, our mixed juices dripping down her thighs.
We stayed locked together, breathing heavy, her forehead against mine. "That was insane," she murmured with a wicked smile. "Mark's gonna be back soon... but next time, bring your camera. I want you to film me taking every inch."
I kissed her swollen lips, already getting hard again. "Deal. But for now, let's get back out there before someone misses us."
She fixed her dress, cum still leaking from her well-fucked pussy, and winked. "Our little secret. For now."
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