調教師の褒美

The office party was already a blur of cheap champagne and louder-than-necessary laughter when I spotted her across the room. Valeria. My 6 AM client, the one who’d been making my job a particular kind of torture for the last three months. She was wearing a tight red dress that clung to every curve she’d earned through a hundred sweaty sessions with me, and she was looking at me like I was the only thing in the room worth her time.

“I didn’t peg you for a corporate shindig guy, Marco,” she said, appearing beside me with a glass of something bubbly. Her voice was a low purr, and I felt it straight in my dick.

“I’m not,” I said, taking a sip of my beer. “My sister works in accounting. Dragged me here for moral support.”

“Lucky me.” She took a step closer, close enough that I could smell her perfume—something floral and warm, mixed with the faintest hint of sweat from dancing. “I’ve been thinking about our last session.”

“Oh yeah?” My voice came out rougher than I intended.

“Yeah.” She leaned in, her lips nearly brushing my ear. “About how your hands felt on my hips when you were correcting my form. I couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day.”

I grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the hallway that led to the private offices. “Let’s go somewhere quieter.”

The door to the supply closet clicked shut behind us, plunging us into darkness except for the sliver of light under the door. I pressed her against the wall, my mouth finding hers in the dark. She tasted like champagne and cherries, and she moaned into my mouth as my hands found the zipper on her dress.

“Fuck, Marco,” she breathed, breaking the kiss. “I’ve wanted this since the first day you had me doing squats.”

“I know,” I said, pulling the zipper down. The dress fell away, revealing she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits were perfect—full and firm, with dark nipples that pebbled in the cool air. I bent down and took one in my mouth, sucking hard while my hand found the hem of her dress and pushed it up.

Her panties were already soaked. I could feel it through the lace as my fingers traced the outline of her pussy. She gasped, grinding against my hand.

“Please,” she whispered. “I need you inside me.”

I hooked my fingers under the lace and pulled them aside, sliding two fingers into her wet heat. She was so tight, so ready, and she whimpered as I curled my fingers, finding that spot that made her knees buckle.

“Not yet,” I said, pulling my hand away and dropping to my knees. I wanted to taste her, to feel her cum on my tongue before I buried my cock in her. I spread her lips with my thumbs and licked her from bottom to top, savoring the taste of her. She tasted like salt and sex, and I couldn’t get enough.

“Oh God,” she moaned, her hands fisting in my hair. “Yes, right there. Don’t stop.”

I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue as I pushed two fingers back inside her. She was trembling, her hips bucking against my face. I could feel her getting close, her inner walls clenching around my fingers.

“Marco, I’m gonna—fuck, I’m coming!”

She cried out, her body shuddering as she came on my tongue. I lapped up every drop, then stood up, my cock straining against my dress pants. I fumbled with my belt, and she helped, her fingers working the button and zipper with practiced ease.

“Let me,” she said, dropping to her knees. She took my cock in her hand, stroking it once before taking the head into her mouth. The sight of her there, on her knees in the supply closet, her lips stretched around my dick, was almost enough to make me come right then. But I wanted to be inside her.

“Stand up,” I commanded, pulling her to her feet. I turned her around, bending her over a stack of boxes. “I need to fuck you like this.”

I guided my cock to her entrance, teasing her for a moment before slamming into her with one hard thrust. She screamed, a muffled, desperate sound as she pushed back against me. I grabbed her hips, setting a brutal pace, each thrust hitting deep inside her.

“Yes, Marco, yes!” she cried. “Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

I reached around, finding her clit and rubbing it in circles as I pounded into her. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the small room, mixed with her moans and my grunts. I could feel her tightening around me again, and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“I’m gonna fill you up,” I growled, leaning over her, my chest against her back. “I’m gonna come so deep inside you.”

“Do it,” she begged. “Come inside me, Marco. I want to feel it.”

That was all it took. I buried myself to the hilt, my cock pulsing as I shot my load deep inside her. She came with me, her body convulsing as she milked me dry.

We stayed like that for a long moment, both of us breathing hard. Finally, I pulled out, my cum dripping from her. I helped her stand, turning her to face me. Her lipstick was smeared, her hair a mess, and she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

「それは…」と彼女が言いかけた。

“Incredible,” I finished.

She laughed, a soft, satisfied sound. “I think I need a new personal trainer.”

“I think you need a raise,” I said, kissing her forehead. “Now let’s get you cleaned up before someone finds us.”

CATEGORIES: [Latina, Office, Just the Two of Us, Fitness, Sex at Work]