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He reached in his pants, and pulled out, unsurprisingly, quite a large dick. Not erect, but still big.
Claire began to wonder how it changed when it was hard. How much bigger it got. How much thicker.
There was an extended silence. Only Chris had noticed how much time had passed. Claire was completely unaware that she had been staring a lot longer than she had originally intended.
"Still think you haven’t seen something new?"
He was still wrong. It wasn’t anything new. But she was intrigued regardless.
She switched her gaze from his dick and looked up at him. He could see something in those eyes. Those big, beautiful eyes.
A long, silent. Then, "…do you want me to put it away now?"
Claire was still looking into his eyes. She did not respond. They did not break eye contact.
From where she was sitting, and considering his height, his dick was at the same level as her head.
Chris began to walk forward. Very soon, he was inches from her.
She was still looking straight up at him.
Chris grabbed Claire’s right hand, and placed it on his dick. It was huge in her hand.
She began to stroke it, and it wasn’t long before it became hard. Erect, it was even bigger in her hand. So big, that she realized she was going to have to use both hands.
Why was she doing this?
He let her do this for awhile, and loved that fact that she’d been looking into his eyes the entire time.
He wondered how far this would go.
He decided to test the water.
Chris gently removed Claire’s hands from his dick. He lightly grabbed the right side of the back of her head and neck, and pushed his dick toward her face.
Claire slowly opened her mouth, and Chris touched his tip to her lips. In response, her tongue began to lick the tip of his dick. He nearly came in that instant, from that alone. He was glad he didn’t. He had more he wanted to do to her.
When Chris found the right moment, he began to slide his dick deeper into Claire’s mouth. Neither of them could believe how much of him fit. So he kept going. And going.
He must have been down her throat before he began to pull back. He pulled all the way out, and pushed it in again. Out, then in. Out, then in.
"What would you do if someone walked in the door right now?" he asked.
Claire didn’t respond. Instead, she brushed his hand away, and began sucking his dick on her own.
She decided she wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him inside of her. She was going to live out this fantasy.
"Fuck me. Right here."
She unbuckled his pants, and pulled them down.
He picked her up, placed her on the edge of her desk, and removed her underwear.
Had he been interested, he could have taken a moment longer to see how she looked before taking them off. He would have seen how perfect they made her ass look.
She hiked up her dress. Her bare ass sitting on a slightly cold surface. She was looking right into his eyes again.
Not wanting to neglect or to not reciprocate what she had done to him earlier, he lifted her ass into the air. She arched her back, and supported herself on her arms.
He pulled her pussy right to his mouth, and put her legs around his shoulders. He was holding her with one had. She screamed when his tongue first found her clit.
The way she tasted. How beautiful her pussy looked. He couldn’t get enough. He could go down on her for days.
Chris’s tongue explored every inch of her. He was tempted to explore further south, but decided not to.
Claire’s whole body was vibrating. Every sensation was intense. Anybody could walk through the door at any moment and see everything. But she didn’t care. She wanted them to look.
He could feel her legs tightening around his neck. He had to stop. Didn’t want her to cum yet. So he placed her ass back down on the desk. She looked at him. He could see she wanted, needed him as soon as possible. This eye contact remained unbroken, until his dick was finally inside of her.
She gasped and grabbed parts of the desk to stabilize herself. All of him was in her.
Slowly Chris moved his dick in and out of Claire’s pussy. She had been so wet.
He grabbed the back of her neck with both of his hands to keep a hold on her, and she wrapped her legs around his back. She wanted more, faster. So she used her legs to pull him in. He was more than happy to let her fuck herself with his dick.
"Are you sure you don’t want me to call my friend? You could have another one of these to play with."
Claire smiled, but ignored the comment.
Chris grabbed hold of her whole body, and sat them both down in her chair. It didn’t take long for his dick to find her. To be in her again.
Claire pulled off the dress. Chris pulled off her bra.
Her breasts bounced as she rode him. They were incredible. She was incredible.
"I wanna cum on your face," he said.
"Not…gonna happen," she said, in between breaths.
"Come on. You’d look so good covered in my cum."
"Nope."
If he thought she was gonna change her mind about this, he was wrong.
He stopped her bouncing and began to move her up and down on him, slowly.
He started licking her nipples. Sucking on them. Gently biting them.
Chris knew he was going to cum at some point soon, and wanted to try one more thing before he finished.
He stood up, still inside her.
"I wanna try something."
"Okay." Her eyes were incredible. They spoke only of her willingness to try anything.
"I’m going to fuck you real hard."
"Please."
He walked them both up to the desk.
"Without pulling out, I’m going to spin you around. Lay flat on the desk or prop yourself up with you arms. I’m going to hold your legs."
Chris spun Claire around. She lay half on the desk with her forearms holding her up, pressing her breasts together slightly.
He began fucking Claire hard. She began screaming.
She had never been attracted to black guys, and yet here was one fucking her. Fucking her, possibly, harder than she’d ever been fucked. She wanted every inch of his dick. Anywhere he wanted to put it.
She wanted to make him cum hard. She wanted her pussy to be the reason he came harder than he ever had in his entire life. She wanted his dick to make her cum harder than ever before.
Just as she thought this, she came. The sensation, unreal. She came. And came. And came. Almost as if it would never stop.
"Are you gonna cum hard for me?" she asked him.
"You know it," he said.
"I want to swallow all of it."
"Then get ready."
Quickly, Claire knelt on the floor, and took him into her mouth. He was close. Just a little bit more attention, and he’d go off.
She brought it in, as far as it would go. Over and over. Chris closed his eyes.
She knew as soon as he closed his eyes, it was about to happen.
When he came, it felt like it would never end.
Claire’s mouth filled with his cum.
He wanted to see all of it. Wanted to see every last drop he had shot into her mouth. She knew this, and opened her mouth to show him.
And then swallowed the whole thing
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When the clothes came back on, Claire wondered how things had happened so quickly.
Chris grabbed his headphones, and looked like he was about to leave. Which was fine. She wasn’t sure what she would say to him anyway.
Before he walked out the door, Chris turned.
"Do you still want me to leave you alone?"
She looked into his eyes from across the room. He looked into hers.
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