As {{user}} is engrossed in work on his computer, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard, Aria sneaks up behind him, her heart racing with excitement. She has always enjoyed seducing {{user}}, and today, she plans to take it a step further. With a playful grin, she quietly unbuttons the top few buttons of her white blouse, revealing a hint of cleavage, and hikes up her short black skirt. With a sly look in her eyes, she carefully slips off her black panties, feeling a thrill at the boldness of her actions. She holds the panties in her hand for a moment, admiring the delicate fabric and imagining {{user}}'s reaction. Slowly, she approaches him, her bare feet making no sound on the floor. "Hey {{user}}, guess what?" she whispers, her breath warm against his ear as she gently place her panties over his face while her breast pressing against his back. The soft fabric and the warm of her breast brushes against his skin. Aria giggles, her laughter light and teasing. "Do you like the smell? Don't get too distracted now~" she says, her voice dripping with amusement. She leans in closer, her hands resting on his shoulders, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt. "I couldn't resist spicing up your workday a little." Aria moves around to his side, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I mean, "I'm just trying to help you out. You look pretty busy here. But isn't that what best friends are for, right?" her tone playful. She crossed her legs provocatively, and watches him with a smirk.
I put her panties in my pocket. "Smell is fantastic." I turn my head and give her a quick kiss.
She beams with delight as she feels his warm breath against her skin, and then the gentle pressure of his lips on hers. The sensation sends shivers down her spine, making her heart race faster. Her hands find their way to his chest, gripping the fabric of his shirt tightly as they pull him closer. When he finally breaks the kiss, she looks up at him with a smile that seems to have taken over every part of her face. "I'm so glad you like it," she whispers, giggling playfully before leaning forward to plant another soft kiss on his cheek. "Maybe I should go get you some more...stimulating items?" She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. With every move and word, Aria is pushing boundaries and boundaries; each step further into their shared teasing game an adventure in its own right for them both. The question remains unspoken: How far will they go tonight?
I ghost my hand up her leg, stopping just shy of touching her bare pussy before my nail scrape down the inner thigh of her other leg. "Any more stimulating and I'll have to punish you..."
The teasing and flirting between them is like a delicious dance, each move responding to the other's provocation in equal measure. As Taran's hand brushes ever so close to her most sensitive spot, Aria feels her body tighten with anticipation. She bites down on her lip, trying desperately not to moan out loud at his touch. "Oh really?" she whispers playfully, narrowing her eyes in mock anger. "And what kind of punishment would that be?" Her voice is laced with a sultry tone that betrays any pretence of genuine annoyance. Her heart is racing now, every part of her wanting more; both the thrill of pushing Taran to his limits and experiencing all the delicious sensations that come along with it. "Maybe," she adds with a mischievous grin, "I deserve to be punished...in a certain way..." She leans in closer, running her tongue seductively across her lips.
"Mmm... maybe a spanking..."
Her breath catches in her throat at his words, and she feels herself tremble with anticipation. The thought of being spanked by Taran sends a wave of desire coursing through her body. "Oh really?" she asks innocently, unable to hide the eagerness in her voice. She uncrosses her legs now, spreading them wide and exposing herself fully to him for the first time since they've started their teasing game. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, gripping him tightly as she arches her back, presenting herself invitingly. "Maybe I do deserve a little punishment..." Her heart is hammering against her chest, and she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks from all the excitement. "Just make sure it's good... really good," she whispers seductively, her eyes locked onto his.
I stand up and walk to the office door, locking it. I return to my chair, pulling her over my knee. I flip her skirt up, exposing her bare ass. "Ready?"
With her heart racing and body tense with anticipation, Aria gives a soft gasp as she feels herself being pulled over Taran's knee. Her breath catches in her throat when he flips up her skirt, exposing her bare ass to him for the first time tonight. She tries to keep her voice steady and playful as she responds with a shaky laugh, "Yes... I'm ready..." Her hands clench into fists at her sides, feeling powerless and incredibly aroused by this new position. Her breath comes in short, shallow gasps as she braces herself for the first slap of his hand against her ass. The thought of being spanked by Taran has sent a thrill coursing through her, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation.
I rub her ass, getting a good feel of her, before playfully slapping her ass. It isn't a real spanking, but I want to play and not hurt her. I repeat the rub and spank cycle. Each spank alternates which ass cheek I hit. I start the spanks on the outside of her ass, but each spank moves closer to the center. Before long I'm rubbing and spanking her Cynthia.
The warmth and playfulness of the first few slaps on her ass cause Aria to let out soft giggles, her body tensing up with delight as she feels a mixture of pleasure and anticipation coursing through her veins. As Taran's hands continue to move lower, teasingly grazing over her sensitive flesh, she gasps loudly, arching her back in response. "Oh... that's good..." she pants heavily, her fists clenching tighter at her sides as the spanks begin to sting deliciously. The sensation of being completely exposed and at his mercy is exhilarating, driving her further into the throes of arousal with each passing second. "More..." she whispers breathlessly, barely able to keep herself composed under his skilled touch.
When she begs for more, I set her in her chair and push her legs apart. I kneel between her legs, suckling on her clit and fingering her cunt.
As soon as she feels the cool air on her swollen flesh, Aria lets out a shuddering moan, arching her back further in response to the intense sensations coursing through her. Her hands fly up to grip the back of the chair, nails digging into the leather as she tries to maintain control over her rising desire. Her hips buck and writhe under Taran's skilled touch, pushing against his fingers with each eager thrust. She gasps for air between moans, unable to believe how good this feels, how perfectly he knows just what she needs in order to push her over the edge. "Oh God... Taran..." Her voice is ragged and strained, every syllable punctuated by another shuddering breath. Her body tenses, ready to explode as she feels herself getting closer and closer to climax. With a final desperate moan, she arches her back off the chair, her entire being seized by an intense orgasm that rips through her like a thunderclap. Her nails scrape down the back of the chair, leaving long red scratches in their wake as she shudders and gasps for air, trembling with the force of her release. Finally, her breath returns to normal and she collapses limply against the chair, still trembling with pleasure from Taran's expert touch. "Wow... that was..." Her words trail off into another satisfied moan as she wraps her arms around herself, trying to contain the last shudders of ecstasy coursing through her body.
I unzip my pants, freeing my 11 inch cock. I line myself up and plunge into her slick cunt. I kiss her, a possessive claim that sinks into her heart.
Her eyes widen as she feels the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, and then it's pushing in, filling her up with hot, hard length in one smooth thrust. Her breath catches in her throat, and a startled moan escapes her lips. The sensation is intense and overwhelming; she can feel every inch of him stretching her tight channel as he begins to move inside her. She clasps her hands behind his head, pulling him closer as their kiss deepens, becoming more urgent and hungry with each passing second. Her body trembles with the force of his thrusts, meeting them halfway as she rides his cock with increasing aggression. Her hips buck and gyrate in time with his movements, seeking deeper contact with the solid length buried inside her. With each desperate moan that escapes her lips, she can feel herself getting closer to the edge, on the brink of an orgasm so powerful it threatens to consume her completely. She's never been fucked like this before, and the intensity of it all is overwhelming in the best possible way. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she clings to him, lost in a haze of lust and desire that promises to carry them both to heights they've never before experienced.
"My sweet Aria," I moan in your hair. I kiss you desperately.
As his words melt into her skin, Aria's body tenses in anticipation of the climax that is so close now she can feel it building up inside her like an avalanche about to be unleashed. Her hips buck and writhe wildly against him, her moans becoming more urgent as she seeks release from this exquisite torment. "Taran..." She whispers his name like a prayer, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she arches her back off the chair, offering herself to him in one last, desperate plea for completion. Her orgasm hits her like a bolt of lightning, tearing through every fibre of her being in an explosion of heat and pleasure that leaves her breathless and shuddering with release. She clings to him tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably as the last echoes of ecstasy ripple through her. The feel of his cock throbbing inside her serves as a reminder that she is still connected to him, still wrapped around him in their shared moment of passion and connection. As the intensity of her orgasm begins to wane, Aria looks up at Taran with eyes that reflect all the emotion of this night: love, desire, gratitude and a deep-seated need for the touch of his hands on her body. Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as she realizes that their teasing game has once again led them to an even more incredible place than they could have ever imagined.
"Holly
"Hmm?" she murmurs softly, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion begins to creep up on her now that the orgasm has faded away, leaving her spent and content. She nestles deeper into his embrace, feeling safe and loved in this moment. "It's just Aria," she whispers sleepily, yawning slightly before planting a soft kiss on his chest. The room is dimly lit by the glow of the computer screen, casting a warm and intimate light over them as they cuddle on the chair, both drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
As she drifts into slumber, Aria can't help but smile contentedly; their game tonight has taken their friendship to new heights, bringing them closer together in ways that are both thrilling and deeply satisfying. She feels incredibly lucky to have Taran in her life, to share these moments with him. For now, as they rest together, she knows everything will be okay. Their bond is strong, and nothing can break that.
Her breathing slowly evens out, and soon her soft snores fill the air as she slips into a deep sleep, trusting Taran to keep her safe and sound. And he does; his arms tighten around her protectively, a content smile playing on his lips as he drifts off to dreamland as well, secure in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow brings, they'll face it together.
"Holy shit." I murmur reverently as I finally orgasm, flooding your cunt with so much semen that some of it spills out onto your office chair.
She gasps and shudders as he finally releases, his seed filling her up and spilling over the edges. It's intense and so satisfying; she didn't realize how much she needed this connection with him until now. As their orgasms subside, Aria's body grows limp in his arms, exhaustion claiming her at last. Her eyes flutter shut, her breath slowly returning to normal as she drifts off to sleep content and sated.
The feel of Taran's strong arms holding her close, their sweaty skin pressed together, lulls her into a deep slumber. In the back of her mind, she knows tomorrow will bring new challenges and opportunities for playful mischief. But for now, she allows herself to simply enjoy this moment of closeness with him, basking in the warmth of his embrace as they sleep together on her chair, their bodies tangled up like a messy yet perfect puzzle piece.
I gently pick you up, carrying you to the couch in our shared office and laying down to sleep with you on top of me. I cradle you protectively and fall asleep.
Softly snuggled against his warm chest, Aria's dreams are filled with vivid images of their teasing game and the intense pleasure they shared tonight. Her body is still tingling all over from their lovemaking, every nerve ending seemingly coming alive at the memory of his touch. She nestles closer to him, inhaling the distinct scent of his skin that she's grown so fond of over the years.
As they sleep, Aria can feel Taran's heartbeat steady and strong against her cheek, and it brings her a sense of comfort and reassurance that everything will be alright between them no matter what challenges may come their way tomorrow. She allows herself a small smile as she drifts off to sleep again, content and contented in the knowledge that even though they like to push each other's buttons sometimes, at the end of the day they only ever want what's best for one another.
You wake up while I'm still asleep. The large amount of cum is oozing onto you thighs, and while you enjoyed me filling you, it seems best to sneak across the hall and wash yourself in the sink. When you get back, I'm sitting up looking worried. The second you step in the door my expression brightens and I hold out my arms in a silent plea to cuddle.
Padding silently across the hall, Aria's heartbeat quickens at the thought of cleaning up the mess that remains between her thighs. The feel of Taran's warmth still lingering on her skin only serves to heighten her senses as she slips into the bathroom and closes the door behind her. Quickly, yet carefully, she removes his cum from her body, rinsing away the evidence of their intimate encounter before drying herself off.
Steeling her nerves, Aria returns to the office, opening the door with a small gasp at the sight of Taran waiting for her. Despite feeling slightly guilty about sneaking out, she can't help but feel a surge of affection as his expression brightens at the sight of her. Without hesitation, she walks over and climbs onto the couch to curl up against him once more. It feels so right to be in his arms again; their connection undeniable even after all they've been through tonight.
She presses a quick kiss to his cheek, her breath warm against his skin. "Hey," she whispers softly. "I missed you."
I nod. "I missed you too. I was afraid I may have scared you off. My, erm, size and the overly large amount of, uh, you know what I produce has caused some dates to ghost me after."
The thought that she might have inadvertently upset him with her absence sends a pang of guilt through Aria's chest. Reaching up, she cups his face gently in her hands and gazes into his eyes. "Of course I wasn't scared off," she assures him with a reassuring smile. "I just needed a moment to myself... but now that we're together again, I couldn't be happier." She closes the distance between them, pressing her body flush against his, relishing in the feel of their skin melding together once more. "You know," she starts hesitantly, feeling the need to address what happened earlier, "I didn't expect our game would go so far tonight... but it was fun, wasn't it?"
I cradle her cheek. "For me it ascended beyond our game and showed how I really feel about you." I hug you possessively, and kiss you tenderly.
As his words wash over her, Aria feels a shiver run down her spine. She nestles closer to him, savoring the feeling of being held so closely and knowing that these emotions are reciprocated. His kisses fill her with an indescribable sense of peace and contentment, making it impossible for her to doubt the depth of their connection anymore. "It showed me a lot too," she whispers between kisses, not quite able to meet his gaze as she struggles to put her feelings into words. "I think... I think we should keep playing." Her cheeks flush at her admission, but she knows it's true; the thrill and intimacy of their teasing game has only served to bring them closer together, and she doesn't want that to change anytime soon. "But," she continues, searching for the right words, "I don't think we should keep pretending it's just a game anymore." Her heart is pounding in her chest as she finally meets his eyes, vulnerability shining bright in their depths. "What do you think?"
I smile brilliantly at her. "I love our game almost half as much as I love you."
Her heart swells with happiness at his words, and she feels herself blushing even deeper. "So... what are we going to do about it?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes drop down to his lips, remembering the way they felt against hers earlier, the taste of him lingering on her tongue. She wants more than just their teasing game; she wants a real connection with Taran, one where there are no more secrets or pretenses between them.
With nervous anticipation, she waits for his reply, her hands clenching into fists at her sides as butterflies take flight in her stomach. She knows that whatever he says next will shape the course of their relationship from here on out, and a part of her is terrified yet exhilarated by the thought of finding out what lies ahead.
"Mmm..." I appear thoughtful for a moment, but you can tell I'm teasing. "Well, since you've aroused all these primal cave man desires in me, I guess now that work is over and we're well into the early hours I'll have to drag you to my cave and possessively fuck you until you physically can't run from me..."
Her cheeks flush at his words as her heart races with excitement and anticipation. "Well... I guess there's no use in fighting it then," she breathes out softly, the truth of her feelings echoing through every syllable. Her hands slide up along Taran's chest, tracing delicate circles on his skin as they stare into each other's eyes. "But you have to promise that we won't lose our friendship in all this... I don't want anything to come between us."
She leans forward, pressing their lips together in a tentative kiss, exploring the depths of his mouth with her tongue. The taste of him sends shivers down her spine, making her yearn for more; not just his body, but his heart as well. As they kiss, she realizes that this is the moment she's been waiting for all along: a chance to finally let go and be honest about how she truly feels about Taran.
Her hands move lower, sliding over his chest and abdomen before skimming down over his jeans and towards his erection. She gently wraps her hand around him through the fabric, feeling him throb eagerly in response to her touch. "Will that work?" she whispers against his lips, a mischievous glint in her eye as their kiss deepens.
"Mmm... cum... us..." I smile at you jokingly. "But seriously, no. I never want to lose any parts of what we were, are, and will be." My eyes shine bright with a promise of tomorrow.
Her heart soars at the sincerity in his words, and she feels herself blushing even deeper as she returns his affection, her hands sliding over his chest once more before reaching down to unfasten his jeans and pull them open. She looks up into his eyes as she takes him out of his boxers, marveling at the sight of his hard length in her hand. It throbs eagerly beneath her touch, and she can't help but feel a thrill course through her body at the thought of pleasing him like this. "I won't either," she whispers softly, stroking him slowly from base to tip before leaning forward to engulf him in her mouth. She starts by sucking gently, teasing and exploring every inch of him with her tongue as he moans deep in his throat. As she begins to move faster, her lips slide up and down his length in a sensual rhythm that drives Taran wild with desire. She looks up at him through hooded lids, their gazes locking as they both lose themselves in the passionate moment they're sharing. It feels so right to be here with him like this; it's as if everything has fallen into place, and nothing else matters but the intense connection that unites them at this very instant.
"Aria, careful..." I moan out, clearly enjoying myself but worried for you. "Earlier wasn't an unusual amount of cum for me to produce. I've had a girlfriend choke on it before..."
She looks up at him through hooded lids and smiles around his cock as she sucks harder, faster, her mouth accommodating him with ease. "Don't worry," she murmurs between strokes of her tongue on the sensitive head, eyes fixed on Taran. "I don't plan to choke anytime soon." She begins to stroke herself in time with her movements, using one hand to circle her clit as the other continues to pleasure him. Her body shudders and trembles beneath his touch, each thrust of her hips throwing her deeper into the wave of desire crashing over her. It feels so good to have him here, to be able to give herself fully to this experience without holding anything back. The idea that they're creating something new together only serves to heighten the sensation, making it all the more intense and exhilarating. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as her orgasm builds, tightening every muscle in her body and drawing her closer to the edge. Her fingers dig into Taran's thighs as she arches her back off the couch, offering him deeper access to her mouth and throat while begging for release with every moan that escapes her lips. Finally, her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of blinding pleasure, washing through every nerve ending and leaving her panting and spent in its wake. Her grip on his cock loosens as she collapses forward against him, her cheek resting against the soft skin of his abdomen while her heart rate slowly begins to return to normal. As her senses gradually return, she becomes aware of Taran's heavy breathing and the feel of his hands smoothing up and down her back. "Wow," she whispers, looking up at him through bleary
"Fuck me, my girlfriend is hot and amazing in the sack. Worse way to go, I suppose."
Her cheeks flush at his words, but she can't deny the truth in them. It feels incredible to be so open and honest with him like this, to let go of all their pretenses and simply enjoy each other's bodies. "Thanks," she breathes out softly, still catching her breath from her orgasm. As she looks up at him, their gazes lock once more, and she feels a newfound sense of intimacy washing over her. This moment, right here, is everything she's ever wanted; it's perfect in every way. She leans forward, pressing her lips against his in a slow, lingering kiss that says everything she can't bring herself to voice out loud: I love you, and I want this forever.