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By : megadeth425
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"I need to work," Augustine grumbled, unconvincing to himself as Serena tried to make her way into his lap. She attempted to climb in from an awkward position that did wonders for make her skirt ride up, his need to work doing nothing to keep his eyes from going down to her thighs and absolutely ruining his resolve. "Wasn’t last night enough?"
"No," she said as if it was obvious, leaning forward and kissing along his jawline. He swallowed loudly, and she took that as permission to continue, reaching for his pants and rubbing the front of them. "Come on, just one. Remember what you told me last night? About how much you wanted to have sex with me on your desk?"
He went dead silent as she pulled that remark up. No, he definitely said that, because when Serena lay beneath him and made all those adorable sounds, he lost the ability to filter out his thoughts. “I want to fuck you senseless right on top of my desk,” he’d whispered into her ear so that her legs would wrap around his waist. His young, excitable girlfriend brought out the worst in him sometimes. “Merde,” he groaned, digging his feet into the floor and pushing his rolling chair back a little so that she had the space to get into his lap.
She didn’t want to be in his lap though; she just wanted him to pull back enough that she could climb onto his desk. Her hand continued stroking the front of his slacks as his cock slowly hardened beneath the fabric as the other swept across the desk, pushing aside all his papers and open books without any concern for order or whether or not he’d have to work once it was done. At least she spared him the dramatic push she had in mind which would have seen it all get shoved to the floor. She then pulled her hand away and got up onto the desk, smiling back at him. Feeling flirty to help get his expression from beleaguered into hungry, she parted her legs, placing her feet onto the arm rests of his chair so that he had a peek right up her skirt to her blue-and-white panties.
His eyes couldn't keep to themselves, and he sighed in resignation. “One time, then you let me get back to work, okay?” Leaning back in his chair, he looked to the clock on the wall. It was barely past lunch time, and Serena was already getting worked up. He loved her youthful energy and seemingly endless libido, but she could have used a little restraint, especially when she knew exactly what she was doing and toyed with him anyway.
Lifted up out of his seat, he worked his pants off, his blonde angel biting her lower lip as she watched his cock emerge. She didn't know why her appetites still surprised him anymore, but at least he was easy to convince. In return, she hooked her fingers into her panties and slipped them down her legs, letting them bundle up around her ankle. She decided to get playful, slipping one of the feet into his lap and pressing it against the underside of his cock. She could hear the professor swear under his breath as she pushed it flat against his stomach and began rubbing up and down, her hand reaching between her legs and rubbing the front of her pussy as she went. She was already wet, having spent much of the day with vivid images of him taking her every which way on his desk, and she was already primed for him. The footjob was just a quick way to get him riled up too.
His fingers dug into the leather armrests of his chair as her stocking-clad foot rubbed against his dick. He was already at full mast by the time he pulled it out, the sight of her presenting to him being too much to resist, but she seemed to want to tease him first. An erection wasn't enough; he had to be hungry and want to take her for it to be everything she hoped for. Only once she saw a bead of pre at his tip was it to her satisfaction, at which point she pulled the foot out of his lap, parted her legs again, and extended placed her hands on her thighs.
The message came through loud and clear. Sycamore stood up, the chair rolling back from the hurriedness with which he rose, one hand at the base of his cock to guide it into her, while the other grabbed the hem of her shirt. It surprised him just how thoroughly soaked Serena was, her velvety walls enveloped his penis as he eased his way inside of her. Her head found its way into his shoulder where she moaned at the slow feeling of fullness that came over her. Her shirt slowly came up, exposing her bra before he released the fabric and caressed the tops of her breasts instead.
She fiddled with the hem of her skirt and squeezed her thighs as he pushed all the way in, the familiar thrill of the older man balls-deep inside her sending jolts of pleasure up her spine. Her hands shifted back as he pulled out of her, palms pressing flat onto the desk for balance. It was a good call, because his first push back into her was surprisingly strong, and she had to dig her hands in harder to keep still. "Merde," she panted, nuzzling his shoulder as his hands grabbed her hips. "I knew that you wanted this more than you were letting on." He groaned, since she was absolutely correct. One of those amazing fantasies she gave him that he was ever so willing to just sit on because he didn't want to put it out there, only to have her coax him into fulfilling it. It was the story of their relationship, from her flirty advances the first time onward. She eagerly urged him toward all of his desires and rewarded him with a smile and amazing sex whenever he made the push.
His hips worked quickly, hands pulling her halfway off the desk so that the edge dug into her ass. He needed her within reach to bury himself inside her with every thrust, each one making his balls slap against her rear loudly. She was getting a proper fucking on his desk, embraced and ravaged like she had been hoping for all morning, and she was very vocal about how happy she was to finally get it. She moaned and cried out his name, including the occasional breathless, "Fuck me," just so that she could feel his grip tighten in total arousal each time she said it. He was so predictable, and she used every quirk and habit to her advantage, getting every desired reaction the second she needed it. Her legs eased their way around his waist and she leaned back, using the leverage on the desk to keep herself upright. Every thrust made her breasts heave, his eyes so enthralled by their motion that he stopped rubbing her breasts and let the hand trail down to her navel so that he could watch the effect he had on her body as he fucked her.
“Is it everything you hoped it would be?” she whispered, tongue playfully teasing his ear just to hear him shudder. He did, and she could feel her pussy tighten a little just from his charming voice. It always wreaked havoc on her loins when it was right up in her ear. The feeling of his cock a little tighter inside her made her gasp and moan. Though she enjoyed drawing him out, he was a genuinely good lay who just needed some pushing.
Augustine's hand massaged her flat stomach, having remembered her having a nice sensitivity there, and looking to enhance her pleasure past the hard fucking he gave her. It was the sort of ravaging he reserved for special nights or whenever she decided to wear her “favourite” nightgown. In his mind, this was special; since their relationship began it was an image he'd played many times over in his head, and it was finally happening. “Yes,” he moaned as her tongue slithered against his ear. “And more.”
Though her skilled tongue was renowned for leaving him an absolute mess, he was able to pull away from her licking, intent on watching her again as he continued fucking her. Sweat formed on her brow, cheeks went red, hair a little less immaculate, and her breasts were heaving quicker than ever. She began chewing on her lip, eyes shifting into the most alluring expression he could imagine. He was the luckiest man in Kalos.
Serena came first, because she may or may not have been fingering herself to the fantasy before making her way over to the lab. She cried out, quivering as her arms nearly gave out. Her legs squeezed him tightly and she flung her head back, hat falling onto the desk as her pussy tightened harder, clenching his dick and trying to milk it of its seed. Every inch of her felt incredible, and while for some people it may have been enough, it felt like a mere appetizer for her.
The feeling of her orgasming around him was all Sycamore needed. He pushed in one last time, burying his cock into her as it jerked and throbbed, spurting his thick seed into her. A spreading warmth came over the girl, and he shuddered, pulling out and stumbling back into his seat. He panted, staring longingly at Serena, leaned back with his cum slowly trickling out of her well-fucked hole and her eyes still struck with that lusty expression that meant the death of him.
“That was amazing,” he said through ragged breaths. “B-but I really need to get back to work.” He hoped against hope she'd let him do that, but he knew that smile anywhere.
“You should,” she said slyly. “But, there's no reason for it to end there. Maybe I could just hide under your desk and help you take some tension off while you work?”
“Mon dieu...”
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Poke-Ficlets	By : megadeth425 Category: Pokemon > General Views: 13430 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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