[DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Reader discretion is advised.]
What's a gamer girl to do when she loses her job to the pandemic? She takes out her stress on innocent players online and destroys them all. At least, that wa...
I reach for the waistband of my panties to take them off but he stops me, wanting to take them off me himself. He grasps them from one side and slowly tugs them down my legs, torturing me with the anticipation of what's to come.
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Finally, when my sex is exposed to his hungry gaze, he leans into my pussy and breathes in my scent before burying his face between my legs. I feel him lick up every drop of my essence as he finishes sliding my panties down my legs, and I just hold onto his shoulders as he drives me to the brink of another orgasm with his warm mouth and tongue. When he feels me getting close again, he pulls away, making me groan in frustration, and leans back on my chair with a devilish smirk, looking like a king sitting on his throne.
I step out of my panties that are pooled at my feet and don't hesitate to climb back on his lap so I'm straddling him. I go to reach for his face to lick my essence off him but he stops me. "The shirt, take it off," he tells me and the brat in me wants to defy him and see what he'll do, but the other part of me wants to come and I know he won't let me if I test him, so I do as he says and hand him my headset before quickly disposing of my shirt, leaving me in nothing but my knee-high socks. He puts the headset back around my neck so my teammates online can hear me. Hear us.
I grin at the thought and slip his tie over his head and toss it behind me before unbuttoning his shirt, button by button until it's completely hanging open, exposing his taut stomach to me. I slide the shirt to the side and lick his nipple making him groan. I swirl my tongue around his nipple before sucking on it.
I pull on it with my wet lips until it slips out of my mouth with a pop, and move onto his other nipple, and lick and suck on it. I feel him slide his fingers into my hair and relish the feel of his fingers in my hair as he massages my scalp as I lick and suck on his nipple and when I know he's losing himself to the pleasure I bite down on it hard. I feel his length twitch under me and rub myself on him over his slacks. He fists my hair in his hand and pulls me back trying to get me to stop. But I don't.
I keep my grip on his nipple and pull it with my teeth as he pulls me back by my hair. When I hear him hiss, I release his nipple and pull against his grip on my hair. I feel like my hair is going to rip out of my scalp the more I pull forward, but I'm so far gone, I don't even care and push past the pain as tears well up in my eyes and take his nipple back in my mouth and lick and suck on it, trying to soothe it. And when he doesn't try to stop me, I go back to rubbing myself on him shamelessly, and I know he loves it. But he doesn't let me have my way for long and pulls me away from him again.
He clamps down on my nipple with his mouth, and I moan, "Fuck, babe," and wrap my arms around his neck and arch my back and grind on him harder, seeking pleasure. "I love how you feel against me."
"I love how I feel inside your tight, wet-cunt," he tells me and I moan at his dirty words.
"I need you now," I tell him and drop to my knees on the ground before desperately reaching for his belt. I try to unbuckle it but am such a fumbling mess I can't do it.
