Prostate massage and an explosive ending

. Prostate massage and an explosive ending

 

Men are dogs. Simply. If you don’t believe me, look at me.

As I pressed the elevator button on the floor where my office was located, I guiltlessly thought about my little fling with my secretary, Mariska, the previous day.

God, why did I let this happen? Why?

When I kissed my wife’s lips that night, all I could think about were Mariskai’s lips. Around my penis. All I wanted at that moment was to die and turn to dust.

What would my wife think of her loving husband if she knew that just two hours before, I was blowing a massive load of cum into my secretary’s mouth?

It all happened so suddenly. When Mariska saw that I was stressed, she started giving me a massage and ended up giving me the blowjob of my life, sucking my cock, testicles and even my ass – something I’ve never experienced before – like a porn star .

As I was thinking about this in the elevator, I started to get hard.

Dog! Disgusting dog! I punished myself. I should feel guilty for what I did.

Will there be awkwardness in the office from now on? Will Mariska act weird around me? Will he leave work? It will be a real shame because she is a very good worker.

And an even better pacifier.

You bastard! Here I am again. What am I thinking? God, I have to control this dirty mind of mine.

I paused and took a deep breath as I held the doorknob from the entrance hall to my office. I had to act natural.

I opened the door and entered.

– Good morning!

Mariska looked up from her computer and smiled professionally.

– Good morning, Mr. A, and then he jumped straight to business.

– Rick called, said the shipment is ready and just waiting for your consent. I also tracked down Jack – his shipment arrived safely yesterday.

 She rattled off a few more updates before I thanked her and went into my office.

Well, it went well. It was as if nothing had happened between us. Good.

The rest of the morning passed the same way, with Risk, as I preferred to call him, going in and out of my office.

We ordered Chinese food for lunch and, as was our custom, we ate together in my office. I tried my best to hide my anxiety.

– You look a little restless, Mr. A.

Fuck. So much for trying.

– Because I sucked your cock yesterday?

I choked on my food, I coughed. I think a small piece of noodle came out of my nostril as I did it.

It’s time to admit it.

– Yes, Risk. I feel restless as hell. We really shouldn’t have done this and we should never do it again.

– Why not, Mr. A?

Was he serious?

– Well, first of all, because I’m married, I answered.

– I know you are married and I think Mrs. A is the sweetest person I have ever met. Not to mention gorgeous. But I’m not asking you to leave her and run away with me or anything. All I wanted to do was help you relax.

– I was quite stressed after the deal fell through. And yes, you helped me relax, I confessed. But still…

– But nothing. Let’s put it this way: you’re my boss. And you pay my salary. If you are good, the business is good, we both prosper. If you are not well, we both suffer. So it’s my job to help you perform optimally in any way I can.

That actually made a lot of sense to me. So much sense, in fact, that two minutes later I was naked on the sofa with her beautiful lips sliding up and down the taut tip of my cock.

Up, down, up, down, up, down. It made me dizzy.

Then she started licking my tip like it was jelly covered in sugar and she was licking the sugar.

A large drop of seminal fluid appeared at the tip. She noticed it, licked it, and then pulled her head back, forming a long thin strand like a shiny bridge from my cock to her tongue.

Then he went back to my cock andm-a completely taken in her mouth, sliding slowly, slowly until I felt myself entering her throat. God, it felt so good, I leaned my head back and moaned.

She slowly began to slide upwards. He took my cock out of his mouth, looked at me and smiled.

Then he put a hand under my testicles and pushed them up towards my cock. With his other hand, he held my cock like it was the most delicate thing in the world.

He then proceeded to suck me from my cock to my testicles and back again. The look on her face as she did this was that of a person enjoying a delicacy.

Up and down, up and down.

– I like sucking your cock, Mr. A. I want you to forget all your worries and stress and enjoy it.

Worries and stress were forgotten.

He stopped suddenly.

– I want you to turn around, put your knees on the couch and lean forward and spread your legs. I have a surprise for you.

It seemed strange, but I complied. Before I could fully settle into my new position, my cock was in her hand and her tongue was pressed against my ass.

I couldn’t help but let out a long, guttural moan. That only encouraged her more.

He licked my ass as he slowly and lovingly stroked my cock from behind. She was really good at it, spreading my butt with her fingers and thrusting her tongue hard into my hole as if she was trying to penetrate me with her tongue.

She continued like this for several minutes, almost bringing me to orgasm at least four times. But somehow she knew when I was close and stopped stroking me just before I ejaculated.

– I don’t want you to ejaculate yet, she said.

When it suddenly stopped, I turned to see what was happening.

– Do not look! said.

I turned again and immediately knew what she was doing the moment I felt a wet finger pressing against my anus.

Slowly, gently, she pushed her finger into me, caressing my cock with her other hand as she did so.

I could feel it entering me. Deeper and deeper until I felt his finger in my ass. It was deep inside me!

Honestly, I didn’t know what to feel at that moment.

But she didn’t stop there. Slowly, very slowly, he withdrew. She paused, then started thrusting into me again. Only this time he used two fingers! I must have sounded like a mad bull as I moaned.

He went deeper and deeper until both fingers could go no deeper. Then he squirmed them inside me until he found my prostate and started massaging it. Easy, so easy she massaged.

– Do you know that every man should have a prostate massage at least once a month? said.

-Hmm. Ah.

It was the only answer I could give.

I was in pleasure heaven. One hand continued to massage my prostate while the other caressed my cock. I thought it couldn’t get any better than this.

But he did. She gently pulled my cock back until it was facing her, then took it into her mouth.

It is difficult to express in words the pleasure I felt at that moment. Sucking your cock while two fingers were deep inside you, gently massaging your prostate, there was no greater pleasure a man could ever experience.

It’s not something many men get the chance to experience in their entire lives, but here I was. And I wanted it to last forever.

Risk continued his treatment for some time, alternating between my penis and testicles, until finally he said:

– I want you to cum for me now.

Boy, I was ready to explode.

She took my cock in her hand again and started stroking it, stimulating my head. All the while, her fingers continued to caress my prostate.

She went faster and faster and I felt the pressure build, like a volcano deep inside me about to erupt. Slowly, slowly the wave of pleasure began to rise from the depths of my soul.

My breathing slowed. My heart was pounding. My ears were throbbing. My eyes were tightly shut in anticipation of the inevitable.

And then it happened. I don’t remember clearly, but I think I screamed as the first spurt of sperm shot out of me like a shotgun blast. There was a brief pause as the next one built deep within me.

Up, up, up he came until he shot out of me so hard that I felt a little pain mixed with the immense pleasure I felt at that moment.

Blast after blast of hot, sticky cum shot out of my body, each one sending my body into violent spasms.

I don’t know how many blasts I fired that day, but I do know I left a shockingly huge puddle on the couch. Luckily, it’s a leather couch.

Risk continued to stroke me and I continued to ejaculate and ejaculate until, what must have been five minutes later, the spasms began to subside until they finally stopped altogether .

Slowly, Risk leaned forward and kissed my limp cock, taking some cum to her lips, which she eagerly licked off with her tongue.

Then she took her fingers out of my ass slowly, gently.

I stayed there with my knees on the couch, my naked body leaning over the back of the couch, my ass exposed. I felt kind of stupid, but I couldn’t move. I felt paralyzed.

It must have been at least another 30 minutes before I could move again.