May Contest Entry - OH to be a Photocopier
Hello,
Sorry I'm late with this, I thought i had entered it a couple of days ago but i guess i didn't, or something in the internet world ate it. (thats my story so i'm sticking to it) Anyways, heres my entry, hope you Enjoy!
OH to be a Photocopier
She walks past me as I slug it out at work, every day. I never have really seen her in any light other than the office mail girl. I really noticed her on that day. I watch her as she bent to drop off the mail in the cubicle across from me. I was looking at the floor and looked up to see a pair of red glistening boots wrapping tightly around her feet ankles and calf’s continuing up her stocking clad legs disappeared under a black tight fitting skirt that was just above her knees. They glistened quite a bit but didn’t look like any leather I had seen before. My eyes were tracing the outlines of her body, up and down but were always drawn back to those boots.
She stood and turned to catch my eyes looking down at her boots. She looked at me and my eyes made it up to meet hers, looking back at me, in my embarrassed state. I looked away as quick as I could. Out of the corner of my eyes I kept looking at her boots and as she turned and filled her arms with more mail, she dropped the stack of mail on my desk. The load of papers spilled onto my floor and I looked up at her and she was smiling at me.
The smile on her face is somehow very uncomforting to me. Her hair is long brown with some slight curl in it, her lips full, so soft looking and the ever so light use of make-up. My eyes continued down her frame, her neck carried a beaded choke collar that was in perfect contrast with her brown skin. The shirt she had on was of a see through material, red in color and under it was the black bra that was supporting her full round firm breasts. Her waist was thin and there was a glimmering pendant hanging from her pierced navel.
She began to kneel down and I followed her as I was going to help her clean up the mess on my floor. We were bent over picking up the papers as she got close to me, close enough for me to smell the light perfume on her body.
Her head turned to me and she whispered in my ear, “Do you like what you see?”
I could only respond with a moaning acceptance to her question. I could feel my cock firm up in my pants as we continued to pick up the papers strewn on my floor.
She again began to speak softly in my ear, “I’ve been watching you…you turn me on and I dressed this way for you today”
I softly whimpered as her hand touched my knee and start to make its way up the inside of my thigh. I hold still until her hand reaches my cock and she gently squeezes it in her hand. I begin to stand, I wanted to look around and see if anyone was walking in the area. She was rubbing my cock up and down now as I stood in the middle of my tiny cubicle space. I looked down to see her looking up, right into my eyes they were so deep brown and her pupils were open wide. She squeezed my cock hard, hard enough to make me jerk and pull back from her. Her hands moved around to the back onto my ass cheeks pulling me close to her mouth and she nuzzled her head into my cock. I could feel her hot breathe on me as she was breathing through my pants onto it. She pulled back, looked back up to me and she began to ask me if I was enjoying what she was doing and if I wanted her to stop or continue.
I nodded again, unable to speak; she stood up, leaned towards me and whispered in my ear, “I want you to answer me.
I never really paid much attention after that but moments later I couldn’t get it out of my head…were they scale or what are they made out? How do they stay up? How high do they go? Was she wearing panties? Just what was she doing this day that made her catch my eye…those shoes!
She grabbed my hand and started pulling me out of the cubicle and down the aisle towards the photocopier room, as we got close she started giggling and looked back at me. She winks and squeezing my hand harder. I was wondering if she could feel the wetness forming in my hand and hear the quickening of my breath. I looked down as we entered the room and she immediately pushed me onto my knee and lifted her foot and placed it on my shoulder and dug her heal in hard. I could see up her skirt and couldn’t see anything but pink flesh.
She tells me firmly “do you like what you see? Do you want to feel me touch your nice hard cock again? What would you be willing to do to FUCK me?”
Looking up into her eyes and wincing a little from her hell, I let out “Anything!! Anything you ask of me!”
“Good boy!! Then I want you to slide your tongue from the tip of my boot to the top of it. I know you are hungry to find out where they end aren’t you?” she softly said.
I bowed my head and took her foot off my shoulder and moved it up to my mouth. I could smell her perfume lingering on her boots, as my lips touched the leather, I could feel the heat coming off them. I laid my tongue flat broad against the leather top and began to slide it up the boot, over the arch of her foot, to the front of the ankle, up the shin, feeling every bump, to the knee stopping for a second to get another coating of saliva on my tongue. I press my tongue against her boot again and continue making my way up her boot, as my tongue touches her dress she reaches down, grabs the hem and starts sliding her dress up over thighs as my tongue continue to make its way.
About half way up her thigh, my tongue reaches the top of her boot and my tongue slips onto her skin. Her warm sweet smelling scent and feel the warmth of her skin. I could also smell a musky smell, one that was making my mouth water like a waterfall. My saliva was dripping from my mouth.
“Do you smell something you like down there?” she murmurs.
Placing my hands around the back of her and place my hands on her firm round ass. She places her hands on the back of my head and begins to pull me closer to the smell that I’m craving for.
“Then I guess you better taste what you want, where I want you to be!” she says firmly
I hoist her legs over my shoulder and pull her tight against my face. As my face reaches the wetness of her pussy, I stretch my tongue out to feel the wetness of her on it, as it touches, the heat of her pussy is unleashed as she spreads her legs and trusts pussy hard against me with my tongue sinking deep into her. I begin to run my tongue in and out of her as she began to rock against me, her ass clenching in my hands with every push towards me. With my mouth open wide, I cover her entire pussy and suck it into my mouth. I can fell her hold onto my head tight and rubbing faster on me. As she is getting wetter and wetter and her thrusts faster, she begins moaning softy. My cock is so raging hard now that as she begins to tell me she is cumming. I undo my pants and lift her up onto the photocopier and spread her legs wide and ram my cock hard into her wet pussy and stroke my cock as fast and as hard as I possibly can.
Her hand reaches down to get a grip and must have hit the copy button, as the machine starts up and begins copying. I don’t know how many times it ran for but it did run for her entire cum. Her pussy was so wet and as the cum starts to run out of her and onto the copier. She pushed me back and jumped off the copier into my arms. As we hug together in the room, we could hear people coming back from their lunches; we quickly adjust ourselves and hurriedly left the room.
We headed back to my cubicle and when we reached it the people returning came into the room and was laughing loudly. She quickly grabbed her cart and continued on her route and I went back to work, with my head down not looking up.
About ten minutes later, I heard laughing coming from the other side of the office near the photocopier room. I stood up and started heading that way the laughter was coming from. In the photocopier room there were three guys standing there thumbing through the papers they found in the side slot.
“Someone had a great lunch; I wonder who delivers a lunch like that? MMMmmm…that’s one fine ass!!!” one of them says and they started to laugh again.
“Who stayed here for lunch, maybe I’ll start bringing my lunch” says one of others.
I spoke up “I had my lunch here!”
I walked over to them and pulled the papers out of the guy’s hand that was holding them smugly smiled in his face and walked out of the room back to my cubicle.
