Girl with mask gives guy scissors.

Titled “The Naughty Secretary’s Spandex Fetish”

The office doors had barely closed behind them as Jessa hurriedly began unbuttoning her blouse. Her full C-cups spilled out, barely contained by a lacy, black bra. She shimmied out of her tight pencil skirt, revealing a matching g-string and thigh-high stockings. Kneeling before Mike, a naughty grin played on her lips as she unbuckled his belt with deft fingers.

“I’ve been dreaming of your cock all day,” Jessa purred, her voice muffled by the mask that covered her upper face. Only her plump, glossy lips and piercing green eyes were visible. “Throwing you down on the desk and riding you until you squeal like a piggy.”

With a swift tug, Mike’s pants pooled around his ankles. His rigid cock bobbed free, precum already glistening at the tip. Jessa licked her lips hungrily before engulfing him in the wet heat of her mouth.

“Fuck, that’s it slut,” Mike growled, tangling his fingers in her silky hair. “Suck that fat cock.”

Jessa moaned around him, taking his full length down her throat like it was her favorite lollipop. Her talents as a secretary extended well beyond typing speeds and presentation skills.

She popped off his cock with a lewd slurp. “Not yet, baby. I’ve got a surprise for you…”

Rummaging in her bag, Jessa produced the final accessory she needed – a sleek, black strapon, complete with a harness. With practiced ease, she slid it over her hips and cinched the straps tight around her toned ass and thighs. The fake dick bobbed lewdly, the tip already shiny with her saliva.

“I got it installed this morning,” Jessa explained, doing a little spin to show off the new addition. “Thought we could try it out together. I’ve been dying to fuck your tight little asshole with it all day long.”

“God, I love a woman prepared,” Mike breathed, eyeing the thick, veiny shaft. His own cock throbbed at the thought of taking her massive tool.

Jessa grabbed a spool of rope while Mike finished stripping. She wrapped his wrists in quick, efficient knots, baking his arms behind his back. Yanking the rope tight, she manhandled him over the desk. Neat stacks of papers fluttered to the ground as she pinned him down, smacking his toned ass hard.

“Gotta get you nice and ready, slut. I’m gonna fucking destroy your little hole.”

She reached into her bottom drawer and pulled out a thick plug, 6 inches long and just as thick. Wearing latex gloves, Jessa took her time working the toy into Mike’s virgin pucker. He gritted his teeth, legs shaking as inch after inch stretched him wide.

“That’s a good boy, just relax,” Jessa purred, giving his hips a sensual rub. “Gonna wear your lil’ hole out today.”

After Mike adjusted to the intrusion, Jessa removed the plug with a lewd pop. Grabbing the lube, she slicked up her strapon, letting the cool liquid drip down the cleft of Mike’s ass. Positioning the fat head of the toy at his entrance, she snapped her hips forward, burying the whole length in one savage thrust.

Mike wailed as the thick rubber split him open, his untouched walls fluttering around the invasion. Jessa didn’t relent, slamming into him at a brutal pace, the wet slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the office.

“Mmm, that’s it, take it,” she grunted, slapping his jiggling cheeks. “Fucking take my big strapon cock like a good bottom bitch.”

Mike mumbled incoherently, drool running down his chin as he was used mercilessly. His own dick leaked on the desk like a fountain, leaving a puddle of pre under his hips. Jessa rode him with the strength and endurance of an athlete, her pussy clenching around nothing as she savored the power.

“You like being my little fuck toy?” Jessa demanded, tugging his hair back. “Like having your slutty holes wrecked by my dick?”

“I-I love you, I love you, I’m your fucking pig,” Mike gurgled, balls tightening. “Gonna cum like a goddamn slut for you.”

As a reward for his obedience, Jessa reached under him, catching his rigid cock in her grip. She stroked him fast and tight, pistoning her hips to drill him over the edge.

“That’s it, cum for me piggy. Fucking splatter me with it.”

Mike’s vision tunneled as the pleasure exploded behind his eyes. His untouched cock exploded like a geyser, jizz splattering everywhere in the rapture of it. Jessa never stopped fucking him through it, milking every last drop from his spasming body.

Finally she pulled out with a filthy squelch, admiring her handiwork. Mike lay collapsed on the desk, his ravaged hole gaping and oozing lube, his cock flaccid and smeared with semen. The whole office smelled like a porno shop.

“Mmm, I knew that plug would loosen you right up,” Jessa smacked his raw ass with a satisfied grin. “Looks like someone’s gonna be walking funny tomorrow.”