Taking A Break From Work To Cum Hard On A Fuckmachine

“You’re killing me, girl!” Dave groaned, his eyes darting between the spreadsheets on his laptop screen and the smoldering, barely-clothed vixen lounging on the couch across from his cramped home office.

Amber lounged on the overstuffed sofa, her ample cleavage straining against the sheer fabric of her skimpy robe. She took a long, languorous sip of her morning coffee, letting the scalding liquid sear her tongue. It was just the kind of pain she craved.

“Aw, is my poor little desk jockey having trouble concentrating?” Amber purred, putting her heels up on the coffee table and letting her robe fall open to reveal the royal purple of her panties. “Maybe you should take a break, Daddy. Recharge those batteries.”

“Amber, I’m in the middle of a big deal here. This project is due by COB or we stand to lose the entire account. I just need you to give me some space,” Dave pleaded, trying to keep his eyes glued to the numbers swimming before him. It didn’t help that his Luna fitted joggers left very little to the imagination as far as his growing arousal went.

“Did I stutter?” Amber snapped, her voice sharp as a serpent’s fang. She rose from the couch, her heels clicking menacingly on the hardwood floor. “I said, take a goddamn break. Or do I need to resort to extreme measures?”

She sauntered over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically. Dave’s eyes followed her like a spellbound puppy until she came to a stop behind him. He gasped as he felt the cold steel of the chair give way to something soft and warm pressing against the back of his head – Amber’s tits.

“I told you I wasn’t wearing a bra, idiot,” she whispered in his ear. Her hand came down on his shoulder, nails digging in hard enough to raise angry red welts. “Now, are you going to do as I say? Or am I going to have to punish you?”

Dave’s mouth went dry. His cock throbbed almost painfully in his pants, straining against the flimsy fabric like a wild animal desperate to break free. Amber smirked against his ear, feeling his body tremble against her.

“That’s what I thought,” she purred. Her hand slid down his chest, popping the buttons of his dress shirt one by one until she got to his belt.

With superhuman strength, Amber hauled Dave up and away from his desk in one smooth motion. Clothes flew everywhere as she all but ripped his shirt off and pushed him tumbling back onto the bed. She paused only long enough to divest herself of her own robe and underwear before pouncing on top of him like a lioness.

Dave had just enough time to feel the cool air conditioner on his flesh before Amber’s molten hot cunt engulfed him in one swift motion. His back arched as his entire world became her tight, wet heat squeezing around him like a vice.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, his hands flying to her hips. She rocked against him, covered in a sheen of sweat. His cock swelled impossibly harder as her body drew him in deeper, her tits bouncing hypnotically in his face.

Fuck being as gentle or tender as usual. Fuck facing the consequences later. In that moment, all Dave wanted to do was let Amber use him like a sex doll and fuck his brains out until he passed out from exhaustion.

“Harder, babe. Fuck me harder,” she whimpered, slamming her hips down onto his with bruising force. Her pussy shivered and shook around him as she neared her peak. “Don’t you dare fucking stop. I mean it!”

Dave gritted his teeth and dug his fingers into the meat of her ass with bruising force, driving her back and forth on his pistoning cock until she screamed. Her whole body seized up as her orgasm crashed over her, milking him to his own mind-shattering release.

As soon as he was spent, Amber collapsed against his chest in a sweaty heap, both of them breathing heavily. For a long moment, there was no sound except the slick rhythm of her pussy milking the last drops of cum from him.

Finally, severely depleted and shaky but satisfied, Dave gave a guttural groan. Amber rolled off him with a satisfied smirk, stretching languorously on the bed next to him.

“You’re welcome,” she said, voice dripping with sass. Dave only laughed, utterly fucked out, and flung an arm over his eyes. All thoughts of work had flown from his mind, along with every rational bone in his body.

Amber’s fuck session had left him more dazed than his wildest bong hit. With a deep contented sigh, he began to drift off into a post-coital haze – work stress be damned. After all, the best way to clear your head was to empty your balls.

Stroking his messy cock, he pumped the last of his cum from his limp shaft. He sighed with pleasure as the last bit of cum dripped down his shaft. He emptied the last drop of cum from his cock onto the mat. His balls were completely drained. “I’m just not feeling it this morning…” he said as he took a deep breath trying to focus on anything other than the intense sensations still ricocheting through his body. “Fuck it. I’ve got time for round two later.”