Woman dancer scissors guy over touching her

Title: The Dominant Secretary’s Enforced Chastity

A sultry secretary with a body to die for stood in her high heels, stocking-clad legs accentuated by seams running up to her garter belt. She wore a tight pencil skirt that clung to her enticing curves and a low-cut blouse revealing ample cleavage. Lana gazed at her helpless employee, Scott, bound and hogtied on the floor of her office. His eyes wistfully wandered over her impressive assets before Lana snapped her fingers to regain his attention.

“You just couldn’t keep your eyes to yourself, could you, Scott?” Lana purred, her full lips curling into a wicked smile. She sauntered over, the click of her heels echoing off the walls. Leaning down, Lana grabbed Scott by the chin, forcing him to look directly into her piercing blue eyes.

“I’m going to make you regret touching what’s not yours without permission,” she hissed, her warm breath wisps across his face. Releasing him with disdain, Lana straightened up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse with expert fingers, revealing more of her milky white skin and the lacy black bra barely containing her heaving breasts.

Scott’s mouth went dry as he ogled his gorgeous boss, his mind reeling with lust and the terrified anticipation of her impending punishment. Lana slid the loose blouse off her shoulders, letting it pool on the floor. She reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, freing her large, perky tits from their constraints.

“Like what you see, pervert?” Lana taunted, cupping her ample bosom. “A body like mine deserves to be worshiped, not muscled over by a pathetic worm like you.”

She gathered her huge tits in her hands, lifting them to her mouth to lick the pink nipples. Moaning softly, Lana suckled herself, growing more aroused from the gallant display. It was clear penetration was on the menu, but who or what would she violate? Scott’s cock throbbed in his pants as he watched Lana shove her large breasts together, pushing up her bra to trap her nipples between the fleshy mounds.

“Mmm, I’m getting so wet,” Lana sheepishly admitted, her arousal glistening through her skirt. “And it’s all because of your little groping incident.”

Climbing atop her desk, Lana lazily unzipped her skirt while turning towards Scott so he had a perfect view. It fell to the floor, revealing her shapely rear covered in black lace. Hooking her thumbs into the garters, she rolled the panties down her stockinged thighs and stood back up, giving him a blindsiding view of her bare, bald pussy.

“I don’t have a strap on, but I’m too horny to find one. That’s where this comes in,” Lana purred. From her desk drawer, she withdrew a thick, black dildo coated in dayglo pink glitter. Leaning back on her desk, Lana spread her legs and pressed the toy against her dripping cunt.

“Ahhhh fuck,” she moaned, the filthy exclamation forcing Scott’s cock to throb shamelessly. Lana pumped the glittery dildo deep inside her cunt, her free hand spreading her glistening pink pussy lips. “So. Fucking. BIG,” Lana panted. She went still, the fat dildo buried balls-deep in her sodden cunt. Leaning up, her face flushed with arousal, Lana approached Scott.

“Open your mouth,” Lana commanded. When his mouth fell open submissively, she pressed the sloppy, glitter-coated toy between Scott’s lips. “Clean my juices off.”

As Scott slurped and sucked the toy, the overwhelmingly present scent, taste and sight of Lana’s cunt turned Scott fully erect. Lana watched him work for a few moments before snatching her dildo back and tossing it aside. “Your tongue is going to feel so nice inside me soon,” Lana cooed, caressing Scott’s face before giving him a sharp smack.

Wiggling three fingers into her slobbering snatch, Lana pumped them in fast, tight circles. Moaning, she wiggled her digits into her swollen, aching clit. Closing her eyes, Lana finger-banged herself hard and fast, juices spurting and drooling down her knuckles, splashing onto the desk and floor. “Goddamn, my titties feel so heavy and full,” Lana moaned.

Crawling on top of Scott, Lana rubbed her dripping slit over his face, coating him in her juices and ferment. “You want to put that naughty, greedy tongue to work?” she hissed, grinding her clit over Scott’s lips. Draping her heavy tits over his face, Lana sagged, holding his face in her sweaty cleavage.

“Eat me, pervert. Fucking tongue drown me,” Lana squealed, pushing her clit against Scott’s face. He gazed up, whorls and rivulets of sweat, arousal and spit clinging to his skin and hair. Lana shivered and clenched, clit throbbing and engorged, especially as Scott took it into his mouth and sucked.

Bracing herself against the ceiling and the wall behind her, Lana ground her dripping pussy all over Scott’s greedy mouth as he feasted. Lana held her huge, sweaty tits in his face, pushing down hard as he sucked and nibbled her soft, plump flesh.

“Mmmmngh, s-suck my nips!” Lana cried out. She rode his face good and hard, the sensation lighting up her spine and swimming through her brain.

“Oh fuck yes, yes!” she spat as she slammed her hips forward. Lana kept stuffing her pussy onto his face, but momentum carried her slightly forward. Her engorged cunt lips wrapped around Scott’s nose and lips. Grinding and undulating, Lana dripped all over his face, clit grinding rhythmically into his tongue.

“Ohhhhhh fuuuuuuuckkkkk!” Lana squealed as jolts of electricity coursed through her body, her thighs quaking and pussy spasming. Waves of euphoria rippled through her frame as she came, clenching and drooling around Scott’s tongue. When she finished, Lana stayed draped over Scott a moment longer before standing on unsteady legs.

“Hmmm, you actually made me cum. I guess you’re worth keeping around.” Lana smiled and reached down to give Scott’s face one last wipe before climbing out of her chair to get dressed. “But next time you grope me without permission, you might not be so lucky,” she cooed, blowing Scott a kiss as she left the room.