KC’s meadow

“Miss Bates, could you please bring your steno pad in here. I need you to take some notes for me.”

Gwen inwardly groaned at the abrupt command coming from the intercom that linked her to her boss. He was always asking her to come in to take notes. It was like the man didn’t know how to write or use his computer!

She quickly got up from her desk, grabbed her steno pad and pen, and walked the 10 feet to her boss’s office. Her boss, Mr. Smith as he formally liked to be addressed, didn’t like to be kept waiting.

Wow, Gwen thought later as she went back to her desk after he was done dictating, only 2 times today! He was always trying for ways, like dropping things, to get a look down her top or up her skirt.  The funny thing was that she never dressed provocatively. She was always dressed appropriately professional.

When she first started at her job a few years ago, the attempted looks used to excite her a bit. Mr. Smith wasn’t exactly hard on the eyes. He was tall, in obvious good toned shape, with deep intense eyes and a firm, sensuous mouth. She thought he had been interested in more than a professional relationship, but when it never moved past the peep stage, she started to realize that it never would. He might be tall, dark, and handsome, but he was prone to be quiet, sullen, moody, and somewhat nervous around women. He rarely looked her in the eyes and when he did, he nervously and quickly looked away again. 

The more time progressed, she just thought him pathetic as he made his regular efforts at a peep at what was hiding beneath her clothes.  For a while, she even tried to make it a challenge for him by dressing in clothing with extreme coverage, but since it was summer, she got hot and just bored of the whole thing. If he wanted a look, then fine….try to have a look.   She also thought about complaining to HR regarding sexual harassment but she figured she didn’t want the whole hassle, even though the rational side of her told her that she should do something about it.  But she decided she needed the job and resigned herself to the situation. Besides, she rationalized, it wasn’t like he was trying to manhandle me. A few attempted peeps she figured she could handle.

But like everything, things change and she was started to get irritated again by the constant staging to get a look inside her clothes. It didn’t help that she was having bad issues outside of work that made her frazzled and sensitive. Her last boyfriend just left her for a stripper and a model – not one, but 2 girls who didn’t mind sharing one man….at the same time, literally! He got his ultimate fantasy of 2 women. That thought just made her seethe with anger.  He had tried to convince her many times to add a “3^rd” to their twosome, but she just wasn’t into that. She almost gave in a few times as that man tried “convincing” her many times. She hated herself for missing his hands touching her and his tongue gently licking her skin. Involuntarily, she moaned at the memories of her boyfriend’s velvet tongue as he gently licked and nipped her hard, swollen nipples as she sat on top of him. His glorious, stiff, cock deep inside her as she rode him slowly, his fingers gently massaging her clit. Oh yes, that felt soooooo good. In that position, she would ride him gently, then gradually build up tempo…mmmmm…..riding harder, and faster, deeper…mmmm ooooooh yeah…..and harder, and faster, and……ooooooh god!..…

“Miss Bates, could you please bring your steno pad in here. I need you to take some notes for me.”

Mr. Smith’s deep voice, from the intercom, jolted her from her explicit memory. She was shocked at herself getting carried away with such thoughts, especially since she felt herself very turned on with hardened nipples and wet panties while sitting there at her desk, at work. She quickly recovered her composure and walked on in to Mr. Smith’s office without missing a beat.

Today was the day, she thought. I am going to take Marcie’s advice on handling Mr. Smith.  She had always laughed and put off her friend’s outrageous suggestion, but today, somehow, she felt like taking a stand. Enough was enough!

“Ooops! Miss Bates could you please get that? It’s right in front of you.”

This was the third time he had dropped something to gain a peek. This time it was her blouse he was trying for. She had lost her courage to take a stand the first 2 times, but now she regained her courage. She ignored his dropped item and got up and walked towards the door.

“Miss Bates? Where are you going?”

Click. She locked the door. This was hard enough without being interrupted.  It was near the end of the day, with many people already gone, but she didn’t want to chance it.

Walking back to his desk, she noticed he had a confused look on his face.

She took a deep breathe.

“Mr. Smith, I have to tell you that I have had enough. Ever since I started here, you have tried to peep up my skirt and down my blouse.  I am sick of it.  It drives me crazy with you always angling for a look. You want a look?  Then here, have a look!”

As per Marcie’s advice, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse and opened it for him to see inside.

“Just flash him and give him a full look which is what he wants” Marcie had advised her. “Once he gets a look then there is no mystery and he won’t need to steal peeps. End of story. ”

Gwen stood in front of Mr. Smith’s desk with her blouse open, revealing her flat stomach and her full, pendulous tits barely encased in a light blue, lacy, low cut bra.

“Is this what you wanted to see?”

Mr. Smith didn’t say anything. He didn’t move…or even breathe, it seemed. His huge, shocked eyes just looked straight at her tits without looking away.

She felt triumphant! And she was about to button up her blouse again when her eyes accidentally flashed over his crotch and she saw a rather significant lump.

Seeing that she was turning him on, she suddenly felt a wicked sense of pleasure. The stress of her troubles with her boyfriend along with the constant hassle of the peeping Mr. Smith made her want to scream and she wanted some payback! No more victim, she thought as her courage soared along with a newly formed plan……its time to step things up!

Discarding her blouse, she looked directly at Mr. Smith while she walked around to the side of his desk to give him a closer look.

“ What? Not enough? ” She cooed as she slid her fingers back, unhooking her bra, and freeing her voluptuous tits. The wicked feeling she felt made her large, rosy nipples harden like a cool breeze had hit them. Mmmmm….she felt so sensuous....and powerful....standing there topless.

“ How about now? Getting a nice good look? This is what you wanted to see, isn’t it?”

She moved to the front of his desk and brazenly perched there, completely topless. Mr. Smith just sat in his chair, unmoving, and his bulging, shocked eyes never wavering from her swaying and bouncing tits.

“ What? Cat got your tongue? Mmmmmm….speaking of which…..do you want a closer look? A touch? ……a taste?”  She lingered provocatively on the last word and leaned over a little, towards him.

No sound or movement came from Mr. Smith.

She leaned forward towards him with her hands gently massaging her tits and teasing her nipples. Mmmmmm…….she moaned slightly.  This is fun!

“ You like these? They’re nice, aren’t they? Come on Mr. Smith, you sure you don’t want to touch or have a quick lick? Or a sloooowwww lick?” , she teased him, feeling bolder and more wanton by the second.

She leaned forward and practically thrust her tits right into his face.

No sound or movement came from Mr. Smith. Just the same wide-eyed look.

Shocked that he still hadn’t done or said anything, she continued on, determined to shake him from his state.

“ Maybe you want to see more? “

She stood up, stepped back a bit, and slowly unzipped the back of her skirt.

“ Maybe you want to see what is up here as well? “

Carefully turning around, she faced away from him and stepped out of her skirt and laid that on top of her other clothes that had been shed.  And with a flick of her wrist, she undid her hair pin and her long, auburn hair fell about her shoulders.

Now she was a sight! She felt like a vixen and she looked the part. She stood proud with only a flimsy, lacy g-string along with a matching lacy garter holding up her stockings which she still wore along with her navy high heeled shoes. 

As her back was facing him, she knew that he had a full view of her round, firm, tightly shaped ass. Mmmmm…..she was getting turned on by all this teasing.

“ Ooops, I think I forgot to pick up that pen you dropped earlier!”

Slowly, with legs slightly apart, she bent over to pick up the pen, giving him a slow and full view of her ass. She knew that the g-string barely covered anything and that when she was bent over, he also had a back view of her, now very wet, pussy. 

She was flirting with danger and she was totally turned on by it. It was like a powerful drug and it resulted in her pussy getting soaked and so swollen, she was almost throbbing.  Mmmmm….she fought the urge to rub herself and do something, anything, to relieve the pressure that was building up hard inside her.

Standing back up, she turned around and smiled coyly at Mr. Smith.

“ Did you like the view?  Or is this view better?”, she said as sidled up to the front of his desk and perched herself again.

When he still did and said nothing, she got up from her perch and slowly sat on his lap facing away from him with her hands on the desk for support. Mmmmmm……she could feel his hardened steel in his pants poking her delectibly in the ass. She rubbed her ass back and forth slowly over the hardness of his crotch. God…..he felt huge….and so hard! Mmmmmm…….  The wetness in her pussy surged and she moaned softly as she continued rubbing herself over him.

With still so response, other than the crotch, she changed position and sat facing him. As he was quite a bit taller than her, she wasn’t quite face to face with him. She unbuttoned his shirt and opened it up. Overcoming her shock at his tanned, nicely toned chest and abs, she slowly rubbed her hands over his muscular chest.

“ Wouldn’t my nipples feel nice rubbed up along here? “, she teased him naughtily.

She leaned forward and lightly brushed her hardened nipples against his chest. At her touch, his cock jumped and hardened more…if that was possible!  Her nipples ached with pleasure at the light warm touch of his skin and the reaction of his cock.  She rubbed her pussy back and forth a bit on his rock-hard cock which was trapped and throbbing in his trousers. Mmmmm…..yes….mmmmmmmmm…..oh yes!  In this position, she could feel a bit of pressure on her very swollen, sensitive clit which was just begging for some attention.

Suddenly, she decided she should get up.  She was sure her wet, throbbing pussy was going to leave a large wet spot on his pants if she sat there much longer. And besides, she needed to bring this whole thing to closure so she could get out of here and seek some “relief”….and soon! She almost came a couple of times while rubbing on his cock!  It was time to leave!

“ So, do you like this kind of viewing? Yes? “

She stopped and waited for some sort of response from him. Still nothing.

She wondering if anything could get this man to move or say something.  Unconsciously, she felt oddly challenged by the whole situation.

“ Or is this still NOT enough? “

Slowly, she slipped her soaking wet g-string down her legs and off.

“ Mmmmmm…nice isn’t it?  Isn’t my pussy sweet? “

She swung her hips provocatively as she strutted around his desk a bit, as she sensuously posed for him in many ways in her garters, stocking, and heels. She slowly ran her hands over her firm, well toned body.

She eventually stopped behind his desk, right in front of him. She closed her eyes and moaned as her hands slowly moved around her breasts and nipples, then down over her flat, smooth stomach, and down both her thighs. Her hands slowly ran up the inside of her thighs and stopped before the small landing strip quivering between her legs. Her pussy glistened it was so full and wet. She was throbbing so much, she thought she was going to lose her mind.

She hopped up on the desk, facing him. She spread her legs slightly and smiled at him.

“ Is this what you wanted to see? Is this a better viewing?  Do you want to get closer? Go ahead, get closer if you want.  Do you want to touch? “

She stopped, waiting.

Nothing. 

She sighed and leaned back on the desk and put her heels up on the arm rests of his chair.

“ Or maybe a taste? Is that what you want?  To taste my warm, wet, caramel centre? “

With a low, sensual moan, she gave in to her body’s feelings and dipped her fingers into her throbbing, wanting pussy.  Oh god, that feels so good. She swirled her fingers lightly around her wetness and found her throbbing, sensitive clit.  With a cry of intense pleasure, she rubbed her clit harder. Yes….yes…..yes……As she rubbed her throbbing wetness, the intensity of her pleasure and passion caused her thoughts to be verbalized with moans and cries of pleasure.  She could no longer contain herself.

“ Yes……yes…..ooooooooh….yes….mmmmm…..oh god….yes….mmmmm..thats it……yes….Oh Mr. Smith! “

She didn’t realize that in her passion she started calling out his name. She cried his name as if it was he who was pleasuring her instead of her expertly working fingers.

“ Oh Mr. Smith…….yes…..oh yeeeeeeees…….oh god……..yes…….mmmmmmmmmmmm…….ooooooooh….Mr. Smith…..yes! Oh god! “ 

Suddenly her passionate cry turned indignant!

“ Mr. Smith! ”, she cried in shock as she felt something other than her fingers inside her pussy.  It was a firm, long and velvety tongue! And it was swirling around causing her heady sensations.  Her eyes flew open and she saw a shirtless Mr. Smith bent over her and working his tongue around her pulsing pussy.

Suddenly he stopped and looked at her looking at him in shock.   Still looking at her, he removed her fingers from her pussy and laid them on the desk. Then he bent her legs so her heels were on the edge of the desk and her legs were spread wider.  Then he bent down again and with a deep thrust of his tongue inside her soft, throbbing, wetness, he took over control of her pleasure. His tongue passionately explored her swollen, wet pussy as she quivered again and again from the amazing jolts of pleasure.

“ Oooooooooh Mr. Smith! …ooooooooohh yessssss! “ she cried out. This time it was with intense pleasure that she cried out, as she gave in to his expert tongue and his roaming hands.

As his tongue dipped, licked, and flicked her pussy into a wild, wet frenzy, his hands gently caressed up and down her inner thighs, playing with the edge of her stockings and garter.  Then they went up over her hips and over her flat stomach up to her tits. His fingers teased one hard, aching nipple at a time. Fierce jolts of pleasure from both her pussy and her tits suddenly pushed her over the edge from which she teetered for so long.

She cried out loudly with pleasure as she came.  She bucked her hips wildly as her climax pulsed through her whole body. And while she humped his face through her climax, his tongue remained and continued to flick and lick inside her.

Her pussy, still pulsing with pleasure after her climax, responded to the continued action of his tongue.  And before she knew it or could believe it, she was cumming again…and again!  His gentle touch and firm tongue just kept the pleasure coming and cumming!  Never had she experienced such intense orgasms nor so many right after each other!  And never was she as horny, either. It was like each orgasm made her hornier!  She wanted more than his tongue now.

After several intense climaxes, she cried out for him.

“ Oh, please….oh god…..please…please…...I want you to fuck me! Fuck me hard! “

She felt his tongue slow down and stop. He gently caressed her pussy and inner thighs as he stood back up and shyly looked at her.

She gave him a big smile.

“ That was unbelievable! “

She boldly reached up and brought his face down to hers. She kissed him deeply while her tongue darted inside his mouth. She tasted her own saltiness as she sucked on the tongue that had given her so much pleasure. His moan finally broke his silence as they passionately and feverishly kissed and sucked on each other’s tongues and lips.  

Her hands reached down and touched the huge bulge in his pants.  His breathe caught and then he moaned loudly as she unzipped his pants and slid them down over this ass to let them drop to the floor. In one movement, his underwear went the same route and his rock hard cock was finally freed from its captivity.  She gasped in delight and pleasure when she saw that she had been right. He did have a huge cock and what a glorious sight it was!  And it was rock hard and pulsing in response to her!

Her hands gently ran up and down his hardness as he moaned and thrust his tongue further into her mouth.

She wrapped her fingers around his hard thickness and squeezed. She pumped her tight grip up and down his shaft as he moaned loudly. 

She was about to jump off the desk and on her knees to take his generous cock in her mouth, when he suddenly moved her legs around.  The look he gave her told her that she was about to fucked and fucked hard.  Sudden, intense pleasure jolted through her at that thought.

The tip of his cock rubbed teasingly against her sensitive clit.  Then his hands cupped her ass as he lifted her slightly and then entered her with a confident thrust. She gasped with pleasure as he filled her with his throbbing hardness. Her legs wrapped around him as his hands continued to cup her ass as he slowly moved in and out with precision.

She threw her head back as she moaned with the pleasure of him inside her. With her head back, her tits were thrust upwards and needing no further invitation, he leant down and took a tantalizing pink nipple in his mouth. She gasped as his tongue swirled around her hard and aching nipple. He continued to tease her nipples one at a time, back and forth.  Then one of his hands moved down between them and started gently massaging her clit.  He was quite the multi-tasker!

“ Oh god! ” , she gasped, moaned, and trembled at his touch on her clit as he moved inside her at the same time.  How did he know THAT trick?  She felt herself getting close to exploding yet again!

“Oh god……fuck me harder…..oh god….yes!”, she cried out.

He plunged deeper into her with increased tempo. In response to his tempo, she matched him thrust for thrust and felt a sense of satisfaction when she heard him gasp and moan as she met each thrust. She loved feeling his balls on her ass when he was thrust deep inside her. 

His finger on her clit massaged along with his increased tempo change.  The pleasure overtook her and soon she peaked and came with the same intensity as before. She clung to him as she cried out over and over again with amazing pleasure when suddenly she felt him stiffen and his body start to convulse as his climax finally overtook him and he came.  She held on as he came and continued thrusting inside her.

With a satisfied sigh, she leaned back on the desk and looked up at him with a mischievous look.

“ So….is there any more dictation that needs to be done before I leave for the day?"

from original fantasy and erotica writings by KC 

Cascada - Everytime We Touch (Slow)

Cascada

I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.
Without you it's hard to survive.

'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I can fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
I need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you feel my heart beat so
I can't let you go.
I want you in my life.

Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky.
They wipe away tears that I cry.
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.
You make me rise when I fall.

'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I can fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
I need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you feel my heart beat so
I can't let you go.
I want you in my life.

'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I can fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
I need you by my side

'Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you feel my heart beat so
I can't let you go.
I want you in my life

Be kind to everyone you meet as everyone is fighting some sort of battle.