I undo your belt. And then your zipper, running my hands up and down your thighs. I have to give you credit. You do your best to stay poised, and act normal. You try to listen and concentrate on the mom you are talking to but my hands feel wonderful on your legs. I put my mouth over your cloth covered cock and gently bite down scraping my teeth on the fabric. You quickly interrupt your moan and clear your throat, acting like you had to cough. "Sorry Ma'am, continue...I'm listening." Your cock strains against the cloth, dying to be set free, your balls aching.I tug at your pants to let you know I need some help getting you free. But I want you in my mouth.
You listen to the mom and respond, as one hand slips down under the desk. You shift in your chair a few times in order to inch your pants and boxers down, freeing your cock and balls. I softly moan as I lick up your balls. You have to cover up the noises I make. Then I lick up your shaft just teasing the tip, tasting just a bit of pre-cum. Then you don't feel anything but my hot breath. And a second later my mouth has enveloped you. My lips wrapped around the base of your shaft. The head of you pushing hard at the back of my throat. You are trying desperately to appease the mom and get rid of her, your voice cracking as you feel my tongue on your balls. You click your pen, and rustle papers to mask the noise of my moans. You keep one hand under the desk and run it through my soft hair as I bob up and down on your throbbing shaft. I grab your hand and make you take my hair firmly in your grasp while I fuck you with my mouth.
You grab a fist full of hair on the back of my head and rhythmically force my head up and down on your cock. You can feel your tip hitting the back of my throat on each thrust. You try to make these movements subtle, as you speak with this mom, but she's giving you an inquisitive look. Your voice strains not to give yourself away. But my mouth feels incredible, wet and warm and slippery. I run my fingernails up and down your balls. A wet slurping sound escaping my lips as I bob up and down on you, harder and faster. I keep trying to make you make a sound.
Your eyes roll up in your head as my nails scrape your balls and you hear me slurping your cock. You can't hold back and your moan "ohhh God, yessssssssss" and look down so you can watch me. I know I've got you now. I start frantically sucking. My spit dripping down your balls, getting your pants wet. I stop trying to be quiet. I just slam your cock into my throat over and over, squeezing your balls gently. I'm wondering in the back of my head if this mom has figured it out.
You can't hold back as you moan in pleasure from my relentless assault on your cock and balls. It feels incredible. The mom jumps up and looks around the desk at the sight going on between your legs. You are terrified. You tell her, "please don't tell anyone! I'll do whatever you say. I'll give your child straight A's if you want, anything!" She stares in silence for a moment.
I release your dripping wet cock from my mouth. I stand up and walk over to the mother. I run my nails along her neck, and down her cleavage. "No one ever needs to know. I know what it is like, being a busy mom. Your needs always come last." I walk around her like I am stalking my prey, gently touching her, seducing her, drawing her in. "Does anyone even care about your desires at home?" I trace a single finger across her lips. I walk behind her again, moving her hair to the side to expose her beautiful neck. I run my nail down from her ear, across her neck, pulling at the neckline of her top to expose her shoulder. My other hand moves into her hair, massaging her scalp and firmly grabbing her hair, pulling her body up against mine. I lock eyes with you. You seem shocked, and yet unable to tear your eyes away. Your hand mindlessly starts stroking your cock. It's like I have her in a trance. With my eyes locked on yours I bite down on the base of her neck. She involuntarily lets out a moan. You know we have her now.
You smile as you watch me, stroking my cock gently, just keeping it ready, and knowing you'll need it soon. Your eyes tell me to keep going. Keep kissing her. Keep undressing her. You lick your lips with your tongue.
I grab her breasts from behind her, pulling her back, tight against my body as I keep nibbling on her neck. I remove her shirt and then unhook her bra letting her average size breasts escape the confines of her mommy attire. You watch as I squeeze her nipples with one hand and I slide my hand inside her pants with the other. Her panties are already wet. She must have been enjoying the sounds she was sure were coming from under your desk.
I spin her around and kiss her firmly on the mouth while I pull her jeans down, baring her ass to you. She moans into my mouth and I smack her ass making it jiggle.