Mr. Davis looked at her, taking his hand away and just standing there. He held her eyes with his as he stuffed the panties she'd been wearing into his pocket. "From now on, you won't be wearing these into the office. Are we clear on that?" he asked.
"Yes, Sir" mumbled Amy, her pussy growing wetter at the thought of always being bare to him. She wiggled her ass in anticipation, still waiting for more of his touch. There was an amused look on his face as he watched her standing there, bent over his desk, legs spread and pert little ass wiggling back and forth.
He chuckled, "What do you want now, little slut?" Amy frowned as she struggled to find the words...stuttering, "I...I want...to feel...feel like I did yesterday. The way you made me feel, Sir."
He stepped around behind her, his fingers trailing down her back to her ass, stroking and caressing the smooth, white skin. "And how did I do that, slut? How did it make you feel?"
Amy looked back over her shoulder at him, "Oh God...so good, like nothing I ever felt before when you...when you made love to me, Sir." Mr. Davis laughed, "You mean when I fucked you..."
Amy gasped, her pussy contracting at the words coming from his mouth. "Yes, Sir...when you fucked me...your penis felt so good inside me."
He chuckled again, "That was my cock, baby, fucking into your tight little pussy." Amy felt an electric thrill going through her body listening to him, loving how he made her feel...so hot and sexy. "Yes, Sir...your big black cock fucking into me." She moaned slightly, "Oh God, please...please fuck me again."
Mr. Davis smiled behind her, "All you had to do was beg." Grinning, he undid his pants, letting them drop to the floor around his feet and stepping out of them. He had no underwear on and his thick black cock sprang upwards as it was freed from his pants. Amy licked her lips looking back at him, loving the sight of his bare dark skin and trembling in anticipation of what that hard meat was going to feel like inside her again.
He reached towards her, leaning over to place his hand on her bare calf. Amy gasped again at the touch of his hand on her skin, but didn't move other then to quiver in anticipation. His other hand came down on the other leg, both of them moving upwards slowly together, gently massaging her warm flesh. His lips pressed against the small of her back in a soft kiss as he bent over her. His hands pushed upwards slowly until they were both gripping the backs of her thighs, caressing the quivering flesh.
Amy's eyes closed as she enjoyed the touch of his hand, the strength of his fingers moving over her skin. Her lips parted as her breathing quickened, legs feeling week under the touch of his hands sliding up her long, slim legs. His hands finally moved higher, one taking hold of a firm asscheek while the other slipped between her spread thighs, fingers finally brushing across her exposed lips. He felt her juices flowing against his fingers, demonstrating just how close she was, but continued to simply stroke up and down those pink petals, teasing her. Amy's hips began to push back towards him in response, attempting to speed up the slow, teasing stroke of his touch on her waiting pussy.
All of a sudden, she felt his hands shift position...both of them gripping her ass, spreading her cheeks open. Then his warm breath hit her tender, young slit followed by his soft lips covering hers. His warm tongue thrust into her, fucking in and out. Amy felt a sudden rush of heat throughout her body as his tongue slid from inside her and flicked forward, finding the sensitive button of her clit and fluttering against it. The blood flowed through her body, hardening the little nub, causing it to throb. Amy's hands reached forward to grip the desk as she felt her legs starting to give out from the intense pleasure. She trembled violently as his tongue continued its assault on her clit until her orgasm swept through her.
"Ohhhhhh Godddddddd!" she screamed, then continued through it with a series of loud moans, gasping incoherently. Her body collapsed onto the desk, legs quivering and spasming as her hips jerked back towards him involuntarily. "Oh please, Sir...please fuck me with that beautiful black cock." The words sprang from her suddenly in a guttural moan. She couldn't wait any longer.
In seconds she felt his body moving against hers from behind, the steely warmth of his cock pressing against her soaking wet, waiting pussy. He placed one hand on her shoulder, the other wrapping around his thick shaft as he guided the fat, mushroom head to pierce her opening. Amy moaned out loud again in pleasure, feeling that thickness, the hard black meat pushing into her tight little cunt. Her pink lips stretched around the throbbing head of his cock as he started to thrust back and forth slowly with it, fucking her with those first couple of inches and coating his meat with her juices. She breathed out hard as he released his grip on his cock, hand moving to wrap around her waist even as his other hand on her shoulders pulled her back against him. He thrust forward slowly, and her sweet young pussy welcomed him, her insides beginning to ripple with the pleasure of feeling herself being filled once again.
"Fuck me...oh god...please, Sir, fuck me hard!" she screamed. "I'm going to cum again...ohhhhhh!" Mr. Davis rode her quietly, suddenly ramming his entire length deep inside her as his young employee screamed out, her body exploding with pleasure as she felt herself filled completely, the thought alone enough to set her off again. Her body was melting into a wave of orgasmic bliss as Mr. Davis continued claiming her. His strokes were long and slow and deep, in a constant rhythm of fucking. Every touch of his cock deep inside her made Amy crave even more until she finally crumbled before him, unable to support her trembling legs any longer. Her body collapsing onto his desk, hips still pushing back to capture his cock, her light cotton blouse grinding against her painfully hard nipples.
A moment later he pulled away. Amy groaned, feeling empty as cool air rushed against her stretched pussy. She could feel her wetness dripping slowly down her inner thighs while her cunt continued to quiver. Her body still awash in ecstasy, yet wanting more now that he'd awakened the hunger in her.
His strong hands rolled her over, pushing her fully onto his desk, on her back, quickly slipping her shoes off and dropping them on the floor, then leaving her again. Amy looked up, her eyes searching his out, a look of devotion on her face for this man who brought her such pleasure and made her want even more. Mr. Davis stood there looking down on her, a soft smile of satisfaction lighting his features. A grin came to his face as her eyes dropped lower, finding his cock. Amy gasped at the sight of that black meat, so big and thick and hard pointing back at her. Her body reacting again, remembering how good it felt to be filled with his cock.
Amy's hand moved slowly down her body as she drew her legs up. Her feet were flat against his desk skirt hiked up over her hips and blouse stuck to her skin by her sweat, legs trembling suddenly as her fingers touched the sensitive little knot above her dripping wet pussy and starting to stroke up and down those soft, pink lips.
"What are you doing, Amy?" She heard his deep voice asking.
"I'm...touching myself, Sir," she moaned softly, blushing even as she said it, her eyes locked to the beautiful sight of his cock.
