Submitting To Lust 1

I take the follow weeks to try to going back to the way things were with Melia. Whereas Melia has taken up wearing skimpier clothing to Enid's chagrin and Tristan's amazement.

One evening during family dinner, Melia tells us, "You know guys I haven't thought about ballet at all during this break from school. I'm going to focus on working out, I might change my major to physical therapy or something."

She looks at me when she mentions working out, which casts a inquisitive look from Enid. As the weeks tread on Melia raises her caloric intake which makes her figure fill out more. I bite my inner lip as I see her hips and ass fill out more, resisting the urge for anything more.

One afternoon as I worked from home, Melia strut in during one of my phone meetings, trying to highlight how one of her old dresses is now scandalously short by her new ample assets, which showcased her long, shapely legs.

I throw an inquisitive glance to her new striking figure, but I try to stay engaged in the meeting. I lose Melia as she starts crawling under my desk. My member starts growing the instant I lose sight of her under my desk. I know what's coming. The sound of my zipper becoming undone fills the room and she frees my growing penis from it's clothed cage. I have to muffle myself as I want to groan in pleasure. My co-workers and consultants becoming increasingly agitated at the odd sounds coming from my end. They ask various forms of 'Are you ok?' or 'Do you need a minute,' though I reassure them that everything is ok, even though my loins would beg to differ.

My penis gives a sharp pulse as Melia is sucking my off that she has learned to mean I am ready to blow. She pops my dick out of her mouth and straddles me. She looks into my eyes longingly as her hips gyrate over me.

My team asks, "Tiberius, please either mute yourself when you have nothing to add or please ask us to re-schedule. The background noises are getting to be quite distracting."

"I apologize team. I'm going on mute now."

I scoot my chair back and I try to shoo Melia away, but instead she leans back and insists to grind harder into me.

"Hey Tibs, could you throw in some feedback for the next steps we should follow?"

As I begin to unmute myself I move her shorts to the side and slide my dick in her, causing her to coo loudly.

"Sorry team, my daughter is home today and is being a little nuisance," I give a strong thrust at last word for emphasis, which gets me small chuckle from team. I give them the necessary feedback and then I go back on mute.

Melia stood from my lap, smoothing her dress over her ample hips and giving me a look that was half challenge, half invitation. She turned to the door and began to disrobe. The fabric slithered down her body, revealing creamy white skin and the generous curves of her new big, round ass. The room felt like it was spinning as I watched, my eyes wide with astonishment.

The sound of fabric ripping was the only sound in the office as my clothes fell away, revealing my bare form to her, my erection standing proud and tall. Melia takes my member in her hands, her eyes widens as she prepares herself again for my size.

She bends over my desk, wiggling her round, inviting ass. I step up behind her, my cock teasing her entrance. I pause, a hand caressing her cheek, our anticipation of the pleasure. I look to the door, a mix of agony and resignation breezes over me, I feel in my soul and bones, "I've fallen into her web."

I plunge into Melia again, her walls stretching to re-accommodate my massive girth.

The air grew hot with desire as I take a hand and trail it up her body, cupping one of her pert tits. She lets out a gasp, her eyes fluttering shut as she feels my thumb tease her nipple into a hard peak. Melia stabilizes us on my desk as I take my nails and trace down her stomach. I roar into her, "You're mine."

I watch in the reflection of my computer screen as Melia's face breaks out into ecstasy, her mouth a perfect 'O' as I worked my penis in and out of her. With each pump I felt myself slipping further to being claimed by Melia, every hump back from her a silent declaration of victory over Claudia and her mother. Melia's cries grew louder, her body rocking back to meet each of my thrusts. I wrap a hand around her waist, a thumb sliding down and teasing it mercilessly.

I pick the rhythm up to set a relentless pace, driving deep inside her with every stroke. I watch from the monitor how Melia's eyes rolled back into her head, her teeth bit down on her lower lip, and her cheeks flushing as she succumbs to the sensation of being filled so completely by me.

Our hips met in a rhythmic dance, the sound of our flesh slapping against each other echoing throughout my office. She moaned continuously as I pounded her mound relentlessly and caressed her clit.

My climax mounted quickly, I felt my balls tighten, I knew the best way to cement our union was to coat her walls with my seed. I grabbed her hips and I drew her closer, my thrusts growing shorter and more erratic. I roared for the whole house to hear as Melia's pussy clenched around my member, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

I collapse on top of her as the last ounce of strength drains from her arms and we descend to the floor. As our chests heave and try to collect ourselves, I hear from my phone,

"Mr. Geraint? Mr...Geraint? Tiberius? Tibs? Anything to add...?"

Through huffs and wheezing, I confirm everything is ok on my end and I can double-check the e-mail. Once I click off the call, there was a creak at the door, maybe the wood getting old. I take a step out to check.

I hear Melia test something as she groans out to me, "T-Tiberius...h-honey...e-everything, ok?"

I smile to myself. I heart flutters anew with my new "assistant" helping me out. I call back out to her,

"No sweety, just a faint, hint of Old Spice. We need to tell your brother to stop putting it on so thick."

And I saunter back to my waiting prize.