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The New Year. free porn video
It's a new year and a new(ish) me. I have always been confident and self aware, that is not my problem. My problem is that I always doubt my actions especially when they are, how to put it, questionable. Like what happened at the Christmas party, for example. The next day I felt so embarrassed at how I'd acted. I had fucked someone I didn't know, again. I don't want to feel like this. I want to be bold, fun and honestly I just want to let go. After all, I only have myself to answer to which is about the only benefit of having no family. So this is my new year resolution: Be who I am, do what I want and screw the guilt!
This new lease on life has me clicking my six inch heels down the second floor of my office building looking for the I.T. department. I've never been down here before but after a while I find what I'm looking for. The door sign reads: Nick West. I.T. Department. This is what I want. I pause at the door wondering if it's what he wants. I haven't spoken to him since the party. I tell myself to 'Get a grip' and give myself the once over. I feel pretty sexy. My skirt is black and goes to just under my knees. It's tight fitting and shows off my curves nicely. I have stockings on too, which I actually don't like wearing but it's winter. My shirt is white, also tight and is covered with a black jacket. I look good and I know it. Let's hope he thinks so too. I knock on the door.
"Yeah?" A voice rings out.
I push the door open but don't step inside. Instead I lean against the door frame and cross my legs.
I smile my sweetest smile. "Hi."
He smiles back. "Hey."
"How are you?" I ask.
"I'm great, how are you?"
"I'm great too." I amp up my smile a bit. "So...." I say teasingly.
I look about his office. It's cramped and full of half computers and other gadgets that I don't know.
He gets up from his chair and steps forward. "So.... What brings you down here?"
I look at him with what I hope is my most sexiest look. "I was just passing and thought I'd pop in."
He smiles. "Just passing?"
"Yeah."
"I see... And is there something in particular you're after?"
I raise my eyebrow. "There might be."
"You should come in then."
I push off the door frame and step into the room, closing the door behind me. I lean back against it.
"So.... " I begin to say but before I can finish he's over to me in two strides.
His mouth is hot as it covers mine. The kiss is deep and feverish. His tongue is probing mine with an urgency. His hands start on my sides sliding up and round my back, pulling me against him. Then he moves one hand into my hair, wrapping it around his fingers. He gives a little tug breaking the kiss. He looks at me intensely.
"I've been dreaming about this." he says huskily.
Before I can answer his mouth is back. The long, slow, seductive kiss has me holding my breath. I hadn't noticed last time but he really knows how to use his mouth. His hand comes out of my hair and starts undoing my jacket. In seconds it's a heap on the floor and my shirt follows it just as quick. He takes a step back to look at me standing there in my bra and skirt. My breath is heaving making my breasts rise and fall. Reaching behind me I unzip my skirt allowing it to fall to the floor and kick it away. Now I'm only wearing my bra, panties, stockings and stilettos. I smile at the look on his face as he looks me up and down. It's pure lust. It excites me. I bite my bottom lip and give a sexy smile.
"Holy fuck" he whispers.
I reach out and pull him back against me kissing him. I tug at his t-shirt breaking the kiss so I can pull it over his head. 'Fucking hell!' I think. His body is amazing. I run my fingers down his torso feeling the muscles as they ripple under my touch. I run them back up and over his shoulders, he clearly spends a lot of time working out. My fingers then slide down his arms and link with his own. Giving him the opening he so clearly desires I raise our hands above my head and hold them there.
He leans down and kisses my neck. The stubble he has is a little scratchy but my skin is on fire, so I barely notice. I lean my head back giving him better access. His kisses travel from my neck down my collarbone to the top of my breast. He releases one of my hands and runs a finger between my bra and skin making goosebumps explode under his touch. He then reaches behind me and unclasps my bra. Letting go of my other hand he pulls it off and it joins my other clothes on the floor. His hands get to working my breasts and he's not gentle about it. He squeezes them and then he moves on to the nipples. They are already hard and waiting.
A moan escapes my mouth as his mouth finds my nipple. I reach forward and undo his trousers as his teeth take over from his mouth. As he nibbles my nipple I push down his trousers. As his teeth find my other nipple I reach down and find him hard. I rub him through his boxers, gripping slightly but firmly. I kick one shoe off and place my foot against the door behind me, pulling his hips forward to join mine. I rub myself against him, showing him what it is I really want.
He takes the hint.
Before I can blink he pulls down his boxers, hoists me up, pushes my panties aside and slams into me. It's so quick the breath is forced from my throat in a deep growl. My legs wrap around his waist as his hand slides under my bum holding me there. I lock eyes with him, his eyes are glazed but still dazzling. His breathing is deep and fast like my own. I tighten my legs, forcing him deeper inside me. I clench my muscles trying to pull him even deeper. My fingers run over his shoulders up into his hair, gripping it tightly. I break the lock and move my head down to his shoulder, biting gently.
This causes him to begin moving. His rhythm is slow, gentle, almost loving. His breathing is heavy and husky. He tightens the grip on my bum, giving it a squeeze and moves the other hand up behind my back gripping my shoulder. He leans forward and nibbles my neck.
I shift my hips taking him deeper into me.
He thrusts a little harder.
I clench my legs making his next thrust a lot deeper than he wanted.
His moan is long and soft.
"Oh god." I gasp as his thrust hits my G-spot. My orgasm begins rising. Sensations start exploding all over my body. Goosebumps run the entire length of me. My toes curl and my body shudders. I'm breathing so heavy now I'm close to hyperventilating. My grip on his hair tightens and I bite his shoulder harder to stop from screaming out.
He seems to like this and begins thrusting really hard. So hard in fact that my body explodes. My juices begin to flow and my legs clamp round him. I keep my grip on his shoulder with my teeth to stop from screaming, but it doesn't stop the moans. They escape my throat with every thrust.
"Tess.... fuck, you're so hot!" he moans.
His grip on me tightens, his thrusts become rampant. I take this as a sign of his orgasm nearing and wiggle my way out of his arms and drop to the floor. As quick as he was inside me I take his dick into my mouth and attempt to swallow it. I suck it right into the back of my throat. Just as fast as he was thrusting into me I move my mouth up and down his shaft, sucking, running my teeth, using my hand. His breathing is extremely rapid now and he begins to gently move his hips forward and backwards.
"Oh my fucking god." He gasps as he comes, spurting his load down the back of my throat. I suck it all out leaving him completely empty. Once he's done I let him go. He slumps to the floor still breathing rapidly.
I stay sitting on the floor for a few minutes to gather myself. As my breathing slows and returns to normal I reach about picking my clothes up and put them back on. I look over at him wondering what he must be thinking. The smile he gives me confirms one thing, he fucking loved it!
"So... I should probably go. I have to start work soon." I say.
He pulls up his trousers. "That's too bad. I could go round two."
I smile. "Technically round three." I take a deep breath and stand up. I put my other shoe back on and walk over to his desk. I lift a pen and scribble my phone number on a piece of paper. By this time he's also standing. I turn back around and kiss him.
"Why don't you phone me when you're up for round three?"
"I will." he says with a wicked smile.
With that I leave his office and head for the lift.
.....
A few hours and a lot of work later my phone beeps signaling a text.
'Wat U doin 4 lunch? Nick xx' it says.
If it wasn't for the cuteness of the kisses I'd be really annoyed at the text talk.
'Eating my lunch on the roof.' I reply.
'The roof?'
'Yeah.'
'Ive not been up 2 the roof b4'
I consider my response. 'You don't know what you're missing, you could join me.'
'Ok. When?'
'In an hour?'
'C U then Babe. xx'
I don't reply. The babe thing kinda threw me a bit. I've never been called babe or baby or anything remotely like that. I get on with what I've got to do and forty minutes later I leave my desk and climb the six floors up to the roof.
I love it up here. It is by far my favorite place in the whole building, it's really high up and has the most amazing view of the city and the sea that edges it. It is also really quiet, being so high up you can't even hear the traffic below. It may be January but the sun is beaming down and keeping the chill at bay. I sit down and eat my lunch while I wait for him to arrive. As usual a flock of pigeons beg for my scraps. As I'm sitting there watching them fight over crumbs suddenly they take flight as Nick bursts through the door struggling to breath. I look up at him and give a little laugh.
"You know I'd expect you to be fitter." I tease.
"I just.. climbed.. nineteen.. flights of stairs." he stammers.
"Why didn't you take the lift?"
He creases his brow, puzzled. "Eh... I don't know. I didn't think of that."
I laugh. He is adorable. I offer him my bottle of water and he gulps it down and sits beside me.
"Why you up here?"
"I always eat my lunch up here if I can get away from my desk."
"It's quiet."
"I know, that's what I like about it."
We talk for a while. He asks about my family and I tell him how my parents died when I was ten and I was raised by my Grandmother who then died when I was seventeen. I tell him about what I like and don't like, what I do when I'm not working and a few other things that don't matter. It's when I talk about my friends that it gets interesting.
"You know Wendy, right? She was the female Santa at the party."
Saying the word party is what starts it.
As I say it his hand moves to my knee.
"Mmhmmm." he says running his hand down to my calf.
"She's getting married soon...." I say but I don't think he's listening anymore.
His hand is running up my leg, over my knee under my skirt and up my thigh.
I stop talking.
His hand is getting higher and my insides are quivering in response. I hold my breath, waiting
.
His fingers are trailing at the top of my stockings, running along the line not going higher.
I shudder out a breath.
He looks at me and smiles his killer smile. His fingers begin moving again. Slowly making their way up causing goosebumps as they go. They climb higher until they find what they are seeking. He turns his hand round and moves them over my panties, which by now are quiet wet. He begins to tease me, stroking his fingers along my slit but refusing to move under the panties.
My breath begins heaving and I raise my knees giving him more access, silently begging for him to be inside me.
But still he doesn't. His fingers tease me until I'm so wet and panting so hard that I don't think I can take it. Then with a few quick moves he has me laying on my back. He moves round to sit at my feet and moves my skirt up till it's round my waist and pulls my panties down and off my feet.
As the cool air hits my wetness it sends chills up and down my body. It feels so good my breath catches in my throat. I want him inside me so badly that I begin to sit up to move to him but his gaze tells me no. I don't know why I listen, lying back and doing nothing is not something I normally do, but this time his gaze keeps me in place.
His hands begin running up my legs again, bending my knees as they go. When they get to my thighs only a little pressure is needed to have me opening them for him. He runs his finger along my slit slowly, teasingly. Another finger joins it as my legs begin to shake. He runs the fingers around the edge of my opening, teasing me relentlessly.
I moan in response. "Nick..... please." I beg. "Please...."
At this he smiles and enters one finger into me turning it round in small circles as he pushes deeper.
"Oh god...." I purr. My breathing is getting rapid.
He adds in another finger and circles that too. My whole body begins shaking as I feel like I'm sliding over the edge already. He starts moving his fingers in and out as my hips begin to slowly move in time with him. He uses his other hand and starts playing with my clit. First he starts circling it and putting pressure on it then he takes it between two fingers and squeezes. He adds a third finger then a forth and really begins to fuck me with them, all the while squeezing and rolling my clit between his other fingers.
"Oh fuckkkkk..... " I scream as my orgasm explodes from deep within me. It's intense, mind blowing. My back arches as the sensations ripple over me. I feel the wave of them from my curled toes to my finger tips causing my nails to scrape the concrete. My juices rush out soaking his hand. My whole body shudders, the orgasm hitting me harder than ever before. It continues for what feels like an eternity. His pace slows as my body slumps back down. As he takes his fingers out the cool air comes rushing back. I can barely breath. I just lie there panting. Finally I take a deep breath open my eyes and look at him.
I smile. "Nick... I... " At this moment in time I want to tell him I love him, even though I don't it's still what I want to say.
Instead I simply say, "You are a fucking god!"
He looks almost shy as he leans down and kisses me.
"Same time tomorrow?" he asks.
'I'm in big trouble.' I think to myself.
This new lease on life has me clicking my six inch heels down the second floor of my office building looking for the I.T. department. I've never been down here before but after a while I find what I'm looking for. The door sign reads: Nick West. I.T. Department. This is what I want. I pause at the door wondering if it's what he wants. I haven't spoken to him since the party. I tell myself to 'Get a grip' and give myself the once over. I feel pretty sexy. My skirt is black and goes to just under my knees. It's tight fitting and shows off my curves nicely. I have stockings on too, which I actually don't like wearing but it's winter. My shirt is white, also tight and is covered with a black jacket. I look good and I know it. Let's hope he thinks so too. I knock on the door.
"Yeah?" A voice rings out.
I push the door open but don't step inside. Instead I lean against the door frame and cross my legs.
I smile my sweetest smile. "Hi."
He smiles back. "Hey."
"How are you?" I ask.
"I'm great, how are you?"
"I'm great too." I amp up my smile a bit. "So...." I say teasingly.
I look about his office. It's cramped and full of half computers and other gadgets that I don't know.
He gets up from his chair and steps forward. "So.... What brings you down here?"
I look at him with what I hope is my most sexiest look. "I was just passing and thought I'd pop in."
He smiles. "Just passing?"
"Yeah."
"I see... And is there something in particular you're after?"
I raise my eyebrow. "There might be."
"You should come in then."
I push off the door frame and step into the room, closing the door behind me. I lean back against it.
"So.... " I begin to say but before I can finish he's over to me in two strides.
His mouth is hot as it covers mine. The kiss is deep and feverish. His tongue is probing mine with an urgency. His hands start on my sides sliding up and round my back, pulling me against him. Then he moves one hand into my hair, wrapping it around his fingers. He gives a little tug breaking the kiss. He looks at me intensely.
"I've been dreaming about this." he says huskily.
Before I can answer his mouth is back. The long, slow, seductive kiss has me holding my breath. I hadn't noticed last time but he really knows how to use his mouth. His hand comes out of my hair and starts undoing my jacket. In seconds it's a heap on the floor and my shirt follows it just as quick. He takes a step back to look at me standing there in my bra and skirt. My breath is heaving making my breasts rise and fall. Reaching behind me I unzip my skirt allowing it to fall to the floor and kick it away. Now I'm only wearing my bra, panties, stockings and stilettos. I smile at the look on his face as he looks me up and down. It's pure lust. It excites me. I bite my bottom lip and give a sexy smile.
"Holy fuck" he whispers.
I reach out and pull him back against me kissing him. I tug at his t-shirt breaking the kiss so I can pull it over his head. 'Fucking hell!' I think. His body is amazing. I run my fingers down his torso feeling the muscles as they ripple under my touch. I run them back up and over his shoulders, he clearly spends a lot of time working out. My fingers then slide down his arms and link with his own. Giving him the opening he so clearly desires I raise our hands above my head and hold them there.
He leans down and kisses my neck. The stubble he has is a little scratchy but my skin is on fire, so I barely notice. I lean my head back giving him better access. His kisses travel from my neck down my collarbone to the top of my breast. He releases one of my hands and runs a finger between my bra and skin making goosebumps explode under his touch. He then reaches behind me and unclasps my bra. Letting go of my other hand he pulls it off and it joins my other clothes on the floor. His hands get to working my breasts and he's not gentle about it. He squeezes them and then he moves on to the nipples. They are already hard and waiting.
A moan escapes my mouth as his mouth finds my nipple. I reach forward and undo his trousers as his teeth take over from his mouth. As he nibbles my nipple I push down his trousers. As his teeth find my other nipple I reach down and find him hard. I rub him through his boxers, gripping slightly but firmly. I kick one shoe off and place my foot against the door behind me, pulling his hips forward to join mine. I rub myself against him, showing him what it is I really want.
He takes the hint.
Before I can blink he pulls down his boxers, hoists me up, pushes my panties aside and slams into me. It's so quick the breath is forced from my throat in a deep growl. My legs wrap around his waist as his hand slides under my bum holding me there. I lock eyes with him, his eyes are glazed but still dazzling. His breathing is deep and fast like my own. I tighten my legs, forcing him deeper inside me. I clench my muscles trying to pull him even deeper. My fingers run over his shoulders up into his hair, gripping it tightly. I break the lock and move my head down to his shoulder, biting gently.
This causes him to begin moving. His rhythm is slow, gentle, almost loving. His breathing is heavy and husky. He tightens the grip on my bum, giving it a squeeze and moves the other hand up behind my back gripping my shoulder. He leans forward and nibbles my neck.
I shift my hips taking him deeper into me.
He thrusts a little harder.
I clench my legs making his next thrust a lot deeper than he wanted.
His moan is long and soft.
"Oh god." I gasp as his thrust hits my G-spot. My orgasm begins rising. Sensations start exploding all over my body. Goosebumps run the entire length of me. My toes curl and my body shudders. I'm breathing so heavy now I'm close to hyperventilating. My grip on his hair tightens and I bite his shoulder harder to stop from screaming out.
He seems to like this and begins thrusting really hard. So hard in fact that my body explodes. My juices begin to flow and my legs clamp round him. I keep my grip on his shoulder with my teeth to stop from screaming, but it doesn't stop the moans. They escape my throat with every thrust.
"Tess.... fuck, you're so hot!" he moans.
His grip on me tightens, his thrusts become rampant. I take this as a sign of his orgasm nearing and wiggle my way out of his arms and drop to the floor. As quick as he was inside me I take his dick into my mouth and attempt to swallow it. I suck it right into the back of my throat. Just as fast as he was thrusting into me I move my mouth up and down his shaft, sucking, running my teeth, using my hand. His breathing is extremely rapid now and he begins to gently move his hips forward and backwards.
"Oh my fucking god." He gasps as he comes, spurting his load down the back of my throat. I suck it all out leaving him completely empty. Once he's done I let him go. He slumps to the floor still breathing rapidly.
I stay sitting on the floor for a few minutes to gather myself. As my breathing slows and returns to normal I reach about picking my clothes up and put them back on. I look over at him wondering what he must be thinking. The smile he gives me confirms one thing, he fucking loved it!
"So... I should probably go. I have to start work soon." I say.
He pulls up his trousers. "That's too bad. I could go round two."
I smile. "Technically round three." I take a deep breath and stand up. I put my other shoe back on and walk over to his desk. I lift a pen and scribble my phone number on a piece of paper. By this time he's also standing. I turn back around and kiss him.
"Why don't you phone me when you're up for round three?"
"I will." he says with a wicked smile.
With that I leave his office and head for the lift.
.....
A few hours and a lot of work later my phone beeps signaling a text.
'Wat U doin 4 lunch? Nick xx' it says.
If it wasn't for the cuteness of the kisses I'd be really annoyed at the text talk.
'Eating my lunch on the roof.' I reply.
'The roof?'
'Yeah.'
'Ive not been up 2 the roof b4'
I consider my response. 'You don't know what you're missing, you could join me.'
'Ok. When?'
'In an hour?'
'C U then Babe. xx'
I don't reply. The babe thing kinda threw me a bit. I've never been called babe or baby or anything remotely like that. I get on with what I've got to do and forty minutes later I leave my desk and climb the six floors up to the roof.
I love it up here. It is by far my favorite place in the whole building, it's really high up and has the most amazing view of the city and the sea that edges it. It is also really quiet, being so high up you can't even hear the traffic below. It may be January but the sun is beaming down and keeping the chill at bay. I sit down and eat my lunch while I wait for him to arrive. As usual a flock of pigeons beg for my scraps. As I'm sitting there watching them fight over crumbs suddenly they take flight as Nick bursts through the door struggling to breath. I look up at him and give a little laugh.
"You know I'd expect you to be fitter." I tease.
"I just.. climbed.. nineteen.. flights of stairs." he stammers.
"Why didn't you take the lift?"
He creases his brow, puzzled. "Eh... I don't know. I didn't think of that."
I laugh. He is adorable. I offer him my bottle of water and he gulps it down and sits beside me.
"Why you up here?"
"I always eat my lunch up here if I can get away from my desk."
"It's quiet."
"I know, that's what I like about it."
We talk for a while. He asks about my family and I tell him how my parents died when I was ten and I was raised by my Grandmother who then died when I was seventeen. I tell him about what I like and don't like, what I do when I'm not working and a few other things that don't matter. It's when I talk about my friends that it gets interesting.
"You know Wendy, right? She was the female Santa at the party."
Saying the word party is what starts it.
As I say it his hand moves to my knee.
"Mmhmmm." he says running his hand down to my calf.
"She's getting married soon...." I say but I don't think he's listening anymore.
His hand is running up my leg, over my knee under my skirt and up my thigh.
I stop talking.
His hand is getting higher and my insides are quivering in response. I hold my breath, waiting
.
His fingers are trailing at the top of my stockings, running along the line not going higher.
I shudder out a breath.
He looks at me and smiles his killer smile. His fingers begin moving again. Slowly making their way up causing goosebumps as they go. They climb higher until they find what they are seeking. He turns his hand round and moves them over my panties, which by now are quiet wet. He begins to tease me, stroking his fingers along my slit but refusing to move under the panties.
My breath begins heaving and I raise my knees giving him more access, silently begging for him to be inside me.
But still he doesn't. His fingers tease me until I'm so wet and panting so hard that I don't think I can take it. Then with a few quick moves he has me laying on my back. He moves round to sit at my feet and moves my skirt up till it's round my waist and pulls my panties down and off my feet.
As the cool air hits my wetness it sends chills up and down my body. It feels so good my breath catches in my throat. I want him inside me so badly that I begin to sit up to move to him but his gaze tells me no. I don't know why I listen, lying back and doing nothing is not something I normally do, but this time his gaze keeps me in place.
His hands begin running up my legs again, bending my knees as they go. When they get to my thighs only a little pressure is needed to have me opening them for him. He runs his finger along my slit slowly, teasingly. Another finger joins it as my legs begin to shake. He runs the fingers around the edge of my opening, teasing me relentlessly.
I moan in response. "Nick..... please." I beg. "Please...."
At this he smiles and enters one finger into me turning it round in small circles as he pushes deeper.
"Oh god...." I purr. My breathing is getting rapid.
He adds in another finger and circles that too. My whole body begins shaking as I feel like I'm sliding over the edge already. He starts moving his fingers in and out as my hips begin to slowly move in time with him. He uses his other hand and starts playing with my clit. First he starts circling it and putting pressure on it then he takes it between two fingers and squeezes. He adds a third finger then a forth and really begins to fuck me with them, all the while squeezing and rolling my clit between his other fingers.
"Oh fuckkkkk..... " I scream as my orgasm explodes from deep within me. It's intense, mind blowing. My back arches as the sensations ripple over me. I feel the wave of them from my curled toes to my finger tips causing my nails to scrape the concrete. My juices rush out soaking his hand. My whole body shudders, the orgasm hitting me harder than ever before. It continues for what feels like an eternity. His pace slows as my body slumps back down. As he takes his fingers out the cool air comes rushing back. I can barely breath. I just lie there panting. Finally I take a deep breath open my eyes and look at him.
I smile. "Nick... I... " At this moment in time I want to tell him I love him, even though I don't it's still what I want to say.
Instead I simply say, "You are a fucking god!"
He looks almost shy as he leans down and kisses me.
"Same time tomorrow?" he asks.
'I'm in big trouble.' I think to myself.
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