Ava’s trembling began anew, although this time in direct response to the risky situation she was faced with. It didn’t help matters that I began to stroke within her spent pussy once again, which was somehow even wetter than before, seemingly immune to diminishing returns. It was clearly audible to the both of us, each slow, deliberate thrust capable of invoking salacious thoughts in even the most devout of individuals. I held back a groan as the person on the conference call finished their thought, my free hand fondling one of Ava’s huge tits in circles, thumb and forefinger encircling the stiff nipple. I could hear her teeth gritting over the material of her panties, fighting to stay composed against impossible odds as I coaxed another orgasm from her greedy body, her warmth flooding my lap once more.
“Hopefully that explanation helped you Taylor,” he said again.
“Yes it did, thank you for that,” I responded loudly, masking a vicious, malevolent thrust into Ava’s swollen insides with my words.
I made it a point to ramble aimlessly over the next couple minutes, speaking with a loud and clear voice to cover up the lewd noises emanating from my microphone. I plundered Ava’s body relentlessly as I spoke, pausing intermittently to draw breath so as to not seem winded to my colleagues. I had lost track of her orgasms by the time my speech ended, but when I was finished, the carpet beneath my feet squished in between my toes when I leaned forward to press the mute icon on the laptop. Ava was beside herself when she confirmed we could no longer be heard, panting and heaving within my lap, doubled over as if in pain. I retrieved a pair of black iron handcuffs from the drawer in my desk and took the opportunity to subdue her wrists behind her back, clasping her arms together.
“What is going on,” she breathed, straightening up to turn her body, fixing me with a quizzical gaze.
“We aren’t finished yet my dear,” I responded, flashing her a mischievous grin.
“Ok, can everyone please turn on their cameras for this next section, we’d like to see all your beautiful faces when we make this announcement,” came a voice from the laptop, and soon all the default pictures in the meeting morphed into faces of people sitting in their offices.
I shrugged Ava from my lap and stood from the chair, holding her up as she tried to find her footing upon uncertain legs. Her lower half still trembled, arousal continued to flow freely down her legs, her shirt was twisted upon her torso and her hair was a disheveled mess; as beautiful as she was, perhaps her introduction to the camera was better suited for a later date. With only a few moments to spare before things became suspicious, I spun Ava around to face me, her cute features contorted in both excitement and despair as she continued to suck down air to recover from the morning’s festivities. I placed one large hand on the crown of her head and pushed downward, until her knees folded and she cooperated by sinking to them, falling to a rest upon the carpet she had drenched. I shimmied out of my ruined sweatpants and tossed them aside, the soaked bottoms falling with a wet thud upon floor. I sank back into my seat and rolled forward, until Ava was boxed in, fitting perfectly underneath the large desk with her hands cuffed behind her. I gave my face a quick wipe or two of the hand, patted my shirt down and pressed a couple buttons, which unmuted the microphone and brought me face to face with my coworkers for the first time.
Idle chatter filled the air and I tuned out, stealing a glance or two beneath the desk to check on Ava in her new predicament. She looked up at me from her kneeling position, resting on her heels with her soiled panties dangling from her lips, her brown eyes focused solely on me. I began to pet her head, stroking her hair tenderly, palming nearly the entirety of her skull in the process. With my other hand I gripped my erection, still throbbing and ready for more, the length of which was covered in a film of her body’s juices. I pushed my thick cock toward her and placed it across her face, distorting her features until only one eye peered back at me, the rest of her face covered beneath my girth.
“Clean it,” I whispered, pressing my erection harder into her skin.
“Did you say something Taylor?”
I looked back at the screen and offered a fake smile, shaking my head from side to side.
“No, nothing. Please continue.”
I felt Ava stir beneath me but resisted the urge to watch her, focusing my eyes on the presentation we were being subjected to. I could feel her struggling to follow the command without the use of her hands, and with her panties blocking her mouth, but after a few moments of struggling against the bondage she finally accomplished her mission. I stole a glance beneath my desk and watched the head of my cock disappear into her mouth, unobstructed by the panties which had fallen around her neck like a collar. Her eyes were on my lower half, determination locked behind her expression which was further illustrated by her willingness to choke herself inch by inch on my swollen cock. Dutifully she moved her face toward my groin, stuffing more and more into her throat, pausing every so often to gather her wits and steel herself before pushing forward anew.
A fire was lit within my gut as I watched her, causing my member to twitch and throb within her moist cavern of a mouth. She withdrew swiftly and inhaled sharply, her heavy chest heaving, working overtime to refill her lungs. Ava looked up at me with a faint smile on her face, ensuring to hold my gaze while her outstretched tongue circled the head of my dick, teasing me with subdued pressure and the promise of better pleasure to follow. Her head bobbed from side to side as that wonderful tongue slid back and forth, up and down, all around the bulbous head that could not have grown any thicker or stiffer even if I wanted it to. Thick tendrils of her warm saliva coated my shaft at this point, an incessant pattering of the fluid dripping across her face and lips and breasts that were now glistening with a coat of mixed liquids.
My colleagues were seemingly oblivious to what was taking place, watching me gaze through the screen and into a faraway distance as I felt my member take residence within Ava’s throat once more. She bravely challenged her body’s limits, discarding the need for oxygen to take me as deep as possible, her lips fighting for every inch of purchase upon the veins riddling my shaft. A pair of knuckles dug simultaneously into the desk and into Ava’s hair, both hands clenching for an anchor while she worked to submerge me into her gut. Her lips were furious in their conquest, gliding up and down my cock with a fervor matched only by the tongue that followed behind, swiping and swirling the underside of my pulsating shaft. I began to thrust into her face, matching her speed, picking up force each time her delicious mouth was on the rebound.
It took a few short moments but I went from sitting idly by, allowing Ava to work at her own pace, to furiously fucking her throat with reckless abandon. For the camera I held my chin in one hand, hiding the emotions on my face and keeping my upper body as still as possible, but below the surface I was wrecking a tear-stricken face which could only mutter, sputter and drool in response to being used like a sex toy. I dislodged myself from her mouth for a beat or two, letting her lurch forward and gasp for fresh air, before I was back down her throat in a flash, returning to the warm confines that had been my home for the past couple of minutes. A quick glance below the desk and there Ava was, obediently looking up at me with her distended cheeks and cute features despite the matted hair and running mascara. A guttural, visceral growl escaped me as I drank in the sight of her submissiveness, and for a moment I forgot the gravity of our situation.
On a subconscious level I knew everyone on the meeting had stopped talking, but I couldn’t have cared any less in that moment. My thick fingers splayed out and encompassed Ava’s head, digging past the cloak of hair and lodging into the dense bone of her skull. I moved her head to my will, faster and faster, the force of which was growing at an alarming rate. My hips met her face each time, my abdomen crashing into her nose and lips repeatedly, spittle and pre-cum dribbling down her chin. My other hand reached for the laptop, blocking the frozen faces from my peripheral, fingertips grasping the lid. I could feel it growing now, the intense bubbling sensation that welled up deep within my core, yearning to be set free. One of her eyes had closed but the other remained open, half-shut but watching me, trusting me. Her huge, beautiful tits were swaying with incredible violence, taut nipples brushing up and down my legs. At the small of her back, her hands were curling and uncurling, birthing fists and fighting for freedom within the confines of the cold steel.
The laptop lid crashed down with enough force to cave the desk in, just as I withdrew my cock from Ava’s mouth. Moans and groans and expletives escaped me as I released, barely able to control my violently throbbing member with my other hand as I rewarded Ava with the fruit of her efforts. The orgasm was seemingly unending, unleashing one rope of pearl after another, to the point where I quickly lost count. She gasped at the sensation of being battered so completely, her beautiful face disappearing underneath a film of milky white liquid that clung to her skin. It finally ended after what felt like an eternity, my cock still stiff and trembling, resting upon the breathing canvas it had just painted.
I tried to compose myself after the earth-shattering tremors left my body, seizing Ava up though she was in no condition to look up at me now. She remained on her knees, subdued and covered head to toe in various fluids, blinded both by semen and the erection that lay twitching across her face, panting in anticipation of what else lie in store for her.
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