Friday Night by Sasha
Quite often after work on Fridays I spend an hour or two surfing the net. Photgoraphy and literature are my main 'hobbies' so magazines and bookstores are usually first up on the agenda, then other things like movie reviews or whats hot in fashion. It was late one Friday night when I (as you do) came across a porn site. Of coarse I had never entered a porn sight but this particular night I was alone and just a bit curious. Women with perfect figures, hands on their pussy's enticing you to 'Join Free', had more than captured my attention, it turned me on, sending a flushed feeling over my face and down my neck. I sighed flicking over endless 'pics' of gorgeous women. It had been sometime since I had had sex and at least a few days since I had satisfied myself, so feeling really horny was hardly surprising. I just wished I could pull my panties a side an thrash my already wet pussy. Or even better. I wished someone would do it for me. So you could imagine the fright I got when I heard someone enter the office and switch the light off. I quickly switch my monitor off and called out, " I'm still here." "Oh sorry," came the reply and the light switched back on. I knew it was Sheryl and I hoped she didn't come over to chat. She was a bit nosey and thats not the kind of person you want hanging around when you're checking out porn. "Is that you Sasha? I'm sorry I thought everyone had gone." she said as she approached my desk. We still couldn't see each other as there was a partician seperating my 'office' from the others. "It's alright,' I replied, "I'm just finishing up." I lied hoping she'd turn and walk straight out again. She didn't, instead she came up and poked her head over my partician, her light coloured hair all over her face, nice warm smile on her lips. " "What are you up too?"
"Just surfing actually," I said and then thought 'damn, why did I say that?' "Oh... cool. I 've just finished doing that too. I was checking out the 'UnderCover' sight. It's where I buy my underwear. Have you heard of that sight?"
"No,"I replied, " I'm sort of new to this."
"Oh its easy to find. I'll show you if you want." And before I could do anything she switch my moniter on. I nearly died as the screen warmed up. 'No please' kept racing through my brain as I fumbled for the off switch. "What are you doing..." she laughed and then her eyes grew bigger as a big, gaping pink pussy appeared on my screen. " Oh...," she said, " Maybe you don't need the Undies sight after all." I grabbed the mouse and 'clicked' the picture away only to be faced with another, just as explicit, and then another. " Hey, hey...don't worry," Sheryl said reaching over and putting her hand on my hand that was holding the mouse. " I do the porn sites all the time. And the sex chat lines." I was still too embarrassed to speak. She lifted my hand off the mouse and leaned over me, typing something onto the computer. As she leaned I had to move slightly back. I could see down her top, her lacy white bra holding her firm round breasts. Another hot flush came over me. The excitment that had been building before was returning, overwhelming the embarrassment of being caught. I could even feel that dampness that was inside me start the spread to my panties. I could smell her purfume and my own moist aroma rising up from between my legs. "Hear it is Sasha," she said. A catalogue and pictures came up of the lastest, most stylish underwear I had ever seen. " I've got these ones," Sheryl said pointing to various models, who looked alot like Sheryl actually. " These are nice," I said pointing at some white lacy undies. I still couldn't believe how casual she was about catching me on the porn sights. Like nothing had happened. Maybe its not a big deal these days. Maybe I'm one of the few who hasn't been there before. " "Yes. Those are really nice," she said, " I've got them on."
"Have you?" I replied remembering the sight of bra earlier. " Yeah. They're really comfortable and they look good. See." She unbottoned her top enough for me to see her bra. Now, I'm not naive but was that more than just a flirt, I still wasn't sure. " I quite like the panties," I replied staring at her. She just grinned. She was rebuttoning her top but stopped when I said that. She had a slight grin on her face as her hand gently rolled down her stomach and stopped on her skirt just above her mound. " You better watch it," she said staring directly at me, " I might have to show you those too." I was silent. There was nothing that I could want more in the world at that moment than her to 'show' me. I sat up in my chair squeezing my thighs together, dying to rub myself. Sheryl knew what I was thinking. She stepped back slightly, leaning her butt aginst a table. This made her mound protrude even more. She put one hand on the inside of her knees and slowly, sensuously moved it up her leg pulling her skirt up with it. When she reached her panties she quickly flicked her pussy with two fingers, sending a shudder through her body. She then lifted her skirt right up so I could see her laced panties. They clung to her like skin and I could see her wet patch right in between her legs. " What do you think?" she said, her voice warm and sultry.
"You're beautiful," is all I could say.
"Does it turn you on?," she asked me. All I could do is nod. My aching pussy screaming to be touched.
"What else turns you on?," she asked me. 'What else turns you on,' I thought, 'Anything. Everything, and then I said, " Touching. Touching turns me on."
"Like this," she said openning her legs slightly and moving a hand inside her panties. She tossed her head back when her fingers hit their target, letting out moan of ecstacy. My hands shot straight to my pussy which was now pulsating with tension. My clit already protruding out like a mini erection I wet my fingers and sqeezed my hardened nipples with one hand while I fucked myself mad with the other. Sheryl now had one leg up on the desk. I could see her wet pink lips, swollen and ready and without thinking I was on my knees in between her legs. She gasped as my tongue found it's target. I couldn't believe her sweetness, her wetness, the taste of her nectar. The warmth of her pussy was overwhelming. I licked furiously at her clit as she humped her thighs into me. With a scream she got up and pushed me to the floor. I landed on my stomach and before I knew I felt a hot, wet tongue licking my back. I felt her hands on hips, pulling my butt up toward her mouth and then she licked me from my hot cunt up top my ass and back down again. When I felt the ultimate orgasm coming on I rolled over on to my back, pulled her cunt toward me, and as she licked me, I licked her, sliding my thumb up her cunt. She was grinding herself into my face, faster and faster until wave upon wave of orgasms flowed up inside my cunt, pumping blobs of cum into her eager mouth. As I climaxed again and again she reached her point of no return, thrashing her cunt at my face, her sweet cum juices dripping off my chin.
Spent, we both lay in each others arms for a few minutes. " Well," she said, " that was..."
I finished the sentence for her " That was awesome!"
Sheryl and I fucked a few times after that night. Sometimes in the office late at night, other times a quick lunchtime fuck, but Sheryl moved away a few months later. Now we just meet on the chat lines and fuck each other over the net. I enjoy cyber fucking with her but I will never, ever forget our first encounter late that Friday night.