“You don’t weigh much, Sharon. I should be able to hold you here for a long, long time,” he breathed, “and there’s no give on the wall, noth...ng but your body to absorb the ... impact. It’s going to hurt, you little minx, it’s going to hurt like I hurt all these months...”Them he licked her earlobe. It was all she needed. She came, and came hard. Sharon convulsed against his body, groaning, shuddering and whispering his name over and over. He held her there, pinned, his cock hard against her. "Sam" she said in a playful voice. I lay back down on the same position. She was squirming, and wiggling and trying to break free. " to easy " I called out "just wait" she snapped back, suddenly I pressed my dick on her ass like in the elevator. Then I started to move up and down, I was now humping her slowly she tried to get up. I was surprised she dint try to stop me.suddenly she flipped over and my erected dick was on her pussy line I stopped she stopped, it felt like the world stopped. Then. Well, fuck, you don't really care, do you? You're here for one thing and one thing only: a story that can provide you with enough wank off material to get you to cream yourselves at least once. Well, i'll get to it, but I suggest taking your hands away from your dicks for a bit, ok? We've got a bit of a build up here, and i'm not writing it for my health. Trust me, it'll make things better for you.Ok, so we won't bother with names, but we will bother with some details. I'm a guy, freshly turned. " Shit, the hand on my arm was gone. She must think I'm either boring as hell or two-steps from a layoff. I don't know why I wanted to impress her. It wasn't her I was after, but I found myself saying, "I also write," before I knew it was out of my mouth.She gave me a look that said she didn't believe me. "What do you write? Programs? Manuals?" No, actually I write fiction. Erm... Erotic stories." You're fuckin' with me." But the hand was back, this time on my thigh."I'd like to be... fucking.