Desire’s Edge

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Synopsis:

Belinda had no idea when she went to work in the morning that perversion would ensnare her before the end of the day.  Not only would it catch her in it’s terrible jaws, it would capture her sweet and innocent husband as well.  She had no idea how much her life would change when she was pushed beyond desire’s edge…

Belinda’ s caught in her throat as Preston Jennings pressed his erection against the crack of her ass through the thin dress she wore.  It was driving her wild even though the act it promised was a taboo so strong that she and her husband had never even discussed it. Right this moment, bent over the copy machine in the copy room of her office, she wanted nothing more than she wanted to strip naked for this handsome young turk and have him thrust that hard erection of his deep into her ass.

Belinda Harrison had never dreamed of cheating on her husband.  Her sex life was quite satisfactory, thank you.  Once a week she lifted her nightgown and allowed her loving husband to stick his erection inside her and thrust away until he flooded her with his seed.  It gave her a warm and pleasant feeling inside to feel Luke collapse on her small breasts, spent.  She loved to hold him in her arms, knowing she had conquered the beast inside of him once more. The feelings generated by Preston’s attentions were alien to her, but they were so powerful that they were driving her to distraction.

Keeping her head down and trying to avoid eye contact with Preston, Belinda hurried from the copy room.  Holding her breath and hoping the wet spot on her panties hadn’t leaked through the back of her dress, she managed to reach the ladies room and close a stall door behind her.  The feeling between her legs was driving her crazy, and she pulled her panties down around her ankles and sat on the toilet.  The whatever it was between her legs was unbearable and she tentatively put her fingers there…the feral heat and wetness there was also alien to her as well, but the feeling of her fingers on her clit was exquisitely pleasureable.  Before she was able to react she was in the throes of the first orgasm of her life.

To look at her no one would expect Belinda to be a stranger to sexual pleasure.  Long blonde hair cascaded around her sculpted neck and shoulders in a cloud of brilliance.  Her body was a work of art, slender and shapely, with pillowy breasts that were a tad larger than one would expect on so slender a frame.  With her long legs and dainty feet, she was an artist’s dream.

Safely at her desk, she raised her eyes and glanced at Preston in his cubicle.  He was an awful flirt, always touching the office women, though none of them ever raised an objection.  In fact, most of the women were as busy trying to touch him as he was trying to fondle them.  The younger women, married and unmarried, were always pressing their breasts against his arms or his back, and when their hands touched him, they lingered a lot longer than was absolutely necessary.

Lately, however, Preston had been focusing on the aloof and unreachable Belinda.  His attentions were unwanted, but impossible to ignore.  Unfortunately, the ‘unwanted’ part of the impossible equation was rapidly crumbling before the onslaught of his attentions.  Belinda began to daydream about his ‘thing’ pushing against her forbidden areas, and his forearms and the backs of his hands brushing against her breasts.  Her panties were constantly sopping wet, and she was in a constant state of upset…it was driving her to the brink of madness because she didn’t know how to deal with it.  She didn’t dare talk to Luke about it, she didn’t know how he would react to Preston’s outrageous flirtations.  Belinda had no friends among the office women, and she didn’t know where to turn.

It came to a head in the late afternoon  when almost everyone had gone home.  Belinda was trying desperately to finish the work she had been too befuddled to finish during the regular work day.  She didn’t hear Preston come in the copy room, but she suddenly noticed that the door was closed…and she had most definitely left it open.  She turned around and all the color drained from her face as the breath froze in her lungs.  Preston was standing behind her with his pants in his hand, and his large erect cock standing erect.  Belinda quickly turned around, but not before Preston had noticed her nipples springing erect.

When she turned away, he closed the distance between them in an instant, his hands cupping her breasts and his hard cock rubbing insistently against the crack of her ass.  Belinda was rigid with both fear and excitement, and she was frozen between the edge of desire and the self loathing for her unnatural response to his attentions.  She was trembling visibly when her body finally betrayed her.
She turned in his arms, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she reached for her blouse and ripped it open.  His lips crushed down on hers in savage sweetness as his big hands sought the fastener of her bra.  He couldn’t open it and she simply lifted it above her breasts, exposing them to the heated gaze of the only man other than her husband who had ever seen them. Once his hot hands were clutching at her breasts, her own shaking hands tentatively grasped his swollen organ.  A low moan escaped her lips as she felt the heat and the hardness of him.  He was longer and thicker than Luke was, and the thing felt alive in her hands.  Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned once again in his arms and pulled her wet panties down to her ankles.  Grasping his iron hard cock, she guided him between the cheeks of her ass.  “Do me,” she gasped.

Thrilled at her final surrender, Preston thrust forward only to find his way to her pussy blocked by her hand.  “No,” she said, gripping his cock with demonic strength, guiding it to the puckered rosebud of her ass, “here.”  Her voice was low and guttural, and sounded as if it was coming from someone else.  There was a considerable amount of precum on the head of his cock, and she rubbed the tip around to spread it.  She tugged him into her, the thick glans making an audible “pop” when her ass closed around it. Her low moan started again, rising in pitch as she balanced the pain and the pleasure.  Unable to restrain himself, Preston groaned and emptied his load inside the dry heat of her ass.  Belinda screamed “No!” and refused to allow him to pull out of her.  He was young, and he was still hard.  Belinda pushed back, using his cum as a lubricant and forcing his hard cock deep inside her ass.  The only way to describe what happened next would be to say that Belinda went ballistic.  It was all Preston could do to hold onto the frantically orgasming woman.  “Don’t stop you bastard!” she screamed.  It was the dirtiest, most guttural thing she cold think of to say.

 

 

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