Intimacy in the City – Chapter 10

I want a tit fuck

I'm alone in the elevator. First, a coffee, then a quiet start to the day. The elevator door slowly slides shut. I take a few seconds to breathe deeply before the creative chaos in the advertising agency starts again.

Out of nowhere, a foot appears in the elevator door. Surprised, I look up and see Julian, my marketing CEO.

“Good morning,” I chirp cheerfully.

“Heidi,” he grins broadly, eyeing me up and down.

“Good morning.”

He immediately leans down toward me: “Hey, did you hear what happened at Victoria's yesterday?”

“What?” I ask innocently.

“Well, our project manager and our IT guy got along, let's say, ‘very well,’” he says excitedly.

“Really?” I reply, my eyes wide.

“Yes! She even sat on his face! Her pussy was so wet that she completely glazed him. I think she came hard. Without batting an eyelid, of course. We know Vicky,” he smiles.

His comments are relatively normal so far, if he weren't constantly staring at my breasts! He's practically drowning in them.

Admittedly, my blouse is really transparent today. He can't take his eyes off my breasts.

Maybe I went too far wearing a blouse like this to the office? What am I going to do now? He's staring at my breasts the whole time! And the blouse is so transparent that it doesn't really cover anything.

On the other hand, it's really hot that he's staring at my cleavage like that. I can feel my nipples getting harder. It's a hot thought that I could just take my tits out here in the elevator and fuck his cock with them. A really dirty tit fuck. So intense that he can't help but cum on my breasts. Awwwwww. His glans gets bigger and bigger and shoots his hot load all over me.

Suddenly, there's a loud “ping” and we've arrived. Julian lets me go first and exchanges a few polite words with me.

“Too bad, a tit fuck like that would have been something,” I think to myself, a little turned on, and head to my office. Julian has already gone in the opposite direction.

“Heidi,” I suddenly hear from a distance. I turn around.

Julian waves goodbye to me. With his index and middle fingers extended.

“Fuck! Is he going to finger me here in the office again?” flashes through my mind.

What does Julian have in store for me now? Does he really want to finger me? He's been staring at my big tits the whole time!

I feel my pussy getting wet. Just the thought of him fucking me makes my slit moist. I even imagine that I can hear how wet I am with every step I take. After all, every movement of my legs pulls my labia apart, and the wet film between my lips creates an audible smacking sound.

When I arrive at the office, I don't know how to deal with my horniness.

Should I just get myself off? Maybe. After all, it's incredibly difficult to concentrate on work when you're this horny.

On the other hand, if Julian really wants to finger me, then I should save myself for that. Maybe I'll even be lucky enough that he wants to fuck my breasts?

My pussy is getting juicier and juicier. Fuck. Who knows how long it will be before he relieves me.

It's no use, I'll get myself a coffee first and then get to work.

Five minutes later, I'm standing in front of my computer with a hot, fragrant coffee, checking my emails. I'm looking for an email from Julian. My pupils dilate. In vain. No. Nothing there. Damn. Did I just imagine him waving his two fingers at me?

Hmmmm, if I had known, I would have taken matters into my own hands. Now I'm walking around here so horny, and no one is relieving me. Maybe I should take matters into my own hands after all?

I slide my hand into my panties and immediately flinch. God, my clit is so swollen. I start twirling it when suddenly: “Email from the Marketing CEO” flashes up as a banner.

Awwwwww! That's so hot!

My eyes fly over his lines.

Hmmmm. What does he want now? To discuss the design concept of a major client again. Is that some kind of code? Does he want to finger me now, or am I just projecting too much into the smallest gestures?

Well, if I knew he was going to finger me, then of course I'd want him to make me come. But if it's just going to be a boring meeting, then I absolutely have to come beforehand. Otherwise, I'll explode.

“Heidi! Play it safe! It's best if you come beforehand!” an inner voice commands me. I really have no idea if that's my inner nymphomaniac or just common sense.

I quickly check my email again. He wants to be here in 10 minutes. I can easily manage that.

I slide forward a little on the chair, push my panties aside, and fuck myself with my index and middle fingers. Oh God, that feels so good!

“He's missing out by not wanting to finger me!” I think to myself as my pussy gets louder and louder. “Awwwww, hmmmmmm, ohhhhhhh,” I can hardly suppress my moans.

My labia are so plump that they're begging to finally be allowed to come.

Soon! Soon I'll finally be allowed to come. A quick glance at the clock. Awesome, 5 more minutes! I'm about to cum really hard.

Suddenly there's a knock at the door!

“Heidi! It's me,” Julian's voice comes through the door.

Fuck!

I immediately pull my hand out of my panties and can't say “Come in” fast enough, because Julian is already standing in my office.

Phew. That went well. Although, maybe he noticed something. I don't know. He was standing in front of me so quickly.

Except for my dripping fingers, I look completely normal. I'm sure he didn't notice anything.

“Okay, Heidi. Let's get started. It's a game changer. I've been thinking about the project again. We need to sharpen the profile in certain areas,” he begins.

He can't be serious. He's acting like this is work. Okay, it is work. But I thought he wanted to finger me now. This can't be true! Then he shows up 5 minutes early and prevents me from getting horny!

I'm not even asking for a tit fuck anymore. But at least let me sit in front of him with my legs spread wide. He would fuck my wet, throbbing pussy good.

“And how do you see it, Heidi?” he interrupts my thoughts.

Damn. I wasn't listening.

“Well, your last point is really important. Explain to me again what you mean in detail,” I challenge him.

“Sure. Gladly. So...”

That was a mistake. He takes the word ‘detail’ a little too seriously and walks me through every twist and turn of his concept. "No, not another mental detour. Let me come over, then we can talk about your concept adjustment,“ I curse inwardly.

”Heidi, go on the offensive!" I think.

I stand up, lean over the desk, and present my big tits to him.

Suddenly, there is silence in the room.

His eyes stare, mesmerized, at my slightly bouncing breasts.

“Heidi! I really like your blouse today!” he gasps, his eyes wide.

You know what's even better than my blouse? My big tits getting fucked by your cock,“ I want to say. But I don't dare. Instead, I say, ”My bra is so tight, does it bother you?" I open my blouse and let my breasts pop out of my bra.

He immediately stands up and grabs my breasts. I unzip his suit pants. His cock is already ready.

I lean toward him and whisper softly, “Do you want to fuck my tits, Julian?” as I lightly lick my shiny lower lip.

“Ohhhhhhh,” is all I hear him grunt.

Then I feel his cock fucking my breasts. How hot! Now he's going to fuck my tits for a long time and I can finally cum.

I squeeze my breasts together and he speeds up. It looks so hot.

Soon he'll finger me and make me cum. I can hardly wait.

He takes my breasts in his big hands and thrusts again and again.

Suddenly, I hear a loud moan. He shoots his entire load onto my breasts. Without even fingering me!

“Hot, Heidi! Very hot! Hey, we'll just discuss the project later,” he says and disappears.

Now I'm sitting here, my breasts covered in cum, and I still haven't come.