From the other side

Yes, another flash contest from our lovely Ms. A. Tyler. Thank goodness for her because I keep up my writing chops with these little challenges of hers. We touched ourselves, now it was time to tap into our opposite side.

You read the one below. Now, this is from the MALE pov. Not having a cock, it was definately a challenge to write about jerking off.

I hope I did it justice.


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There she was, bent over his desk. Her short skirt tightened over her fine ass, raising a little as she leaned further into the conversation, allowing me a peek at her crotch, and her bare pussy.

My cock had been hard for her all day. And she knew it. My hard on twitched, getting harder with every thought. Her clean slit, my tongue slurping up her juices…

I needed to come, and I wasn’t going to make it to the bathroom. Surrounded by cubicle walls, there was only one solution.

I lowered my chair, my chest pushed into the desk. Fumbling with my fly, I almost gasped out loud when my erection sprang free. My barely audible reaction reached her ears, and I saw her straighten up. Excusing herself, she silently perched on the edge of my desk, watching me.

Beneath my desk, I stroked my cock, the meat feeling good in my palm. Her tongue flicked out, licking her bottom lip, her nipples hard beneath her sheer blouse. My hand flew faster as I imagined that tongue bathing my shaft, nibbling the head, licking the pre-cum from the tip. I fisted it faster, harder than I had in a long time as I thought about her hot mouth, her hot pussy, her tight ass. My hips thrust upwards, my cock desperate to be shoved in her.

She leaned forward, whispering one word. “Cum.”

Hot white jets of obedience, and relief, hit the bottom of my desk.


“Thank you mistress.”




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