Chapter 30 Mystery closet romp
I had gotten into work, minding my own business when a random arm clasped around my wrist and pulled me into a dark closet. I didn't have a chance to see who had grabbed me, I was a little busy with the spinning in my brain and the hand over my mouth. To be honest, I didn't care who grabbed me, all I cared about was his free hand sliding up and down my skin. That hand still over my mouth, my back right up agianst his chest. My vision was taken, but I could feel his hard cock jabbing my ass until it settled between my cheeks. His voice lingered in my ear, each word being said slowly as his hand slid into my bra, pulling at my pink nipples.
"Do you want me to stop?"
I shook my head, the arousal growing faster, needing to feel his touch on my skin. His soft fingers trailed from my tits, going down my belly easing into my dripping panties, he let out a growl feeling how wet I was getting from the sudden intrusion. A single finger sliding inside the tight walls, a groan leaving my lips needing more and more. He decided to put both hands to good use, one hand fucking my pussy until I was a shaking mess in his tall frame, his other hand cupping my tits roughly, leaving grip marks. His hand left my tits and grabbed both my wrists, forcing them onto his thighs where I dug my nails in, just so I wouldn't slide to the floor in a puddle. He moaned at the pain my nails were causing so I dug them in deeper until I'm sure I was drawing blood. His fingers sliding faster inside my cunt, squelching sounds echoing in my head. Just when I thought the fun was over, he took my hands again and pushed until I was right up against the wall, my tits pushing painfully against the cold brick, not that I cared because he had unzipped himself and slid deep inside my pussy until I could barely breathe, the pain would always be present and thankfully he allowed me a moment to get used to the pain. WIth my long hair gripped in his fist he started to jerk his hips, each thrust pushing me into the wall and letting hard arousal chorus through my small body. I couldn't help myself, I managed to slide a hand between my legs and flick my hard clit in time to his wicked thrusts. He tugged at my hair jerking my head backwards, the pain a rush mixing with the pleasure that he fed to my body. Suddenly his frame engulfed mine and the new warmth spread throughout me as I let out one more muffled cry of joy. Sweat raked down my body, the sudden workout leaving me tired and starved even though my pussy had just been over filled. I pulled my clothing back into place, noting to take a shower as soon as I could given the sweaty sex that lingered on my flesh. I could've looked at him, I could've solved the mystery right then and there but I decided to test out my own theory, so I remained oblivious letting him place a kiss to my neck, a sign in my opinion that this wouldn't be the only closet romp we had. I let him leave without another word and left his identity a secret. For now at least, if I have learnt anything, it's the fact that secrets don't remain secrets for long, espeically in this business.