My Work Jerk With Sexy Jenna

I suddenly felt a sensation in my pants…a slight throb as I re-read those words.  My mouth gaped as I searched for the words to respond.  Ding!  Another message.  “Shall I open one of your pictures and stare at it while I fuck myself?”  Princess Jenna was feeling playful,  and I found it hard to resist her dirty musings.  She always knows how to excite me!  My hand instinctively reached down and teased the tip of my cock through my dress pants.  I knew it was risky, but I couldn’t resist.  Jenna had awoken the intense craving I consistently felt for her.  I looked around.  Heads were buried in phones, in computer screens.  No one was paying the slightest bit attention.  I bit my lower lip and removed my hand from my lap to respond. “Today might be the day I call you from work…I don’t think I can wait until I get home…”

I knew the chances of me getting caught were high, but it had been such a tough day at the office so far.  I needed this.  No.  I needed her!

“I would love it if my man called his little slut from work.”, Jenna teased, “Sneak off to the bathroom and jerk your cock as you listen to me fuck myself!  Mmmmm, yes baby.  This pussy is waiting for you…”

I quickly grabbed my phone and rushed off to the most secluded bathroom I could think of. I locked the door to the stall and pulled up my favorite picture of Jenna on my phone.  My cock was hard and throbbing for her.  I dialed and as the phone rang, I shook with excitement.  As she answered and I heard the smooth, sexy tones of her voice, my desperation became fully realized.

“Wrap your fingers around that cock and stroke it for your dirty whore!”, she commanded.  I obeyed.  As I sat, locked in the stall, I moaned quietly and breathed heavily…praying to not get caught and yet not caring at all as long as I was with Jenna.

Jenna relentlessly teased me…detailing her wet pussy and supple tits.  She knew that in this moment,  I was putty in her hands.  I struggled to keep quiet as I described the various positions  in which I craved to use that body to my satisfaction.

As things heated up, speech was lost.  No words, just feelings.  The fear of discovery abandoned as we were consumed by our animalistic hunger for one another.  I braced myself against the wall of the stall, moaning loudly; feverishly stroking my cock with one hand and devouring Jenna’s orgasmic moans as I held the phone with the other. I could feel everything building inside me, begging to be released, when suddenly…

“Please…” Jenna whispered between heavy breaths, “cum inside me…”

Before I knew it, I began uncontrollably shooting a steady stream of cum all over the bathroom stall, yelling Jenna’s name over and over. And then, all that could be heard was the sound of whatever breath we had left escaping our bodies.  I slumped up against the wall, sudden weakness overcoming me. 

Completely satisfied, once again.
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