The secretary who drank from the fucking soldier

I walked into the place where she had pointed me out. It was in a sub-secretariat of my city's health department (Ponta Porã - MS). It was an old house with wooden floors. As I went along, my crotchets were making noise underneath the floor, walking slowly. I was dressed as a soldier that he is: camouflaged shirt with the sutache bearing my name on it; camouffled trousers fastened to a green belt which helped shape him around my body and finally, all black hiking cap. We knew each other by phone, but up until then we had only exchanged words, and what words! One day I received a phone call by mistake and the voice on the other end caught my attention, so I started talking about it trying to hook her up with the telephone and we ended up having a long conversation that turned into an even more intense chat. She began declaring all of her desire for doing certain things, touching them and pulling out from underneath some sticks with her lips intensive laughter, and this velvety voice telling me everything was already making me laugh a lot. I would tell her what I'd do if I could touch her, where my fingers ran and my lips meticulously sought to savor every shiver in her body. We used to delight for hours on the phone with conversations that were no longer content merely to be sated by voices; it took an encounter, a look, a touching and knowing whether there was something real about them all. And now at this desk is exactly what was going to happen. Silence overwhelmed that office, it seemed empty, and as much as I walked slowly my crutches made a steady noise underneath the floor. I arrived in a central room surrounded by three more rooms. In two of them there was noise, so I walked into one. The door was open and stood under it. I could see a woman at the computer typing certain things that upon sensing my presence she looked at me. Our eyes met for several seconds. Her look denounced her. And she certainly knew who I was because she had already told him he was a soldier. Me, a young soldier, an enlisted man (I was 19 years old then; today I am 21), standing on this woman's doorstep, who had already said to me his age - 32. She ran then with her eyes all over my body stopping on the sutache that contained my name, if she still lacked doubts now I was sure. Didn't know for certain what to say, we had already arranged this meeting, she knew I would come even though I did not leave it as a matter of course. I was in his workplace and I know why he asked me to go there without any problem, especially at lunchtime. It was almost empty, just another room with one person. There was a chair in front of your table and right after a sofa. After we greeted each other without exchanging many words, she stood up and asked me to sit on the couch while she made a call. I felt it and my eyes were turned toward that body just inches ahead of me. She was leaning under the table standing facing towards me dialing a number from her phone. Her body was beautiful, tall and red with well-drawn thighs and medium breasts; she wore beige trousers which at waist height fit snugly around her torso and similar shade shirts; her shoes were brown. I was with her red hair tied to a bracelet. She also mediated me while talking on the phone, she was speaking to another secretary who was in the next room. While looking at me she said to her colleague by telephone: - If you want to go for lunch you can now leave. I'll stay, I think I will order something and eat right here. <unk> When saying this she looked at me without any shame, lowered her eyes until slightly below my belt and stood there for some moments. I think she could see that I already had an erection. Through the door I saw another secretary walk past and head towards the exit. We were alone in that public distribution room. <unk> So, am I dreaming or are you yourself? Let me at least touch your face to make sure that you're here. ?? She said as she ran with her soft hands over my face, drawing her body closer to mine. Her waist was a fold away from my face. The desire at that moment was to pull her against me, wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her body, but I held myself back. <unk> I wasn't sure what to say at first, we were just talking about us trying to find affinities but we knew where our real affinity was so we could skip all that and then go into kissing tightly but I wouldn't have dared because I was in her workplace she asked me again to touch my face i still sat there only now after she touched my face The bodies almost together, she touching my face, our eyes denouncing the desires in me no longer just eyes, my dick was already flapping, it was tense risk to get hurt as if begging for a touch. I did not restrain myself and also touched her an arm wrapped around its waist holding it down with his hand from my face towards my chest then the arm that enveloped her pulled closer to me and I could feel my cock touch your body still on top of all this tissue but nevertheless there was relief I squeezed her tightly, insisting that she also feel my dick rubbing between her thighs. Her hands slipped across my chest, and I could already sense the drowning of breath, with my face close to hers still looking at us. My other hand held onto her back as if trying to restrain it, feeling its warmth gradually surfacing. My mouth was drawing closer to her lips, only on this one did she push me a little bit, by the thorax. <unk> No not here! This is where I work, let's just be there please! <unk> That's what she told me, but I wasn't going to give up like that. I had to let him go, and she said no. But he wanted me too; it was a matter of calmness. So I held her tighter, pretending that the kiss would be avoided by placing my mouth near her ear and letting her hand unbutton one button on my shirt. She took the initiative again in caressing me with her fingers running into my skin touching my chest as there were already some more open buttons and she stroked my bare breast. I was with lips touching her neck and she already closed her eyes, leaning him back slightly giving stronger sighs at certain moments. My dick had all been pressed between his thighs that were now entering on mine, squeezing us hard. The slow and calm caresses gave way to the growing erection, more abrupt touchings and sultry grips. Now I no longer stroked my lips around her throat, licked it, and kissed hard without sucking them so as not to leave marks. A hand of mine ran to her face and held it firmly turning against my mouth, I could not help but want no more our mouths meet and the kiss was intense lips on lips and tongues sliding over each other a wet, breathless kiss denouncing all desire with irreversible proportions. The door was still open so we walked towards her body clinging without stopping from kissing and closed it down pressed her body onto the door as we clasped ourselves between caresses She had already unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it out of her pants, I was bare-chested. And while my hands were running over her breasts, squeezing him across the fabric, she came down with her mouth and began to lick my chest, putting her tongue on my nipple, making me press it even harder against the door. One hand now clutched at her butt, almost lifting her up by pushing my fingers into that rear end. She raised one of her legs wrapped around my body. There was no turning back any more, there was no holding back any longer. Her hands were now daring, along with my touches. After kissing me the whole chest came down with her firm fingers to my trousers. Soon his hand was opening buttons of hers and his finger touching a rubbing my dick still over panties. I pressed even more my body on it and felt its fingers pulling away from my underpants and tearing off my stick by edge, staying with my tight pin loose inside pants feeling your warm hands puncture him. It was my turn to unbutton her shirt, squeezing her breasts still covered by the bra not taking long to lower them and make their boobs jump with stiffed beaks. Delight myself with my mouth in them. Feeling my lips touching and tasting the taste of his skin. She groaned, clutched my stick, punching it frantically. Staring eyes and desires as if to enjoy herself before tasting, before having my dick swallowed by her gluttony. First she touched his head with her tongue pulling it all out and sliding around the gland. Then her lips were rubbing against him and finally he started tucking them slowly into her mouth. This closed her eyes and made my stick slip on her language as much as she could. I twisted myself up; she felt that my joy would come from smiling at my cock for a few more moments but didn't stop. She sucked hard while also punching him and massaging my balls with her fingers. I couldn't resist, there was no way to restrain my enjoyment. I let her know that I kept making it clear that she really wanted a taste of my pleasure. The jets of fucking were going to be expelled from my stick touching all its mouth. She sucked and swallowed, licking my whole dick with my sperm until she was able to swallow it all up and leave it only wet with her saliva, sucking me more willingly but frantically which made my cock not lose its erection. I let him suck a little bit longer and pulled him closer to me. I kissed his mouth as if wanting to thank for the pleasure he had given me. It needed repayment. Pushed against the table while kissing her. He got cold then took hold of one hand on each thigh and lifted her onto the desk. We continued to kiss, and now she was sitting on the table with her legs open wrapped around my body. After I'd finished kissing her mouth, I came down with my lips again at her breasts, sucking and squeezing with my hands. Delightful feeling of my tongue soaking those hard-boiled beaks, surrounding it by her nipple. Felt my hand enveloping those shivering chests as she leaned her body against the table almost lying flat, went further down, kissing his belly, rubbing my lips across his waist until they unbuttoned and opened up the zipper of his trousers. I pulled until she was just wearing her panties, all beautiful and white like a little thong that covered only the tip of her nose. I held it in my waist, wrapped my hand around his body and turned him over with one arm resting upside down on the table. I touched her boob still on top of the underwear fabric, feeling wet. My fingers go through the rubber band away and uncovering his boob and then my tongue slid over it. In position where she was sucking more easily entrance and as she opened up leg reclining slightly buttocks language ran to clitoris, moving from one side to another. She moaned, pushed buttons, turned her face looking at me then close your eyes. <unk> Go soldier, go Marcus, suck, lick, make me laugh. There you are! What a pleasure, go delicious! <unk> she said it softly, almost in a whisper. Her hands caressing her own breasts as she groaned. With an acute and intense moaning, with closed eyes she denounced his enjoyment. <unk> Ah delight! Go my sweet I'm having fun. Hum! <unk> I could not resist and with her still lying on the table abdominally pulled her further to the edge. Leaving her very close to my body, staying legs suspended outside of the table, and trunk resting on it. I grabbed at her thighs, standing between them, leaving well exposed and was rubbing my stick through them. I was still in my pants, only with my dick sticking out of the sleeve. She had her panties on but removed from where they covered her beautiful cheekbones. That scene of seeing her behind me with her underpants tucked into her butt and my cock opening up space between her thighs until it touched her boob made me delirious. My stick was slowly introducing <unk> Get inside, get inside my tasty one! Put that pause inside me! Eat me go! Come! I want to feel you eating. <unk> It's what she asked me for, which is what I did. He slid into her, feeling the warmth of that wet little face which offered no resistance. I started pumping my dick in an intense come and go. My hands were clutching his ass as he watched my stick slipping inside his body. <unk> Will you squeeze what? Hit me on my pocket! Give it some good slaps! Go, go sweetie! Then I gave him a few shots that made his butt tremble making me crazy. I delighted in that position for a few more moments, until I pulled her with my body clinging to mine leaving my dick inside and sat on the couch with her above me sitting on my stick, back to me. She dictated movements, going up and down with her butt beating her hips against my skin till my stick was all swallowed by its mouthpiece as she went up and downstairs with her body my hands squeezed her breasts which were rocking on the stick up and off hum! What excitement! This is delicious! My tasteful one will enjoy it, what pleasure! There you go! <unk> She moaned deliciously, her cock wet on my dick, beating his body hard to the bottom and stirring with hip. Who did not endure and didn't want to satisfy was me. I felt fun coming and pulled my cock out of its mouthpiece. More than soon she got up from the couch and fell with her mouth in my cock sucking until the liquid poured once again into her mouth. She made the same ritual as at first, sucked my stick licking it all till, sipping sperm until leaving him only soaked by your saliva. Then she put my penis inside her trousers and buttoned it down. He sat on my lap and we kissed. She told me that the lunch was delicious. We hooked up, and after this date we went out again. Then I found out she's engaged to be married, and in time we stopped calling each other.