E-Mail Voyeur

I know what time of day she usually checks her email, so I get toher desk first. I crawl underneath it, curling up there so I can giveher a big surprise. It isn't long before she walks into the room.She's wearing a white t-shirt and a short black skirt, one thatgently carresses her thighs as she walks. I watch her long legsapproach the desk. She doesn't see me. I feel my heart skip asshe sits down, pulling her chair up closer. Her knees slide merecentimeters away from my face. As she sits, unaware that she'sbeing watched, she lets her legs open slightly. It gives me a perfect view of her crotch.She's not wearing any panties. I grin, knowing that means she'sgoing to read the hot email from the website she runs. It'sa gallery of photos of her in nude and erotic poses. Herexhibitionism has found a perfect outlet.I hear the click and hum of her computer booting up. Thenthe squeal of the modem as she connects. While she logs on,I watch her legs open and close as she hums to herself. Ifeast on the perfect view of her shaved pussy. Her hairlesslips are gently parted by the delicate labia that protrude fromits top. Even in the darkness, I can see her slit glisteningwith her juices. She's excited already, thinking about whatshe's going to read, and perhaps what she's read before. Thecramped space under her desk is filling with her musky scent. More clicks of her mouse follow as she brings up her email. Amoment of silence passes. I can tell she's reading one of herletters. Inwardly, I'm hoping that it's a good one so she'll startplaying with herself. I feel a twinge of disappointment as themouse clicks again, showing she moved on. I know she must be disappointed, too. Another moment passes, followed byanother click. The tension is killing me, as well as my backfor being in such a cramped space.Then it happens. I can tell she's hit a good one because she'ssilent for longer than usual. Her humming has stopped. She'stotally still as seconds pass. Then I see a trickle of her juiceooze out of her swollen lips, running down into a small poolon her seat. Her legs slowly part, widening, giving me anincredible view of her luscious wet pussy. I feel myselfbeginning to swell in my pants, hardening in anticipation asshe shifts a little in her seat. Then it comes.Her hands slide down her hard stomach, dragging her t-shirtslightly with it. She raises her skirt, moving it aside as herother hand moves to her crotch. I'm shivering as she slidesa finger into her moist crevice, squashing the flesh around incircular motions. She slides in another finger, then another.She uses two fingers to pry her lips apart. Light glitters offthe juices coating her fingertips. Her other hand comes down,index finger extended. It begins to rub over her clit, a now-hardened bead under its silken hood. She traces slow circlesover her clit, moving faster and faster. Her juices are nowsmeared all over her shaven lips. I hear her breathinggetting quicker, coming in short gasps. This is a good one.I make my move. I carefully and slowly reach between herwidened and spasming legs. I let my fingertips graze lightlyover her outer lips. She doesn't notice me at first,consumed by the sensations she's already feeling. I'm carefulto avoid her fingers as I tickle her lips. I can tell by hershivers that she feels it, but hasn't traced the source. Herlegs are wobbling rapidly as her gasps become low moans. Itry to hold back my laughter as I go a little further. I slowlyslide my pinky into her crevice, then move it in and out asgently as I can. Her fingers are working faster, a blur as they mash her clit. Her hips begin to buck, her soft cheekspressing outward on each hump. She's giving off a long,continous moan now, totally submerged in a world ofpleasure.Then her moan become a scream. She leaps out of herchair, breaking my grip on her pussy. She backs away fromthe desk, then crouches to look under it. I wiggle myfingers at her, playfully, and she smiles in relief. I tell her Iwanted to give her a surprise, and she agrees that I did.Then she asks if I want to do the job for her while shereads, and I'm happy to oblidge.She backs away so I can watch her unbuckle her skirt. She letsit slide down her hips onto the floor. Now her hairless slit is infull view. Her eyes are locked on mine as she pulls off herT-shirt, exposing the firm nipples resting on the peaks of hersoft, rounded breasts. She stands naked before me now, tossingher shirt into a corner as I feast on her beauty.She sits down again, this time spreading her legs as wide asthey can go as she slides her chair under the desk again. This time I'm right there between her thighs as she moves close tome. I begin to kiss the inside of her legs, starting at her knees,alternating the right side and the left, tracing a path to her nowdripping slit. I bring my face close to her crevice to lightlykiss each of her hanging labia. My lips are moistened by herjuices.I tell her to read me the email aloud. She begins to speak,describing the graphic lust of one of her fans. He is telling herhow he would eat her, and I can't help thinking how convenientit is as I let my tongue trace a path from the bottom of her slit.Her legs tremble as I lick my way to her hood, then begin making wide circles around it with my tongue. The circlegrows smaller and smaller until I've closed in on her stiffenedbud.Her voice cracks as I begin sucking on her clit. I suck itbetween my lips, trapping it there as I flick it inside mymouth with my tongue. She's still reading, but there is obviousstrain in her voice as she describes her fan's desire to ream herpussy. A word breaks into a moan. I'm determined to keepher from reading as I continue to suckle her clit like a nipple.Then I open wide, letting my tongue slide under her hood to lap her clit directly.She gasps, her hips jerking under the onslaught. I back away,moving my tongue down to her tunnel. I part the outer lips withmy tongue, then slip my pinky inside. It's already wet from itsprevious journey inside her, and makes a wet, squishy noise as itsinks in among her hot juicy walls. I move my tongue back toher clit, beginning the rapid circles again.I start a regular motion, pumping my finger inside her as Iencircle her clit with my tongue. The hood slides under mymouth, lubricated by her juices. Her legs close, clampingonto my ears with her thighs. I bear up under the increasing pressure, listening to her voice breaking into a high-pitchedgasp. Her hips are bucking again now, smearing my facewith her juice as I try to keep up with her. She tries to keepreading, knowing what I'm trying to do, but then she reachesa part where the reader explodes in orgasm.Her legs tighten harder. I feel her tunnel grasping at my pinky asshe bursts into a groan of pleasure. I continue to lick as she cumsharder, trembling and shivering in her chair. Then the groan fadesinto quick gasps that arrive further and further apart until theystop.I release her from my mouth to crawl forward, looking up fromher lap to see her smiling down at me. Her eyes are half-closed,still swimming in the afterglow of her orgasm. I ask if that wasgood, and she says it was very good, but she still has anotherletter to read. This one is from a fan in Australia who wants tofuck her really bad. I tell her I have another idea. I can do herwhile she writes a reply, describing what I'm doing to her. Shethinks that's a great idea.She backs up to slide her chair out again. I notice her legs area little shaky, but her eyes are shining brightly. I crawl up fromher lap, pulling myself up by her thighs until I'm lying on herstomach, my crotch pressed against hers. She wraps her legsaround me as she kisses me, holding my face with her hands. Ilet my tongue sink into her mouth and we play in there for awhile. Then I break the kiss with a pop and begin kissing myway down her lips, her chin, her long, slender neck, along hershoulder, and down to her left breast.She hums with pleasure as I flick at her inverted nipple withmy tongue. I press it into the surrounding breast, letting itroll in a bed of flesh. When I draw back my tongue, hernipple pushes back, red and hard, jutting out twice its size. Ido the same with her other nipple until it's firm, then tweakthem with my fingers. She tells me to wait, then shifts her chair around so she can reachthe keyboard. She types a new email, relating to her fan how I'mplaying with her breasts. She describes the tingles I'm sendingdown her body with every touch. Then she describes as I shiftmy hips away from her to undo my pants.My rod juts out into the cool air. I position it over her slit, thenlet it sink into her tunnel as slowly as I can. Her juices ooze outas I fill her pussy with my hard flesh. She breathes carefullybetween clenched teeth as I begin to slide in and out. I pumpmy hips a little faster as she locks her ankles on the small of myback. She forces me in harder and deeper with her heels. I'mhappy to obey.We're locked together, our hips slapping together in a quickrhythm. I feel my balls slapping at her asshole, and I know shefeels it, too. She's still trying to type with her shaky hands,reading aloud how it feels to have me deep inside her, filling herwith hot meat. Every thrust sends a shiver of pleasure throughher body. Her legs tighten around my waist, her thighssqueezing my hips. Her mouth hangs open as she breathes inshort gasps. She wants it harder and deeper and I thrust myself in to the hilt. Then I draw out and do it again, forcingmyself in as far as I can go. She grits her teeth, her lipscurling in a snarl. One hand is struggling to type as the otherreaches down to hold my cock as it slides in and out of her. Onefinger reaches down to encircle her clit.Then I stop. She is about to protest when I slide my hands underhe ass and lift her off the chair. I plant her butt firmly down ontothe keyboard. I smile as I tell her that it would be more fun forher to type this way.She laughs, then I begin sliding in and out of her again. She humsin pleasure under her breath as she feels her body roll on the keysthat click beneath her. We both look back to see the words appearing on the screen. I change the angle of my thrusts to changethe words that appear on the screen, her cheeks mashing against thekeyboard. Her hand returns to her clit, rubbing it furiously tointensify the pleasure.Then her mouth hangs open again. Her smile collapses into agrimace. Her eyes squeeze shut as she begins to whisper to me,oh, yes, just like that, give it to me, harder, oh, yes, just likethat, oh, yes, yes, I'm cumming I'm cumming...and her legs almostcrush me between them. Her pussy spasms in quick flinchesthat milk my cock. I can't hold back any longer. I throw myhead back as I launch my hot cream into her deepest crevices.Our fluids mix and increase until it flows out of the edges ofher slit, dripping onto her desk.We hold each other, shuddering in our shared orgasm, feedingeach other's pleasure with our spasms. I recover first,opening my eyes to look into her twisted expression. I thrustonce more, causing her to wince with delight as the last tracesof her enjoyment fade away. She relaxes, flopping backagainst the wall to grin at me.I reach over to her mouse, position the pointer on the emailscreen, and click the SEND button.