Sexy Shorts: Ethical Porn

5 Nov

 

 

Ethical Porn

 

“Don’t you wish you could see how I am the center of their sexual attention at work?” she asked as she took a break from caressing my cock with her mouth.

“What do you mean?” I asked, looking down at her as she swathed my manhood with her tongue and lips.

She took her mouth off of me with a ‘pop!’ sound and looked up.  “Every day I have presentations to give at work in front of groups of ten, twenty, sometimes even fifty men.  Just me and all those men.  Don’t you think that when all those eyes are on me and they hear me talking, that I can see what they’re thinking?”

I hadn’t thought of it that way.  She went back to her lapping up of my member, but now her left hand was holding me as her right hand found its way between her legs.  She was naked on the hardwood floor, her feet spread wide as she bent over to position her mouth at my waist.  I could see her from behind in the mirror as she fingered her wet pussy.

“Lo, are you purposely suggestive at work?”

“I don’t have to be,” she said.  “I wear my cute baby-blue pumps and a skirt and a form-fitting blouse and as I walk across the front of the room I can feel each of those items being removed in the imaginings of my audience.”

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“Is that why you’re so horny today?”  She had jumped me as soon as she walked in the door.

“Daddy, I’m horny every day.”

She had had her share of licking me from base to tip.  Now she bent over the bed, head up, looking forward to the full-length mirror across from her and she said, “Get behind me and fuck me fast!”

I did as she said and she came in seconds, watching as her tits dropped and flopped back-and-forth with the rhythmical thrusting of my hips into her ass.

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She jumped on the bed and spread her legs, slowly caressing her pussy with her fingers.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

As she lay there, I climbed next to her and asked her, “Lo, was there someone in particular who got you all riled up?”

“Just you, Daddy,” she said disingenuously.

“I meant at work today.”

“Well, there was one person,” she began coyly.

“Go on.”

She flipped over like a cat seeing a mouse and, on all fours began rapidly telling me about Brian.  She was speaking like a schoolgirl gossiping to her girlfriend about her latest crush.  “He’s a visiting exec who flies in pretty regularly and he is so built.  He has broad shoulders that taper down to his waist in a perfect ‘V’ and his arms!  His arms are huge.  I bet he has a huge cock too.”

“Have you looked?”

“Of course I have and I can see the outline of it through his pants. . .”  She climbed on top of me mid-sentence.  She was bouncing up and down on my hard mast as she continued to glow in the afterthought of her day.  “Today he came to my office to talk.  He’s been coming by frequently in the past week and I think he has a thing for me.”

“What did he want to talk about?”

“His girlfriend.”

“His girlfriend?”

“Yeah, he has a girlfriend and he wanted to talk about their relationship.”  She came at the thought.  As she came, she lifted herself up just high enough over my cock so that she could squirt without impediment.  She then lowered herself back down.  She continued to bounce up and down, splashing in her cum on my tum.  “His girlfriend has never had sex and she has repeatedly said she wants to wait, which he totally respects.  But he’s a healthy, red-blooded man and he came to me to ask what he should do.”

“I bet you had some ideas.”

She bounced faster now, her eyes shut.

“Lo?” I asked, as she stopped talking.

She put up one finger in the air as if to say, “Wait a second,” and then she came again.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I was just going through some of those ideas in my head.”

“I love it when you fuck Brian using me as your sex toy.”

“Oh, Daddy,” she said with concern, “that’s not what I was doing.”

“Lo, that’s exactly what you just did and I really mean it.  I do love it when you use me and think of someone else.”

“In that case, I admit it.”

“So what did you actually tell him?”

“I told him that,” she interrupted herself as she came at just the thought of it.  She wasn’t even moving on me this time.  “I told him that he should explore some healthy, ethical porn and that there is nothing wrong with jerking off.”

“What did he say?”

“I think he was surprised at my bluntness and he was a bit embarrassed, but he thanked me.  I told him he could come to me anytime. You know, if he needed me. . . for advice.”

“I bet you did.  Did you give him your calling-card too?”

“Daddy,” she said as if that would be wrong.

“How many times did you jill it to the thought of him jerking off?”
“Daddy!”

“How many times?”

“I don’t know.”

“Too many to count?”

She nodded her head yes.

“And you were thinking about him jerking off to you – to your pics – weren’t you?”

She nodded again.

“I suppose that’s what you meant by ‘ethical porn’?”

“Good clean fun with a very dirty girl.”

“Lo, you’re simply incorrigible and that’s why I love you so much.”

“Jack it for me,” she commanded.

2 Responses to “Sexy Shorts: Ethical Porn”

  1. Vista November 6, 2016 at 3:44 pm #

    Always love hearing about the latest inspirations that come Lo’s way! xxoo

  2. vestido minnie November 28, 2016 at 6:58 am #

    This is very good. The ethical porn is the new age for relationships and a nice way to married.

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