Closet Rendezvous

“Fucking hell, your tits are gorgeous.”Garrett’s free hand pulled the cups of Bianca’s bra down, spilling her large breasts out of her shirt.

Her heavy breaths were accentuated by the bobbing of her chest, but still, she didn’t move. “Garrett…”

“I’ve had a shit day, BumbleBee. Make me feel better.”

With the granted permission, Bianca lunged forward, knocking his hand aside. Her scarlet lips engulfed him, passing the head of his cock and sliding all the way down to the base.

She bobbed her head, tasting the saltiness of him while her hands stroked firmly. She dragged her tongue over the thick veins of his cock. Strings of saliva hung between her mouth and his member.

Above her, Garret groaned in ecstasy. Bianca easily had the mouth of a goddess. It was hot, wet, and she didn’t ever gag on his girth. She was moaning, the vibrations making the experience so much better.

Garrett grabbed the back of her head and thrust his cock hard into her mouth, over and over, while Bianca took it greedily. Her hands flew to Garrett’s ass and encouraged him by pulling him closer to thrust farther.

“I could fucking cum in your throat right now. Fucking hell!”

Suddenly, Garrett pulled Bianca up by her wavy hair. Bianca slightly stumbled on her heels.

He spun her around and pushed her toward the shelves he was leaning on, bending her over and shoving her skirt up to her waist.

Bianca’s pussy was dripping down her leg, and Garrett momentarily leaned down to lick up her thigh, tasting her essence.

“You like sucking me, don’t you?” he whispered into her ear as he shoved her panties aside, grounding himself between the apex of her thighs and snaking his hands around her to squeeze her breasts.

“It turns you on when I have my dick down your throat, huh? I can feel how wet you are all over my damn cock.”

Bianca couldn’t help but squirm back, her moans muffled by her fist.

Garrett bit her earlobe as he caressed her tits. Bigger than handfuls, the feel of her in his hands made him harder.

He lowered his mouth to suck on the sensitive spot in the hollow behind her ear and thrust up into her while he continued to massage her breasts.

Bianca cried out a guttural moan at the welcomed invasion. She needed this. God, she needed this. Fast, animalistic fucking.

Garrett used his hands on her tits as leverage and jackhammered his hips against her jutted ass. The equipment on the shelves began to tumble and fall all around them, but he never stopped his rhythm.

His eyes zeroed in on the jiggle of her ass as his hips slapped them in hungry thrusts. His pounding became harder and rougher, and Bianca’s cries became much too loud for her fist to muffle.

Garrett steadied her with an arm around her hips and quietened her with a hand over her mouth.

“Does the thought of getting caught excite you, BumbleBee? You want these research workers to see your pussy and tits out, don’t you?

“Maybe next time I’ll just leave the door open, and anyone can watch me fucking this sexy pussy of yours?” Garrett was growling in Bianca’s ear.

His hot breath tickled her, his words excited her, and his cock pounded the living daylights out of her. It was all too much.

Behind Garrett’s hand, Bianca’s cries heightened. Her core tightened with her impending orgasm, but this only fuelled Garrett to fuck her faster and harder until, with his last thrust, they climaxed together in a blissful sticky mess.

Garret’s hand slipped away from Bianca’s mouth, an imprint of her scarlet lipstick left on his palm. He pulled out slowly, a satisfied groan leaving his lips.

“Holy shit…!” Bianca wavered as she quickly fixed her clothes. Her legs were wobbly. Luckily, she was a pro in her heels. Like clockwork, she took out her makeup case and fixed up her smudged face.

“You left lipstick on my cock.” Garrett chuckled. “I’m keeping that there til I get home.”

“You’re a freak, Garrett.”

“You know you love it.”

Bianca eyed Garrett’s smirk as he tucked himself back into his trousers. “You fucking know it. I’ll see you around.”