| Just Another Day at the Office Chapter 5 |
| "Hey, Justice. I�m at home in the studio right now. I was just wondering, if your not to busy, after work you can stop by my house, if you want. I really want to see you. I can�t get you out of my head. Bye, baby" Michael said on my answering machine. How could I resist him? I guess I�d better call my mother and tell her I�ll be sleeping over at a friends house tonight, and not to wait up for me because I doubt I�ll be home before morning. *later on that night, at Neverland* "Hey baby, it�s me" I said into the intercom. "Hey, Justice, come on in. I�ll open up the gates" Michael said, as the gates opened. I parked my BMW, got out of the car, and ran up to the door where Michael was waiting with his arms open for me. "Hey baby" Michael said as I jumped on him and kissed him. "Hey! I bet you thought I wouldn�t come, huh?" I said, kissing him again. "I thought you wouldn�t, but I�m so glad to see you baby girl" Michael said, returning my kisses. "Well, come in. You must be starving" Michael said. "I�m alright" I said. Food was the last thing on my mind. I wanted him so bad. and he looked so good. . . . "Come with me to the kitchen, Just" Michael said, holding my hand. "Michael, your house is so amazing" I said in amazement, looking around. "Thank you, but you�re more amazing than anything I have ever seen" Michael said, as I sat down at the huge wooden table. "So, what do you want to eat?" Michael said. "I�m not hungry, thanks. I�ve got plenty of other things on my mind" I said, smiling up at him. "Oh? Like what?" Michael asked, grinning at me. "Hmmm, I wonder . . . " I said innocently. "Justice, you�re a naughty girl, aren�t you?" Michael said, sitting down across from me. "Sweet ol' me? I�m not naughty" I said, trying to hold in my laughter. "That�s not what it seemed like at your house over the weekend" Michael said as he got up, walked over to the large fridge and pulled out some wine and strawberries. As he got up, I noticed the extremely large bulge in his grey jogging pants, as if he wasn�t wearing any underwear underneath. He walked over to the table and caught me staring at his hard-on. "Justice, what are you looking at?" Michael smiled. "Nothing" I said, looking at him, and trying not to look down at his stiffy. "Before we got together, did looking at cocks turn you on?" Michael asked me, smiling. I looked at him, surprised that he knew what I was thinking. I just said: "Well, I guess so." "What do you mean, you guess so?!" Michael asked. "I mean yes! Of course it turned me on. Is that what you wanted to hear?" I said laughing. "I didn't want to hear anything in particular, only the truth. My point is that nudity can be sexy as hell." Michael said. "Of course it can be sexy as hell, I just don't know if only looking at a man's cock would turn me on or not." I said, looking at Michael. Michael's eyebrows shot up. "And that's what I'm trying to explain to you, that you can�t know how your body and mind will act, unless you have experience a given set of circumstances. Sometimes, something might sound exciting, however in the real world, fact and fantasy might be totally different." I grinned back at him. "And just what have you got planned?" I smiled at Michael. ** The beautiful young black girl grinned impishly at her lover. "Michael baby," Justice groaned, "you turn me on, so much so that I'd like to make love right here and now. All this talk about sex gets me excited. Why not? I'm game if you are" Justice smiled. ** Michael just sat across from me, smiling, and licked his lips. "Justice, I feel so dirty. You�d better come with me to shower" Michael said, as he walked towards the bathroom. We rushed from the room. ** Michael watched her curvaceous ass undulating as she almost ran down the hall to the aforementioned room. Stripping off her skirt and turtle neck, Justice ran her hands over her brassiered breasts, and then removed her black bra. Her luscious breasts spilled from the cups, standing out from her rib cage. Quivering dark brown nipples tipped them, firm from having Michael watch her undress. After all, if she got turned on just by looking at Michael, it would be nice if Mike could touch her nipples, she thought. She quickly rushed into the shower, and opened the curtains to invite Michael to join her. Michael quickly dropped his jogging pants and tee shirt, and joined her. ** He lathered my body with soap suds and hot water, and then, just as I was about to turn around to see Michael, I felt him hard up against my butt. "Oh Michael", I moaned, as his hands moved from my shoulders down to my breasts, pinching my hard nipples, and kissing my neck as he went. I felt the warmth of the water hitting my face as Michael kissed me gently. I opened my eyes to see Michael. His hair was soaking wet, and going curly. It was all in his face. I could see that he craved sex. I could see it in his big deep brown eyes. I held his face with my hands and looked deep into those eyes before I kissed him. Michael picked me up and leaned me against the wet shower wall. He put himself in me, and, as he pushed himself further and further inside, our wet bodies were clinging together and I started to slip. Michael took his cock out of me and stepped out of the shower. He picked me up and sat me down on the soft white rug lying on the bathroom floor. He looked into my eyes as he inserted himself deep inside me once again. ** Her eyes were almost a light green, it nearly put Michael in a daze. The long dark lashes framing her eyes were heavenly, and the rest of her body was even more amazing. From her breasts, tummy, thighs to her behind and legs. Everything about Justice captivated Michael. The faces she made while Mike was inside her was what did it: She had her eyes opened, her lips were slightly parted. It was her voice she made while Michael kept thrusting inside her, harder and harder, "Yes Michael. . . Soo good. . . . Ohmigod I�m going to come!" Justice screamed out, as Michael let his juices go inside her. He came right after she did, and he watched her full breasts move as he banged her. They quivered, shivered, and jiggled like jelly any time he moved inside her Afterwards, he stared at her face. *later on that night* "Justice, stay up here. I�m going to get something for us to eat. Don�t move" Michael said, as he put on his robe and practically ran downstairs. I put on a short, silky, pink nighty, and sat on Michael�s bed, waiting for him. "Here, Justice. I got some strawberries", Michael said, sitting down beside me with a bowl of wet strawberries. "Thanks baby", I said as I took one. "No, let me", Michael said, taking the strawberry out of my hand and feeding it to me. I sucked on the strawberry, and looked up at Michael to see how much it turned him on. Then, as Michael popped another strawberry into his mouth, I kissed him, eating the strawberry from his lips. ** Michael caressed her thigh, running his hand over the warm fullness of her thigh, and letting his fingers drift over the smooth warm curve of her leg. His hand pushed her dress higher, his fingers touching the silky band at the crotch of her panties, feeling the hot, slick wetness seeping through the nylon. Justice squirmed, slightly spreading her thighs, so Michael's fingers could have access to her tingling spot. Her eyes were locked on Michael while his finger teased at her spot through her wet panties. Her breathing became shallower as he stroked the length of the crevasse between her thighs, probing and moving around in between her legs. Justice squirmed, and laid down on the bed, moving her dress higher, and very slowly exposing her thighs up to her new panties. She glanced over at Michael, finding that he'd turned his head and was staring at her legs while his fingers still caressed her hot spot through the thin covering. Justice squirmed in the bed again, and looked directly at Michael's face, raising the hem of her dress higher, opening her legs to give him a better view. Michael looked harder at her legs and thighs, tempting Justice to really give him a good show, with her hot, sexual teasing. She whispered in his ear: " I bet you have a hard cock under that robe" Michael just smiled, and put his hand back on her leg, fingers slipping slowly, ever so slowly, up her soft inner thighs, reaching for her spot. As Justice moaned louder and louder, Michael slid off her panties and his fingers sought the opening. She opened her thighs a bit wider, and raised her ass to let his fingers in. Justice pulled her dress from beneath her ass, pulling it up until her long, dark legs and slim, curved tummy were clearly visible in the dim light. "I�m so unbelievably hard", Michael moaned. Justice watched, holding her breath as Michael�s robe came slowly down. His hand slithering into the opening, and Justice watched as he felt inside, fishing for his cock through his boxers, and then slowly, very slowly, easing it out. Michael was softly and surreptitiously stroking it in his hands, until Justice turned and stared directly at them. Slowly, his hand uncovered his cock, exposing the organ to her lusting eyes. Stroking his huge, meaty cock slowly, he stared at the wet junction between Justice�s open legs. He filled his stroking hand, the upper length wobbling over his moving fist as he did so. The thickness, even in the dim reflected light of the candles, was most impressive to Justice. Justice was looking at Michael with her icy green eyes, staring at the thick prick her lover was stroking, as his free hand continued to pleasure her. His hand continued stroking, and his eyes didn't leave Justice�s own green ones. Justice knew he was aware of her watching him jack off. He raised his body, and lowered his arm to offer an unobstructed view of his masturbation. Michael moved his head back, his finger pressing harder on her spot. The pressure of his finger brought Justice to a long, shuddering climax. Her damp wetness drooled over Michael's hand as her breath caught in the sheer sensuality of his fingers inside her and the big, hot shaft being masturbated before her very eyes at the same time. Justice became more aware of the masturbator�s eyes, looking up for a glance at Michael's face. His eyes were fastened on the fingers at the junction of her legs as he continued to raise and lower his hand on his long prick. If anything, Justice got more turned on. Spreading her legs even more, her fingers slipped down to raise her skirt higher still. Slowly, her fingers pressed the cloth of her skirt against her smooth thighs, slowly pushing the soft material higher up on her legs, all the while watching Michael's face. Michael leaned forward to watch more closely as the skirt was hiked higher on the dark legs. Justice wriggled with pleasure as she continued to raise the hem, to allow him an unobstructed view of her spot. She then squirmed on the seat and raised the hem past the top of her thigh while staring at Michael's sexy face. His intense gaze was fixed on the soft junction between her long, slim legs, his hand fondling his erect cock with lusty abandon at the show Justice was putting on for him. Justice continued to pull her dress higher until her belly was totally exposed, her whole lower torso naked to his staring eyes. Enjoying the feeling of sensuality, she toyed with the buttons on the front of her nighty, slowly undoing them, one by one. When the last of the buttons was undone, Justice shrugged her shoulders, and her nighty split down the front. Justice slowly lifting her fingers to the opening and pulled the soft nighty open past her nipples. Taking a deep breath, Justice shrugged her shoulders, and her large, full breasts spilled out of the opening. Her mind pictured Michael. She's so hot. With my hand on her spot, she'll do anything I ask, Michael was thinking to himself, as he kept his hands on himself and Justice. "Justice, you just came with my fingers inside you while you watched me jerk off" Michael's voice whispered in her ear. "Yeah Michael, yes, yes oghhhhhhhhh" Justice moaned, loving the sound of Michael talking dirty to her. ** "Did you like having my fingers in you while I jerked off?" Michael asked. "Oh yes. . . . Michael, just watching you, and having you feel me. I like watching you jack off." I said, moaning through my strong orgasms. ** Michael's nose tickled her ear as he whispered "Don't just talk about it, do it, if you want to. I'll get my cock out so you can try it." Michael licked his lips. "Michael I�ve never done it before", Justice whispered in her lovers ear. "It�s not hard. You saw me do it." Michael said. "Would you really like to watch me jerk you off ?" Justice asked. "You�re damn right I would. It would make me even hornier than I am right now." Michael said. His fingers left her spot to slide open his boxers and soon his throbbing, erect penis was standing up from his lap like a spear. Her fingers curled around Michael's prick, feeling the good, strong hardness, and began to stroke him. ** "Is this how you like it Michael ?" I asked "yessss keep doing it. Baby, you�re so good" Michael said, tossing his head back. ** "Grab my cock, baby, and wring it out. You know you want to feel it", Michael whisper touched her ear. "You like it, Michael?" Her question was whispered to her lover. "Go, baby, go. I want to watch your fingers stroke my cock" Michael answered. Justice spasmed at his whisper, and another hot, wet orgasm followed closely. Her drooping fingers touched the hard, smooth, slippery knob of her hot, older lover. He sucked in his breath as her fingertips dabbed at his stiffy. Her exploring fingers, slightly slippery now, traced the knob and lightly moving the heavy foreskin back down his cock. Her long finger tips gently squeezed the head of his now slippery cock. She was amazed at the size of him "I can't close my fingers around it", Justice said in amazement, looking at Michael's large shaft. The head was like a small apple, deeply clefted at the bottom of his glands and flaring sharply like a giant mushroom, swollen with his lusty needs. His honey dribbled over her questing finger tips as she caressed the knob. Just watching Justice's hand running all over and touching his prick was turning Michael on like never before. He could feel his own cock emitting moisture as Justice his slippery juices with her thumb. Michael watched intently, as Justice began to fondle his big, meaty mass of a dick. She tightened her grip, her movement completely covering the glands, and milking drops of juice which ran down over her fingers. The stickiness of his juices turned Justice on even more. "Touch me, please," Justice whispered to Michael. Slowly, Michael moved his hand, and let it rest on her thigh, his fingers just touching the curved fullness of her upper leg. His touch on her thigh was gentle as he left his hand stationary on her thigh, to see Justice's reaction. Her reaction to the hand on her bare skin was rapid. Michael moved his hand, pushing it higher on his lovers leg until the his fingers brushed Justices exposed area. Michael's touched, and then began to caress her. The first touch of his fingers sent the young woman into another long orgasm, followed by another, that set her full breasts shuddering in the dim candle light. Her nipples were standing up like strawberries. "Stroke my breasts while you feel me up," the aroused girl whispered into Michael's ear, getting even more aroused at the sound of her own voice talking dirty. Michael's other hand began to squeeze the soft globe of her breast, rubbing her erect nipple slowly in tantalizing circles, while his other hand explored the region of her hot spot. Justice lay back, relaxed on the bed. She wondered briefly, if this was the ultimate turn on, stroking Michael while getting pleasure by him at the same time. She felt a desire to taste the seeping juices. She moved her fingers to Michaels bulging thick tip in order to transfer a drop of the leaking honey from his cock to her finger tips. Justice touched first one finger and then the other to her lips, rubbing Michaels slippery honey on her full lower lip, where her pink tongue darted out and licked the juice. She smacked her lips quietly at her lovers familiar wetness. She began to pump harder, and, while watching Michaels face contract in pleasure, Justice spasmed again, her orgasm wracking her body. |