The Chair

She was cat like in the way she curled into his lap, nestling her head against his chest. And naked, as she so often was.

"I'm working," he said with a smile. But as he glanced down from his computer, he saw only want in the eyes looking up at him. He released his mouse and keyboard and wrapped his arms around her.

The invitation she needed! She snaked her hands to the bottom hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. She ran her hands down his chest as she slithered to kneel before him, unbuttoning his pants. There was a little bout of wriggles and giggles as they worked together to pull his pants off.

She slowly kissed and nuzzled her way up his leg from her spot on the floor. He smiled down at her, gently resting his hand on her head in approval. The hand positioning brought her calm as she continued her journey between his legs. He dropped his head back against the top of the chair when she reached his cock. She gave head like no other and today was no exception. He settled into the pleasure of it, as she ran her tongue and teeth and lips all over.

She never lasted long though, and soon enough she was curled back into his lap, straddling him in his chair as her lips found his. They kissed passionately as she rocked her hips gently, running the wetness of her pussy along the shaft of his cock. It felt heavenly for both of them and they smiled into each other's lips as they continued kissing.

"Turn around" he breathed into her mouth.

"Hmm?" she responded through kisses

He nestled himself into her neck. She let out a small moan as he licked along her favorite spot there, and then he whispered again in her ear, "turn around."

She heard this time and got up to rearrange herself. She slid her ass down his chest as she settled into her new seat, and as she did, he slid his pussy-lubed dick into her tight little asshole. She settled down onto it, leaning against him and soaking up the sensation of him inside her.

"Good girl," he whispered in her ear. Ugh, her favorite and she melted against him before she turned her head to kiss him. As their lips massaged each other yet again, he pulled her legs up onto the chair arms on either side of them. He spun the chair sideways to the mirrored closet beside them and then wrapped his arm up to meet her neck with his hand.

"Look at yourself," he said as he moved her head toward the mirror. Their eyes met in the glass and stayed locked. His hand stayed on her neck, firm but gentle, as his other hand began to play with her pussy. She writhed a little as she rocked into his hands, as she tried to close her legs but they stayed splayed, hooked on the arms of the chair.

She moaned and sighed all kinds of pleasure as he continued to play with her - rolling her nipples, teasing her clit.

"Watch, baby," he kept reminding her as her eyes closed. "Look at you."

"I want you," she said, turning into his neck.

He slid them off of the chair expertly, his dick still in her ass. He began thrusting his hips behind her as they knelt on the floor, her bowed down before him. Before long, he wrapped his hand around her neck again and pulled her up to stand on her knees, continuing to fuck her asshole.

"Touch yourself," he said as he met her eyes in the mirror.

"Help me," she pouted back at him.

He grinned as she broke into a guilty smile and used his free hand to grab hers. He guided their fingers deep into her pussy, filling her there as his cock was still driving into her beautifully tight ass. Eventually he removed his hand, leaving her to fuck her own pussy while he played with her nipples, knowing that would push her over the edge.

They were both in ecstasy, sweating and moaning and smiling in pleasure. He could tell she was getting close and he pulled out of her ass. He used his hand to bow her head toward the floor and plowed into her pussy from his spot behind her.

Their eyes met in the mirror and stayed locked as he fucked them both to the most beautiful orgasm. They climaxed in unison and collapsed onto the floor, laughing contentedly. She rolled over toward him and said thank you as she kissed his nose. He smiled and grabbed her to him before she could roll back. He kissed her deeply.

"No, thank you," he said, and planted a last kiss on her forehead. They lay on the floor a little longer, reveling in all that had passed.

"Round two?" she teased.

"Get outta here," he said playfully.