Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

I was rubbing myself through my pants with more pressure now, doing my best to remain quiet, but unable to stop myself as Funmi sucked on the small breasts and perfect nipples. The woman moaned and let her arms go limp at her sides as Funmi took total control. She was obviously in a hurry to move to a specific area as she paid far less attention to those tits than I would have, and kissed her way down the flat stomach and down one thigh.

The woman’s moans became louder as I watched Funmi lick and nip at her inner thighs. She looked up into the woman’s eyes and smiled, before lowering her head. I had to stop my hand or I would have cum in my trousers as Funmi’s mouth sucked around the woman’s delicious looking cunt.

The woman’s legs swung around Funmi’s shoulder’s, tightening her thighs around the head that was pleasuring her.

It occurred to me then, as I slowly rubbed myself again, that there was no way these two could not have done this before. They had not spoken a word since I was there, yet moved so smoothly and naturally together.

I wondered how many other women at the office she was sleeping with.

My thoughts were pushed away as I was captured by the scene before me. I knew first hand the talent of Funmi’s mouth. She had one hand on the woman’s left breast and she squeezed it tightly as her other hand stroked her leg.

The slurping sounds of Funmi’s sucking were soon as loud as the woman’s moans and incoherent babbling. The pleasure coursing through her was obvious as she thrashed and writhed on the couch. It was no surprise to me when moments later she grabbed Funmi’s head and screeched into the air, her eyes tightly shut.

I had to stop myself again and concentrate on listening to the sounds of Funmi’s lapping up the woman’s juices as she continued to thrash and cry in pleasure.

Funmi continued to gently lick the woman’s cunt as her body slowly stilled. Satisfied she was done, Funmi kissed her way back up the lean body, lingering a few moments on her belly and tits, before kissing her on the lips and sharing a taste of her own juices.

They kissed for a long time, at least in my mind that was hungry for more before they both climbed to their feet. Kissing some more, the woman slid her hands up Funmi’s waist and over her large breasts before grabbing the top of her dress and pulling it down.

The soft material gave way and she continued to pull until the whole thing dropped and pooled on the floor around her feet.

I only just caught myself gasping aloud. Now wearing only a thong and her own high heels, Funmi stood mostly naked in front of the other woman. Though I had felt them through shirts and bras on more than one occasion, it was the first time I have ever seen Funmi’s breasts bared.

They were spectacular, the size of honeydew melons, still firm and ripe. The two women embraced as they renewed their kissing, grinding their breasts against each other. Looking at them then, it would have been hard for me to tell which was sexier.

Funmi’s dark skin and curvy body contrasted with the other woman’s slim form. Both had their own merits, and I don’t think my cock was throbbing so hard for only one of them specifically.

The woman’s hands crept down to Funmi’s panties and she pushed them down her thighs before manoeuvring her against the couch and helping her sit down. Funmi slumped down and eagerly lifted her legs to allow her panties to be completely pulled free.

The woman seemed less concerned with time or with getting caught (I’m pretty certain her husband wasn’t just down the hall), as she lingered and enjoyed Funmi’s body.

From Funmi’s glazed-eyed stare, I could tell it was more than just the buzz of alcohol that was spinning her brain.