C3 Confess

"This is ---," I couldn't pick the appropriate words, so I scooped my private part, crossed my left arm to cover my chest, and finally bowed my head. Just the thought that everything in my head is a lie. I closed my eyes and counted to three. I counted to three to tell myself that he hadn't caught me and that I was simply hallucinating.

One

Two

Three

He was approaching when I opened my eyes, so I concentrated harder on closing them. I gasped as the scent enveloped my nose because I realized I was no longer dreaming. I bit my lower lip hard and slowly opened my eyes. When I finally understood what had occurred and knew where my eyes were, I saw him seated in a chair facing me. He sat like a monarch, upright, and his eyes were flaming. It’s the visitor's chair.

"If you don't answer, continue."

I didn't understand what he meant, and a question mark almost sprang out of my head to inquire what he supposed. I opened my mouth, and my jaw was about to drop on the floor when he laid his hand on his armchair and felt like he was ready to watch me.

When I glanced into his hazel eyes, it seemed as if they were taking me to another realm. My hands and body moved on their own. I raised my legs once more, my torso facing him even further, and rested my legs on the arm rest.

When I opened my legs, he only focused on my face. I, on the other hand, was restless. I started rubbing my private part. He in turn grabbed her chin and seemed to be starting to enjoy what I was doing. My heart is beating fast. Many horses race. Tom and Jerry even joined the race.

But while looking at him I was just conscious. If I could just be fired, I'd better make a request, wouldn't I? But this is the last time I can see him because I definitely don’t have a job tomorrow. When I thought of that my heart seemed to sink. I lowered my foot and saw him as if disappointed in what I had done. I played with my fingers and no longer thought I was naked now as he watched me.

I need to confess.

"I know you don't know how I feel for you." I closed my eyes as I confessed because I couldn’t bear to look him in the eye as I said this embarrassment of mine.

He didn't say anything and simply stared at me, as if he was bored. My head was drowning in shame as I convinced myself that no matter how much more discomfort I felt, I would simply keep airing it. I wanted to get up, but I knew it was too late. I waited three more seconds before telling him what I needed to say.

"Have sex with me," I whispered, gripping my palm, closing my eyes, and listening to my heartbeat. When I didn't get a response, I opened my eyes to see that he had calmed down and was peering at me. I kept going with my remarks. "If you fire me, please know that I have been watching you from afar for a long time and that.... As a last plea, I will be bold.”

"Push me if you don't want me to do it." I got up from my seat, walked over to him, then sat on his lap. As soon as I sat on his lap, I immediately wrapped my hand around his neck.

When he didn't push me, I took it as a sign that he had agreed to my request. I rubbed myself against him. I could feel his cock if it was reacting to me, but I was taken aback when he abruptly grabbed me and kissed me. When he turned to face me, I felt something bulge in my buttocks. When I felt that thing, I reddened immediately and seemed to burst with embarrassment. I rubbed myself even harder in response to what he was doing.

"Ngh!" I moaned as he stuck his tongue in my lips and battled with it like a sword. His saliva was warm, but his breath was chilly, and I could feel it right away. Perhaps he puts too much mint in his mouth since it is so fresh.

When he had to leave our kiss because he was out of breath, I licked his cheek, and he began to stroke my nipples. I was touching his cheek when he jerked his neck back to suck my nipple.

"Ahh...!" I can feel my wetness trickling from my pussy and I'm not satisfied. I left my seat with him, pulled everything off the table, and then laid him down. I showed him my sticky hole by separating my two legs. I enter one of my fingers, but it slides and is unable to satisfy the heat I'm having. “Ughh. I'd like more... Please fill me up with your huge cock.”

When I told him that, he raced to come to me like a hungry animal. He separated my legs even further, and I was afraid they might tear. I felt like hundreds of volts as he put his face on my pussy and caressed me. Because I was so sensitive to what he was holding, almost all of my liquid leaked out. His warm palms create electricity.

He devoured my pussy with his tongue like it was food. I'm not sure where to move my head while I play with his hair because even if he only uses his tongue, I'm afraid I'll cum. As I tinker with him, I increase the number of confessions I make.

"I had a dream that you were doing this to me before, and I had no idea that my dream would come true," I said as I plunged his face even deeper into my pussy. When I felt him come to a halt and let go of my legs, I lifted half of my body.

"Don't be regretful for provoking me," he murmured as he unbuckled his belt, lowered his pants, and let go of the cock that I wasn't sure would fit me. As he went on, my eyes opened as I looked at his huge cock.

"Don't be surprised if I violently assault this tight pussy of yours."