Erotic fiction inspired by Ulia in “Tenyia”
I had a restaurant consulting business for a while and found a great office with a wall full of bookshelves for my cookbook collection, but the books stayed in their cases because I never had time to set it up. I used temp assistants a couple days a week and one Tuesday a little cutie with big blue eyes showed up in a lacy, ruffled blouse and tight skirt.
“Hello, my name is Ulia!” she smiled brilliantly as she shook my hand.
I'd been dog-tired from a weekend opening a restaurant but I was instantly energized by her bright eyes, gorgeous smile and cute Russian accent. Ulia was very efficient, helping me clear my desk and set up my appointments for the week while I went through all my emails; and all that despite the fact that she was so distracting to watch in motion. Her shapely legs in dark, sheer stockings and that tight little skirt made me think about what could be concealed inside. It seemed as if she enjoyed my attention, spending time close to my desk and striking up easy conversation.
“Well, Ulia, you’ve been a huge help this morning. Let’s take a break. Where are you from? I love your accent, and your name is lovely.”
She smiled happily. “Oh, Russia, not far from Moscow. Yes, I like to be efficient and disciplined, it’s the only way to work!” She saw the stack of cases and opened one up. “Do you want some help with these books? I can put them on the shelves?”
I was delighted at the suggestion, and watched as Ulia climbed the ladder in her sexy, strappy high heels. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she made the sexiest librarian.
“Can you bring over another case? If you hand them up to me it will go much faster!” When Ulia bent to take an armload of books her skirt rode up enough to reveal the lacy top of her stocking and the strap to an unseen garter belt… how interesting... and the effect of her long legs, heels and sheer stockings whispering when she slid her legs together was getting something in my pants very interested!
Climbing higher, she leaned forward and her skirt rode up even further, revealing her lovely bottom with no panties in sight – just a lush, natural bush between her pink cheeks.
I must have looked dazed when she climbed back down.
“Greg, are you all right? You look flushed...”
“I’m fine, Ulia,” I had to chuckle. “I couldn’t help but notice just now, that you might have forgotten something when dressing this morning? Maybe…?” I scratched my head, not sure how to proceed. I didn't want to offend her.
“Oh!” she laughed. “No, I never wear panties. They’re so confining!” She wrinkled her little freckled nose. “I much prefer a garter belt with stockings, would you like to see?” I could only nod, speechless. “Here, unzip me!”
She turned her back, and with shaky fingers I managed to get the zipper down and slide her skirt to the floor. Ulia bent forward and looked back at me over her tender butt cheeks, legs slightly parted, her pubes lush and beautiful.
“Do you like it?” she asked. “All the other girls like to shave their pussies but I just think it’s sexier this way.” She lay back on the couch and spread her legs wide open, revealing her entire crotch, running her fingers through her fluffy pubes and brushing them aside so I could see her generous dark pussy lips.
“You see? My bush doesn’t really hide anything, you can see my pussy easily. And my ass, too?” She spread her lips slightly so I could see she was wet inside. She leaned close and we kissed, slowly sucking on tongues, her fingers caressing the stiff thing inside my trousers.
I buried my nose in her bush, running my rough tongue over her tender anus. Ulia started shivering immediately and she grabbed the back of my head, pulling me closer, her high heels resting between my shoulder blades.
The scent of her sex was heady, magnified by her lush pubic hair and blending beautifully with her gardenia perfume. I spent lots of time wetly circling her asshole and lapping at her plump yoni. Yum! Her moist cooze was calling me and I answered by diving deeply inside her, lapping at her inner pink folds and savoring her salty sweet essence. I chewed gently on her plump pussy lips and felt her body arching with pleasure.
I licked my middle finger and worked it into her asshole and gently massaged her inside, causing further squirming and moaning. Her clitoris was buried in her bush, but rewarded my ardent search through her abundant pussy flesh. Making contact with her plump little nubbin, I tongue-whipped it furiously and her moans and sharp, short breaths told me I was driving her toward the edge. With both hands, she held my face tight with her pussy pressing right up on me, and I kept my tongue tip flickering on her clit until she dug her heels into my back and arched up tighter into my face while her anus locked my digit inside and she gasped, shuddered and dissolved as her orgasm wracked her body.
We made out some more and I cupped one perfect-handful breast in my hand, lazily flicking her stiff nipple with my thumb. Ulia stood and led me over to the armchair, my eyes fixed on her lovely pink bottom trotting across my office. She sat and unbuckled my belt and dropped my slacks to the floor.
She licked my swelling glans while locking her blue eyes on mine. Her hands knew exactly how to stroke me and she set about giving me a blowjob to remember, licking me with her lively tongue, then taking me in deep as I felt her throat close around me. One of her hands juggled my balls and the other stroked me quickly enough to bring me to a climax. And so I gave in, leaned back and jetted into her mouth as the pleasure of orgasm overwhelmed me. She stood up to kiss me and slip a tongue full of warm, sticky cum into my mouth, grinning at me while licking her lips.
I'll go one better, I thought, and dropped her down in the chair on her booty, pulling her forward off the cushion. I got to my knees and licked up her asshole broadly with my tongue full of my load. I ground it into her asshole while spreading her cheeks, her long legs wide apart on the arms of the chair.
“Oh god, that’s so nasty,” she gasped. Her bottom squirmed while she flicked her fingers across her clitoris and her dark, swollen lips, wet with arousal. “I can think of another way to get your jizz in there…”
She was a pretty sight scrunched down in the armchair with her bottom hanging off and her stockinged thighs split wide. I couldn't resist, so I slotted my shaft into her wet-as-hell folds and entered her all at once. She came on my cock really rapidly, shivering as her orgasm rippled through her, her pussy contractions squeezing me so I had to fight to keep control.
I carried her back over to the couch and snuggled up behind her, pressing my throbbing knob at her squishy back door. Her hand on my hip urged me to action and I inched gently inside her asshole, spreading it open with my thick pole until I could go no further, hips tight against her cheeks. I started in fucking, stroking steadily, and Ulia’s eyes rolled back and her breath rasped while she begged me for more. She came again with her fingers on her clit and my cock pounding into her ass.
“You feel so hard now,” she gasped. “Cum in my ass! I love feeling hot jizz flowing into me and your cock twitching and jerking!” That did it; I came, feeling her asshole grow soft and liquid with my jizz. She drew my face down and kissed me with my cock still buried deep inside her.
We eventually uncoupled, and as we got dressed, Ulia said, “Now you must take me out for a nice lunch, okay? You need to regain your strength so you can screw my brains out all afternoon too…”
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