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A pleasant shiver rolled along the length of your spine, the heat pooling into the pit of your stomach as you felt Mortefi drop to his knees behind you and bury his face between the meat of your thick thighs. A salacious moan tickled the back of your throat as he hungrily mouthed at your clothed pussy, the seat of your panties already dripping wet as the damp fabric clung to your creamy folds and outlined the seam of your fat and needy cunt. You pulsed with arousal, hands scrambling for purchase on the table you were currently being bent over and scattering loose pieces of paper. Your arse was propped up into the air, the edge of the table digging into the fat of your plump belly as Mortefi hooked his thumbs beneath the band of your underwear and slowly pulled them down your legs. The soft insides of your thighs were already smeared with sticky beads of your arousal, your pussy drooling in anticipation and making every hair on the nape of your neck stand to attention as Mortefi pressed closer.
You shrieked when you felt his warm breath puff against your soused lips and you immediately clapped a hand over your parted lips to further silence your debauched whines. You try to balance yourself with just one, shaky hand planted firmly on the desk beneath you as Mortefi moved between your supple thighs and dragged the skin of his bruised lips along your searing flesh. You moan hotly into the palm of your hand as you stuff the skin between the pinch of your teeth. You feel Mortefi’s sigh roll along your soft thighs and it sends heat straight to your core.
"Don’t hide your pretty voice from me" Mortefi said, his voice lost into the heat of your cunt as he exposed the soft petals of your sex to his hungry gaze.
"But-But we’re in the l-lab" you stuttered.
You tried to form a coherent sentence but it was becoming harder with the haze of lust fogging up your brain. You could feel your pebbling nipples brush against the lacy material of your bra, pert tips aching to be touched as your chest heaved with exertion, fat tits ready to bounce out and spill over the top of your bra as you were bent further over Mortefi’s desk. One hand curled around your plump hip, squeezing the soft skin before moving to the soft pudge of your stomach and taking a generous handful until it spilled between his fingers. You moaned sharply as his other hand toyed with your chubby pussy, prying apart your sticky folds until they parted and were left quivering around nothing.
"No one is here" Mortefi reminded you. "Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours."
There was a witty remark rattling somewhere around your brain but it was lost on your tongue the moment you felt Mortefi’s hot breath puffed against your dripping folds before he sealed his mouth over your pussy. You slammed your other hand back to the desk, using the full support of both arms as the hot coil in the pit of your stomach twisted tighter and left you a shivering mess. Your long lashes fluttered over your warm cheeks, the tips of your ears itching furiously at the wet sound of Mortefi’s slick lips smacking together as he tasted the fruit of your clit. He moaned against you, the little bundle of nerves in his mouth flushing to life under the cushion of his tongue as he dragged it across the engorged hood of your clit. You whined loudly, your voice echoing around the empty lab as the soft hum of machinery filled the void of silence. It did little to cover up your raunchy gasps and pretty moans as Mortefi dug his rough tongue between your velvety soft folds and indulged in the taste of your arousal.
Another rush of slick hit his tongue as his hand slipped from your waist, both hands now grabbing the scruff of your arse and spreading your heavy cheeks wider to expose more of you. You squirmed when you felt a rush of cool air hitting both of your quivering holes, your pussy dribbling with more thick pearls of arousal as Mortefi squeezed your rump between the firm grip of his hand. The red-hot scales of his hands were scorching to the touch, almost branding your sensitive skin as you grew dizzy with bliss. You whined his name with a drunk slur as you rocked your hips back against the warmth of his mouth, feeling his tongue dig a little deeper between your folds as the knot in your stomach twisted tighter. You raked your nails across the desk when you felt Mortefi deliver a long, smooth lap of his tongue over both your holes, the tip of his unexpectedly long tongue prodding at the weeping hole of your pussy before being swiped up and dragged over your puckered arsehole before being repeated all again. It had your toes curling into the soles of your feet, your knees wobbling and threatening to give out as your back curved into an arc to present more of yourself to him.
You could feel Mortefi smiling against your skin as he slicked both of your holes with his saliva, his spectacles pushed far up the bridge of his nose and fogging up with the dripping condensation of his own, hot pants as he drooled over you like a salivating beast. Your fat cunt squeezed and clenched desperately around nothing, your arousal dripping to the floor in soft puddles as your body was wrapped in another complicated layer of desire. Your blood simmered hotly in your veins as Mortefi’s tongue played with the gaping hole of your pussy, flickering around the entrance but never quite breaching as he edged you a little further, making your skin burn with an irritating itch as you tried to rock your hips to encourage him further. He did not give you what you wanted, tongue retreating as he sucked your silky folds into his mouth and lazily suckled on them until your mind was spiralling in a tizzy. You could feel little dots swirling in your vision, air hard in your lungs as you gasped for breath. The tips of your fingers felt numb as you dug them into the hard, polished surface of the desk, remaining clothes sticking to your clammy skin as beads of sweat dotted your back.
"Mortefi" you gasped, a shiver rolling along the notches of your spine as his tongue poked your clit. "St-Stop teasing please."
A hum stirred in the back of his throat as he swallowed the budding saliva on his tongue, your arousal dancing on his taste buds as your intoxicating scent curled deep in the pit of your lungs. It was hard for him not to tease you when you made the cutest noises, soft skin pliable under his touch when he left behind indents of teeth in your supple skin. It riled him up when all he got was a positive reaction and your sloppy cunt dripped with more arousal like a flowing river.
"Then what do you want?" Mortefi asked, his voice a husky purr as he scraped his sharp fangs along your plump skin.
It took you a long moment to gather your thoughts, to push past the thick fog clouding your senses and have words spilling from your tongue unabashed as you revealed your deepest desires.
"Inside" you gasped, already out of breath. "I want your tongue inside of me."
You didn’t specify where and at this point, you didn’t care. You just wanted his writhing tongue inside of you so bad it made your head go stupid. And Mortefi had no qualms with giving you what you wanted. He let go of your slicked pussy with a wet pop, trailing his dripping tongue along your skin before his mouth finally settled over your virgin arsehole. You immediately tensed when you felt his wet tongue laving around your rarely used entrance, the knot in your belly throbbing harshly at the unexpected touch of his mouth covering the sensitive area. It didn’t feel bad. Just foreign. You were more than willing to be subjugated to Mortefi’s little experiment, wordlessly trusting him as you flaunted your backside to him and offered yourself up to his whim or fancy. He gave your hips an appreciative squeeze and in the heat of the moment, you both gave yourself over to this spurred decision of newfound curiosity and pleasure.
A sharp hiss of air whistled through your teeth as the tip of Mortefi’s tongue slipped into your puckered hole, the thick coating of your arousal along his tongue helping to ease the push. Your hips started to shake as spine tingling shivers wracked your body, your nerves zapping you like a live wire. Your jaw went slack as soft pants pushed from your lips, drool gathering at the corners of your mouth as Mortefi withdrew his tongue for a brief second before pushing back into you. You moaned loudly as he pushed further, your lashes fluttering wildly over your burning cheeks as your heart threatened to jump out of your throat. Your pulse droned in your ears as your pussy clenched around nothing, throbbing with pleasure even though it wasn’t getting directly stimulated by touch. The cool air breezing between your legs was enough to set you off as Mortefi nudged his tongue deeper, the slippery appendage poking soft spots buried deep inside of you that you didn’t know you even had. You dropped to your elbows with a loud whine, pressing your sweaty forehead into the desk as Mortefi’s tongue kept carving a path deeper into the tight hole.
"Ah Mortefi" you moaned with a hiccup of pleasure. "Ohh so good. M-More!"
You blindly reach a hand back, threading your fingers in his flaming red locks of hair and squishing his face between your thick thighs as you grind into his mouth. Mortefi groaned, his voice trapped between your supple legs as you squeezed around his head and the coil in your stomach shattered when he twisted his tongue deep inside of you. Mortefi’s hand cupped your chubby pussy as your slick juices rushed from your core, liquid hot ecstasy filling your veins with white hot relief as you squirted that sticky relief all over the palm of Mortefi’s hand. Your arsehole tightened briefly around the swell of Mortefi’s tongue as he continued to taste you, a wet spot forming in the front of his pants as his hard cock strained against the tight confines and spilled sticky white threads. You whined with bliss as Mortefi’s fingers rubbed against the messy folds of your cunt, two digits stuffing you full to push your slick back into your drenched hole as you clenched tightly around his fingers.
He withdrew his tongue as your pussy hugged his fingers tight, both holes dripping with pearls of wetness as the embers of your pleasure continued to burn through your system. You struggled to catch your breath, legs wobbling and ready to truly give out now as your pussy pulsed with arousal and another rush of cum dripped from your core with such force you swore you were out to pass out into a puddle of warm goo. Mortefi removed the plug of his fingers from your pussy, letting the sweet nectar dribble out as his eager tongue chased the warm beads that dripped down the soft insides of your thighs in thick rivulets.
You were exhausted by the time Mortefi was lifting you onto the desk, sitting you down on the cool surface and checking you over for any sense of sentience left in you. You couldn’t help but grind your sticky wet cunt against the prominent bulge in his pants as he checked you over, his jaw tight as he ignored the fleeting touches for just a few moments longer to take care of you.
"Stop moving like that" Mortefi warned with a half-hearted glare. "You’re making a wet spot on my desk."
A soft pout tugged at your lips as you wrapped your arms around his waist, keeping him anchored close to you as you batted your pretty, soused lashes up at him.
"But I thought that’s what you wanted~"
He pressed his lips together in a tight, thin line. He was going to be clocking on some severe overtime because of this.