School's Out
#2 of Quick Kinks
SINCE SO MANY PEOPLE APPARENTLY ENJOYED 'STRESS LEAVE' I DECIDED TO WRITE AN ENCORE. I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE ABLE TO PUT THE 'OFFICE' KEYWORD IN A STORY, SO I WIPPED THIS UP IN ONE AFTERNOON. I'M SORRY IF IT SEEMS A LITTLE RUSHED, BUT I THINK THE GENERAL IDEA OF THE STORY SPEAKS FOR ITSELF. ENJOY ^_^
"So, just the ones from this week?" asked Celia.
"Yup. There's a lot of em' but it shouldn't take too long. Feel free to take off when you're done." Replied her tiger associate, Ivan.
"Okay, I-I guess I'll see you t-tomorrow." She replied, flushing with embarrassment. Her heat had sprung up rather unexpectedly earlier today, and she'd thought she was in control of its symptoms. But a fresh wave of warmth and small contractions had made themselves known from between her legs and caused her to stutter slightly.
Ivan looked at her strangely for several seconds before he waved goodbye, apparently dismissing it as insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
But for Celia, it was indeed VERY significant in the grand scheme of things at the moment. Once Ivan was out of sight she began to make her way rather rapidly down the halls of the school towards the copying room. She hadn't really thought twice about wearing her short skirt when she'd gotten out of bet this morning, but now she was regretting it as it rubbed roughly against her inner thighs with every step she took. What would have been a minor sensation on any other day almost made the dragoness cover her muzzle to keep from moaning out loud. And it was all made worse as an she thought of the one person who could help her, who could sate her cravings and put her body back under her control; her husband. He always had played an instrumental role in helping her through her season, but that was only because they almost always knew when it was going to happen.
Her panties began to moisten despite her attempts to push him from her mind. Celia just walked faster in response; the sooner she got this done the sooner she could get home and ravish him senseless.
"Damn, why did it have to be.......to...day......" she trailed off as she closed the door to the copying room behind her and stopped dead.
This was not good, definitely not good. She'd been struggling to remain in control as it was, but that idea went out the window as she stared in slight horror, barely able to believe what, or rather who she was staring at.
"Hello, sweetheart." Said David, looking at her and smiling at the look on her face.
"D-David? What the hell are you doing here?!" she hissed quietly, a tad of anger evident in her voice mixed with complete confusion.
"Oh, nothing in particular. I just wanted to stop by and say hi..." he said as he began to saunter up to her, looking very smug. Celia just stood there, unable to move as her husband walked towards her. "Oh, and I think you might need some help, being that you're in season and all." He said as he reached her.
Celia's eyes and jaw opened wide, how had he known?!
"N-no, honey. I think you're m-mistaken." The dragoness said. She needed to diffuse the situation that his presence and mannerisms were progressively making worse if she wanted to avoid outright sex right here and now.
"Don't be silly dear. You can't hide it from me.......I know that smell." He said as he suddenly wrapped his arms around her. Yes, David knew that smell quite well; he'd breathed deep of it in her past seasons when his head could be found between her legs.
The dragoness tried to rebuke him, but to her horror... all that came out was a small whimper. David slowly maneuvered her towards a chair in the corner, and she was none too surprised to find that she couldn't move. Just the fact that the vessel upon absolute relief as well as untold pleasure could be conveyed was mere feet from her was enough to render her completely immobile.
"H-how did you know." She whispered.
"I know you may think there's no one who knows you better than you, but there are some biological signs that not even you know about." He replied with a smile just before his hand slowly moved under he skirt and rubbed softly over her moist panty-covered mound.
She arched her back and uncontrollably pushed he hips into his questing fingers. Her vaginal lips moistened even more and her body practically turned to mush under his soft touch.
"And did I happen to mention how sexy you look in that skirt?" he whispered.
David began to systematically rub two of his fingers against her pussy through the thin, damp cloth. This was actually one of her guiltiest fantasies, but she knew that both of them could get in big trouble if they were caught. But the feeling of something at long last sliding across her lips and having HIM so close to her was making it extremely difficult for her to form coherent thought, much less object to his advances in any convincing fashion. When she'd walked into the room, she'd been struggling to suppress her arousal, which had been hard enough as it was. But under the current circumstances, Celia was struggling not to fairly scream in pleasure as her husband's hands rubbed across her heated lips, sending delicious shivers up her spine.
"D-David, no. We c-can't......not here. Someone might see." She performed a personal miracle by weakly pushing his hand away, even though she was more aroused now than she could remember being in quite a long time. She just BARELY managed to stop herself from jumping him from how hot under the collar he was making her, but she knew that if he kept this up that she might not be able to resist him again.
"Come on sweetheart. I know this has always been a fantasy of yours, I want to help you live it." The human replied with a smile and a lusty gaze. "But if that's the way you feel........" he said with resignation and began to get up, trying to see if she really meant it.
Something in Celia snapped, there was no way now she was going to let him get her so aroused and then just leave her hanging.
She wrapped her arms around his neck fro her sitting position, pulled his head down and crushed her muzzle to his lips. David merfed against her ferocious kiss, but quickly recovered and pushed his tongue into her mouth. He smiled against the kiss, knowing he'd won. He gasped slightly as he felt one of her hands move to his crotch and rub the bulge in his jeans. David hadn't realized it, but he'd been getting rather aroused by the situation himself. Celia growled lustily into the kiss as the fingers of the hand that wasn't caressing his erection through his pants became entangled in his hair.
"Now!" she hissed as they separated. She knew that she'd never live this down if he ever chose to bring it up, but she was damned if she was going to let an opportunity like this slip through her fingers. She was having trouble just waiting for his consent at this point, rather than just ripping his cloths off and riding him until they both passed out.
"Well, someone's had a change of heart." Said David with a grin.
"Shut up and fuck me, David." She whispered hotly before pushing her tongue into his mouth once more.
Celia murred as the spot previously vacated by his hand was once again filled with pleasurable sensations, his fingers dancing across her mound again. Her hands moved to his pants once again and began undoing his belt. Her breath was shallow and every minute she went without him inside her and his body pressed close against hers was a torturous eternity.
David's hand pulled her panties down her legs and resumed his caresses of her vagina, this time sliding two fingers into her clenching depths.
Her back arched and her muzzle opened in a soft moan as her own hands finally succeeded in loosening his pants. Seconds later they were pooled around his feet as they continued to kiss heatedly. Celia wrapped her hand around his pulsing erection and stroked him to not only to try and reciprocate some of his affections, but also to try and get him at least a fraction of how aroused she was so he'd hurry up and get down to business!
David took hold of her, helped her stand up and pressed her back against the copier. Where he would normally liked to have teased her a bit, David took pity on her and buried his hard length into her dripping treasure with one swift thrust.
"Oh gods, YES!" she hissed in absolute rapture as her body finally felt the touch of a male in the place where she most craved it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her tongue sensually up his neck.
Time was of the essence as David began to thrust into her rapidly, for once he was fine with sating his own lust because he knew that hard and fast was the only way they could do this and get away with it.
And she was most certainly feeling the same way as she began to thrust her hips back against his, moaning softly as unbelievable pleasure shot through her whole body.
He was in the midst of bliss as well, his eyes closed with the feeling of her pussy rippling around his thrusting cock and her fingers worming under his shirt to rub sensually over his pecs. He followed suit and reached under her shirt and cupped her breasts, still thrusting into her.
Several seconds later they changed position slightly; she draped her legs over his shoulders, her forgotten panties hanging from one of her ankles. Her muzzle had once again fused with his lips as they moaned together as their bodies moved as one, each seeking release.
"Oh, oh god David. Faster, please!" said the dragoness, barely able to form words because of the unreal levels of pleasure wracking her body and mind.
"Whatever you desire love." He husked in return and sped up his thrusts and resuming their heated kiss. She groaned erotically into his mouth as their new angle suddenly caused the tip of his member to suddenly graze her G-spot.
"Again. Right there again." She gasped against his lips and arched her back as he obliged, slamming into her repeatedly from that exact angle which caused his penis to contact that exact spot every time.
Celia bit his shoulder to stifle her scream of pleasure as she pumped her hips into his thrusts harder than ever. David groaned along with her from a combination of pleasure and pain from her bite.
The dragoness was in heaven, untold pleasure coursing through her veins as her beloved husband made love to her in one of the most forbidden situations that she could imagine. The knowledge of just what they were doing sent a thrill up her spine and caused her to bury her face in his neck as she continued to gasp and moan in euphoria.
David cradled the back of her head and stroked her snowy hair as he began to feel that distinct tingling feeling in his groin that signaled the approach of his climax as his cock continued to stroke inside her deliciously.
Celia was also feeling her level of pleasure begin to spiral out of control as her peak began to creep up on her from the edge of her consciousness. Her treasure continued to squeeze and lubricate David's thrusting cock as he kept fucking her against the copier.
Although he wasn't normally the first to release, David just couldn't hold on with the beautiful sensation of her warm, wet walls rubbing against his member and just being pressed close to her. He grunted with pleasure as he ejaculated deep inside her molten core. Thick, creamy cum spilled from the tip of his erection and coated her insides as he held himself against her. He also reached down in the midst of his pleasure and lightly ran his middle finger over her swollen clitoris.
The feeling of his hot seed pooling inside her coupled with his finger on her most sacred of spots sent her into a mind-blowing orgasm. Her muzzle opened in a soundless scream of ecstasy as her juices spilled out of her and her entire body was inundated with intense waves of pure, unbelievable pleasure. Her back arched and her body convulsed with the sheer intensity of her peak, but she was still aware enough that she could reach up and kiss him passionately as his own orgasm continued to wrack him as well.
Thirty seconds passed before the pleasure began to dissipate, leaving the dragoness and human in a panting, sweaty, but immensely satisfied heap.
"So.....how long do you think that'll.....hold you?" Asked David in a tired, but pleased voice.
Celia smiled and kissed him rather heatedly, one of her guiltiest fantasies now fulfilled. "Long enough to get you home...."