Hospital Debauchery

Marianne body slumped against the cool, slick surface of Devon's desk, her chest heaving with ragged, uneven breaths, her thighs trembling violently from the explosive orgasm that had torn through her like a wildfire, leaving her pussy throbbing and raw, still clenching around the fading buzz of the vibrator.

Her juices trickled down her inner thighs in sticky, glistening trails, pooling beneath her ass in a messy puddle of her own arousal, the desk now a chaotic canvas of her surrender, the wood gleaming with the evidence of her shame, the sharp scent of her cum heavy in the air. Her eyes rolled back and forth, dazed and disbelieving, as the reality crashed over her like a tidal wave, she'd just fucked herself with a vibrator in front of her daughter's ex-boyfriend, orgasmed right there on his desk like some desperate slut, her screams of "Oh God, yes!" still echoing in the sterile office.

"Oh God… what have I done?" she whispered to herself, her voice broken and hoarse, her hands covering her face, palms pressing hard against her flushed cheeks as shame burned through her like acid, mingling with the lingering heat of pleasure that pulsed in her core.

The vibrator lay discarded beside her, still humming faintly, its relentless buzz a mocking reminder of her loss of control. Her legs felt like jelly, her pussy hypersensitive, pulsing with aftershocks that made her hips twitch involuntarily, as she gathered her strength breath by shaky breath, her mind a whirlwind of humiliation and guilt.

Then, only a moment later, she lowered her hands and opened her eyes and the sight that greeted her sent a jolt of pure shock through her, her eyes widening in horror, her breath catching in her throat.

Devon stood completely naked in front of her, his chiseled body on full display, muscles rippling under her sweat-slicked skin as he towered over her, his cock as hard as granite, thick and veined, the swollen head glistening with a bead of precum that hung like a promise of what was to come.

It pointed straight at her like a loaded weapon, throbbing with primal need, the veins pulsing along its length like they had a life of their own.

How could it be this big?

The thought consumed her mind, her eyes locked on the massive dick, its girth intimidating, the head red and engorged, ready to claim her. She regained just enough composure to open her mouth to protest, her voice trembling, "Devon, no, this is too much—" but before the words could fully escape, he stepped forward, his hand gripping the base of his cock, and guided it directly into her mouth with a slow, deliberate push.

Her eyes widened in instant shock, her lips stretching painfully around the thick head as it filled her mouth, the salty, musky taste of his precum coating her tongue, overwhelming her senses. Devon moved his cock gently at first, exploring her mouth, sliding the head along the insides of her cheeks, over her tongue, brushing lightly against the back of her throat, his hips rocking with a slow, teasing rhythm that made her head spin.

"That's it, Marianne, just relax and take it," he murmured, his voice low and soothing, but laced with a commanding edge that sent shivers down her spine, her body responding despite her mind screaming in protest.

She tried to move, to stand, to push him away, her hands pressing against his muscular thighs, feeling the hard planes of his body under her palms, but he reached for the vibrator on the desk, flicked it back on with a loud buzz that cut through the room, and stuffed it back inside her pussy with a swift, forceful motion.

Her body trembled violently, a raw shudder ripping through her as the buzzing toy plunged into her still-sensitive pussy, the vibrations sending electric shocks through her core. She was raw from her recent orgasm, her walls hypersensitive, clenching instinctively around the toy as it filled her up, buzzing relentlessly, making her hips buck uncontrollably.

"Mmmph!" she moaned around his cock, her eyes rolling back, her thighs clenching as a fresh wave of pleasure surged through her, her pussy dripping anew, juices leaking down her ass crack and soaking the desk further, the wet squelching sounds mixing with her muffled cries.

Devon began to mouth-fuck her gently, his cock sliding in and out of her lips with slow, deliberate thrusts, the head bumping her throat, saliva dribbling down her chin in messy strands, pooling on her chest, her blazer now clinging to her sweat-soaked skin.

The pleasure coursing through Marianne was insane, overwhelming, her pussy spasming around the vibrator, her mouth stuffed with Devon's thick cock, the dual sensations making her body shake like she was possessed, her mind fogging with a haze of lust that drowned out her shame.

Before she even realized what was happening, her resistance melted away, and she started sucking his dick by herself, her lips tightening around the veined shaft, her tongue swirling eagerly around the swollen head, lapping up the precum that leaked from it, moaning as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper, gagging slightly but pushing through, the tip hitting the back of her throat with each thrust.

Her hands gripped his thighs harder, nails digging into his skin, anchoring herself as she sucked him with a fervor she didn't know she possessed. "Fuck, that's so good, Marianne, suck it like you mean it, Devon groaned, his voice rough with pleasure, his hips moving faster, fucking her mouth with a steady rhythm, his balls slapping lightly against her chin.

After what felt like an eternity, her saliva coating his cock in a shiny, dripping sheen, strings of spit stretching from her lips to his head as he thrust, Devon pulled out with a wet, obscene pop, leaving her gasping, her lips swollen and slick, her chin glistening with drool.

He grabbed her under the arms, his grip firm but not rough, and turned her on the desk with a swift motion, her legs now facing him, spread wide, her pussy exposed and dripping, the vibrator still buzzing inside her, sending tremors through her body. He yanked it out with a slick sound, tossing it aside with a clatter that echoed in the room, and dove in, his mouth latching onto her pussy with a hungry, animalistic intensity.

His tongue lapped at her slick folds, parting them with long, wet strokes, flicking her swollen clit rapidly, sucking it hard into his mouth, his lips sealing around it as he tugged, making her scream. "Oh God, yes, Devon!" she cried, her body convulsing, her pussy gushing into his mouth as he ate her out like a starving man, his fingers plunging into her hole, curling to hit her with relentless precision, his other hand pinching her inner thigh, the sharp pain blending with the pleasure in a way that made her head spin.

The desk beneath her ass was a chaotic mess, a glistening puddle of her arousal spreading across the desk, the sharp, musky scent of her cum filling the air, mingling with the faint buzz of the discarded vibrator lying beside her, its relentless hum a mocking echo of her surrender.

Marianne's eyes rolled back and forth, dazed and disbelieving, as the reality crashed over her, she'd just fucked herself with a vibrator in front of her daughter's ex-boyfriend, orgasmed right there on his desk like a shameless slut, her screams of "Oh God yes!" still ringing in her ears.

"What have I become?" she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling with shame and exhaustion, her hands covering her face, palms pressing hard against her flushed cheeks as waves of humiliation battled the lingering heat pulsing through her core.

Then, without warning, Devon stood, his naked body a towering display of chiseled muscle, his cock rock-hard and dripping with her saliva, the head red and throbbing, veins bulging along the thick, pulsing shaft like a roadmap of raw desire. He gripped her hips with strong hands, fingers digging into her soft flesh, pulling her to the edge of the desk with a forceful tug that made her gasp, her pussy exposed and glistening, still leaking from her climax.

In one deep, brutal stroke, he thrust into her, filling her pussy completely, stretching her tight walls to their absolute limit, the sensation so intense it stole her breath, her eyes rolling back as a raw, guttural moan tore from her throat. "Fuck, Marianne, you're so fucking tight," he growled, his voice raw with primal need, as she moaned into him, her hands clutching his back, nails digging into his skin, leaving angry red marks that glistened with sweat.

The fucking began wild and raw, his cock slamming deep, hitting her cervix with each relentless thrust, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the office like a drumbeat, her juices squirting out around his shaft in messy, forceful bursts, soaking his thighs, his balls, and the desk beneath them, her pussy clenching so tightly it felt like it was trying to pull him deeper, milking him with every stroke.

"Goddamn, you're wetter than a fucking river," Devon rasped, his lips brushing her ear as he pounded into her, his hands gripping her hips harder, bruising her flesh as he angled his thrusts to hit her G-spot, making her scream, "Yes… oh noooo, yes!" Her body arched off the desk, her tits bouncing under her blazer, the buttons straining as her nipples hardened, poking through the fabric. The pleasure was relentless, her pussy spasming around his cock, her juices gushing in hot, sticky sprays that coated his abs, dripping down his legs in glistening trails, the desk now a slippery, cum-soaked disaster, papers sliding off the edge and sticking to the wet floor.

With a swift, practiced move, Devon flipped her into a full Nelson, his strong arms locking her elbows behind her head, her legs spread wide and hooked over his shoulders, leaving her completely helpless, her pussy exposed and vulnerable, the lips puffy and dripping as he banged the hell out of her.

His cock drove into her with savage intensity, sending electric shocks through her core.

"yes, fuck me, Devon!" she screamed, her voice breaking into sobs of pleasure, tears of joy streaming down her face as another orgasm ripped through her, her pussy gushing again, the spray coating his abs, dripping down his legs in a messy cascade, the desk now a chaotic, slippery mess of her cum, the air thick with the scent of her arousal. Her body shook uncontrollably, her moans turning to desperate sobs, her mind lost in a haze of ecstasy, her pussy clenching so tightly around his cock it felt like it was begging for more.

Devon didn't stop, he pulled out briefly, his cock glistening with her juices, and spun her around, bending her over the desk, her ass in the air, her face pressed against the wet wood, the scent of her own cum filling her senses. "Spread that ass for me," he commanded, his voice a low growl, and she obeyed, her hands trembling as she reached back, pulling her cheeks apart, exposing her tight, puckered asshole and her dripping pussy.

He spat on her hole, the warm saliva mixing with her juices, and thrust back into her pussy, his cock stretching her wide, the wet squelching sounds obscene as he fucked her hard, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust.

"Fuck, you're taking it so good," he groaned, his hand smacking her ass hard, leaving a red handprint that made her yelp, her pussy gushing again, soaking his thighs and the floor beneath them.

He pulled her up, spinning her again to face him, and lifted her into a standing position, her legs wrapping around his waist as he held her up effortlessly, his cock never leaving her pussy, fucking the life out of her as she bounced on him, her tits bouncing wildly under her blazer, the buttons finally giving way, her blouse ripping open to reveal her full, heaving breasts, nipples hard and aching.

"Take it, Marianne, take every fucking inch," he growled, his lips crashing into hers, kissing her deeply, their tongues tangling as she moaned into his mouth, the taste of her own juices still lingering on his lips.

Marianne pussy clenched around him, orgasming again, her juices gushing in hot, messy sprays that soaked his thighs, his balls, and the floor beneath them, her screams a mix of "Oh God!" and "Fuck me harder!" her body trembling as she surrendered completely, her tears of joy mixing with the sweat and cum that coated them both, the room a chaotic mess of their raw, primal fucking.

Devon shifted again, laying her back on the desk and hooking her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half as he pounded into her in a mating press, his cock driving deeper than ever, hitting spots inside her she didn't know existed, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth, her juices squirting with every thrust, soaking his abs and chest, dripping onto her own stomach.

"You love this, don't you? Getting fucked like a dirty little slut," he taunted, his voice dripping with dominance, his hand wrapping around her throat gently, just enough to make her gasp, her pussy clenching harder around him.

"Yes, yes, I love it!" she cried, her voice raw, her body shaking as another orgasm crashed through her, her pussy gushing in a wild, uncontrollable spray that soaked them both, her thighs trembling, her ass slipping on the slick desk.

Finally, he flipped her onto her side, one leg lifted high as he fucked her from an angle, his cock plunging deep, the wet slap of their bodies echoing, her pussy gushing again, the spray hitting the desk and floor in a messy, disorganized puddle. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Devon roared, his cock pulsing inside her as he came, flooding her pussy with hot, thick spurts of cum, her walls milking him dry as she orgasmed one last time, her pussy gushing in a final, explosive spray that left them both drenched, her body limp in his arms.