I fucked the [m] Mexican bitch at my work [f]

I felt inspired to share my work party story after reading one on here a while back.

I work at a small PR firm in the South where I work with many variations of race. I, myself, am white, but have had Asian, Latina and African American girlfriends at one point in my life. So no, this isn't a sex story about race.

I work with Maria, a 5-foo-6 Mexican woman, straight out of Mexico City. She has long, soft, black hair, coca brown eyes, purely white teeth (a lovely smile) a nice, round butt and size CC breasts. She also has fatter, puffy lips (some would probably call them DSLs). But she also has this very put off-y attitude. Very cold to some people, and doesn't really know how to communicate effectively.

Honestly, I've always thought Maria was physically attractive. Very attractive. Maybe it was the way she walked or her lips or her naturally tanned skin. But I could never stand being with her because of how rude she was sometimes. She wasn't ever really rude to me, but I could hear what she would say to others, things like that.

So now, rewind to mid-December, 2014. Our office is having a work party. End of the year celebration kind of thing. Alcohol, always involved (per usual). If you've ever seen Mad Men, our office is shaped sort of like that. A big open area with our offices along the wall. Mine is second to last on the end.

Maria showed up wearing this silky black dress that hugged every single inch of her body. There was no denying how fantastic she looked, but for some, her personality made the look horrible. But not for me. I still remember her squeezing past a couple of us, ass facing me and I just wanted to hug it and smother myself in it.

After about three or four rum and cokes, I had ventured away from a group of buddies to use the restroom, when Maria ran into me. We made small talk briefly, and I thought nothing of it, besides how great her cleavage was looking; pushed tight up against her dress, it was protruding just the right amount. Not slutty, but noticeable.

But when she kept touching my arm and "laughing" at some of my snide jokes about other coworkers, I felt there was something more to her wanting to "small talk." If I was ever going to have a chance to fuck her, it would be tonight.

I asked her if her drink was strong enough, and she shrugged and said "I guess." I told her "come back to my office, I keep a special something for special occasions in my desk."

I told her to meet me there so nothing would look suspicious. After going to the bathroom, she was sitting in my chair, crossed legs, showing me her smooth legs up to her mid thigh.

"One drink and then I'm off. A friend is picking me up. A few too many drinks could lead to bad choices," she said. I grinned and said "well, why don't you stay and make a few bad choices. Nothing too bad, just maybe ones you wouldn't normally make during work hours."

She shied away, unsure what to make of my advance. "I'm not really sure it's a good idea though. What if someone hears?"

I told her I'd lock the door and reassured her everyone thought we had gone home. "Maria, please. I've been looking at you all night, and I've never wanted you so bad before."

Apparently needing and wanting were her trigger words, because she stood up out of my chair, walked up to me and put those puffy lips right against mine. Hands wrapped around my head and neck, mine around her waist. We spun around, me back facing my desk. Leaned up against it, I could feel our bodies pulsating in a rhythm. I could also feel something else pulsating in my pants.

I sat down in my chair and undid my belt. She stopped me and said "no, let me." She grinned, her sparkling teeth reflecting some light coming in my window. Now, my fully erect penis, hot with passion, was cradled in her hand. She stroked it a few times before sliding her flat tongue across it. She did that a few times before shoving it in.

It was warm, wet and sloppy inside her mouth. I could feel her massaging the tip as she sucked up and down. I grabbed the back of her head to give her some direction, but she didn't need it. She was doing a bang up job. She would look up to at me at times, seeing how much I was enjoying it. I would let out a moan, a sigh, or a "Maria, please keep going" to show my appreciation and approval.

After about 5 or so minutes of that, I had enough. I wanted the whole package.

"Come her," I said, as I brought her up to her feet, then turning her around. She put her forearms across my desk, and I pulled up her dress to the small of her back. This big, luscious ass stared back at me. I dropped her grey little thong to her feet and fingered her already soaking pussy.

She looked back, clenching her eyes at times, moaning and asking for me "do it." I slide my rock hard cock straight in as Maria let out a mid-level moan. I grabbed both cheeks, handles almost, as a slapped my balls against her pussy.

Again, it was warm. Not super tight, but I could feel her get wetter with every thrust. I changed speeds, making sure she enjoyed it as well. After about four minutes, I felt her get louder and squirmier. She looked back and said "I want to cum. Make me cum. Please make me cum!" I jackhammered my way through her pussy until the sloshing of fluids was almost as loud as her moans.

Wanting to finish myself, I asked if she would suck me off, to which she replied, "Just leave it in. It's ok."

As I continued to fuck her, I could feel how close I was. "I'm going to come Maria. Oh fuck make me cum with that ass." She braced herself on my desk and moved her ass up and down, as I went in and out. The tip of my dick would grind the top of the inside of her pussy, and as I shot my load into her pussy, I clenched her ass as tight as I could.

After pulling out, cum dripped everywhere. Grabbing us a couple waters from my fridge, she said she hoped no one would find out. Like the "good" boy I was, I never told anyone in the office.

Since then, we have not gone at it again, but there have been occasions where she'll give me some kind of look. I wouldn't be opposed to it again. It was the first and only time I had office sex. But now, all I can imagine is that ass bouncing against my dick every time I see her walk away.

Hope you enjoyed the story. If there's anything else you want, send me a PM and I'll see if I can provide. Thanks for reading!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3bvrgv/i_fucked_the_m_mexican_bitch_at_my_work_f

7 comments

  1. that damn arm stroke flirtation. Is there a woman alive who doesn’t know what she’s doing when she makes that move?

  2. Downvoted for title. I know this is the last sub for SJW-ish statements, but I’m really tired of hearing women referred to as bitches, even if deserved. Bitchy Mexican, yes. Mexican bitch, nah

  3. *Wanting to finish myself, I asked if she would suck me off, to which she replied, "Just leave it in. It’s ok."* Everyone in the world is more trusting of other people’s birth control than I am, it seems. I’da pulled out and anointed the side of the desk.

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