So this happen a couple months ago, true story, but this is how i wrote it so i could remember it and enjoy it every time i read it. It might not have the sexual description like most peoples stories, but what turns me on the most is the anticipation of a sexual experience.
Its late, I should be going home right now but I just can’t. I just can’t stop myself from driving back to the office to see you. We just had a fun night out, the whole office was letting go of all their frustration. It was a great time at the bar, everyone was in a good mood, people were dancing and playing pool, the hockey game was going well for the good team.
It was just past midnight when you decided to leave, of course I noticed when you left, I couldn’t stop looking at you wearing those tight blue jeans and low cut pink shirt. It wasn’t always like that, when you first started in the office a year ago we never talked nor did I ever look at you. You were just another receptionist that worked on the other side of the office. The few interactions that I had with you were nothing spectacular; sometimes I didn’t like your opinions and thought you were very brash. I have always thought you were very beautiful, that short strong frame with your long blonde hair made you very attractive. But I thought we would never be more than a couple coworkers that only talked in the office. But that changed over time, over the last few months I have learned so much about you; enough to know that we are quite the same person.
I opened the door to the office and as I walk up to the top floor I never really had a thought that I was there for any other reason than to hang out with my new best friend. So many other nights we have hung out in this office where we would share our thoughts, dreams and stories from our lives. Some stories would be just tales from growing up or others of the wild and sexual experiences that you had; and me being a fairly innocent person growing up, these stories intrigued me greatly. I still love to imagine the times where you so thoroughly shared stories of your threesomes, sex with girls or your time stripping. Many nights that I walked home from our time together with my cock throbbing in anticipation and excitement, just to get home to a girlfriend already asleep.
You were downstairs in the coffee room where we would come and fill our cups with dark rum and talk. Oh how I enjoy these times, we would sometimes sit in the coffee room and watch the game together or go out to the common room and start our own games. We would set up games all over the office and that is what we decided to do tonight. I remember the first time we ever played. It was a late night like this and we started to get very competitive. We would wager money, work and items, but that was starting to not be enough. It must have been the rum talking, but as the night went along my body hungered for yours so when it came my turn to set the bet I said “loser gets to smack the others ass”, without hesitation you said “yes!” You talked about working out all the time and I could see it, I could see how strong and tight your thighs and ass were when you wore those short skirts; all those trips to your office to ask for those items in the bottom corner that would get you to bend over and allow me a clear view of your ass! I could barely contain my hand, every part of my body desired to touch you, my cock was tingling in anticipation for that moment. I continued to win over and over, so I was starting to get cocky, your ass wasn’t enough I need to cup my hands over those supple breasts. But that meant I needed to wager more, so said “if I win I get to feel your tits, if you win you can feel my cock.”
Once I started setting up the course I could feel the tension and excitement in both of us. Yes, both of us might not be there for anything sexual but that’s not how the night is going to play out. We start per usual, very calm and collective, but as the game progresses I start to rub up next to you, you always told me how great I smell, you hated how all the boys these days smell like little girls, you loved how I smelled like a man; even your own boyfriend didn’t smell like a man.
My cock is throbbing in anticipation of the night ahead. Those jeans are so tight that any time you bend over to pick up the ball I thought they might, and hope, tear off. A few times I got a glimpse of your baby blue thong that just snuck out enough to get a look at the hands that were going to rip them off. Finally I had enough I just couldn’t take it any longer!
You were about to take a shot and I stood right behind you, enough to make sure that you could feel my cock cozy up your tight little ass. As you turned around I was able to look down that low cut shirt and see a matching baby blue bra, I still can’t believe I didn’t cum all over you right there. I moved in to taste your soft lips, oh how they knew how to dance. I never had a tongue dance in my mouth the way yours did. At that moment I remembered all the stories of your sexual experiences and I couldn’t imagine how I might even live up to a speck of those moments. But you didn’t hesitate, you moved your body in a way that I can still feel them in my hands. I grabbed your ass and lifted you onto the counter top. Oh how I have been dreaming of this moment, I unzip your pants and open them to see your baby blue panties all wet. I couldn’t believe I was making this expert so wet, what is it about me. I move my hands to your pussy and feel how wet and warm it is, oh how I wish I could feel that again. I slide my fingers on your clit and slowly rub, trying to remember all the little things I have ever learned and used. You moaned so loud and I swear my cock dented the filing cabinet drawer with how hard it got. I entered a finger into your pussy but you wanted more so I entered another and went as deep as my fingers could go, you moaned right into my ear!
Then you took over, you pushed me back and squatted, all those squats at the gym were being put to use. You unzipped my jeans and that moment I got worried, was my cock big enough for a girl like this, I bet she has handled some gigantic cocks. As you started to pull down my boxers I shuttered about what will happen. My cock popped out still as hard as the moment I saw those baby blue panties. You just grabbed it and started to lick the tip. I couldn’t believe what was happening. You worked my cock in no way I have ever seen, I could barely stand. I can still picture your eyes looking up at me with my throbbing cock poking a hole in your cheek. I could barely keep it from coming, I wanted to show I was a man, I wanted to last as long as I could. But you were to good, the way you moved your tongue, the way those lips felt on my shaft; I couldn’t make it last forever, I was about to burst “I am going to cum” and I tried to move away; but you wouldn’t let that happen, you grabbed my ass and pulled me back in and I released the most cum I have ever had in my life, but you still had my whole cock in your mouth. After what felt like an eternity of emptying my load in your mouth you finally let me go; I slide my cock out of your warm mouth and to my disbelief there isn’t a drop of cum left on it. You get up and as I am pulling my pants back on you pull my head in for a kiss.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/76fstf/mf_office_get_together
If it’s supposed to be a story that happened, don’t write in second person.
Second person writing is only good for telling a story to someone it happened to or for creative fiction.