[FM] I blew my coworker in the supply closet

Over the summer, I started fucking a coworker of mine. Now I know that’s frowned upon but we honestly couldn’t help it. I couldn’t go a day without thinking about his cock. His bulge was a constant fucking tease, reminding me of what I could have.

One day, I couldn’t take it anymore. I was stalled on a certain project and just wanted his cum down my throat. I wanted to feel him and taste him all over me. That’s all I fucking wanted in that moment.

I drag him into the nearest supply closet and just get on my knees, rubbing my mouth all over his bulge, feeling him harden beneath me. I drag my palm up his bulge, feeling his warmth. God I couldn’t wait anymore, I wanted his cock all over my face, all over my mouth, pulsing hotly down my throat.

I release his thick veiny cock from his pants, gripping him firmly, starting to stroke, not in the mood to tease, I just want his cum. I move down and worship his balls, licking and sucking them gently before running my lips along his cock. He throbs beneath my mouth, letting out a deep groan. I see precum dripping out of his head and I swipe it with my tongue, savoring his taste, feeling my pussy swelling. But it’s not about me, his pleasure is all that matters now and I want him to cum hard.

His hands clench and release by his sides before tangling in my hair roughly, holding me in place. My tongue runs all over his cock, coating him in my spit, making it good for him. I stroke firmly as I suck his head, going harder and faster, desperate for him, desperate for his cum.

He rams his cock into my mouth and takes over, using my mouth, setting the pace. He grips and pulls my hair hard, pumping his hips, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into my hot mouth. Me just a toy for him to get off.

I dig my nails into his ass as his head falls back, thumping loudly against the wall. He’s losing control, thrusting faster, getting closer, tightening his grip on my hair. Pleasure and pain dance through me as he keeps moaning. I realize I’m grinding my thighs together, my lips sliding and rubbing against each other. I hike my skirt up and start rubbing my clit, my pussy already soaked through the thin fabric of my light pink thong. I pull my thong to the side, too impatient, and slide my fingers along my lips. God I was so fucking wet, almost too wet as I start to rub my clit, trying to get some friction, pressing down hard.

“God I’m gonna cum” he groans as I circle my clit harder and faster, wanting to cum with him, swelling under my touch. As soon as he starts spilling down my throat, my pussy pulses and I start to come, the taste and sight of him in ecstasy too much to handle.

He hauls me to the floor and yanks my skirt up even more, sucking my clit hard, holding my thighs down, my sensitive clit throbbing against his tongue. He takes no pity, kissing and sucking along my pussy, running his finger through my lips before pressing a finger inside me, stroking upward. My back arches off the floor as he takes my clit back into his mouth, feasting and eating me like he couldn’t get enough. He forces another orgasm out of me as I moan hoarsely, his taste still on my tongue.

We fooled around in the office a few more times, each time riskier than the last.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7ay853/fm_i_blew_my_coworker_in_the_supply_closet