[MF] Technical support call

So I’ve made a few attempts at this story, and as one person put it, I need to be aware of where I’m posting this and get to the point where I ended up getting fucked in the arse so hard I could barely walk after, as quickly as possible without any superfluous detail.

I’ve been struggling to describe this incident in a coherent way, so here’s my second attempt, I’m still trying to decide what’s relevant and what’s not. So let me know.

Early on in my career I was working for a small firm that had a particular piece of equipment that was causing issues. It was a very niche item. It was old and had been modified extensively in its career, and whatever condition it had been when it was initially manufactured it wasn’t in that state now.

For a period of several months this piece of equipment had been causing ever escalating problems, and the company hierarchy was spending more and more time, in either getting a maintenance schedule put in place for it or finding a replacement. This had mixed results.

I’d been at the company for a while, I actually had another job lined up for the medium to long term but I needed to build experiences in certain areas, and the company wasn’t being as accommodating as I hoped.

I knew for a fact though (it doesn’t matter how) that a guy I went to university with would know how to at least calibrate it properly. So I contacted him asked him nicely if he wouldn’t mind travelling several hundred miles so he could do the initial maintenance and instruct me at the same time. Basically my plan was that I would then look look like a hero at work and pretend I’d figured it out myself.

So this guy was always a bit ddifficult, he was abrupt with people, also because he was physically quite big, sometimes he’d end up intimidating people I think unintentionally. Basically some people mistook the awkwardness for aggression. I was always quite impressed by him though, he was good looking, fit, had kind of a muscular vibe to him, intelligent in certain ways, and I kind of liked the way he’d piss certain people off (even unintentionally)

He’d made a sort of an attempt to get with me in University, but it was kind of funny because he made it clear he just wanted to fuck me and not really have any other dealings that that, which I found fairly easy to resist, actually all his attempts to get in my knickers were based around our course work, he’d turn up with some interesting little project and then at some completely inappropriate moment ask for sex.

So we had this conversation on the phone, and I think it would have been nice to have some sort of unspoken understanding but he couldn’t do that. In his socially autistic way he flat out demands that I have sex with him in return for his help. It can’t just be implied, he almost wants it in writing. I swear he got off on the whole negotiation about what was and wasn’t included in sex.
He spelled out everything he wanted from ejaculating on my glasses(edit:when I was wearing them) to anal sex.

I kind of thought it was all talk, and that once he got there he’d be happy to get a blowjob, the rest of it was just the porn fantasies talking.

I was kind of getting turned on by the whole idea, of playing the poor selfless woman letting this beast have his way with her for purely selfless reasons.

So he travels up, and I get the keys to the shop floor and leave us both onto the shop floor late one evening, I kind of had the authority to be in there, but it was a gray area.

Anyway he comes in makes an initial appraisal draws out a plan for how he’s going to calibrate it, even has a list of teaching points for me. So in this really matter of fact way he just says okay, get your clothes off, which in a way was kind of a turn on again for me.
So I’m standing there thinking I should probably lay down some ground rules, but I can tell he’s ready for an argument and he makes very clear he’s very alert to the possibility of goal posts being moved.

So I strip down to my bra and knickers, and it’s fucking cold, I put on my best sultry ditz look and pull his cock out and figure a quick blowjob will make the night go slower.

He’s a big guy, and as I pull his cock out the first thing I say is that anal sex is not happening. He’s rock hard and I don’t do anything until he accepts that what I’ve just pulled out of his trousers is not going up my bum.

He expresses a bit of annoyance at this but he’s not really great at masking his expressions and I can tell he’s not surprised, and he seemed open to giving ground on that provided everything else happened for him. He’s got me by the head and he’s pushing me back and forth onto his cock, but I’ve got my hands on the base of his cock so he can’t really choke me, if someone was watching it would seem worse than it was.

So I’m on my knees sucking him off for the next 10 minutes, and finally he says ‘that he’s ready’ which I think great, I put my glasses on because he’s explicity told me he wants to ejaculate on them.

However instead he pulls me to my feet and moves to put me onto a table, I was a bit surprised to say the least when it became clear that when he said he was ready he meant that he was ready to start fucking me, seeing my 10 minute blowjob as just foreplay.

He’s not rough as such, and he doesn’t just jam himself into me, I’m trying to repeat what I was doing with the blowjob and use my hand between my legs to stop him pushing all the way into me. He just looks down at me though and says in kind of this boyish voice, “it’s not all the way in”. So we have this kind of too and fro for a few moments with his cock about two thirds of the way into me.

In the end I just mentally say fuck it, and we wriggle around a little and I manage to get him all the way inside me, in fairness he does what I ask, and he’s not too much of a bastard about it.

There was no change in attitude with him, fucking over a tool cabinet he had almost the same facial expression as when he was trying to figure out the modified wiring on the equipment.

So he starts to fuck me in a kind of rhytmic way, he’s consistent in the way he does it, and after a while it becomes kind of overpowering and I orgasm quite quickly.

5 minutes after I orgasm he’s still fuckiong me and I’m starting to get sore, so I’m asking him what the fuck he wants, and why can’t he finish!. Anyway I can kind of tell, and I reach down and slip the condom off figuring I’ll take my chances..

I even put my glasses on, indicating I don’t really give a shit if he chooses to spunk on them

So a little while after I pull the condom off him, he pulls out of me pushes me onto my knees and spunks onto my glasses, which happen to be on my face.

Finally I think it’s over, It’s not though.

I didn’t entirely plan on the fact that he intended to have as much sex as possible during the night, as in pretty much every half hour he’d pull his cock out and literally say get to work.

So it’s a long night, and while I orgasm several times mores, I’m also not in a great state a few hours later. I even give up arguing with him as I’m already committed and he is actually making progress, although I’m not sure how much information I’m taking on board.

Over the next 7 hours, 5 more times I get pushed to my knees and get a slightly magnified of his cock spraying semen onto my glasses. I basically just let him get on with it.

So then the boss rings he’s on his way in, which was a surprised to say the least, he’d found out that the equipment had been powered up and was even delighted because he could tell that the production line was working correctly, for the first time in a while.

He was so happy, praising me for my initiative, saying how it was a sign that I was achieving so much working by myself that I needed a new position.

Honestly It was everything I hoped for, and it happened within a few hours of my initial plan.

So I needed him to finish up, give me a quick breakdown of what he’d done, type out some notes for me and get out in the next 20 minutes before my boss arrived.

So that’s what I wanted, he sensed an opportunity to revisit the whole anal sex question and what he wanted was to fuck me in the bum, so we had an accommodation of sorts. So the anal sex was well words kind of fail me.

We had a bit of an argument, I felt we had a deal, he felt that the work had gone far better than we could have hoped for and he felt he was entitled to what I had initially agreed.

In the end I just aggreed to let him do it, I had already planned for anal, My vagina had had enough anyway.

So he typed up his notes, and I got ready, and he very casually bent be against the same machine that had caused the problem and started pushing his cock into my bum.

It was kind of better and worse than I had expected, he got himself in a few inches pulled out, pushed back in again, I never actually felt he was going to just ram himself into me or risk injuring me.

It was fucking uncomfortable though, but nor especially painful.

For some reason I just started swearing at him, and screaming and shouting at the top of my lungs.

After a few minutes he finished inside me and that was that.

Being a master of time management, he’d finished with the machine and had fucked me in the arse, just before my boss arrived, going out to wait patiently in the car as I limped to the door to greet my boss and bask in his praise, and promises of various things.

I felt fine initially, but then the pain and aches kicked in, from my vagina, from my bum, from the back of my throat where his cock bounced off a few times, even from my boobs, where I hadn’t noticed at the time he’d pinched and bit at my nipples.

The boss picked up on my tiredness, and my looking a little ‘stiff’, but just look concern not suspicious. We powered it up and watched it in all its obsolescent glory.

So how’s that for company loyalty.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7dg9if/mf_technical_support_call