How she turned from platonic coworker to an amazing fuck [MF]

This all happened at the beginning of July. It’s a big of a long read, but I’d like to set the foundation for the story. Maybe it’s too verbose, but ehh.

I had worked with Anna for about two and a half years. Not on the same team, but on the same floor of the same office. She’s 28, standing around 5’8″, packing a great ass, and 36D (according to her) tits. A brunette with great curves, a pretty face, and an attitude to match. While I had always thought she was physically attractive, Anna was definitely not my typical ‘type’. I had always dated women who were a little on the prim and proper side. We all know the type; Tight skirts, sly smirks. Anna however, was a jeans and cowboy boots kind of gal. She likes country music, rodeos, shower beers and iced capps (Yes, this is a Canadian story, and she is aware I’m writing this. And goddammit that sentence sounds like a country lyric). I’m 33, 5’11”, 185lbs, a half-decent build from weightlifting, and I’ve been growing my hair out; it’s thick, and peripherally relevant to our story. I’d like to think I’m a decent looking guy, overall. Pretty good ass for an Asian, anyway.

So I never put much thought into her beyond just shooting the shit, regular office banter, etc.
We hung out occasionally outside of work, casual drinks, the odd events where I had met some of her friends, nothing too serious or intimate. She had invited me for drinks on a Sunday afternoon at a fun brewery/bar down on one of the local hotspots in our city. I had lunch plans with my brother and his girlfriend, so I opted to just hang around the area instead of driving home just to return a few short hours later. I bought a book from a local shop (Frankenstein, for those curious), found a bench in a nearby park, sat my ass down in some great sun and killed time until our meet.

5 o’ clock rolled around, and I dropped my book in my car and walked the short distance to the bar. She had beaten me by a minute. I gave me a hug, and we were quickly seated on a high top table near the edge of the patio, close enough to people-watch as they passed in front of the venue. Pitchers of beer were ordered, and we chatted away the evening with our usual work bullshit and coworker shenanigans. She complimented me on my unusual clothing; I was wearing jeans and a ringspun jersey tank top instead of my more typical work attire of suit and ties. The conversation turned to past partners, and sex in general (we’re both very open on these topics). She told me about a recent guy she had been seeing, and how terrible their first sexual encounter was. I lamented to her about a few of my recent ex’s, and how some of them were sexually unsatisfying due to a combination of mismatches with my high sex drive and their unwillingness/inability to try and explore their own sexuality.She made a joke that maybe I just didn’t know what I was doing, and I threw back that, while I was Asian, I was at least rocking a “extra-medium penis”, and that I was always willing to please. She asked if I was pretty vanilla in bed, and I replied that while my desires were fairly conventional, I was kink-friendly and willing to try more or less anything. We chatted about various kinks and fetishes, what we found attractive, different turn on’s etc…

Her: “I’m am a big fan of being choked”

Me: “That’s fun! Most people don’t know the difference between a blood choke and an air choke though”

Her: “What do you mean?”

Me: “It’s when you’re pressing…. well…”

And I opened my left hand and just nonchalantly reached toward her throat. She instinctively leaned into my hand a bit before I realized that I was going to casually choke my coworker in a busy bar on a wholesome Sunday evening.

I decided to just roll with it.

I lightly pressed the gap between thumb and forefinger into her windpipe with “That’s an air choke, and it can be suuuuper dangerous”, I eased my hand off slightly and closed my hand around both sides of her neck (I have large-ish hands), and as I began to put the slightest amount of pressure, I saw her eyelids drop slightly, her mouth hanging lightly open, as she tilted her head up and stuck her neck out further toward me as I explained “.. and this is a blood choke…”

It really went from 0 to 88mph that fucking quick. I did not expect that reaction from her at all, and just the look on her face made me hard. I retracted my hand and made some comment about the difference being pretty important while laughing the situation off, trying not to cross any lines. Not that it mattered, because the conversation got pretty hot and heavy from that point… she talked more about what she liked in bed, what turned her on, and made the odd passing comment about thinking I’d probably be good at X or Y, how my hair was the perfect length for pulling… I told her how great it felt to cum down a willing throat, how I liked to grip tightly at the hair on the back of a woman’s head, and this time I dated a girl small enough that I could put her legs on my shoulders, pick her up by her waist, press her against the wall, and just fuck her standing. Anna’s eyes went a little wide, and I knew she was getting very turned on with our conversation. I’d been solidly erect for a good half hour at this point. She mentioned how after I gave her that demo-choke, that she was, and I am quoting verbatim here, “so wet, I had to concentrate on not sliding off the chair”.

Okay. I’m playing with fire here. Full on Danger Zone. We work together. This shit could get ugly, and complicated. I made an off-hand joke about some bullshit to deflect (really smooth, I know), just to try and play it off like I wasn’t incredibly turned on and just ready to kick down doors and smash goomba skulls like Mario trying to fuck the shit out of the princess. Common sense was unfortunately in our castle; I didn’t want to push her beyond a comfort zone while she was somewhat drunk, and neither of us were sure we wanted to dip our pens in each others respective company ink, based on our past conversations.

She had texted for her ride, and with it being a bit chilly out, decided we could wait in my car so that I knew she was picked up and safe. Our conversation was light, but something (duh) drew us back to the topic of choking, and I mentioned “yeah, it can certainly be fun” as I gripped her throat and pulled her lightly toward me. We locked eyes, but I didn’t press the advantage of that moment (Yeah, I know, I know). We chatted a bit about boobs and bras, how she wanted to get implants. I told her I thought hers looked perky and great in that shirt, and she laughed and said “it’s padding, feel it”.

Dear reader, I’d love to tell you I took the cue and pressed my hand down her shirt to play with her hard nipples while I pulled her in for a kiss, but I didn’t.

I literally just [felt the padding](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yp4P2lktuBs). Her ride arrived right after, we parted ways and I started my drive home. Our texts from [later that evening](https://i.imgur.com/UxckQLs.png)… While we had also made plans to see each other the following Saturday, I wasn’t going to just leave her with nothing throughout the week. I typically work in the office 1-2 days a week, so the next time I was in I asked Anna if she wanted to grab coffee at the local formally-Canadian owned beverage dealer. We took the elevator down, walked over, just chatting our usual shit and got our coffee/icey sugar milk. We arrived back in our building, and as the doors closed on our elevator I grabbed her by the neck, pressing her against the wall (being careful not to spill our drinks), and kissed her hard… My tongue darting and teasing into her mouth, stopping to bite her bottom lip as I heard the ‘ding’ letting us know we had arrived. We walked back to our respective areas nonchalantly. Or at least I did, apparently she couldn’t suppress the smile on her face nor the flush on her chest. I texted her as I sat down, telling her that I liked how she tasted. She later asked if I could walk her out, as her workday ended before mine. I pulled her into a seldom used conference room on a sparsely populated floor, pressing her against the closed door as I kissed her again, making sure I teased her with my hand lightly held around her throat before I applied any real pressure, stopping only to kiss her on the neck and ear. I whispered to her how hard she made me, before breaking off and going our separate ways. I enjoyed the tease, and I know she did as well.

Fast forward to Saturday. We had been texting and sexting [back](https://i.imgur.com/gNdrEBq.png) [and](https://i.imgur.com/tm425xq.png) [forth](https://i.imgur.com/MmPZf3K.png) pretty heavily, but I didn’t want to seem too eager when the time arrived. I took her to a local shooting range (not the first time I had taken her shooting), made sure that I was a little more handsy than normal when correcting stance and grip.. She would tell you she’s a better shot than me, but I’ll take credit for it either way. We headed back to my place nearby for some drinks, where she tried to inaugurate me to some of her twangy-ass country, but I settled on one of my mixed-genre playlists (not that I have a sex playlist) as we began to make out on the couch. I lean into her and press her down onto the couch, kissing her harder, flicking my tongue in and out of her mouth, nibbling and pulling at her lips, all while ensuring I was slowly applying more and more pressure in choking her. Her breathing quickened as I began kissing and lightly biting her neck, softly licking towards her ear, eliciting soft moans and a gentle ‘… fuuuck’. It was incredibly hot, and it all turned me on so much. She still turns me on in the same manner, don’t get me wrong, I was just so focused and concentrated in trying to turn her on and ensuring she enjoyed every moment of me.

I popped the clasp on her bra (which surprised her, for some reason) and ran my left hand up her shirt, eliciting more moans and gasps as I pinched and rolled her nipple in my fingers.. testing how hard I could squeeze and pull as I continued to kiss and lick her from earlobe to collarbone. She stopped me for a second to pull her unlatched bra off through her shirt, and I quickly pressed back into her, grinding my hips against her so she could feel how hard I was. She gripped my cock through my pants, squeezing to size me up, and she was already imagining how it would feel to have my rock hard cock filling her pussy up. I mean I was definitely beyond aroused at this point, so maybe I’m just projecting my overwhelming desire to fuck her silly. But I digress.

I mentioned that we should take this to my bedroom, and I led her down the hall to my bed. She laid down, and I climbed on all fours over her, kissing her quickly before making my way slowly down her neck, to my chest, and lightly nibbling her hard nipples through her shirt. “You don’t need this”, as I pulled her top over her head. I paused for a second to appreciate her breasts before I dove back down on them, kissing and biting one while pinching and squeezing the other. I could tell it was driving her wild. At this point we had been going at it for 20-30 minutes (Like I said, I enjoy teasing her), and both of us were ready for more. She clumsily undid my belt, unzipped my pants, and reached in to begin stroking my cock. I reprised by unbuttoning her jeans, and sliding a finger down the side of her underwear to feel how wet she was. In her own words, she was ‘a tsunami’. I wouldn’t disagree.

I pulled her pants off the rest of the way, leaving her only in her thong. I kissed my way back down her body, listening and paying attention to her reactions as my hands dug into her body. As I reached her still-clothed pussy, I closed my lips around her clit, rubbing it between top and bottom lip. She grasped and pawed at my head as she moaned heavily in response, and goddamn was it hot to see her unable to control herself. I pulled back to kiss at her thighs, slipped her thong off, and dropped back down to begin eating her out. My tongue had barely touched clit before she asked me to stop teasing her and give her my dick in a pleading voice that I had never heard before that moment. It was like a completely different person speaking to me; The normally assertive, and confident Anna was replaced with this hungrily submissive girl… vulnerable and desperate for sexual release. It was awesome, in the most literal sense… Entirely distracting, pulling me out of the moment as my brain tried to comprehend what was happening. It was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced in my life, and I still think about that moment regularly. It never fails to arouse me.

Anyhow, I move myself back up to face her as she grips my cock again and pulls it toward her pussy that is soaked with anticipation, telling me she wants me so bad. I ask her to prove it and bring my hips towards her face. She tells me to lie down, and she drops herself next to me, taking the head of my cock into her mouth, sucking and licking at the head. It felt amazing, and I very nearly came right then and there. She blows me for another 20-30 seconds before she tells me again she wants my cock. I pull her under me, and I feel my cock press between the lips of her pussy, and I only give her an inch or so before I pull back out a little… each time thrusting only a little further than last. She was so wet, and it felt so fucking good, it was hard to hold myself back from just dialing it up to 11 and just pounding her through my headboards right then and there. I repeat the teasing for a a few strokes, before I just push full strength into her, burying my cock to the base. I paused for a half second before I began to fuck her in earnest, slowly ramping up the speed and force with which I was pounding her. Anna was gasping, writhing, and moaning underneath me, hands running over my chest and shoulders (she rocks some fairly long nails…), sometimes scratching at me, other times trying to pull me closer. This went on for a few minutes before I stopped to pull her legs onto my shoulders, leaned back forward to press her knees towards her chest. It felt like I could pound her just that much deeper from this position, and I put myself to work before I was quickly interrupted when I felt a splash of wetness on my face. I paused for a second and asked “Did you just squirt? I didn’t know you were a squirter” “It hasn’t happened in years”. Which is basically the hottest answer you can give to my inquiry. Whew. I grabbed a towel to place under us (who wants to lie on the wet spot?) and I flip her over so that she can ride me. She bends down to kiss me, and instead I wrap my arms around her, bury my mouth into her neck and begin to thrust into her from below.

I eventually pulled her hips to the edge of the bed so that I could stand on the floor, and of course so that I could pound her even harder, hanging onto her legs and using them to build a rhythm and some strong momentum. I also used my thumb to play with her clit, but I honestly couldn’t tell if she approved, because the whole time she just sounded like she was having a fucking ball over there. I’m not complaning. I flipped her over, smacked her ass, and fucked her from behind some more, leaning forward to play with her breasts and kiss her back. I push her up onto the bed to the prone position so that I can continue to bone (rhymes!). I press my left hand around her neck, while my right hand holds her down, and I continue to just relentlessly pound her. It’s one of my favourite positions. Her pussy felt and sounded sopping wet as I continued to fuck her, and I knew she had squirted again.

It wasn’t long before I felt that sweet release flowing to the surface. I told her I was cumming and just moved myself up towards her face. She takes my cock between her lips without the slightest hesitation. I let out a desperate grunt, and I cum so fucking hard as I pressed my bursting cock into her mouth… I gasp for air as I drown in the pleasure of her tongue, lips, and mouth on my cock. I laid down beside her as we both caught our breaths. Goddamn it had been some time since I had cum that hard.

Blissful.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cmxdwn/how_she_turned_from_platonic_coworker_to_an