No sex but stayed slutty with a colleague [MF]

Things haven’t been sexy since the city went into semi lockdown. All of reddit is becoming *crazy* horny and I’m no exception. I’m one of those people stuck with a boss that doesn’t want to stop operations and be liable to pay salaries without things moving. So what can a slut do to get some action ‘legally’?

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I’m still required to go to the office some days and that means I get to be on the bus. Or the train. Mmm cue the little flashbacks of some shinkansen hentai. Some are too violent but the prospect of getting off in a semi exposed way…

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I could do it with someone in the office. Except I hadn’t worked on getting anyone between my legs before this.

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You know what they say; desperate times call for desperate measures.

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This guy Tony. Chinese guy, 26, about 165-170cm, skinny frame. Very into the kpop look but not as ‘prettyboy’ as they get. Cute AF. Doesn’t really have good English but when you get used to dumbing down your own English to get by in Singapore, it’s not really a problem.

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I figure he’s the easiest to chat with since he’s pm-ed me a few times over the 2 yrs I’ve worked here. We weren’t anything close to friendly at this point. So I play it coy and say I kinda like him. The usual Carly Rae Jepsen vibe. And *surprise, surprise*, he says I’m not his body type. His exact words were “you’re not my type, I like fit and thicc girls”. Then he sends me an insta link for womensbest.

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Usually, that’s where dudes slam the brakes and shut up faster than push start car. But he keeps talking when I talk. When I ask Tony about that he says he’s never come across a girl who puts the moves on him. I tell him it’s because he goes after demure girls expecting to rule their world and train them to his sexual will; but I *already* have a sexual will of my own.

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By the end of the first week I’ve sent him my old pics and he admits to jacking off to them. He asks if I’d be willing to send more, I tell him what I tell everyone else; “I don’t enjoy taking pics”.

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Week 2 – he asks me every day if I touched myself, and I tell him no. That stuff is reserved for guys who earn time with my body. And then on the weekend we did some mutual masturbation with voice only. He’s shy about having moaned for me. *(hehehe)*

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Week 3 – I start stealing little chances to run my hand over his shoulders. When I check if he’s okay with that, he says please don’t let anyone see. This guy likes something, just not all of me. I start giving him ideas of how he can have me. In the office, or at his place, or in a carpark. He sends me some pixellated clip of a couple doing a not so nice quickie in a staircase. Lol. He thinks being seen by people *I can’t see* is a deal breaker.

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Week 4 – I get assigned to work from home all week. He says dang, the office is empty now and nobody would know if we snuck into the toilets for a while. Jackpot!

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Week 5 – I’m back at the office and he tells me to get in the toilet. I’m nervous because I don’t know what he wants to do. I lean against the wall and smile at him. He comes closer and I touch his hip. He leans in to kiss me. I let out a moan sort of in surprise. He must’ve liked it because he starts rubbing my clit through my pants and panties. He leans back to watch my face. I look away, genuinely shy about his sudden interest. He pulls down my top and sinks his head in my boobs a while. I’m groping his little hard on and he whispers noooo. We kiss a little more and he says he has to go.

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Woo! That was a hot 5 mins.

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Over the next few days I egg him on to try and make him do more. He doesn’t work up the courage until 3 days later. This time I was wearing a dress. He kept his mask up and said his room mate was coughing and he didn’t want to risk passing shit to me. He went straight for my pussy. Barely a minute passed and he already slid my panties aside. Seems like he means business today.

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Tony: you’re so wet.

Me: yeah, because of you.

Tony: why

Me: I was waiting for you.

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And with that he went for it. 2 fingers went in and furiously thrashed around. He’d been going on and on about squirting and he wanted to make me squirt. I was getting closer to cumming and my knees felt wobbly. I didn’t allow myself to moan but he wanted to hear it so he leaned in close. I put my forehead on his shoulder and helped him with that.

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I clenched my pussy shut and he asked if I was cumming. I said not yet. He kept going and I knew I had to cum with him looking straight at me. So I looked in his eyes for 3 seconds. I cummed on his hand, gasped for breath, let my eyes roll up. He seemed not to believe he did it. He asked if I had an orgasm. I said yes. I saw him smile. He moved to wash his hand and I did my best to wipe my wetness away and put my soaked panties back in place. Tony left in a hurry but I seized the opportunity to tease him. He told me his dick stayed hard until he got to the first customers office. I just knew I could push him more.

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Week 6 – This week we did more of the same another 2 times. He’d ask how he could make me cum faster and how to make it better for me. I’d tell him how because I was horny and this was the closest I was getting to anything sexy. The second time was a little extra though. I cared less about being heard because it was time to step it up. I moaned and thought about Henry Cavill’s low *grunt* in The Witcher. It worked. Tony said I was extra wet somehow. I did my best to stroke him but hey, a girl has to chase her orgasm. I cummed on his hand again while moaning on his neck. Mmmm sometimes trying harder works just as well.

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He asked if I would mind sucking his dick. Apparently he still doesn’t know what I’m *like*. I squatted down and he pulled his little dick out. I love big dicks but when it comes to blowing a guy who is on the smaller side, it’s so much easier to do well. I can swirl my tongue around the tip faster. I can suck with less effort. I can go longer without hurting my jaw. But none of that mattered. Tony was moaning louder than I was. I looked up at him and he gave me that telltale strained face. Oh how little it takes to encourage me. I hadn’t even taken him to the hilt yet. I pulled him in by the buttcheek. I saw the shadow of his hand darting to the wall to brace. His gasp sounded high and shocked; just the way I like it. I pushed further so he could feel where my throat began and my tongue ended. I didn’t care how much of his pubes got in my nose. I heard him say he was cumming. He tried to pull out but I wasn’t done giving him the blow of the month. I hooked my elbow around his thigh from between his legs and kept going. His voice got higher pitched and he held my head for the big finish. I held my breath and kept the suction on. He filled my mouth with a big shudder in his thighs.

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I spit into the toilet bowl. He told me my face is super red. Then he thanked me.

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Week 7 – I’m working from home again. He sent me a picture of the condom section in the convenience store. I guess he misses me.

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Week 8 – so by now I worked out that if I’m wearing a dress it plays into his fantasy and I have to go in to work early because he gets skittish about people seeing him hang around when he’s usually the first to go get his jobs done for the day. On Monday he said too many people were around. Yesterday we both got in early and he didn’t make a move so I decided to make him miss it instead of helping him create an opportunity.

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Tony: should have done it earlier.

Me: yeah why didn’t you do it.

Tony: …

Me: do you want to try again tomorrow?

Tony: could you come early again?

Me: If I come in early, you don’t get to deny me.

Tony: ok, see you tomorrow.

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I walk in, trying my best to be silent in case some people are napping. We get into the toilet with a full 20 minutes to spare. He tells me to take my panties off. I hang it on the door knob. I’m already noisily wet and that makes him happy. He rubs my clit and I rest my head on the wall, eyes closed so he can enjoy the show. He doesn’t know how much he’s improved in 2 months and I shudder to the first little orgasm. He misses it entirely. I slip my hand into his low cut jeans. They’re a little looser than usual and I manage to get half my hand in there to stroke him. My thumb on the outside, 4 fingers against his foreskin. I feel his fingers slip into me, curling up like I told him to. My fluids are sloshing but not dripping. I guess he got annoyed with my hand because he told me I can always open his jeans. He does it for me anyway and I get to stroking to match his hand digging into my wet aching pussy. Somehow he’s found my gspot and I’m clenching and cumming. I manage to look at him and tell him yesss. My knees are weaker but I push against the wall behind me and spread wide. Thankfully he takes the cue and finger fucks me more.

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After I cum a third time he steps back and I squat down. 2 dollops of his cum drip from his dick and he says ohh shittt. I don’t care if he’s done. I’m going to suck that dick. I lick the strand still dangling from his dick. Sucking on just the tip gradually stronger until he steps forward from the pull. I know he’s probably really close so I go hard immediately. His dick plunges into my mouth. My tongue is pressing it against the roof of my mouth. I don’t get to escalate it further because he cums again after 8 strokes or so. His moans tell me it felt better than the last bj I gave him.

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We clean up and head out just before more people walk in. He doesn’t realise his voice stayed a tiny bit higher pitch for a while. I text him to let him know. He says his mind is fogging up and “making the brain stupid”. Hahaha. I try to console him and say I’m that way too, but after 20 mins I’m super alert.

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I guess this is how I stayed slutty during a time when everyone is hiding at home from the virus.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gelq2v/no_sex_but_stayed_slutty_with_a_colleague_mf