Daydreams

I want to preface this short erotic story by noting that although I like to explore these fantasies, please never instigate sexual activity without all parties complete voluntary informed consent ♥️

(Also I wrote this at my desk at work so it might not be amazing but I thought it was a hot story!)

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There he was again, leaning against the brick wall at the train station entrance, lost in his newspaper and sipping on his coffee. I watched eagerly as he took a sip, first blowing through the small hole in the coffee cup lid to cool it down, then taking a gulp. The coffee wasn’t the only thing that was hot, that was for sure.

I watched him from the other side of the entrance, attempting to draw out every drag of my cigarette so I had an excuse to stand around and watch him. He was dressed smart so it was clear he had some sort of fancy job, but it wasn’t his expensive shoes or his tailored suit that caught my eye…. it was the bulge in his pants. I forced myself to stop staring but it was so difficult not to stare.

I couldn’t help imagining myself walking past him, going over the ash tray attached to the wall near to where he was standing. I could go to put the butt in the tray, but accidentally drop it, having to bend down in front of him to pick it up…… I closed my eyes letting the scene play out, him grabbing my waist while I’m bent over, and rubbing his crotch against my ass.

I startled myself as a moan escaped my mouth – I opened my eyes and realised he had gone. Smiling sadly, I made my way to the platform where my train was waiting already.

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Even by lunch time the thoughts of the morning were still racing through my mind on repeat. I had even had to cross my legs during my mid morning meeting in order to try and control the throbbing between my thighs. I was scared that I would end up leaving a wet patch if I didn’t get my shit together.

As soon as lunch time came around I grabbed my stuff and darted towards the toilet, determined to finish myself off, when I felt someone pull at my waist, dragging me into the corner.

“Hey”, he whispered in my ear. I looked up. It was my colleague, Zac. Younger than me, with that kind of cocky attitude all the recent graduates had, I had known it was a mistake when I had fucked him a few weeks back. But we had both stayed late, and it had felt right at the time. He wasn’t exactly good, or experienced, but me taking over seemed to satisfy him to the point where he wouldn’t leave me alone now.

I sighed, about to push him away, when an evil thought came to mind. Who said I had to look at him? I could use him to play out my fantasy, pretend that he is Mr Bulge from the station.

Finding myself incredibly turned on once again, I pushed Zac off me in a playful way, walking away but indicating with a sly smile that he should follow me. Walking over to conference room 2, I unlocked the door. Anyone in middle management could use the room, and it was often used for napping or getting away from the noise. In other words, it was perfect for some undisturbed time alone…

It couldn’t wait any longer. I pushed Zac down onto a chair, and told him to stay quiet and let me show him a good time. He obliged smirking, and I could already see his dick getting hard under his trousers. I smiled. It was time to enjoy my fantasy.

I walked over to where Zac was sitting, dropping my keys on the floor. “Oops” I said with a sickly sweet smile, and bent over to pick them up, letting my ass wiggle in front of him. I could hear him react, grunting under his breath.

“I wanna fuck you so bad” he went to say, but quickly I silenced him. I didn’t need him ruining things for me. Bending over further, I rubbed myself up against him, enjoying the feeling of his hard dick against my skirt. Knowing it wouldn’t take long for Zac to try and take over, I slowly lifted my skirt, revealing to him my little lace panties. He groaned, grabbing me with force by the waist and forcing his dick inside me. I smiled and moaned as he slid it in, my pussy already dripping wet from my daydreams throughout the morning.

He pulled me back and forth, bouncing me on his dick. I grinded down on him as deep as possible, feeling the length of his cock pounding me, each stroke bringing me closer to orgasm. I slid a finger down towards my clit and starting slowly rubbing it in sync with Zac’s heavy pounding. I closed my eyes, imagining I was in front of the station being fucked so hard by the man with the bulge, people staring at us as we both moaned with no care for who might hear or see, until he would explode with cum, filling me up deep and slapping my ass hard.

“Wow, you came quickly” said Zac, snapping me back to reality. I turned around disoriented, realising had already came all over the place, and feeing my own pussy I realised so had I. I smiled, pulled up my panties and walked out, forgetting about Zac.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m7udmw/daydreams