Laura had gotten a job at a busy worklace. It was an office job, sitting in an office all day, The building had multiple levels, three overground, one under. Down there was an archive, old files collecting dust and a few desks that could be worked at.
She worked in a small office that was meant for two people, therefore there were two desks. The room was lit up by one window, it was quite big, taking up almost half of the wall. Her office was situated along a long hallway, on the second story of the building, which meant that part of the building was relatively busy. People working obove and under her would take the stairs u or down to get to other parts of the buildings.
She would always hear people walking close to her office, the walls were thin and the doors were almost always kept open.
Sitting in an office all day, alone, wasn’t quite her fantasy of a career, but she just needed the job to earn some money to afford her rent.
She had some other activities otherwise, that would help her get some money, but she had just recently moved out of a appartment she shared with three other roommates, which reduced the rent to a really affordable price, but also robbed her of all her privacy.
Her apartment now was small but decent. It was enough fo her to live in, the neighbourhood wasn’T the best but it was managable.
So Laura spent a few weeks working herself into the job, it wasn’t a hard one to do, just typing up some legal letters, answering emails, etc.
This one day, early autumn, the sun was already starting to set. She usually would rather work a bit late and sleep into the day. Her hours were quite flexible, which was great for her.
She had been sitting in front of the screen for a few hours now, answering the usual mails and her eyes were starting to get a bit sore. She rubbed them and turned away from the bright screen to rest her eyes and mind for a few moments.
And there they were.
The thoughts.
Laura was a sexual person. Although, which was limiting her, she didn’t have any sexual partners at the moment. Actually she hadn’t had one in almost a year. Laura was in her early twenties, she has had a bunch of realtionships, however, most of them would only last a few months or weeks. .Probably because she didn’t feel right being in a commited relationship yet, she was spontaneous and loved to experiment.
So these thoughts were creeping into her mind.
After long hours of work she was seeking entertainment. Since it was late and only few people were left working in the building, she felt safe enough to lift her mood a bit.
Laura leaned back into the soft seat and stripped of her shoes. They were black, sleek boots, with a heel, but it was at a comfortable height for her to walk in a few hours at a time.
Relieved of the tension she has had in her feet, she curled her toes and watched the thin nylon of her sheer black pantyhouse move over them. Laura stretched her long legs, pointing her feet and moving her hands over her calves. She always loved how soft the nylon felt.
She turned around to the door to check how far open it was and moved her left leg to kick the door a bit so it would close a few inches more. The gap was now only about a few inches wide and gave some security. If anyone walked by they wouldn’t see Laura in her seat, as she was sitting in it slightly behind the door now.
As she was moving her legs and getting comfortable, she thought about her favorite scenarious that never failed to turn her on. Most of them included submission from her side and domination from an older man. She had never really dated anyone more than three years older than her, still she felt herself attracted to men in their 30s or 40s. She adored the settled and calm image that a lot of them portrayed.
Lauras nipples got hard under her thin blouse as she started to think about kneeling down in front of a man who would be able to fufill her fantasies. Her chest lifted as she arched her back a bit. The soft fabric was rubbing against her sensetive nipples and the stimulation made her bite her lip and close her eyes. There was no going back now. She already felt her pussy contracting a bit and getting wetter with every second that passed.
Laura was lucky she had a vivid imagination, she could watch her own fantasies in her mind as if they were pornos just made for her.
She tried to keep her breathing low, although no one would notice her heavy breathing even standing in front of the door. Laura licked her lips. She was craving a mans touch. Her breasts felt like they were about to burst out of her top. She finally gave in to her desires and pulled up her tight fitting skirt to her waist. She reached her hand down to stroke over her panties. They were definetly wet.
She needed it. So badly. Laura lifted her legs and spread them, placing her feet a few inches from her body. In her mind she already had a cock inside of her, fucking her deeper in to the chair.
Laura’s lips parted and released a small sigh.
She couldn’t wait anymore and pulled her panties aside. Her hands were moving inside her pantyhouse, it wasn’t the most comfortable, but if she pulled them down she wouldn’t get them up again in time if someone came in suddenly.
Laura rocked her hips from side to side, while her fingers were rubbing her throbbing clit. She let her head fall back and began rubbing herself faster. The juice was wetting most of her hand, the smell of her pussy was filling up the air around her.
She took two of her fingers and slid them inside of her. She was tight and wet. Laura felt the small contractions going through all of her body, she wanted to moan but held herself back.
“Fuck”, she thought. “Next time I need to bring a toy.”
Laura was fucking herself with her fingers, then rubbing her clit again, the chair was squeaking.
She had to move fast now, before she would get too loud.
Laura picked up the paste and felt that an orgasm was about to roll through all of her body.
Quickly she covered her mouth with her other hand, her eyes were rolling back.
Her pussy was contracting harshly and the orgasm took over Lauras body.
After she finished and put her clothes properly again, she went to the bathroom to freshen up her face and wash her dirty hands. Soon after that she packed her stuff and left the office building, to go home and and play a bit more. She was never satisfied after one round.
**2 days later**
The last two days had been normal workdays for Laura. After she came once again at home and all the exitement had settled, she relived the whole situation. Apart from her feeling a bit turned on again, she felt some shame in what she did.
Not ashamed enough though to make up even greater fantasies about fucking at work. Rather being fucked. Being used.
It was saturday. Once a month Laura would work a few extra hours on saturdays, which brought in a bit more money than the usual hours.
She would mostly be alone in the building. Alone meaning about 6 other people who took the same chances Laura took.
But her hallway and all the offices there were empty and they would stay like that for the whole day. It was around noon when Laura arrived. She settled into her seat after taking off her jacket. Her bag, bigger than usual, was situated right to her left, next to the chair. Where she could reach it easily.
She glanced to her bag and a tickling sensation went off in her head. A smile formed on her plump lips and she started the PC.
Yes, Laura had felt shame the other day. But her moral compass was a bit out of place sometimes. Usually not in a bad way. But the decisions she would make could sometimes purely be driven by lust, with no hesitation or thinking of the consequences.
The screen in front of her was coming to life and just before it turned completely bright, she saw her own reflection in it.
A black top with thin straps. Low cut, framing her cleavage as if it was a piece of art. Lauras breasts were full but still perky. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were clearly showing their shape through the fabric.
Her har was falling behind her shoulders, framing her upper body.
Laura started working on some mails and a few legal manuscripts.
After 40 minutes she had dealt with most of the important stuff.
“Time to treat myself”, she thought to herself and guided her hand into her bag.
As she had already grabbed it, she looked to the door to check if she was still alone. Of course she was, nobody could be here. The door was wide open. Anyone who would walk by would see everything in here.
Laura felt that turning her on. Her nipples hardened. Her little pussy started getting really wet. She was wearing a pair of pants today. The fabric in her crotch was rubbing against her clit. There were no panties.
A rush of lust and adrenalin went through Laura’s body as she realized once more where she was and what she was about to do.
“Whore” she thought to herself. “Fucking desperate whore.”
Laura stood up and bent down to the bag. She grabbed a dildo out of her bag. It wasn’t small. It had the color of flesh and looked pretty realistic. One of the pieces in her collection she was most proud to own. It had always felt so good.
It had a little base that could be stuck to any material like glass or tiles. But she wouldn’t need that exact funktion today.
Laura stood there, at her desk, holding a big dildo in her hands. Her mouth was already watering and she collected some saliva and spat in onto the the toy.
With all the images in her head her pussy was already throbbing. Awaiting the pleasure. Wanting to be stretched apart.
Laura needed it badly now. She placed the dildo on her chair and pulled down her pants. She was thinking about how to do it best.
“Fuck it.” she whispered and took them off completely, her bare pussy and ass now revealed. She was dripping from excitement. Her shoes were off too. She was only left wearing her top.
In one move Laura turned around to sit on the chair, whilst also reaching down to rub her sensetive clit.
She was wet enough now to take it without lube. Laura leaned forwards a bit, reached behind her back with one hand and grabbed the shaft of the dildo. With a smooth motion she leaned back, found her opening with the tip and let it slide in slowly but surely.
“Mhhh.”, she moaned silently. It felt so good. The fake dick was stretching her tight pussy and it gave her amazing stimulations. Just before her ass reached the soft cussion of the chair, she moved her hips up again, not taking it all yet.
Laura arched her back and grabbed the table in front of her. She started riding the dildo.
Laura forgot about all around her. She had been awaiting this. For a long time. She always knew she wanted this. Wanted it risky. Almost public. She was almost hoping to be caught.
Laura was making noise. She was alone her so she risked it.
“Mhhhfuuck”, she moaned a bit louder now. She loved being vocal. If it was a real cock she would’ve talked dirty to whoever fucked her. Begging to be fucked harder, deeper. To be used and taken.
Laura was riding faster now. Her hips were moving up and down, the top slowly rolling up and revealing her full breasts. They were bouncing with every thrust.
Laura gripped the table harder, with both hands. She was not close yet, she wanted to enjoy this.
A thought came to her mind.
She did what her brain told her just that second.
She grabbed the keyboard and went to the browser. She slowed down her hip movements but typed fast. Luckily every website was available here.
Finally. She found what she was looking for. She clicked on it and quickly also muted the video.
Laura was bound to the screen as she started fucking herself faster again. She watched the video she put on. She loved to watch men stroke their cocks. She loved seing them enjoy themselves, being pleased sexually.
She imagined herself being in this exact situation, just with a man in front of her, a man who would stroke his cock while watching her fuck herself. It made her go wild. Laura tried to see every drop of precum running down his shaft. She whished she could unmute it. But she was scared to do so.
Her body was running hot, her legs were starting to struggle to keep standing up. She felt tickles in her brain, little shocks running from her head to her spine. Through her pussy.
Her pussy was dripping intensly. Her juice was spreading on the chair. Every time her ass went down on it made little clapping noises. Her pussy was making noises too. It sounded like a cock pounding a wet cunt, just what wanted.
Laura held onto the table for support and sighed and moaned. It was just silent enough to only be heard in the next few offices probably. It was risky. If someone would walk by they would hear her moan, the pounding noises. Then they would see her beig almost completelyl naked, fucking a dildo on her offic chair, while watching porn and throwing her head back in pleasure.
She was now grabbing her tits with one hand, squeezing her nipples, they were aching for attention.
Her pussy was already squeezing intensly, trying to grip the cock and suck all the cum out of it. God she needed it. She wanted to be filled up. She wanted to feel hot sticky cum inside of her and then running down the cock while still fucking it up and down. She needed a real cock. A real man. Someone who would do her rough, treat her like a street whore.
“ohh fuckkk” Laura whined, she felt her orgasm coming closer.
She was still watching the man jerk himself off, she didn’t want to take her eyes off it.
She took it as a challenge to see when he would cum and then cum at the same time.
Drool was almost running out of her mouth while she watched him stroke harder and faster. The precum was running down his shaft, lubing up his whole cock even more.
“Ahhh, please, just… fuckk… ohh godmmh” Laura’s body was aching to cum, she was fucking herself to the edge and she wouldn’t last much longer, she knew that.
She thrusted her hips up and down, slightly going side to side at the same time, she was gonna cum.
Laura watched him still stroking and tried to hold back her orgasm. She couldn’t. She had been on the edge for too long.
She covered her mouth and came all over the chair. Her moans were muted through her hand but muffled scream-like sounds must’ve been audible in her office. She was shaking and trembling as she sat down on the chair, the dildo still inside of her. Her head was filled with a thick numbness and goosebumps covered her. Her pussy was still contracting and squeezing the soft silicone. Laura was a complete mess. Sitting there in her chair, naked, just the top that had ridden up all the way and revealed all of her chest.
She was staring at the screen, where the man finished with his last strokes and came all over the place. His thick white cum spotting his belly and parts of his thighs.
Laura craved licking it all up and swallowing it. But she was also a little disappointed that she didn’t manage to hold back herself.
The video ended after a few seconds and Laura managed to move her arms and hands to close the tabs on her screen before anything could happen.
The dildo was still resting inside of her. Slowly Laura got up on her feet again, almost tripping over, her pussy letting loose of the grip it had around the toy and as she moved up it slipped out of her, still slightly bouncing forth and back. Laura looked at it. It was covered in her juices and a bit of cream.
She suddenly had the urge to lick it clean, as if someone was telling her to lick clean his cock after he came. So she turned and got on her knees, embracing her sore pussy and ass, then shoved her mouth over the dildo, taking it as deep as she could without gagging. She tasted her sweet juices and tried to get it all cleaned with moving her tongue over the shaft while throating it as deep as possible. She couldn’t do it all the way yet, still had to practice.
As she was finished she wiped all the wetness off her mouth with her hand and then just stood there for a few moments, like in trance.
As she came back to reality again she quickly scanned the floor for her clothes and picked them up, putting them on without cleaning herself, she had to get out of here now. She picked up her bag and and jacket and preceeded to run out of the door, when she saw the toy still left there on the wet chair. She quickly stromed back, shoved it into her bag and then managed to calm down a bit.
She heard steps from what felt like quite a distance and was happy that that only happened now. She also had forgotten to turn off the PC, which she did now, and then calmly, but with some speed, walked out of her office. She noticed the dirty floor on the hallways, someone had spilled some of their water or whatever it was, and made her way out of the building. She got into her car and drove off back home, where she wanted to take a shower to clean herself. She would definetly have to work off the missing hours next week, but now, weekend.
(To be continued)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/n13y8d/dominated_in_the_office_mf_rough_public