*All people and events in this story are fictional.*
My name is Max. Here is a brief description of me: I’m in my mid-20s now, and am an average dude in terms of looks. Pale, white skin, brown hair, green eyes, and around six feet tall. I would objectively rate myself a 5 or 6 on looks. I make up for my looks with the fact that I am a happy and confident person. I’ve only dated a couple of women in my life, and usually go three-four years of being single before having relationships that last for around three years or so. I’m kind of a nerdy guy, and enjoy playing video games and watching movies with friends in my spare time. I’m also relatively introverted, but I get along pretty well with others, even if I don’t know them. Looking from the outside in, you’d never be able to tell that I once had hot freaky sex with a coworker, and that I’ve never experienced sex as pleasurable since then. I’ll tell you the details about this sex session now.
I made the mistake of majoring in English literature in college, which unfortunately gave me poor job prospects when I started working in the real world. I managed to end up, by some miracle, working as a newspaper journalist for the Boston Globe. I managed to like my work, for the most part. To be fair, some days were more boring than others, but overall the work was satisfying and fulfilling to me. The pay wasn’t amazing, but enough to pay the bills and I also received benefits that were okay enough. I worked in a cubical with others in neighboring ones, and I was friends with a few people around the office.
Overall, I liked everything about my job, except for one aspect. One of my coworkers, Jenna, was an absolute asshole to me. She was about my age, but she had started about a year earlier than me at the newspaper. She was actually really beautiful, in terms of her looks. She was a second generation Asian-American, as her grandparents had immigrated to the US from Japan. She had beautiful black eyes that were accentuated by her black eyeliner. She had jet-black hair, which she always wore up in a ponytail. She also usually wore a nice pair of silver hoop earings, and also bright red lipstick and a small amount of foundation. Whenever she talked, you could see her teeth were perfectly straight and very white. She dressed quite professionally, wearing a classy pair of black high heels, black pantyhose, a black pencil skirt, and a button-down collared shirt, usually a light pastel color like blue, purple, or pink. She also had long nails, which were always perfectly painted red and we’re manicured into a stiletto shape. I’d be lying if I said that her body wasn’t absolutely perfect as well; her legs were super long and very sexy, and I couldn’t help but glance at her perfect ass everytime she walked by. And her tits were absolutely incredible, and had to be at least C-cups as they usually strained the fabric of her button-down shirts. Despite how sexy she looked, she had an ugly personality, so overall I was completely turned off by her.
I’ll give a few examples of how she treated like shit by her:
1) Around our small subsection of the office, we would rotate between me and four others (including Jenna) who would grab coffee for everyone each morning. I was assigned to Tuesday mornings, while Jenna was assigned to Wednesday mornings. We would all write our orders on a whiteboard in the common area so that the person who was assigned to bring in the coffee knew what to get. When I brought in coffee for everyone for the first time, I managed to get all the orders right, except for Jenna’s. She had wanted a cappuccino with half the normal chocolate, a pump of hazelnut flavoring, and a pinch of sweetener. I made the mistake of asking for vanilla flavoring instead of hazelnut. When I gave it to her, she took a sip, and immediately spit it out right into my face; coffee dripped down all over my clothes, ruining my shirt. “What the fuck, Max; how stupid are you? My coffee order was so simple a child could have ordered it correctly. But you are clearly and idiot; next time, you should actually read the whiteboard and memorize my order. It is the same thing every week. Figures the new guy is a complete fuck-up.” She then walked away from the group as she tossed her mostly-full coffee into the nearest trash can. The rest of my coworkers told me not to take it personally, she was like this with everyone and that anytime anybody made even the most minor mistakes, she’d chew them out.
2) The next time I managed to piss her off again was about a week or two after I had started the job. We were working on a story about how certain sections of the Boston subway system would be closed due to maintenance. During our lunch break, I cracked a joke with the other three people around our sub office, while she continued working at her cubicle. I don’t remember what the joke was, but my other coworkers found it funny, except for Jenna. “Wow, congratulations, Max, you should clearly quit your job here and go be a stand-up comedian. No, really, do us all a favor, and go do something that you would actually be able to contribute to society. Your humor is honestly pretty lame, but at least some chumps would find you funny. At any rate, you’d clearly be better suited to that line or work than what you do here… which is absolutely nothing. You’re writing is garbage, I’m honestly embarrassed for you. It’d be easier for us all if you went home and jacked off instead of coming into work, so that way we wouldn’t have to correct everything you write.” I realized that I’d never be able to win with Jenna, and everyone around the office felt the same as I did. I learned not to let it bother me, and my strategy was to interact with her as little as possible and for the most part just ignore her presence.
3) The last example I’ll give that stands out to me was one I actually felt pretty bad about, but it wasn’t even my fault. I had used up the water for our sub-office, and was replacing the water jug, when Jenna walked by to go to the copy room to print a rough draft of a story she was working on. I couldn’t help but stare at her sexy ass, even though I strongly disliked her, as she walked by. Damn, it was so hot, the way it swayed while she walked arrogantly around in her heels. At any rate, I went back to replacing the jug, and realized that I didn’t even have a replacement one nearby. I went out into the main-office to grab one, and walked all the way back to the sub-office, where I started replacing the water jug. Because I had been gone for 5 minutes or so, Jenna had finished printing her rough draft, and happened to be walking back to her cubicle as I was inserting the new jug. This is when disaster struck; she was walking, as arrogantly as she always did, while reading her draft. She therefore wasn’t watching where she was going, and I was placing the new jug in, she walked directly into me. I didn’t see her coming until I was already falling over, the water jug still in my hand. The water went absolutely everywhere, soaking both me and her. To make matters even worse, as I was caught off guard and I tried to stop myself from falling over, I had reached out with one of my hands trying to grab something; unfortunately, without me even knowing until we were both on the ground and in shock, I had grabbed her right breast really hard with my right hand. After the whole fiasco, a second of absolute deathly silence passed. I knew I was in trouble when her face started to turn more and more red, and I could see her visibly gritting her teeth. I looked down and saw where my hand was, and quickly removed it; I could’ve sworn I felt that her nipple was pierced through her soaked shirt and bra, and normally that would’ve given me an instant boner, except that this situation was about to turn ugly. “FOR FUCK’S SAKE, MAX. YOU FUCKING IDIOT. YOU CAN’T EVEN CHANGE THE WATER AROUND THE OFFICE! WERE YOU DROPPED ON YOUR HEAD AS AN INFANT OR SOMETHING? I’M LITERALLY INCAPABLE OF UNDERSTANDING HOW A STUPID FUCKING LOSER LIKE YOU MADE IT THIS FAR IN LIFE. GOD, IT’S A FUCKING MIRACLE THAT YOU TIE YOUR SHOES EVERY MORNING.” She took this opportunity to stand up, and I did as well. “YOU REALIZE THAT YOU JUST RUINED MY SHIRT RIGHT? YOU GODDAMN ASSHOLE. ALSO, ARE YOU A FUCKING 18 YEAR OLD BOY? NEVER FELT UP A GIRL BEFORE? I BET THIS IS THE FIRST TIT YOU’VE EVER FELT, BECAUSE YOU’RE SUCH A LOSER THAT I’D BE ASHAMED AND EMBARRASSED FOR ANY WOMAN WHO LET GET TO SECOND BASE. IF YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN, I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU. YOU’RE LUCKY I’M IN A GOOD MOOD TODAY AND THAT I WON’T REPORT YOU TO HR FOR SEXUAL HARASSMENT. NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT, YOU FUCKING SCUM!” Needless to say, after that interaction, that was the last straw for me. I was going to go to management and ask to switch to a different sub office, or I was going to quit.
The next day, I went to the senior editor to talk about the issues I was having regarding Jenna. “Look Max, we honestly don’t really care if you guys get along or not, but you have to be able to work together and both of you need to be able to do your jobs. At the end of the day, it’s up to you guys to resolve conflicts. We’ve known for awhile that Jenna is a difficult person to work with; you’re not the first person to complain to us about her. But she’s a damn good writer and an amazing journalist, and her work is too valuable to us for us to let her go. She’s more of an asset to the Boston Globe than she is a liability, so you’re just going to have to make this work.” When I mentioned that I was probably going to give my two-weeks notice, the editor replied: “don’t be hasty, Max. Tell you what, I’ll give you a 10% pay raise; you’re clearly a good journalist, and in spite of the Jenna situation, you’ve been writing good stories and we’d like to keep you around. Why don’t you take the night to think about it?” Honestly, a 10% pay raise sounded pretty good; I’d be able to save money and actually start making a real dent in my student loan debt. But I just couldn’t work there anymore; as I was walking back to my desk, I knew that I was going to give my two-weeks notice tomorrow anyways.
Later that evening, it was time for me to head home and make dinner. I took the elevator down to the parking garage, and was walking toward my old beat up Volkswagen. I paused my walking for a moment when I saw Jenna standing next to a car that was parked right next to mine. She looked extremely pissed, and I pieced together that she was having car trouble. I debated taking the subway home that night, until I realized I couldn’t because the route I needed to take was closed off due to the construction. Dammit; I was going to have to awkwardly drive away with her being pissed off in my vicinity. I decided it was best to just rip off the band-aid and just get it over with as quickly as possible.
As I was approaching my car, she turned and noticed me, and rolled her eyes when I started unlocking my car door. “Oh great, now you’re here, just to make my shitty day even worse fantastic. Also, figures that you drive a car for juveniles and degenerates. I just ignored her and started getting into my car. I was about to close my door when she said: “Wait. I can’t believe I’m asking this, because I hate your guts, but I honestly see no other way. My car won’t start, and they can’t even get a person out until tomorrow morning to look at it. Could you give me a ride to a hotel or something? I’ll reimburse you for the gas, especially because with your income, and judging by your shitty car, I doubt you can afford it anyways.”
I honestly don’t know why, but I just said: “Sure. I’m quitting in two weeks anyways so it doesn’t even matter to me anymore. Soon I’ll be at a better job and I won’t have to interact with you anymore.” For a moment, she seemed genuinely surprised that I said yes, and she also seemed surprised that I was quitting. However, she quickly changed her tune when she started getting into the passenger seat: “well, I always knew you couldn’t hack it; figures you’d be a pussy and quit. Oh well, at least you won’t be around to fuck up my days anymore.”
The drive to the hotel was… awkward, more for her than me. I was actually enjoying the peaceful silence for once. Not talking to her at all was much better than hearing her say anything to me, as it was always super rude and negative. As I pulled up to a parking space in the hotel she requested I drive her to she reached over her shoulder to get her bag… Only, it wasn’t there. “Fuck. I left my bag at my desk. Just great. Now I can’t even pay for this hotel-” before I could finish, my car sputtered and the engine died. “Ahh shit”, I said, as I frantically started to try to start the car, but it just wouldn’t. “Well, now I can’t even drive home. I guess I’ll have to stay here at the hotel tonight too. I’ll just pay for rooms for both of us, and have you reimburse me before I quit in the next couple weeks. Sound good?”. “Fine, whatever.” she said.
When we walked into the reception, the receptionist greeted us: “good evening, did you have a reservation?” “No” I replied, “I would like to book two hotel rooms, one for me and one for her.” “Absolutely sir, let me check what we have available… ahh, I’m sorry, but there’s only one room available. You can book it if you two don’t mind sharing.”
Jenna immediately looked over at me: “absolutely not”, she said to me. I replied: “well, I’m going to book the room. Whether or not you share it with me is up to you, but I’m sleeping in a bed tonight.” “Fuck you” she said, “fine, I’ll just share this room with you; I don’t want to sleep on the streets, although sleeping in the same room as you isn’t much better.”
We got up to the room, and when we entered, we saw that there was only one bed. “No way” Jenna immediately said. “You can take the couch, you’re not sharing a bed with me, though I bet you’d like to, you fucking pervert. I’m going to take a shower now, and then I’m going to sleep.
She was in the bathroom taking a shower for around 30 min. In the meantime, I had set up the couch by pulling it out and had grabbed one blanket and a pillow. Since she was in the bathroom, I quickly removed my shirt, socks, and pants so I was down to my boxers, and quickly got under the blanket.
I heard the bathroom door creak open and heard Jenna say: “Max, I know you’re a fucking pervert, but I swear to God if you turn around I’m going to strangle you. I’m coming out now and I’ll let you know when you’re allowed to turn around once I’m under the covers.” I heard her heels clank against the floor, and I was surprised that she would be wearing heels after a shower, until I realized that she didn’t want to walk barefoot on the rug of the hotel room, which I also always avoided doing so as not to get athlete’s foot.
I don’t know why I did it, but I think I had a “fuck it all, I don’t care anymore” attitude. When she was about halfway from the bathroom to the bed, I decided that this was my chance to see her sexy body. So I turned over in my bed and got a good look at her. I wasn’t at all prepares for what she was wearing.
Her hair was down, instead of the usual ponytail; she still had her makeup on, as she didn’t have a bag of toiletries with her with a removal kit with her, so she was just going to sleep with it still on I guess. But now, she was only wearing her black heels. She had on a high cut red g-string and a matching red lace bra. My dick was rock hard instantaneously, I just couldn’t help but be turned on by her even though I’d come to hate her (and she clearly hated me). She saw me look at her, and she stopped walking in shock of my bold move. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Are you checking me out? Of course you are; look, you pervert, you wouldn’t be able to handle all of this” she said, as her hands went up and squeezed her tits together mockingly “you’re pathetic, and there’s no way you’ll ever get to be with a woman as hot as me. Besides, I think white guys are fucking stupid; I only fuck Japanese guys since they actually understand my culture.”
At this point, I was not only horny, but I was angry. I’m a patient person, but Jenna had really fucking brought me to the edge of my patience. I wasn’t going to tolerate this shit anymore. I was sick and tired of being walked all over and insulted by her. I stood up and threw off my blanket and started walking over to her until I stopped inches from her face. “You think I couldn’t fucking handle you? Well look at my cock, bitch!” She looked down and saw how my 9-inch dick strained against my boxers; her eyes got momentarily wide before she looked back up at me in anger. “No, the reality is that you couldn’t handle my massive dick and what it would do to you. You just feel the need to put me down all the time because you’re compensating for the fact that no men want to have sex with you. You’re hot, but you’re nothing more than a fucking bitch.”
“Congratulations on finally not being a pussy and standing up to me, Max! But you think no men want to fuck me? Well clearly you’re wrong. It’s obvious to me you want my coochie wrapped around your pathetic dick. Besides, you’re probably shitty at sex and don’t know how to actually please a woman. Boring.”
“You know what Jenna? I want to fuck the ever living shit out of you until you pass out, so why don’t you try me, bitch?”
She paused, clearly surprised at how bold I was. She looked me up and down one more time. Suddenly, before I even knew what happened, her hand was on my ass and her other hand had pulled my head violently toward her so that my lips met hers with such force that it hurt. I reacted after my shock wore off and I started to make out with her hard. I threw her against the wall, and the force of it knocked a painting off the wall and shattered the glass as it hit the floor I started to absolutely manhandle her breasts in my hands. She in turn dug her fingernails into my back and started scratching it up; it fucking hurt, which somehow turned me on while simultaneously pissing me off even more. She was biting my lip pretty hard, and at some point she bit a little too hard because I could taste a little bit of blood, but I just didn’t care anymore.
She was moaning hard into my mouth, when I suddenly grabbed her bra with one hand and yanked it off so hard that it ripped her bra and suddenly exposed her tits to me. She gasped I pleasure as I did this and bit into my neck. Her sexy brown nipples were both pierced with barbells. I couldn’t resist, but with my hand I pinched her left nipple hard while I put her right nipple in my mouth and started to bite her nipple, rough enough that it was simultaneously uncomfortable and pleasurable for her but not so hard that it actually hurt her. “OH MY GOD, MAX! FUCKING BITE MY NIPPLES!!!” She thrust her hand down my boxers and started to violently play with my balls; while it hurt a lot, the pleasure I felt far outweighed it. I grunted and I continued to really bite her nipples hard until I moved back to making out with her with manhandling her big breasts and her sexy ass with my hands.
In the heat of the moment, one of my hand made it down to her drenched red g-string, and I started to rub her pussy really hard. She had started violently stroking my cock, so hard that my balls were bouncing really hard against her hand (which hurt like hell) and we were both grunting and moaning in pleasure in each other’s mouths as we made out and masturbated each other.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I was going to fuck her until she passed out from the combination of pain and pleasure. I was about to throw her against the bed, but she must’ve had the same idea because she turned me around and rammed me into the same wall I had pinned her up against. My head hit the wall hard enough that it definitely really hurt, and this made me even more turned on and angry. She went to her knees, now only in her g-string and heels, and ripped my boxers to my ankles as she did this. She put her middle finger of her right hand in her mouth, drenching it in spit, and what happened next both surprised me, hurt, and brought me to a new level of pleasure I didn’t know was possible, all at the same time. She took her middle finger and shoved it straight into my asshole, and started making the ‘come here motion’; this was my first time ever having my prostate stimulated, and immediately my dick was harder than it’d ever been in my life. I started absolutely squirming in pleasure; I’d never had a woman’s finger up my ass before, and surely I’d been missing out. I didn’t even notice that her finger nail had scratched my anus a little bit while she was jamming it in my ass, because I was lost in ecstasy at this point.
With her other hand she started stroking my cock violently. Then, she suddenly rammed my dick all the way down her throat, gagging on my nine-inch pole as she did so. Her hand moved from my shaft to my balls as she did this, and she started to roughly fondle them. She started bobbing her head up and down rapidly on my shaft, deepthroating it everytime she went down. The room was filled with sounds of my grunts of pleasure, her gagging making a “gluck gluck gluck” sound as she was deepthroating my dick, and her sexy moans as she was getting me off with one finger up my ass and my cock down her throat. She quickly put a second finger up my asshole, and was now using two to prod my prostate with each “come here” motion.
“Fuck, Jenna!! You’re going to make me cum!!!” I shouted. She started deepthroating me even faster as I said this and somehow fingered my prostate even more violently. I blacked out for a second as I started cumming. When I came back to, I was spurting all of my jizz in her mouth, as she had moved to sucking the tip of my cock while swirling her tongue around it, and her fingers were still wiggling against my prostate. When I was done cumming, I said “Ahh fuck, you slut! Swallow my spunk!” She obeyed, opening her mouth to let me see that my sperm had filled up her mouth, and the only thing in her mouth more white-colored than my cum was her teeth. She closed her mouth while looking up into my eyes, swallowed my cum, and opened her mouth again while sticking out her tongue for me to see she had swallowed it all. She also took her fingers out of my ass, and stood back up to start making out with me again. At this point, My dick was still rock hard.
I threw her onto the bed, and ripped her g-string down to her ankles. She was on all fours; I was going to take her doggystyle. Her pussy was so tight, but it was absolutely drenched. I suddenly rammed my cock into her pussy. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!” she screamed as my dick went directly against her cervix. I grabbed her hair with my left hand and started pulling it hard, such that she arched her back and her head move slightly toward me. With my other hand I started to gently choke her. She gasped in absolute pleasure as I started to pump into and out of her, faster and faster, each time shoving my dick balls deep and splitting open her vagina. “Is that the best you can fuck me?” She gasped “I fucking hate you, Max. So FUCK me like you hate me!”
I couldn’t take it anymore. She was pissing me off and I was so turned on it was like I wasn’t even in control of what I was doing. I managed to pump into and out of her even harder and faster; “thump thump thump thump thump” was the noise the bed started making as it was whacking into the wall, while our flesh smacked together and her pussy squelched with each pump of my rod. She wasn’t going to last long, and frankly, neither was I. After about 30 seconds of fucking her harder than I thought I was capable of and the bed being dangerously close to breaking apart, I started groaning loudly in pleasure. I was going to cum, so far into Jenna that my spunk would force its way all the way up into her fallopian tubes with the force of my ejaculation. “AHH! FUCK YOU JENNA, YOU FUCKING BITCH! I’M FILLING UP YOUR SLUTTY CUNT WITH MY SPERM!” As I screamed this, she started cumming too: “OH FUCK, MAX, YOU ASSHOLE! FILL ME UP WITH YOUR SPUNK!” Her vagina pulsated super hard around my dick, and it was incredibly pleasurable as any remaining jizz was violently squeezed from my dick into her pussy.
At this point, we were both exhausted, but somehow I was still rock hard. After a couple seconds of us both heavily panting, she suddenly threw me on my back off the bed and on to the floor. I was surprised and the wind was knocked out of me because I definitely wasn’t ready for this. She then lifted my legs up into the air, and turned herself around so that she was facing away from me. Where was she going with this?? The position she contorted me into was really uncomfortable, but I just went with it because I knew there was no way for me to resist her horny rage. She kept lifting my legs into the air, until my ass was also elevated upward off the ground. She then grabbed my dick, and angled it in a way I didn’t think it could bend. She sat down on my dick in this “reverse Amazon” position; I’d never been fucked by a woman in the Amazon position, let alone the reverse Amazon position. While she was sitting down, instead of aiming the head of my cock toward her pussy, she was aiming it toward her anus. Fuck, I was going to be fucked by her asshole. It was extremely tight, and she groaned in pain and pleasure as she slowly shoved it in, inch by inch, until it was all the way inside her rectum. Luckily, her pussy juice and my jizz were good lubricant, so it went in relatively painlessly on my end. She then proceeded to ride my dick with her asshole up and down. As she did this, she stuck two fingers up my asshole again. “FUCKKK!” I screamed. The pleasure was uncontrollable. I was being fucked by her in the reverse Amazon position while my prostate was being fingered again. “OH YEAH! I FUCKING OWN YOU, MAX!” she shouted at me. “YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME SQUIRT!! AHHH!!!” and as she shouted this, sure enough she started rapidly gushing pussy juices. It absolutely splattered everywhere, and I wouldn’t be surprised if it covered every surface in the hotel room. Her asshole pulsated around my dick as she kept cumming over and over again, and it was too much for me to take: “Oh… Oh my… OH MY FUCKING GOD, JENNA, I’M GOING TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!!!” “FUCK YEAH, MAX, FUCKING FILL MY RECTUM WITH YOUR SPUNK!!” I came so fucking hard, that I thought I was going to have a seizure. With each pump Jenna did, more cum erupted from my cock. I orgasmed for at least 30 seconds, and I was orgasming so hard and so long that it actually started to hurt.
When I was finished, she sat up from my dick, and I was clearly done for the night, and so was. We were both absolutely exhausted from our fuck fest with each other, that we didn’t even say a word to one another. We both slept for 9-10 hours, and when we woke up again we fucked each other in the 69 position; it was so hot having her cum in my mouth over and over again. I couldn’t help but eat her asshole, which absolutely sent her over the edge. Finally, I finished deep down her throat.
After a minute of recuperating, she stood up and said “that was amazing, I didn’t think you had it in you.” “Me neither,” I replied. Needless to say, we started dating shortly after that and while we had normal sex like most people, we also had hate filled fuck fests whenever we had an argument with one another. I didn’t think I would ever come to enjoy being with Jenna, but I did, and she also learned to enjoy having me around. We eventually married, and have been continuing to have crazy hot sex even to this day.
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