Fucking [M]y coworker [F] raw… while our other coworkers fucked in the next room

When I was in my early 20s, I worked at a tiny marketing agency on the West Coast with a woman named Catalina (or Cat, for short) who was a few years older than me—a completely stunning half-Argentinian woman with small but perky tits and the most amazing ass. She started about six months after I did, and we mostly worked on different accounts, but we hit it off and started flirting at work immediately.

The office culture involved VERY late hours and a pretty intense “work hard/play hard” atmosphere. One night, after working late, a big group of us—including Cat—decided to go out for happy hour and really tie one on.

Eight (or so) of us started off the night at a favorite nearby watering hole. A few rounds later, two had gone home and the remaining six of us took the party to a second location, a bar with a large outdoor space in a semi-residential area.

Cat and I had been flirting pretty heavily all night… and by now, we were both pretty drunk. We sat down next to each other, and at one point she touched my leg just above the knee while laughing at something I’d said.

That was when I knew—or maybe when I decided—where I wanted the night to go.

A minute later, everybody got up to go to the bar and Cat and I volunteered to hold our outdoor table. She resumed some funny story she’d been telling me, and I listened attentively until our coworkers were inside at the bar.

Then, while she was in the middle of a sentence, I leaned in and kissed Cat firmly. She gasped in surprise and melted into me, kissing me back hungrily. There was desire in her eyes when we pulled away.

“Um, oh my god,” she said. “Hello.”

“Hi,” I replied.

We kissed again. She touched my leg.

After a second, I pulled away.

“It’s so gross when people make out in public like this,” I said.

“I know, I just hate it,” she laughed.

We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. It was electric.

We kissed again, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. She tasted like beer and I’m sure I did, too.

“OK, we should probably cool it,” I said. “Everybody’s gonna be back soon.”

“Shit, you’re right,” said Cat. “OK, we are mature adults who work together. Not horny teenagers.”

We sat back, trying to act casual. My cock was hard in my pants leg, and it throbbed at the thought of everything “horny teenagers” implied.

For me, the rest of our time at the bar was clouded by my desire to be all over Cat, but the need to make sure none of our other coworkers noticed.

Eventually, the group from our office dwindled to five: me, Cat, our coworker Derek, and two other coworkers around our age named Ashley and Tim. We were all having a blast; as the night wore on, I started to pick up on some flirtatious vibes between Ashley and Tim.

That was when Cat suggested we take the party to her apartment, which was about a 10-minute walk. Everybody agreed… no one more eagerly than me.

She ushered the five of us into her living room, pouring wine for everybody and putting on a record. At one point, a friend of hers dropped by for a drink, and then left; I figured it must be getting late.

Derek had the same thought.

“Holy shit,” he said, checking his watch. “It’s 2 in the morning.”

“Ah crud,” laughed Ashley. “Fucking work tomorrow.”

“Everybody can crash here, if you want,” Cat said. “Derek can take the futon in the office and the three of you can spread out between the guest room and the couches in here.”

Drunk and tired, everybody agreed. Derek was the first one to disappear behind a closed door and pass out.

Ashley, Tim, and I started to help Cat clean up.

At one point, Cat and I found ourselves in her darkened kitchen while Ashley and Tim were gathering glasses in the other room. If anything, the sexual tension between us had only grown thicker as the night had continued.

We set down the dishes we were carrying and made brief eye contact, and that’s all it took.

In an instant, we were all over each other in the middle of the kitchen—our hands in each other’s hair, our lips mashed together ravenously, the thrill of our bodies against each other for the first time.

I pushed her up against the fridge, trying to be quiet since I knew Tim and Ashley were just in the other room. But I couldn’t help but reach under her shirt, and she couldn’t help but moan lightly as I cupped her breast and then slipped my hand under her bra, rolling her nipple in my fingers and feeling her soft, supple flesh fill my palm.

After a second, she pushed me away—and softly mouthed “shh, Ashley and Tim! Let’s go to my room.”

Pulling ourselves together and trying to act like nothing had happened, we started to creep back around into the living room to try and say goodnight and then sneak back to her room, once the other two were settled.

As I stepped toward the living room from the hallway, though, I heard rustling and stopped in my tracks. Peering quietly around the corner into the room, I saw my coworkers Tim and Ashley on the couch, Ashley’s shirt and bra on the floor beside them. Her eyes were closed, one of her tits was on full display, and Tim was sucking on the other one.

Suddenly Ashley’s eyes snapped open and she looked right at me, raising an eyebrow when she saw me looking at her, her mouth still open in pleasure. I saw that her legs were slightly spread and that Tim was working his hand up under her skirt. Ashley seemed to hold eye contact with me for a second as his fingers first penetrated her, but then she couldn’t take it anymore and shut here eyes again in pleasure, moaning softly and turning to face away from me, lost in bliss.

I turned slightly to Cat, who’d crept up behind me and seen it all unfold. We mouthed “OMG” to one another as we turned and tiptoed down the hallway to her bedroom.

As soon as the door was safely closed behind us, I started to say something about what we’d just seen—but Cat shut me up instantly by throwing herself on top of me.

We made out desperately, each of us clearly turned on even more. She steered us toward the bed and we quickly shed clothes along the way, her shirt and bra coming off over her head, me kicking my pants off and helping her with hers.

Cat’s nipples were small and dark, her Latina skin smooth and breathtakingly beautiful. Her breasts heaved under my touch, and under my tongue, as she gasped and writhed so I could help pull off her last pant leg. She pulled my shirt off over my head, then grabbed my erection through my boxer briefs.

“Get inside me,” she moaned huskily.

I moved down to pull her panties off, revealing a neatly trimmed bush and thick labia. Moving up again after tossing her underwear behind me, I pushed her legs apart and dove toward her pussy, first lightly kissing each of her hips and then kissing down in a V toward her mound. At the same time, I reached down with one hand and lightly pulled back her pussy lips, spreading her slightly open. Her soft pink insides were glistening wet, which made my cock throb.

“I need you in me,” Cat moaned again.

Kissing down toward her pussy, I plunged my tongue into her folds, making her gasp and grab my head with both hands. Slowly, agonizingly, I worked my way up to her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” Cat moaned. “Please get in me. I need to feel you.”

Clearly, neither of us could take it anymore.

I stopped licking her, sat up just long enough to pull my boxer briefs down to my knees, and then positioned myself at her opening.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Fuck me.”

She reached down and used the tip of my cock to part her lips, dipping me inside her—so I started to push gently, easing into her inch by inch. She was so wet I never met resistance, but her pussy was tight and I didn’t want to hurt her, so I stretched her out slowly.

She groaned in satisfaction as she felt me bottom out, my entire length throbbing inside her. Her pussy gripped me so tightly I could make her gasp by flexing my cock—which I did a couple of times without moving, just savoring her hot wetness, her cervix pressing against my tip. The white-hoc electric feeling of being in a new pussy for the first time, completely raw.

In the heat of the moment, neither of us had said anything about—or given a second thought to—birth control. Which wasn’t the smartest, but we were so animalistically into each other I don’t think it could’ve happened any other way.

After holding myself deep inside Cat for a second, I pulled all the way out and then plunged in again, feeling her quiver under me as I slowly built up a rhythm. Soon, I was pounding her hard, working in and out with long, deep strokes, feeling the cool air on my wet cock one second and the heat of her bare pussy walls the next.

She reached down to rub her clit, and I kept fucking her.

“Oh fuck, just like that,” Cat moaned. I could feel her body tensing underneath me. “Right there. Oh, you’re so deep—keep fucking me.”

“You feel so fucking good,” I groaned.

“Fuck, your cock feels amazing,” she moaned. I felt her pussy twitch around my dick. “Oh fuck, oh my—fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

I kept pounding her with the same rhythm for maybe another 15 seconds.

“Fuck,” I said. “Fucking cum for me.”

“Oh my god, yes,” she moaned. “Fuck me. You’ve got me so close.”

“Cum for me,” I said.

And after another second, she did—her pussy tightening over and over again, her body convulsing, moaning gibberish.

I leaned down to kiss her and we made out tenderly as she came down from her orgasm.

Then I leaned back and slowly pulled out of her. She gasped, caught my eye, and flipped over into doggy without a word, pushing her ass up for me.

Before I plunged back inside her, I thought I heard something and paused to listen. There it was again: stifled moans, a slight muffled slapping. The sounds of our other coworkers fucking—of Tim’s cock plowing into and out of Ashley’s (by the sound of things) soaking wet pussy, just on the other side of the door.

It made my cock throb even harder. Suddenly, I was intent on cumming.

Without saying a word, I plunged back inside of Cat from behind, feeling her raw pussy envelop and squeeze me from a different angle. She moaned and arched her back, pushing her ass back to fuck me back while I thrust into her.

Looking down, I watched her asshole pucker and her gorgeous ass bounce as I railed in and out of her, seeing and feeling her lips grip my shaft as I drew it out, glistening with her wetness, and then feeling her folds open up to take me as I plunged back in, her walls gripping me and the tip of my cock lightly touching her cervix as I penetrated deep.

“Fuck, it’s so good,” Cat was moaning, barely coherent. “Your cock might be too wide for me. Oh fuck, I can feel you so deep. You’re so deep.”

I fucked her even harder, reaching up for a second to wipe some sweat from my eye—and caught what seemed like movement out of the corner of my eye.

Looking up, I saw myself in the mirror above Cat’s dresser, on my knees with my cock half-buried inside my coworker. From this angle, I could see the arch of her ass up against me and her breasts bouncing against the sheets as I railed her.

Watching myself fuck her—both in the mirror and as I thrust in and out of her, watching her pussy take my cock over and over—sent me over the edge. I groaned and started to thrust a little erratically as I felt my balls tighten, my orgasm mounting—and Cat realized what was happening and looked back up at me seductively, reaching down with one hand until I felt her warm fingers caress my balls.

That did it. My balls contracted HARD as Cat touched them and my cock started to spasm inside her as I erupted, filling her with rope after rope of my thick semen.

I held myself inside her, still throbbing, and she pushed back into me just as hard. I could feel her pussy squeezing me as my cock twitched again, making her giggle. Because of the angle I could feel my sperm pooling against the entrance to her womb.

Which was the first time all night I’d thought about birth control. Though the thought was quickly eclipsed by how hot it was that I’d just had unprotected sex with my coworker and that she’d eagerly taken my cum deep inside her.

Slowly, savoring the feeling of Cat’s raw pussy, I drew my cock out. She gasped as the head came out from between her lips, our juices dripping from the tip and my semen beginning to dribble out of her opening onto the bed. Her pink pussy gaped open slightly.

Everything was quiet—evidently, Ashley and Tim had finished in the other room—and we fell asleep pretty much immediately.

It wasn’t until the next day that we actually talked about birth control (lol). And even before then, we (of course) had hot morning sex before even saying a word to each other.

Which could be a follow-up story, if people want to hear it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v46u46/fucking_my_coworker_f_raw_while_our_other