I know the new guy heard me cum… [FM]

… and now I can’t stop thinking about fucking him in the office bathroom.

Work has been stressful lately. Being responsible for a big team seemed fun in the beginning but it’s starting to weigh on me. I’m still a young woman and being stressed and sleep deprived makes me hornier than usual.

To cope with it all I’ve started spending my breaks rubbing my pussy and edging in the office bathroom. The womens bathroom’s back wall is shared with the men’s bathroom. I always make sure I’m in the last stall and that no one is in there with me in case in can’t hold back my moans. The walls are pretty thin so you could easily tell what I’m doing (and how much fun I’m having!). I love knowing that everyone is sitting at their desk doing what I’ve told them to, while I’m only a few meters away gently rubbing my clit over my thin panties until I absolutely soak them.

Sometimes I even rub myself under my desk during long boring zoom meetings. I love to stare at my colleagues and talk numbers while the cold fabric of my panties is sticking deliciously to my pussy under my fingers.

I’ve been doing that for 3 weeks and only let myself cum at the end of the day after everyone has left. Once I know that I’m alone I totally let go, rubbing my clit hard and sticking my fingers in my pussy until my legs shake. I’ve already had a couple of mind blowing orgasms so far that have left me panting. I get so wet that I keep spare underwear in my desk drawer just in case. But i love the feeling of drenched panties. And I’ve been thinking of bringing my favorite vibrator to have even more fun.

For a week or so though, a colleague of mine has been giving me some strange looks on a couple of occasions and is always taking his breaks as the same time as I do. We usually just meet and say hello in thr corridor but it’s driving me wild.

He’s a new employee: young guy, accountant, very nerdy and shy, glasses, a tiny bit of acne still, and he wears weird clothes on casual Friday (we have to wear business attires the rest of the week and the pants of his suits are always a bit too short). He honestly looks like a 23 year old virgin hentai addict. The young girls at the office call him “a bit creepy but smart af” on a regular basis.
And i fucking LOVE how much he stares at me. Never able to take his eyes off my cleavage or ass, blushing as soon as i talk to him. I make sure that i pull up my pencil skirt just a bit while visiting the accountants office just to watch him lose it at the sight of my legs.
I’ve started having this fantasy of fucking him senseless for an entire weekend, both of us stuck in the office, having nothing but each other to entertain ourselves. I want to teach him everything. And I’ve been touching myself to that thought every. single. day.

So you can imagine how aroused it made me to cross his path every time I go to the bathroom to tease myself. I’ve never been so wet and excited in my life. I even had to touch myself before reaching the stall and it’s becoming increasingly difficult to keep teasing myself without cumming hard before lunch.

So here goes. 2 days ago I thought everybody had left and I headed back to the bathroom to finally ler myself cum as hard as possible. It didn’t take long for me to get quite loud. Everything felt so good, I kept staring at the huge cum stain on my panties and flicking my nipples and my clit until I couldn’t take it and had to shove 3 fingers in my me. I was picturing the young guy pouding me from behind while holding me down, my tits pressed against the cold table of my desk. My legs started trembling and I was so close I could feel shivers run down my spine. I started fucking myself harder and as I came so hard, I heard the toilet flushing behind me in the men’s bathroom.

It was so powerful and shocking at the same time that I kind of blacked out for a second.
I just stayed with my legs wide open, my thighs covered in my own juices, my fingers buried deep in my tight pussy, and pressing my clit with my palm to keep it going as long as possible. I kept moaning softly unable to come back to my sense.

Once I finally did, I wiped myself and rearranged my skirt to get out. I had my bag with me and was ready to head out of the office, hoping the person in the men’s bathroom would have left already, yet knowing full well there was no way they didn’t hear me.

When I got out the new guy was standing there, awkward as ever, bright red, with sweat all over his face. I wished him a good evening and rushed out. He said good evening back very softly.

I touched myself and came again the same evening just thinking about his face. I want this face buried between my legs so bad. And since then, it’s been torture. I know he knows. I know why he tries to always cross my path while i head to the bathroom. I know why we look at each other that way. And yet I can’t say anything. I want to grab him and shove his hand up my skirt. Take him to my stall and fuck him so hard everybody would hear us. But right now I can only keep teasing myself and hope he stays every evening to hear me cum.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wqteeo/i_know_the_new_guy_heard_me_cum_fm