My colleague and I have a lot of history together. In the (somewhat) short timeframe of four years that we’ve worked together, we’ve done… a lot. We’ve certainly shared more than a few lunches together, that’s for sure. And as you’re reading that, I know that you know that means more than just “lunch”. Don’t worry, I know what sub I’m in.
I actually started writing this story with all the extra added context but realised I was getting carried away and into a much more detailed story. Another time perhaps? There’s certainly a lot of background to detail here but in this instance I kind of just wanted to get this experience written down and out there, because it was incredibly hot.
What I will say is that Ella and myself have *history*. We started out working together and not really getting along. Our relationship developed from this, through to a bit friendly, to a bit flirtatious to crossing a line…. to fucking on multiple desks in the office afterhours. Down the line, things got messy and we didn’t talk to each other for years. Until around November. For now, let’s just say I was the villain in our story and I didn’t think we’d actually see each other again, despite the fact we still both work at the same company. We were doing a great job of avoiding each other.
When Ella reached out to me again late last year, I had no idea that she’d be bouncing up and down my cock in our office kitchen a month or so later. But that, along with a fair few other recent encounters, is exactly what happened. That isn’t the one I’m about to describe though as I’m going to tell you what happened just this week.
“Do you remember our list?” she asked me a couple of weeks back.
“Which list? We had a lot of lists?”
“Come on… The list. Like THE list. You know, the one of things we’d like to try?”
“Ahh, that list. I mean, I remember there was a list and that it had quite a lot on there. I can’t remember specifics.”
“Me neither. I remember a few… I think we should tick something off.” she said it with such a wicked grin on her face.
“Which one did you have in mind?”
In something reminiscent of a scene from a film, she leaned closer and whispered her suggestion in my ear. My eyes lit up in both surprise and… thirst I guess you could call it?
“Really? You want to do that?”
“Yeah… if you’re up for it. I almost did last time we were alone together in the office but then I thought I should ask you first really.”
“Hmm, yeah I think probably the best tactic with that one! Still, I’m game if you are.”
“Definitely.”
We managed to fuck a few times after this chat but we didn’t actually tick anything of our list until a few days ago. As many of our encounters start, Ella messaged me a simple one word question, “Walk?”
More often than not “walk” translate to “fucking wherever we can”.
“Definitely. Need to stretch my legs this lunch time.”
She replied telling me she was hungry… but not for lunch. She told me I needed to make her moan, and that one of two things was going to happen. Either she was going to ride my dick until she came, screaming my name, or I was going to fuck her from behind until her legs gave way. She was determined that the walk back to the office afterwards would be difficult because of jelly legs…
I had my goal.
So as the clock hit 12, we both escaped our office and headed to a nearby secluded spot. We’re fortunate that after a short walk through a graveyard of all places, there’s a quiet woodland walk with a lot of concealed spots. We ventured to one we’d used a few times before (an old wooden bench, covered by trees, out of the way and off the beaten path) and it was clear we were both ravenous.
My tongue was down her throat quickly once we knew we had privacy (and by that I mean as much privacy you can have when enjoying a public space), and her hand was grasping my cock over my trousers. My cock quickly grew in size, ready to be released. Ella could feel as such and undid my belt, trying to get at it. I could see that hunger she mentioned first-hand now. It was in her eyes.
But I was hungry too… I wanted to taste her. I wanted to lash my tongue over her cunt and make her cum on my face. I pushed back and started stripping her down. As I moved my hands around her body, and my fingers reached between her legs, I couldn’t help but notice she was already incredibly wet for me, dripping through to her tights.
“Let’s make this about you for a moment” I told her, as I pushed her tights and panties down together. She stepped out of them and sat down on the bench, spreading her legs for me. And so I got down between them and started flicking my tongue over her swollen clit. I plunged two fingers inside of her, they glided in with ease because she was so turned on. It didn’t take long for her to start moaning out in pleasure, and I felt her pussy clench around my fingers as she came.
“I need you in me” she yelled, in an almost exasperated way.
Remembering what she told me earlier, I turned her around and bent her over the bench. Her arse, as ever, looked perfect. She knew how to work it too as she arched her back, thrusting her arse towards me further.
I dropped my trousers and started positioning my cock at her entrance but she turned around, surprising me.
“Just a quick taste…” she said, and gave the head the most delicate suck.
I rolled my eyes and let out a moan of my own. She resumed the position, ready to take me. I slipped my cock into her wetness, gently and slowly, making her feel every inch until I bottomed out. She let out a gasp as I held it there for a moment. She was still so wet for me. My cock was instantly soaked from her juices.
“Time to make you scream?”
It was more of a statement than a question. I started fucking her. *Hard*. It felt so good. So damn good. It was a sensory overload. The sounds of her moaning out, louder and louder with each thrust. The visual of her arse cheeks rippling with every slap of our bodies coming together. The taste of her pussy still lingering on my tongue. The smell of the fresh air mixed with a growing scent of sex. And the feel of her wrapped around my dick.
I kept on fucking her and fucking her. Relishing it. I knew I wasn’t going to last too long however, and soon my own moans became louder too.
“Oh god!” I shouted out. I knew I was going to cum soon.
“Oh god!” she repeated after me, “Oh fuck. OH fuck. FUCKKK”
I was trying to hold it together. Ella was losing her footing and I could tell that I’d achieved my goal.
“Don’t cum yet.” she said.
Easier said than done…
She pulled away from me and my cock slid out. I looked down at my soaked dick. It was glistening in the sunlight, slick with her wetness. She turned around and told me, “Cum in my mouth.”
She wrapped her lips around my dick and within seconds I did exactly as she told me. I filled her mouth with my load, as she looked into my eyes, moaning out the loudest yet.
As my orgasm died down, I let out a tired sounding, “My god…”
Ella looked at me and opened her mouth, showing me my cum on her tongue. She smiled that wicked smile again, together with a raised inquisitive eyebrow. I knew what she was meaning… What she was asking. I simply nodded with a cheeky smile of my own for an answer. She got to her feet and kissed me deep, as we snowballed my cum and hers together. We held the kiss for several moments, our tongues dancing, then she swallowed everything that was left.
“Guess that’s one thing ticked off the list.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10mzgux/my_coworker_shared_her_lunch_with_me_this_week_fm
!subscribeme