A couple years ago I moved to a new city and started at a new job. I’ve never been one for sleeping with co-workers, but there was one guy, who I’ll call Chris, who obviously stood out. He was ridiculously classically handsome with brown hair and brown eyes. He was 6’4″ and always dressed to fit his frame perfectly. No one really knew much about him – he was just sort of the hot guy in the office.
I got put on a project with Chris that required us to ride in a car together for a few hours and during that time we got to know each other really well. After that I definitely had a crush on him and I could tell that he started to like me too. Over the next week he would come up to my office just to chat with me for a few minutes. He would appear around the corner and dazzle the shit out of me and I’d have to try and keep it together because I would start to get that pulsing feeling in my pussy and find myself having to go to the bathroom and clean myself of because I was getting wet just from seeing him.
The next weekend a large group of us from work rented a beach house. Everyone drank and played games but eventually people started to gather into small groups, leaving Chris and I alone on a couch chatting. We hadn’t even realized that we had been left alone because we were so engrossed in conversation. After realizing this he asked me if I wanted to go to down to the beach and look at the stars. I felt really nervous but I knew where things were heading. We walked down to the shore line until the water reached our ankles. We maybe spent 10 seconds or so looking at the stars and then he turned and looked at me. He didn’t have to say anything, I knew what he meant with that look. We locked lips and kissed slowly and softly, letting the sounds of the beach set the mood perfectly. After a little of this we gave in to our true desires and kissed with urgency and let our hands roam a bit. For the entire week before there had been sexual tension building and rising within us so we had a lot to get out. I probably would have fucked him right there on the beach but we cooled things down and decided to go back to the house and sleep.
On Sunday everyone spent the day at the beach and Chris and I acted casual but flirtatious with each other. That afternoon we all headed back to our city.
On Monday morning he asked me out that night and I said yes. We both knew what was going to happen that night. We went to a local bar and sat at a safe distance from each other because we both wanted to get it on but had to keep restraint. After a few drinks we were not just intoxicated, but also intoxicated and dazed by the idea that we would be both be completely naked and experiencing the purest pleasure with each other.
We decided to go to his place. I expected that we’d immediately get at it but he said that we should hang out on his porch. We sat there and continued our conversation from the bar but at a certain point we just had to give in to the lust. Chris grabbed me by the waist and locked lips with mine. We kissed with unrelenting fervor and our bodies became pressed together as close as possible. We both wanted to feel closer to each other and I started to put my hands up his shirt and let my hands stroke his torso. He also put his hands under my shirt and searched for a bra to unclasp. He was happily surprised to find that I wasn’t wearing one and massaged each breast in his hands and ran his fingers over my nipples, turning me on even more. Chris pushed me to a wall and to my surprise pulled down the front of my top, exposing my breasts so that he could suck on each nipple.
We both realized that it wasn’t just enough to touch and kiss and we started to strip, while trying to maintain an intense kissing session because we still needed to touch each other in some way. Soon enough we were both naked and I could see how engorged and ready his penis was. I thought that he was going to want to fuck me right then but instead he started to play with my clit while he kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. I couldn’t take it anymore, the urgency was rising in me and I could literally feel all the blood rush to my pussy. I was so horny that it was an overwhelming rush when I started to feel that familiar pressure that started somewhere in my pussy and radiated pleasure all over my body. His fingers moved more rhythmically and uncontrollably I started riding his fingers to control the pressure until I came.
Now, this whole time we were still on the porch. It was nighttime and the lights were on. Anyone of the neighbors could have seen us because it wasn’t that late but we didn’t care. I turned around and spread my legs. In that position I felt so raw, almost like an animal, letting him see that I was ready for him to enter me. I looked back at him to see his approval which I gleaned from seeing rock-hard dick. Since I was so wet he slid in easily. To keep my balance I held on to the porch railing and while he held my waist he thrusted into me. I have a small tight waist but a round ass and I could fee it bouncing off of him after every stroke. That proper mask that he wore at work totally came off as he bombarded my pussy. I could tell that the tension had reached its peak in him and then he pulled his cock out. I turned my head and looked back and watched. With one hand still grasping me by the waist he held his cock, still wet with my juices, and came all over my ass. He came more than any guy I had ever been with and the cum dripped off of me.
Chris ended up leaving the office a few months later but we had some good times while he was around.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5cjau7/fm_my_coworker_and_i_fucked_on_his_porch
>I was so horny that it was an overwhelming rush when I started to feel that familiar pressure that started somewhere in my pussy and radiated pleasure all over my body.
I love hearing these descriptions. As a guy I can never quite know what that’s like, so when you hear a girl talk about it it makes it that much hotter.
Oh yes, I love hearing the stories from avfemale point of view too. It’s so hot. Thanks.