On mobile so bear with me. This story took place almost 10 years ago and remains mainstay of the old spank bank. I had just graduated college, and decided to move back home to be closer to family and help out where I could. My gf at the time was a year behind me, and was already in China in anticipation of her study abroad program the following semester. Before she left we decided to stay in touch, but that we could each have our fun while we were so far apart.
I took a job I was overqualified for because we needed the money. The work was physically demanding, and I left nearly every shift drenched in sweat. Things were miserable until one day I struck up a conversation with the cute blonde at the reception desk, hayley.
“Hey, _____” she said first, “we need those boxes upstairs.”
She was on the shorter side, maybe 5’4”, with the most intoxicating light blue eyes. Her smile was crooked and devilish as our gazes met. It wasn’t long before our paths crossed again outside on a smoke break.
The shirts they made us wear were collared and not at all flattering. Despite this though I could barely stop my eyes from drifting to the lowest-most button on her top. We faced the same direction as we sat on the curb, an angle that gave me the slightest glimpse of the white tank top she wore beneath her uniform. Her breasts were small but perky, with nipples sensitive enough to show through both layers in freezing summertime AC.
We chatted for a while about nothing in particular, until eventually I noticed her begin shifting and squirming where she sat.
“Oh my god,” she broke the short silence, “this guy sent me a dick pic last night and it wasn’t even big,” she whined.
“Let me see,” I laughed, playing the role of impartial judge. It was clear where she was hoping the conversation would go.
“Poor guy,” I commented upon seeing the photo through the cracked screen of her phone. “This is why you don’t send unsolicited sick pics, because of situations like this.” We shared a laugh and got back to work. When lunch time came around she asked if I could give her a ride to grab some food. When we got in the car she picked up right where she left off.
“God I need to get some,” she proclaimed with a huff. “I swear when I’m horny it’s like I’m in heat, nothing calms me down but dick and a firm hand around my throat.”
The rest of our conversation revolved around choking, and I saw her begin squirming again as we pulled back into the parking lot.
My shift was over, but she asked me if I would be willing to come back after close to give her a ride home. I lived close and said sure.
She gave me her number and we texted a bit. That evening I reached back out to see if she still needed a ride home.
“You can only pick me up if you let me get that dick up on U-level.” Not totally unexpected, but so incredibly hot to read in a text. The thought of this gorgeous, innocent-looking girl letting those words escape her full, kissable lips made my cock begin to twitch. Imagining her taking me into her mouth, looking eagerly upward for her reward, caused my already stiffening wood to swell further. I didn’t have time to work continued to grow and fatten, trapped against my right thigh until I left to retrieve her. As ready as I was, I was a little nervous about doing it in a public place, my place of employment no less.
Against my better judgement I agreed, grabbing a condom before leaving the house.
When I arrived she was the only one at the front desk. Her devilish grin was back, and this time it brought my rapidly swelling cock to its limit.
“(Manager) should be leaving soon,” she said as I sat beside her. I looked over my shoulder briefly before planting a kiss on her plump, pouty lips. She checked over her shoulder too before putting her hand in my lap, squeezing up and down my length and letting out a light, sexually charged sigh.
I explained to the manager that I was there to give hayley a ride and he told her to make sure and lock up. When the door shut behind him she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs.
“Fuck, I’ve been waiting all day for this,” she panted.
She dropped immediately to her knees and reached into my pants, pulling out my now throbbing member and giving it an oddly loving kiss.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she whispered quietly, kissing the head of my cock each time. By now I was ready to burst, she used her soft lips to spread my leaking precum down to my shaft, commenting that it tasted sweet even though I was a smoker. She grabbed my hand and guided it to the side of her neck, squeezing slightly. With my other hand I grabbed hold of her long blonde ponytail. She must have liked that because she started rubbing her pussy over her khaki work pants.
“Are you ready to fuck me, daddy?” She said, giving me a lifelong complex. As I nodded she rose to her feet and peeled her pants to her knees. Her panties were pink with a silhouette of a dog on the front, darkened by the sweet-smelling juices of her gushing cunt as she bent over the stack of boxes I had evidently placed perfectly.
I tried to pull them down but she stopped me.
“Just pull them to the side,” she said “I need you to fuck me hard right fucking now.”
She rolled her eyes as I rolled the condom onto my engorged meat. She told me I could fuck her raw and cum inside her, but I wasn’t willing to take that chance. I plunged my cock into her waiting pussy, bottoming out before our thighs could press together.
“Fuck!” she half yelled, putting her hand in front of her mouth, realizing she needed to be quiet. I squeezed the back of her neck and told her what a good girl she was for arching her back and presenting her bald pussy to me. Her ass was the most perfect little bubble. The faint hairs covering her lower back drove me absolutely crazy.
“Give me that big black cock, daddy. I need it, I need it so bad.” I’m not the biggest fan of being sexualized racially, but this time it was more than I could take. Out of breath she said she wanted me to cum, and not to pull out so she could feel me pulse inside of her. Just before I came I moved my thumb to the rim of her puckering asshole, applying light pressure. The combination of this and my cock spasming in her tight little pussy sent her over the edge, and after putting her hand back over her mouth to muffle her orgasm she collapsed onto the boxes in front of us. “Oh my god thank you,” was all she managed.
We tiptoed downstairs and got into my car. Her face was flush the whole drive home, and at one point she pulled up her work shirt so I could see her puffy pink nipples.
She thanked me again as she exited. We fucked probably 5-6 more times before she got another job and we lost touch.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/o700vy/the_time_i_m_23_helped_out_the_cute_receptionist