Hey there GWS. Been lurking on here long enough felt like it was finally time to give back. I'm no writer so apologies if I'm lacking but hey ho here we go. As of writing this I'm currently 25 and the girl in this tale is a year older than me of 26.
So a little about me for those reading this and a bit of context, I'm 6ft, normal weight but head to the gym occasionally, and have had my own office being self employed for some time now (info needed for the story.) Rachel is average height, I think 5'5, great curves, amazing green eyes and a fantastic DD cup pair of breasts. We became friends fairly quickly and several months down the line we became FWB for a while and then tried the dating scene but it never really worked out and unfortunately ended fairly quickly. We still remained friends however and even carried on the with casual sex every now and again after the break up. This is one of those times.
One particular evening me and my housemates at the time were sat around pre drinking at our house as we had all decided to go out that night to a local club. The usual entailed for pre drinks. Lots of shouting and rambling at each other playing silly drinking games while we waited for the others to arrive and generally having a good time. Around 1/4 a bottle of rum later, Rachel knocks on the door and walks in with her friend. Now, normally I would call Rachel attractive anyway, but tonight she was stunning. The kind of get up that makes people stop and turn their heads and jaws drop kind of thing. A tight, purple, strapless dress fitted her body and showed off a lot of her cleavage, eyeliner that made her eyes seem wider and prettier than ever and a smile to die for. I got up from my seat, hugged her hello and headed to the kitchen to pour us each a drink before joining the rest of the crowd. Nothing else happened at the house, just some light chit chat and joining in with the rest while we drank our drinks and proceeded to get drunk.
At around 11 we all finish whatever is left in our respective glasses before heading out the door and walk over to the club. Inside, it was like any other club, loud and sweaty with a lovely sticky floor your feet were glued too. Throughout the course of the evening, me and Rachel would sit and chat or head up to the dance floor with others. I wasn't even trying to have sex with her throughout the course of the night, as I was treating it like any other, though I'd be lying if I said I didn't catch myself looking at her from time to time. She had an adorable little dance that i always used to tease her about, and she would tease back about my awful dancing. However, after a drunken haze that really started to take over I found myself becoming more flirtatious, either through general compliments or playful banter. After dancing for some time we were each in need of a rest and so headed to the bar for another drink and re-joined friends who were sat at a small booth table chatting.
Due to the two new participants at the table me and Rachel had to squeeze in next to each other and the rest so we would all fit. As more people joined and moved around, we became squished together in the back and I somehow found my hand on top of her knee. The alcohol in my system definitely began to take over at this point as slowly but surely began to rub my hand up and down her thigh. I'll point out that I'm actually quite conservative when it comes to sex and something like this was completely out of the blue for me, where as Rachel was always the opposite and had tried to introduce me to new things when we dated. This may have been one of the reasons why she didn't stop me and altered her position slightly to make things easier for me.
As the conversation went on I became much quieter, my hand becoming a lot more focused on Rachel, slowly creeping its way higher and higher up her leg. The way in which we were huddled together, the table covering us and the darkness of the room meant that nobody could tell what was going on save for us. I gave her thigh a slight squeeze and glanced over to exchange smiles with her briefly before drawing attention back to her legs and moving higher still until I was just below her crotch. I could feel the heat coming from between her as I ever so gently rubbed the thin fabric of her underwear with my pinky finger. Her legs began to ever so slightly tense up every time I brushed past her. The sexual tension between us was growing by the minute and I could feel myself become a little excited and slightly hard from it all. At this point somebody piped up that they were tired and wanted to leave as we had been here for around 4 hours now. This caused the majority of the group to agree and start to gather all coats and belongings.
And that's when I got the look. One of those "sex is definitely happening tonight" kind of looks. I was more than happy to see this through and hung about in the booth until we were the last two to stand up and leave. As the last person turned the corner and left our field of view, I could control myself no long and grabbed Rachel by the hand and spun her round and kissed her. Hard. She did nothing to fight me and within moments we were falling back against the wall making out, my one hand pinned hers to the side of the wall while the other clutched onto her side. I'd like to say this went on for some time as our tongues wrestled each others, however we were quickly interrupted by a friend of ours who had forgotten his coat. We quickly broke it off and tried to play it cool but we all knew that it was a little too late for that. He simply laughed, picked up his coat and headed out to meet the rest of the group. I followed, a little embarrassed as I was never big on public signs of affection in front of friends.
We left the club and I veered left towards my friends who were slightly ahead of me but was pulled over to the right and around the side of the building by Rachel, who quickly resumed where we picked up. Tucked away around the back we explored and groped each other's drunken bodies whilst making out heavily. I pulled her body towards mine while my other hand worked its way around to feel and squeeze the curves of her ass. Occasionally, I slipped up under her dress and grabbed her ass cheeks, my nails digging into her before dragging them back down her thigh. It was taking all of my willpower not to tear her out of that dress and fuck her right then and there. Eventually I broke off the kissing and we began slowly making our way over to her house which was about a 10 minute walk away from where we were.
After 15 minutes due to several pit stop make out sessions we were almost about half way to her house. It seemed Rachel was just about as anxious and keen as I was before she leaned into my ear and said the best words you could ever want to hear.
"I need you inside me now" she whispered before nuzzling into my neck and reaching down to stroke my cock over my jeans.
"Right here in the middle of the street?" I asked her. I was no stranger to public sex with her before but this was right in the open. I was met with a simple "mmmm" for a response as her mouth, nor hands moved from their positions. I pondered for a brief moment and glanced around my surroundings before answering "You know my office is right around the corner?"
She broke off slowly and took my hand as we semi jogged over to my office building. I let us in through the front door we headed on up the stairs and eventually into my office. As soon as the door locked behind us I moved forward and edged us both towards my desk, kissing as we went. Rachel leant back and half sat on the edge of the table as we continued to fool around, her hands wrapped around the back of my neck pulling me into her, my hands quickly unzipping her dress at the back and unhooking her bra. I pushed her down onto the table and kissed my way down to her neck. Rachel had a thing for hickeys and let out a load gasp as I kissed and sucked her neck. Her legs pulled me into her tighter which was followed by me burying my head even harder.
I worked my way down to her chest and pull down her dress, finally allowing her breasts to practically fall out of her dress. They were amazing and I dove straight in without a moment's hesitation. I kissed them, groped them, sucked on them while Rachel's hands dug into my hair and gripped my head firmly. Her eyes were closed and was breathing heavily and moaning louder than I had heard her before. I broke off and pulled her up to make out with again briefly before I pulled her dress down even more and helped fling her bra to the side of the room. She quickly wriggled out of the rest of her dress and leapt off the table into me. As there was no real space on the desk we both collapsed onto the office floor with her straddled on top of me, chuckling as we fell.
My hands began to play with her ass before she started rubbing my cock again over my jeans. It wasn't long before my hands found their way under her underwear and towards her pussy. I ran a finger over her slit and was amazed at just how wet she was. She tensed up a little and rested her head on my chest while moaning quietly. I easily slipped a finger inside her and hear a faint gasp escape her mouth again. She had stopped rubbing my cock at this point and was lost in herself. I sat up and rolled her onto her back to adjust my own position whilst removing her underwear completely. I inserted another finger into her and with my other hand played with her clit a little working her faster and faster. She squirmed around on the floor and seemed to be losing control of her hips as she bucked up into me. It took a little while for me to bring her to orgasm but when she came she made sure I knew. Her whole body tensed, eyes were squeezed shut, she clamped down on my fingers and opened her mouth as wide as she could but no sound was escaping.
I eased up and watched her face as she came down panting heavily and sweating, her eyes slowly opening to stare back at mine. With a devilish grin I looked back at her and sped up again, this time bringing my head down to taste her clit with my tongue. Keeping up this fast pace , she came much quicker than before, as she let out a load moan and again pushed her hips up into my face. I could feel her wetness on my tongue and her body pass through several shudders until she collapsed again onto the floor.
I moved up to kiss her passionately with her wetness still on my mouth. She rolled me over so that now she was sat up on top of me and she started to unbuckle my belt. "Fuck me now" she said with a firm tone in her voice. Rachel practically tore my jeans off me and my cock sprang out of my boxers. I pushed myself up onto my back as she helped me pull down my jeans and wasted no time guiding me quickly into her as my hands grabbed onto her hips, offering some kind of stability. This wasn't a make love type of situation, but raw passion as I began to fuck her. Watching her breasts bounce every time I slammed into her was a sight to behold and one that not even alcohol could erase from my mind. My whole body was on fire as I pushed deep inside her again and again and from the look on Rachel's face, she was in pure ecstasy and loved riding me.
We stayed like this for some time, until I grabbed her and helped flip her over onto her hands and knees and she raised her amazing ass into the air. I entered her again, this time allowing for a lot more control and I started fucking her harder, using my full length each time I thrust into her. Rachel's heavy pants began to fill the room and I knew that I wouldn't be able to last much longer If i kept up the pace, but at the same time there was no way that I wanted to slow down. I grabbed a handful of her hair as I knew that she liked it like that and pounded away for as long as I could and began to feel myself on the verge of cumming. Not wanting to stop the momentum, I told her that I was about to cum. She then began to slam her ass back into me which tipped me over the edge. I moaned loudly "oh fuck" as I blew my load and pumped rope after rope of cum inside her which felt amazing. (She was on the pill and had been for some time.)
I stayed inside her and we panted for a while until I slowly pulled out of her. I stood up and awkwardly waddled over to my desk where I took out some tissues and handed some to Rachel as we cleaned ourselves up as best we could whilst chit chatting about the night. I zipped up my pants, helped Rachel to re dress herself and then headed out the door once. On the journey home, we both laughed and complained to each other about our new carpet burns on our knees (and her arms) before headed back to her house to finish the night and pass out in her bed.
Now whenever I am at work and feel a little bored, I sometimes can't help but look over at the section of floor and smile to myself about that night, which I won't be forgetting any time soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3sbqwb/heading_back_to_the_office_at_3_am
That’s a hot story
Loved this. Very hot.
Well done sir and madam! Well written