I met Carla at the cafe on the ground floor of my office building. I had worked there for about a year, and she had just started working for the building management company. I had just grabbed a sandwich when I noticed her at the salad bar, leaning over and doing that awkward reach for something in the back while also staying on the right side of the sneeze guard. She had thick and long hair just past her shoulder blades that was a cross between brown and auburn, but what really stood out was her big, round ass. That ass was just above a pair of thick thighs, that I’d later learn came from years of horseback riding. She finished assembling her salad and turned to walk toward the cash register. I noticed her bright blue eyes before tucking in behind her in line to check out. I peeked over her shoulder at her salad.
“You know they charge by the crouton,” I said. She looked over her shoulder at me and then glanced at her salad for just a moment. She then turned around completely with a wide grin.
“Messing with the new girl isn’t nice at all,” she replied, quickly having realized that I wasn’t serious. I took the opportunity to introduce myself and she followed suit.
“Eating that here?” I asked.
“I am,” she said, “I just can’t eat at my desk.”
“May I join you?”
“Of course.”
We ate lunch together a couple more times before I asked her to drinks after work, an invitation that she accepted. That first date ended with a kiss on the street before she got into an Uber. The second date ended with five minutes of making out at the door to her building before she sent me home. At the end of the third date we were going back to my apartment when her work phone rang and she had to go to the office, having been alerted by security of a considerable leak in one of the other offices. That was a Thursday night.
The next morning I was sitting in my window-less interior office and writing an email when there was a knock at the door. I looked up to see her in the doorway, and stood up from my chair. Before I could even tell her to come in, she held her index finger to her lips and walked in, closing the door behind her. She wordlessly walked up to me and kissed me firmly.
“This is my apology for last night,” she whispered. She unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped my pants before pulling both they and my boxers down to the floor. She dropped to her knees. I was already on my way to being hard before she took my cock in one hand and started stroking it. “Ooh, I like this,” she cooed, staring at my thick 7″ dick. Without further delay, she put both of her hands behind me just under my ass and deepthroated me completely. Making minimal gagging noises, she aggressively bobbed her head back and forth, keeping me in her throat. When she needed a break, she pulled her head back and jerked me off while she got her breath. Strings of her saliva fell from my shaft to the floor as she stroked me firmly.
“Do you like that?” she asked rhetorically. I didn’t even get to answer before she shoved me back down her throat and buried her nose at my waist. I held in my ecstatic groans and moans, but it was the best blow job I ever got. I looked down in awe at her as she devoured me effortlessly. My toes curled in my shoes and my eyes rolled back into my head more times than I can remember. Drool oozed out from the corners of her mouth and ran down to my balls. Her occasional moans of enjoyment just turned me on more. I don’t know how long I lasted, but I was about to cum. I strained against it, trying to hold it in as long as I could.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum” I grunted. She pulled me out of her throat but kept sucking, and added her hand to stroke my shaft as she did it. I came with a muted moan, and I put my hand on her head to steady myself as my entire body seemed to seize. She kept sucking and tugging away at my shaft, her mouth and hand moving quickly and in unison. When every last drop had been squeezed out of me, she stood up as she swallowed with a wide grin. I was breathless.
“Can I come over tonight?” she asked. I could only muster an eager nod. “Good,” she said, before flicking her hair over her shoulder and strolling towards the door. She opened it and started to leave, but stopped and looked over her shoulder at me. “Thanks for that.”
* * *
I spent the rest of the day unable to think of anything else. I tried to busy myself with work, but all I could see was her blue eyes looking up at me with my meat buried in her throat. At the end of the day, I finally made it to 5:00, and as I began gathering my things to go, Carla appeared in my doorway. I didn’t see her until she spoke.
“Seven o’clock?” she asked with a grin.
“Six thirty?” I countered. She tilted her head slightly as she thought of another proposal.
“Delivery?”
“Pizza.”
“See you soon,” she grinned, before strutted away. I went home and ran around my apartment, tidying up a little. In retrospect it was silly, because it seemed pretty clear that she was coming over for just one reason. It was 6:27 when she knocked on the door. I quickly opened it to see that she’d changed clothes into a t-shirt and tight jeans, which hugged all her curves. I invited her in.
“Can I get you a drink?”
“Not for now,” she answered. She walked into the living room and over toward the couch. I followed behind her and she turned to face me. We made brief eye contact before we started frantically kissing and tearing off our clothes. I pulled off my shirt while she took off her own. As she reached behind her to unhook her bra, I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and pulled them down. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. I eased her back onto the couch and knelt in front of her on my knees. I pulled her legs onto my shoulder and she leaned back as I put my face between her legs. I went right for her clit, enveloping it in my mouth and flicking it quickly with my tongue. She was moaning before long, so i slid my finger inside her pussy and fingered her quickly as I lapped at her clit. She shifted her hips back and forth and started to squeeze her B cup tits with both hands.”Oh god,” she panted, “I’m gonna cum.”
“So I should stop?” I teased, continuing to finger her.
“No, please,” she begged. I put my lips around her clit again, sucking and licking it until she came. She bucked her hips and her legs stiffened, digging her heels into my back. “Mmmmy god,” she uttered through held breath as her orgasm gripped her body, before she slid onto her side, still on the couch. I stood over her for a moment while she caught her breath, before crawling onto her, face to face. “I need that dick,” she whispered into my ear.
“Is that right?” I asked, knowingly. She didn’t answer. She just reached her hands between us to undo my pants. I stood up from the couch to pull them off, along with my boxers. “I should go get a condom,” I stated.
“Or you could just…” she argued, before trailing off. “I mean, I’m on the pill.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, considering my options. I barely knew her, didn’t know anything about her history, and for just a moment I thought I should go to get one anyway. She didn’t answer my question. She just nodded and bit one corner of her lower lip before grinning devilishly, causing her lip to slide slowly from between her teeth. It may have been irresponsible, but I forgot all about the condom and crawled back on top of her.
“You can be rough with me if you want,” she cooed into my ear. I stopped for a moment, wondering whether that was a request or a command. I decided that it was the latter.
“Turn over,” I said roughly, “on all fours.” She obliged excitedly, as I sat up on my knees. She rolled onto her hands and knees, and I just stared at her huge ass for a moment before grabbing her by the hips and pushing every inch of my cock into her soaking wet pussy. “Holy shit, it’s tight,” I uttered, not realizing that I said it aloud.
“Years of horseback riding,” she giggled, “it’s like doing kegels all the time. Annnd it helps that you’re big.”
“You like that cock, huh?” I asked, as I started fucking her slowly at first. She moaned in approval. I picked up the pace every few strokes until I was pounding her hard and fast. Her huge ass rippled each time my hips slammed into her. As she started to moan, I slapped her ass hard. She squealed and arched her back slightly. I reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her back as I drilled her.
“Oh, yes,” she said softly, almost as if she was talking to herself. I was fucking her as hard as I could, and my skin clapping against hers echoed off the walls in the room. “Oh yessss!” she shouted, holding the S sound through multiple thrusts, but interrupted each time I jolted her from behind, “I’m cumminnnng!” She pulled forward sharply and fell forward onto the cushions. Her whole body was trembling and she was writhing with her fingers tangled in her hair. I wasn’t done, so I straddled her legs and pinned her to the couch with a hand between her shoulder blades. I slid my cock back inside her and got back to pounding her pussy. “I can’t, I can’t,” she muttered into the cushions.
“Can’t what?” I taunted, continuing my assault on her tight slit. I held her by the shoulders with both hands and emitted muffled howls with her face still buried. Close to cumming myself, I thought about whether I actually wanted to cum inside her. My pondering made my decision for me, and I shot my load deep inside her, finishing with a few more hard thrusts before falling onto her.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ahparu/the_unexpected_freak_part_1_mf
Fuck. That’s so hot. BJ in the office. On my list of things to do.