This is the third part of my escapades with my coworker. I hope you enjoy!
I couldn’t help myself, we had spent the entire night talking again, despite my best efforts to try and stop thinking about him, and get him out my brain. We’d already called this off once, but it didn’t take long before we were back to the constant flirting and naughtiness. It was 2am and we were messaging back and forth, me telling him all the naughty things I wanted him to do to me, and showing him all the things I was doing to myself. He teased that I could not want him as much as he wanted me at that moment. I begged to differ. Next thing I know he’s asking if I want him to pick me up and have some fun. I want to desperately but how do I sneak out of my mums house at this time of night with a dog that barks at every sound? I decided I didn’t care, it was worth it, and I can do what I want with my life. I told him yes, and was overcome with butterflies, horniness and excitement. I quickly rushed to find some sexy lingerie and brush my teeth and make myself look presentable, my mum woke up and heard me moving around and asked me where I was going. “To be a dirty little slut,” I announced, knowing I couldn’t lie to her. “Oh okay..well have fun, be careful,” she replies, as I make my way outside to wait for him.
I see his car approaching and my heart is pounding in my chest, “what am I doing,” I question myself over and over again, the nerves almost getting the better of me. I get in the car and see his face and all my worries melt away, I’m only left with my butterflies. He drives me to where he’s staying at the time and we go inside. I can barely formulate a sentence at this point, I’m so used to meeting up with him in the dark, in his car, that being with him in a lighter, bigger space was just a bit overwhelming. It doesn’t take long before we’re in each other’s arms, kissing and our hands exploring again. He sits down on the sofa and I straddle him, happy to be in my usual spot on his lap. I can’t stop myself from giggling nervously, praying it doesn’t put him off. I pull my top off, revealing the slinky little red number I decided to slip on, and see his eyes dart down to my breasts. I don’t blame him, I chose the top that makes my breasts look killer, I knew he would love it. I don’t waste much time taking my jeans off either, I’m so ready to devour him with my body. I love being on top of him, with his hands all over me, where I can feel him and see his face and have him close to me. We spend a little time locked together like this, kissing, my hands up in his hair, down the back of his neck and his shoulders. His skin is so soft and electrifying to touch. He’s still fully clothed while I’m perched on top of him with my red babydoll and thong. I feel myself soaking wet, desperate for his touch, my swollen clit aching for him to make me cum again. He slips his hand down and rubs my clit and I can’t help but moan, already close from the excitement and longing. He’s so good with his hands, it doesn’t take me long to cum. His fingers covered in my wetness bring me to orgasm again and again as I moan and buck against him. I want his cock in my mouth, I want to taste him and feel his cock down the back of my throat. He takes his trousers off and I kneel beside him, taking him in to my mouth. I got a little excited and went a bit too hard, choking on his cock until tears are streaming down my face. I love it though, love choking on cock, feeling my throat closing in around his hardness. It doesn’t take long before he beckons me to stop. He takes his shirt off, something he’s never done before on our adventures. Without thinking about how much space we have this time I go to straddle him again, “No,” he says, “get on your knees.” The nervous excitement brews up again as I bend over and rest my head on the arm of the sofa. My pussy is aching for him, I moan in ecstasy as he pushes his cock inside me. I grip the sofa, digging my fingers in as he fucks me, grabbing my ass and pulling me back into him, pushing himself deeper. I’m seeing stars again, completely lost in the moment as he pushes my head down and fills me with his cum. We stay there for a moment just catching our breath, pressed up together. We share a couple of giggles and kisses and get dressed. He made us both a coffee and we cuddled up and talked and watched Austin powers until about 6am when he took me home.
I never thought I’d say yes to a booty call but I’m glad I did that night. When I got home I went to sleep, dreaming about the night I’d just had. When I woke up the next day I was still horny and excited, which leads me to the fourth and final part, coming soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c5rka4/mf_late_night_bootycall_part_3
love it. Hot ..