Author: Bullfillment

Pressing her buttons in the Elevator at work [MF].

*Another from my vault that I removed, but won’t anymore*

A few years back I had a GF and a nice new job which had made a lot of new hires. One was a receptionist/office manager I’ll call Lindy. She was about 5’6, red-hair just past her shoulders, gorgeous green eyes, strong legs leading to an ample destination, and plenty to enjoy in the chest. After several months of annoyances and more than usual office drama we started chatting more and more on Skype to complain and just shoot the proverbial shit.

At the end of one long and frustrating week I joked about wanting to take out my stress on something jokingly. She replied, “You should fuck something.” I stared at my screen for a few minutes in shock, we had never gone that route in our casual chats for sure. Then she quickly replied “Sorry, that was wrong. I haven’t had time to enjoy myself lately.” We had both been working on shipments and logistics for an event coming up and her hours were not being kind to her. Read more »

Creampied the Preacher’s Daughter After a Wedding [Long] [MF]

*Took down my stories, but all is well and returning them to you one at a time.*

My first year out of college, I went to a wedding as the +1 for my friend Dee, because she didn’t want to show up alone and have to deal with the annoyances that were childhood friends and acquaintances asking about her personal life. This isn’t about my friend, so I don’t need to describe her. The wedding was a big one. Lots of people and it was held at the church the bride had been a part of for years. Everyone was familiar with each other aside from the occasional date (myself included).

At the reception everyone went through the traditional steps, toast, first dance, respective parent dance, bouquet and garter toss, then cake. That’s when the fuddy duddy folk started leaving. I had enjoyed a few drinks by that point because I wasn’t socializing, might as well imbibe. Once the older crowds started leaving, I joined in on dancing with some of the younger crowd since the music got better and the liquor-aided confidence got stronger. At one point I turned and was face to face with a cute tight-bodied brunette. She was maybe a foot shorter than me, cute big eyes, wearing a cardigan over a camisole with a perky pair pushing against the buttoned sweater. She had a cute floral skirt and a pair of black leggings under it down to her calf boots. I took her in quickly with my eyes and saw a firm bodied beauty, but young. I held out my hand and asked if she was old enough to dance with me. She blushed and said she’s 19. Read more »

Creampied the Preacher’s Daughter After a Wedding [Long] [MF]

My first year out of college, I went to a wedding as the +1 for my friend Dee, because she didn’t want to show up alone and have to deal with the annoyances that were childhood friends and acquaintances asking about her personal life. This isn’t about my friend, so I don’t need to describe her. The wedding was a big one. Lots of people and it was held at the church the bride had been a part of for years. Everyone was familiar with each other aside from the occasional date (myself included).

At the reception everyone went through the traditional steps, toast, first dance, respective parent dance, bouquet and garter toss, then cake. That’s when the fuddy duddy folk started leaving. I had enjoyed a few drinks by that point because I wasn’t socializing, might as well imbibe. Once the older crowds started leaving, I joined in on dancing with some of the younger crowd since the music got better and the liquor-aided confidence got stronger. At one point I turned and was face to face with a cute tight-bodied brunette. She was maybe a foot shorter than me, cute big eyes, wearing a cardigan over a camisole with a perky pair pushing against the buttoned sweater. She had a cute floral skirt and a pair of black leggings under it down to her calf boots. I took her in quickly with my eyes and saw a firm bodied beauty, but young. I held out my hand and asked if she was old enough to dance with me. She blushed and said she’s 19. Read more »

Holding Calls, But Not Moans. [MF]

The next couple weeks following the [Elevator with Lindy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/go29ke/finger_on_the_coworkers_button_in_an_elevator_mf/) were far better and riskier with each encounter. A summary/montage

* Another heated fingering session in the break area downstairs. I discovered how sensitive she was to clit stimulation,spinning her around rubbing her to a quick satisfying completion from behind while she gripped a drink machine.
* Taking full advantage a couple days later with my new found power over her clit. Making her cum 4 times that day. Behind her desk, in my office, another mail run, and again at her desk.
* A couple more work days later (playful flirting continued). She needed to exact sexual revenge on my taking control of her climaxes so much, so she met me in the parking lot after lunch and pulled me into the stairwell (The elevator was in prime usage during this time by coworkers). She squatted down without a word, denying me a chance to take her. Once my cock finally revealed itself to her, I knew I lost the playful fight as her eagerness to swallow all of me became apparent. She worked it fast and with purpose, spitting on me and trying to get me finishing as fast as I got her off. It was cute to see her try, eventually she was rewarded though. I knew then escalation was imminent.
* A drive to lunch with some road head with the office receptionist.
* And handjob in my office while on call with a contractor for a project. Read more »

Finger On the Co-Worker’s Button in an Elevator [MF]

A few years back I had a GF and a nice new job which had made a lot of new hires. One was a receptionist/office manager I’ll call Lindy. She was about 5’6, red hair just past her shoulders, gorgeous green eyes, great curves, and plenty to enjoy in the chest. After several months of annoyances and more than usual office drama we started chatting more and more on Skype to complain and just shoot the proverbial shit.

At the end of one long and frustrating week I joked about wanting to take out my stress on something jokingly. She replied, “You should fuck something.”

I stared at my screen for a few minutes in shock, we had never gone that route in our casual chats for sure. Then she quickly replied “Sorry, that was wrong. I haven’t had time to enjoy myself lately.” We had both been working on shipments and logistics for an event coming up and her hours were not being kind to her.

“If I didn’t have a girlfriend I would gladly offer to solve that problem,” I joked knowing nothing about her and not wanting to reveal my scoundrel ways and intentions in the past. “That’s ok,” She replied. I thought it was a sweet throwaway. “Girlfriends haven’t stopped me before [tongue out emoji]“ was the message that immediately followed. Read more »

Cast Party 2: The Following Morning [MF]

The morning following the [CAST PARTY](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gmycqx/celebrating_at_cast_party_mf/), I headed out to run my errands. We had a show that night, but that wasn’t the reason for my eagerness to get out. I texted Joey saying I hope she enjoyed the rest of the party and sorry I didn’t say bye when I left. She quickly replied that she didn’t get to thank me for last night. I told her I was out and could swing by to make her feel more thankful.

Well, I was there in ten minutes and tapped her door. I had on a t-shirt and some shorts. I heard her frantically unlock the door to let me in. She flung the door open and grabbed my shirt before I could see what she had on, and kissed me. Our lips were still instantly familiarizing themselves with each other. My arm was instantly wrapped around her waist. She had a shirt on but no bra, I can tell from our embrace and her chest pressed to mine. I ran a hand down her body and noticed the shirt was barely covering her ass. I felt the outline of her ass, she was wearing a weakness for my sensibility, boyshorts. As I held her and pushed her against a small table in her apartment, we broke our embrace and she smiled at me, “I was so worried it was the alcohol that caused last night.” Read more »

Celebrating At Cast Party [MF]

It was a cast party following a run of a show I was in for a local theater. I was drinking as one is wont to do at a cast party to let go of all the hours, days, and weeks you just threw into something. I went upstairs to get another plate of food since I was getting “drunk hungers.” While waiting in line at the table I caught the eyes of Joey, she was one of the actresses and a sexy little creature. About her: 5’6, nice big smile behind some beautiful lips, equally beautiful hips in a “curved but I run a lot kind of way”, green eyes, and long blonde hair (still styled from the show). She was wearing a black maxi dress that showed off her chest and her handful of B cups. About me…See my history. She was smiling at me and I just grinned back. We had joked a lot leading up to the shows during long tech rehearsals and her downtime backstage. She was in a circle of conversation with some others and they were going on and on about some boring topics or trying to inflate themselves with some acting class BS they just discovered. Read more »