collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
*This story is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or older.*
My name is Haley and this is a story about how I found out about my roommate’s unusual condition. I was looking for an apartment to move into since I was tired of living with my grandma. My older brother mentioned that his friend had an apartment with a room he was trying to rent out. It was pretty close to my job so I decided to go look at it. I drove to the apartment complex and knocked on the door.
My boyfriend is gaming with the boys, laughing historically while playing Valorant and chatting with his buddies. I feel a pang of jealousy, knowing he only laughs this loud for his online friends. I sit on the couch in the other room and sulk, what the hell am I going to do tonight?
It’s too cold outside to do anything fun, but I can’t just sit around and watch TV all night. I flip through the options of yet another one of Netflix’s dating shows and click something random to fill the noise.
I lie there, watching the screen and reach up my thin, cropped sweater to start touching my nipples, just subconsciously as I drown in TV boredom. I like how fast they harden to my touch. If I could, I’d suck my own nipples, my breasts are perfect, double D. Although having big boobs is annoyingly uncomfortable in any shirt, touching my boobs turns me on automatically, heat rising from my sweatpants as I switch from one boob to the next.
*Fuck it, I should have some fun of my own.*
I tip toe to the TV stand and find my secret stash of toys. I’ve been keeping my sex toys in the living room– I just have more fun on the couch playing with myself. Plus, no one expects a vibrator to be in the same cubby as board games. It’s been a while since I pulled this naughty device out. The toy is pink, with a normal vibrator on one side and a sucking device on the other side, I think you know where that goes..
*Fuck it’s dead.*
Annoyed I find the small usb in the cubby and plug it into the wall beside the couch, watching the charger light pop on. *Only a few more minutes until I make myself cum all over.*
I’m all hot and bothered now and can’t concentrate on the show. I feel the wetness start and reach down into my sweatpants to warm myself up. I’m one of those people who can have sex anytime, anywhere, it takes only a few moments to get super horny. My boyfriend is the opposite. It needs to be the right time, right place for any kind of sex. Luckily I have the sex drive for both of us and he takes care of me when I ask. But I do wish he was here, making me wet instead. I strip off my sweatpants and move my panties to the side, already damp in preparation. A soft moan escapes as I stick my finger deeper, picturing his big cock inside of me. I start teasing myself, one hand pinching my nipple and the other tracing the length of my labia, flicking my clit ever so slightly. A wave washes through me.
*My god I’m going to come without the vibrator.*
I get on all fours and start really touching myself, inserting a second finger. I can’t help but let the moans escape. I reach deeper, ass to the sky and chest against the carpet below, really getting into it. This is exactly what I needed after a long day at work. I shut my eyes and picture my guy up behind me, dick deep inside of me from behind, pounding me again and again. My body rocks back and worth each time with my fingers in and out of my wet pussy. My nipples sting as they graze the carpet roughly back and forth. The tingles start in my toes and my hands and finally, *the release.* Cum starts pouring out of me, around my hand and on to the carpet beneath me. My whole body twitches, and I fall on my back, just allowing the waves of satisfaction wash over me again and again.
There’s a faint ringing in my ears as my breathing slows but it gets interrupted by another loud laugh from the other room. The bedroom door is almost fully closed, with a small crack. My boyfriend is completely unaware of me fucking myself in the room beside him. *Would he even care or is he having too much fun with his friends?*
The thrill of knowing he could have walked in on me pleasuring myself at any time is a huge turn on. Would he like seeing me on the ground like this?
I grab my vibrator and unplug it, it doesn’t need too much charging time. I drop my soaked panties from my waist and let it hit the floor. I sit back up on the couch and spread my legs, starting up the clit simulator on my vibrator. I squeeze it into me on the perfect spot and turn it on, skipping the first two sucking speeds, the vibrator starts humming on mode-3.
*Uhhhhhh,* I moan. My clit is so sensitive from just cumming but I rock the vibrator back and forth on my clit anyways. This is the best investment I’ve ever made. The sucking does all the work and my wet pussy is covered in my liquid, leaking out on my hands as I press the vibrator into me. I watch the vibrator between my hairy lips, slow movement up and down, knowing exactly where to hit the perfect pleasure spot. *Another moan escapes my lips.* My nipples are super hard as I pinch them between my fingers with my left hand. My breathing gets loud as my heart rate picks up, like I’ve just been running. I can feel my face getting flush. All of a sudden, my whole body lights up. *Round two so fast?* The tingles reappear on my toes and my vision goes blurry as the pleasure and pain wraps together into a magical release. *Holy shit.*
My body trembles in one big burst, I squirt all over my couch below me and I roll over to the side, the pleasure forcing me to retract into a fetal position. My pussy throbs as liquid is being forced out with each wave of orgasm.
*Holy fuck that was hot.*
I tremble as I try to sit up on the now cum-stained couch. My body shakes a few more times trying to steady my breathing. I try and focus as the ringing dies down in my ears but I hear something else, another quick breath nearby.
I look towards the door quick, red cheeks glowing, wondering if I got caught in the act.
Nope, just the bedroom door, slightly ajar.
Curious, I walk to the door and peek inside slowly, it’s awfully quiet now.
As soon as I push the door in a bit I see my boyfriend, sitting in him gaming chair, hands on his dick, masterbating by himself. He has one hand jerking off and the other gripping the chair, leaning back with his eyes closed. Fuck he looks so hot, I’m immediately turned on again just watching his big hands move up and down. His dick is fully erected, reaching past his belly button, precum leaking out the top. *I lick my lips.*
I’ve never seen him masterbate without me, it’s so sexy seeing him go wild.
I watch him moan slightly as if he’s almost ready to burst, but he senses me near the door and looks over.
*“Oh fuck, babe!”* He yells, not stopping his hands, but looking at me with hungry eyes.
I’m still naked waist down and my boobs are propping my thin sweater up so you see the underboob, I know the sight of me is turning him on way too much to stop. I immediately go over to his computer and drop to my knees, not saying a word and stick his throbbing dick into my mouth. He lets out a loud moan and start fucking my face with his dick. Grabbing the back of my head, fingers knotted in my hair he forces himself down my throat, him sitting on the chair and my head moving back and forth quickly.
*I’m going to cum.* He growls at me, thrusting my head down fast and faster. I move my tongue around his dick while sucking, ready for his load.
He releases into my face, body trembling and slows down the release on my head. and I drink it all up, gagging on the amount of cum in my mouth.
*Baby that was so hot. How did you know?-*
I gave him a sly smile, *It sounded suspiciously quiet in here.*
I planned to meet my boyfriend’s (at the time, now ex) family at their house for dinner a few months into our relationship. Their impression was that I had beat them to their house by a few minutes and was patiently waiting for dinner. What they didn’t know is that I was getting fucked by their son while we were home alone.
It was us in his room in his empty house and he was teasing me about how his parents have no idea how I’m such a slut for him. This turned me on and I started giving him head. I had my hair and makeup all done so i didn’t let him get too rough with me. I ended up riding his dick while he laid on his bed and I told him I wanted to have his cum in me when I met his parents. He was of course into it and I rode him until he came in my pussy. I put my jeans on and waited downstairs for them. I could feel it on my legs when we were conversing in their living room and it made me feel so dirty!
My boyfriend took off for a full week for a work conference. He was bored and lonely and every night, he’d Facetime me when he was in bed and we’d catch up. He’d go on and on about how stupid everyone was at the conference and how boring everyone was.
“At least the weekend stuff won’t be so bad. They scheduled the conference and meetings in the morning and afternoon so we could have the early evening off to hang out. Great.”
He rolled his eyes.
“I have an idea,” I said. “Go to the front desk and add my name to the reservation. And I’ll come out on Friday!”
“Really?” He asked. He was already smiling. “Wait can I do that?”
“Sure you can,” I said. “The room is already paid for. I’ll just get a flight and if anyone asks, I’ll just say I got my own room.”
“Fuck yeah!” He said. “I’m gonna call the front desk right now. Hold on.”
He dropped the phone on the bed and grabbed the landline. It rang.
“Front desk,” a sultry sounding woman said.
I felt his presence even before I heard his footsteps behind me. That’s how he always appeared: Suddenly I heard him, even though my door was double locked, and my apartment was on the fifth floor.
I was prepared for his coming, wearing only a miniskirt and a blouse, less to keep warm than to please him: He loved to rip my clothes off. Not that he didn’t own me anyway, but to flaunt this fact every day anew gives him enormous pleasure.
Already I felt his hands wrapped around my breasts from behind. His palms produced small sparks of pleasure even through the fabric where they touched me. He ruthlessly squeezed my tits between his hands, like stress balls, completely ignoring me. Still, I felt myself getting quite warm between my legs.
He must have felt it too. Casually, he bent one knee forward. As soon as I noticed this, I shifted my weight back and pressed my hot crotch against him. I felt the fabric of his jeans. Like an animal in heat, without thinking, I began to rub myself against his leg in hasty back and forth motions. I was sure that at that moment his winning smile appeared on his lips, which meant something like: I knew it, little one, you just can’t resist!
Part 1 is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/x1egtq/new_neighbours_part_1_the_bike_ride_m39f18/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/x1egtq/new_neighbours_part_1_the_bike_ride_m39f18/)
When Mikey got home, Sarah was in the kitchen making dinner.
“You were gone a long time,” she said.
“Yes. Lauren’s bike broke so we had to fix it by the road. It took ages so we didn’t get many miles in,” Mikey replied.
“Then why do you look such a mess? You look exhausted.” Sarah leaned over to kiss Mikey on the cheek. “Oh my god, you stink too. Go and get in that shower.”
“It’s hot out. Good idea.” Mikey went for the shower, hopeful that Sarah didn’t suspect anything.
“Oh. By the way, David and Anne have invited the whole street for a barbecue at their house tomorrow. I said we’d go,” Sarah shouted from downstairs.
“Sounds great, hunny,” replied Mikey, suddenly nervous about seeing Lauren again.
***
The next day, the three of them walked over to the Smiths’ house.
“Hi,” said David. “Lauren was just telling me how good the bike ride was yesterday. She was exhausted when she got home!”
“That’s funny,” said Sarah. “I thought Lauren’s bike broke and you didn’t get many miles in?”
Kelley’s heart was racing as she walked into the hot yoga studio. She had never been to a coed class before, let alone a nude one. She had come with her friend, Emily, who had convinced her to try something new. Kelley was nervous but excited, and she couldn’t help but feel a little turned on by the idea of doing yoga naked with strangers.
As she stripped off her clothes, Kelley couldn’t help but notice that she was the only one who had recently had a bikini wax. Most of the other women had at least some hair covering their labia, but Kelley’s was completely exposed. She felt a rush of vulnerability, but also a sense of liberation.
When the class began, Kelley was paired up with a tall, muscular man with dark skin and a thick, uncut penis. She could feel her heart racing as they started doing partner poses, each of them supporting the other’s weight as they stretched and twisted their bodies.
Kelley couldn’t help but glance down at her partner’s erection as they moved together, and she felt a pang of desire deep in her core. She had never been with a man who was so well-endowed, and the thought of what it would feel like to have him inside her was almost too much to bear.
We can blame it all on the alcohol but I’m just a slut deep down in my heart.
I went home to my parents house for Thanksgiving. As is tradition we all went to a party the next day that’s comprised of a few different families. A sort of giant Friendsgiving among close family friends. I wasn’t too excited to go but I had my vibrating butt plug to keep it a little bit interesting for me.
It wasn’t too much out of the ordinary. Four families getting together at a house to drink and share leftovers and stuff like that. I wasn’t expecting much and was just really looking for a quiet little corner to go and drink and at least be a little sociable by making an appearance.
One of my dad’s good friends was there. Recently divorced and a late addition to the party. He and I found ourselves as the sort of outsiders of the group, not wanting to be there but being there for appearances sake. I was flirting with him a bit and he was politely indulging it. I could tell he wasn’t really sure how to react and that made it pretty fun for me with that.
My first week on Tinder and zero matches. Not unsurprising I suppose, I am only 5’11” 😉. This one afternoon I had been swiping for a while when I got my first match. Excitedly I sent through my first message “Hi! Great to match with you, how’s your day been?” hardly a great intro I know but being new to Tinder I basically had zero game.
Anyway there was no reply, I waited for a while but nothing. I went about my day and about 5pm the reply came “Hi nice to match with you too! What are you up to now?”
I was actually about to head out to meet some friends for dinner, but wanted to see if there was a better offer coming.
“Not much, just hanging round the house. How about you?” I replied,
“Same, do you want to come over for a drink?” she said.
“Of course that would be great” I immediately started getting some nicer clothes on.
After some more chat and an exchange of photos she sent her address and I was on my way.
**The ride home**
We were getting ready to leave the restaurant so my husband called for an Uber. We always get an Uber black car because they’re not that much more expensive and the drivers and vehicles always seem to be on time and much more professional.
We said good night to the owners and thanked Pam our waitress again as we walked out.
I said to Rick, that was close, regarding almost getting caught by our waitress.
Rick said well hun you keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better, but you were caught red-handed or a better expression would be pink-handed, as he laughed.
Nonsense I told Rick, she lost her train of thought at our table, It was nothing more than that when she showed up with our salads, okay, Rick laughed.
Our Uber driver tonight was a younger Latin woman named Lucia and she was driving a newer large black SUV. Some black car drivers do their best to make your riding experience just like you are in a professional car service. Some have blackened windows others have small coolers with beer and wine, and some go out of their way so we always leave them a good tip, and i’m sure they have figured this out.