How I[M] got a blowjob from a new coworker[F]

This happened few weeks ago, I was debating with myself whether to post it or not since few people I know are on Reddit. So I'm using an obvious throwaway and had to change few details.

So, I'm in my mid thirties, around 5' 11", 180 lbs, not the best looking but better looking then most guys in the office. There are mostly guys in the office as we are a tech company and there are still not enough women doing this line of work. We do have a few but I was never interested in them.

Since we are still expanding and growing we are hiring constantly and since we are headquarters all the new hires go trough training here.

So here comes (lets call her) Paula. 5'3", maybe 130 lbs, black hair, not the biggest tits but a really nice ass and perfect hourglass body.
Since we don't have interaction with the customers, the dress code is pretty much non existent. She is every day wearing tight yoga pants that perfectly show her legs and ass. She is sitting quite close to me and every time she walks by I have a fucking hardon.
Since we are all helping with training new people I am too. We hit it off pretty nicely and she is pretty flirty with me until in passing I mention that I do have a girlfriend. At that point I could hear the disappointment in her voice. Flirting stopped but she did mention that she is single several times after that.

My (F)oursome Experience

When I was in college, I went to this house party. It wasn't huge, just about two dozen people hanging out and getting drunk. I went with the hopes off finding someone for a one-night-stand, or maybe just a hot makeout session. What I got was so much better than that and a night I picture again and again.

After a few hours at the party, I was quite comfortably drunk. Some idiot had spilled beer all over me, and so Michael, the guy who was throwing the party, was nice enough to lend me a t-shirt and shorts to change into. After I changed, Michael and I ended up lying in his bed cuddling.

At that point my friend Brianna came in to check on me. She had also been flirting pretty heavily with this guy Tristan, and he followed her in. Both couples were laying together on Michael's queen sized bed. Michael was starting to feel me up and was pinching my nipples through the t-shirt. His hand traveled down and brushed over my pussy. I was incredibly horny at this point and didn't care that there were two other people less than a foot away from me.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.11: Kerina Takes a Chance [f]

They walked into a bigger store. It was big, and well lit, but somehow the bright glaring lighting made the shadows even darker and gave a generally unwelcoming feel. The shelves were higher and closer together, so by the time Kerina got to the counter at the far end of the store, she was feeling worried and intimidated. She momentarily forgot her decision to remain in control and so agreed when Jack offered to ask the tall dingy looking man about her situation.

Kerina chided herself as she regretted her relinquishing control to Jack, but decided to wait; certain the opportunity to act would come. She felt sort of indebted to Jack, as walking here, she had told him all about the condoms and what had happened to her in the classroom yesterday (She hadn't mentioned the library or the security guard, however). He was a good listener and had shared in her outrage that someone would do this to her. Kerina listened to the conversation.

"…so we want to know if you sell them, or if anywhere else does that you know of?" Jack asked the guy.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.9: Kerina Has a Shower and Gets Dressed [f][huml]

Kerina slept a troubled sleep. She huddled up in her sheets, turning in a deep torment. Flashes of things that happened through out the day – her birthday – kept playing across the theatre that is her mind. Waking up in the library surrounded by people with her breasts exposed and a dildo in her, waking in class having apparently wet herself, getting her head stuck in the sink of the girls bathroom, and finally giving the fat gross security guard a blowjob.

The soft squeak of the front door indicating Lisa's return home penetrated her sleep and gave her some measure of comfort. Kerina fell deeper asleep and dreamt no more.


"Hey sleepy head, are you going to wake up?" a sultry voice asked as Kerina awoke, a hand shaking her shoulder.

"Oh, uh morning," Kerina said giving a weak smile, looking up at her beautiful room mate. Lisa is 5'11 with long sandy brown hair, big brown eyes, tanned and pretty, Kerina could not help to admire Lisa's beauty.

"It's 10am. I am going out now, but you are usually up and doing your study or off to class somewhere by now, is everything okay? Did you get lucky last night?" Lisa teased cheekily.

Perfect Replica [Str8, MF, scifi, incest]

Kurt was pensive as he re-read the letter. It was about all that could distract him from his surroundings. “About your dad, huh?” The speaker was to Kurt’s left, fiddling with the fly of his pants. “And my sister, somehow.” “And you got no idea why?” “Some idea.” “Check this out.”

He wasn’t sure he wanted to. Kurt looked up. The room had a dim blue light, with severe shadows from the tiny windows near the ceiling. The man speaking was his boss, so he didn’t deign to disobey.

The man, Fox, had his cock out. It was half-erect already, enormous, glistening with precum, and distinctly synthetic. “You like it?” “What the fuck, Fox?” “This isn’t your first time seeing a mod, man.” “Yeah, but why would I want to look at your dick?” Fox looked proud. “This is a state of the art synthetic penis. It’s custom and handmade. Looks red, like a fox.” He grinned. “Knots like a fox, too.” Kurt held back a groan. His boss was no stranger to creative body mods, such as the pair of very convincing and fully functional fox ears atop his head. It was a little hard to maintain respect for him after that mod was implemented, and that was saying something, since what Fox did for a living was pilot an ultra-complex space combat vessel through fields of asteroids in what was essentially the wild west of the the solar system, and command a private security force which did the same.

Perfect Replica [M/F] [Sci-fi] [Incest]

Kurt was pensive as he re-read the letter. It was about all that could distract him from his surroundings. “About your dad, huh?” The speaker was to Kurt’s left, fiddling with the fly of his pants. “And my sister, somehow.” “And you got no idea why?” “Some idea.” “Check this out.”

He wasn’t sure he wanted to. Kurt looked up. The room had a dim blue light, with severe shadows from the tiny windows near the ceiling. The man speaking was his boss, so he didn’t deign to disobey.

The man, Fox, had his cock out. It was half-erect already, enormous, glistening with precum, and distinctly synthetic. “You like it?” “What the fuck, Fox?” “This isn’t your first time seeing a mod, man.” “Yeah, but why would I want to look at your dick?” Fox looked proud. “This is a state of the art synthetic penis. It’s custom and handmade. Looks red, like a fox.” He grinned. “Knots like a fox, too.” Kurt held back a groan. His boss was no stranger to creative body mods, such as the pair of very convincing and fully functional fox ears atop his head. It was a little hard to maintain respect for him after that mod was implemented, and that was saying something, since what Fox did for a living was pilot an ultra-complex space combat vessel through fields of asteroids in what was essentially the wild west of the the solar system, and command a private security force which did the same.

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 2 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

“We got the rest of the night to ourselves,” Kristie said as she and Arthur walked out the pub’s door.

“Are you sure it’s okay with Hailey and Glenda?” Arthur asked, watching Glenda lock up the pub.

“Relax. Glenda offered,” Kristie said. “She gave us her blessing.”

“Blessing?” Arthur said incredulously. “She’s gone out of her way to keep us apart for the last three days.”

“It was just a test to see if we can still work together; and we passed.”

Arthur smirked and took a deep breath through his nose. “Nearly failed half a dozen times. I can’t keep my eyes and my mind off you.”

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 1 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

Arthur was more nervous than ever. With Hailey gone, he was now alone with Kristie, in a dark room, on a couch.

During the movie, Kristie had progressively made herself more comfortable, going so far as to rest her head on his lap. She had asked him if it was okay, and he had of course said yes, but all the Red Stag and beer he had drank was doing nothing to calm his nerves. He had been sporting a semi since the second she had first laid her head on his lap.

Bask [MF][Oral][Blowjob][Light domination]

You must worship this cock tonight.

When you kneel before it, when it is shoved in your throat, it must become your world. I did not spend so much time making you mine, training you from nothing, to have you struggle with this. You give excellent head, but that is not what this about. But since you seem to be struggling with the distinction between a wonderful, deep experience and getting some guy off—you're going to have to be taught.

My cock is a gift and you are lucky to receive it. To feel my hands on your shoulders, guiding you down with a gentle push. Look me in the eyes–always in the eyes–unless I tell you not to. I want to see them sparkle, shutter and tear up. I want you to use your eyes to tell me everything I need to know while having this power over you. When two people know each other as well as we do, a look will say everything that needs to be said.

The Good Slut (Part 1) [fMM]

This is the first installment of a two or more part series entitled "The Good Slut." Part 1 is largely a setup for Part 2 but the length warranted a split. The premise is about what happens when a woman craves sex just like a man but is socially adept enough to know not to let it define her reputation? Find out in the first installment of "The Good Slut." If you haven't read my other stories check out my submissions on my username

Nothing made you cringe more than when you heard another woman say it – “How come when a guy does it it's acceptable but when a girl does it she's considered a slut?” The way the entire argument was framed was what you hated most about it. It was a proud display of ignorance at the very moment the woman speaking it was certain she was making a point. Whenever you heard these words spoken you automatically scanned for the nearest exit. And it happened more often than you ever would have imagined like a karmic curse for having thoroughly embraced the title but only in complete secrecy.