0 comments/ 54239 views/ 4 favorites Coworker's Delight By: DooneyGirl I had wanted him since the first day we started working together. I hadn't thought anything of him in those first few hours that we started. He wasn't anything I would have looked twice at on any given day. But this day, we were training side by side. He stood about 5'10" he had dark red hair and skin so white he was pink. He had an Italian last name but you could tell his momma was Irish because that's what he looked like. He had a perfectly symmetrical nose and light brown hazel eyes. The first thing I noticed that day was his sense of humor. He was funny and he was really confident. Then I saw his feet, they were huge. I know, just a myth, but I couldn't help but notice they were big for someone only 5'10". But the last thing, the thing that sealed my fate was his voice. It was so deep, so soft yet firm. His vocal chords just seemed to vibrate on a frequency that made the walls of my pussy quiver. It had been going on for a couple of weeks now. Our cubicles neighbored each other and the walls were only 4 feet high so we chatted often and helped each other with our workload. We made a great team and our supervisor loved us for it. She piled on the work and we cranked it out and I enjoyed every blessed second of it. But it was sooo hard. We worked together, CLOSELY together. This was so unethical to even consider. One Friday, I happened to go out with a few people from work at a local bar. We were having a good time and it got a little later I think than any of us anticipated. At around 9p Justin walked in with a girl. He saw the few of us who were left and came over to say hello. Introduced the girl as "Kate" Not 'my friend Kate' but just 'Kate.' There seemed to be something bothering him ever so slightly but I couldn't tell what it was. They decided to join us and in the next hour and a half the last few people had left from the office. Kate got up and excused herself to the bathroom. As soon as she was in the door Justin had pinned me against the wall. "I really want to kiss you." You're crazy, your girlfriend is here." "I notice you didn't say anything about there being a problem with us working together or more to the point, that you don't want to." "Well, of course there is tha-" I stammered. "She's not my girlfriend, she's my date and I don't want her. I'm here because she asked me, not because I asked her. I want you. I've wanted you since the day we started working together. I know you want me too." "What makes you think-" And before I could get the words out, his mouth was on mine. He didn't try to shove his tongue in my mouth. His lips sucked mine urgently as I tried to push him back. Truth is I didn't really want him to stop and quickly gave up the fight as I sucked his lips back. I felt his tongue slightly peruse my lips without intruding. Somewhere in the background I was aware that my hand was still on his chest from trying to push him off of me. Finally, he stopped kissing me and I stumbled slightly, I was so grateful for the wall behind me. My breath was coming in slight gasps and I felt my face flushed. "What makes me think what?" He asked smiling at me. "Here comes your date." I said. She came back to us and I made up some excuse about having to leave. "Justin, go walk her to her car. Don't let her walk out there alone." Little did she know. "I'm all right, really." "Don't be silly, it's getting late and all these guys are drunk here. Justin, go with her." "It's no trouble Celeste. I'll be right back Kate." He did indeed walk me to my car. When we arrived at the car he pinned my body against it and wrapped his arms around my body. I felt his warm hands slowly make their way through my hair. He bent to kiss me and this time I returned it full force and we wasted no time in touching tongues. What was I doing? "I want to see you tomorrow." He said when we came up for air. "All right. Call me tomorrow." "I will." "I know. I'll answer." The next day that phone didn't leave my side. When it finally rang I jumped out of my skin. "Hello?" "I thought for a minute you weren't going to pick up." "I told you I would." "So, what are you doing?" "Drying off." "Are you freshly cleaned on a Saturday evening?" "Of course I am." I made my voice huskier. "Mmmm, give me your address and I'll pick you up at 8p. Wear something dressy and if you don't mind, I prefer a skirt or a little black dress." "You prefer." I sassed. "I do. Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a good time, it will be worth it to listen to me." "I'll see you at 8p." I laughed into the phone. "Yes, you will." I hung up the phone and ran to the closet. I had the perfect dress. It was an oriental style dress. But it was black as night velvet and had blood red filigree tastefully placed, and though it was a high neck dress, it had cap sleeves and a skirt that left little to the imagination. I wore a little pair of Jimmy Choo mules. They were black with pointy toes and little two and half inch heels. I was suddenly a whopping 5'4" and a half. I looked at myself in the mirror. My body looked good in this dress, not that there was anything wrong with it. I'm petite so I have curves. 32C breasts, 22 waist and 34 hips. Oh yes, you could see the Sicilian in those hips. However, my hair would not do worn down tonight. This dress called for it to be up. I quickly pulled it into a French twist and left a tendril free. I put on some lip gloss and mascara. I didn't need much, I always had nice skin and I just didn't believe in the stuff I guess. But going out at least called for mascara for my baby blues and some gloss. I also swept a little shimmer over my face and instantly I glowed. Not long after I heard the bell ring. I went to the door and opened it. There he stood and he looked so good. He had on Timbs and slacks that fit his lower half perfectly. He wore a thick Phat Farm sweater that was olive green and it looked so good on him with that dark red hair. I couldn't believe that a red head was turning me on. "Wow. I knew you'd look good but I had no idea." I blushed. "Oh stop silly." "What? Take the compliment, don't be embarrassed by it, It's true, I'll have the hottest girl in the club tonight." "Woman." "And how. So, can I come in?" He asked. I laughed a little at myself. "Where are my manners, of course, please come in." He closed the door and turned to me. He just looked me in my eyes. "What?" I asked, slightly intimidated but in such a good warm way. "I have to kiss you." "Have to? No one's making you." "Oh yes. You are in that dress with those shoes and that hair and..." He walked up to me and looked down at me. I looked back up at him and finally looked down. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face back up. "Don't be afraid of me." "I'm no-" And once again his sweet little lips were on mine. I felt his hands on my waist and they encircled me as he lifted me up to his level. "You are so little." He said as we parted lips. "And you keep cutting me off mid-sentence with those kisses of yours." I smiled. "Do you mind?" "No." "Mmm, we'd better get out of here before I ravish you right here." He said. "Patience and confidence. You are sure of yourself." He just looked at me and winked. He took me to the city that night to a nightclub that played mostly hip hop. He danced me under the table. For a white boy he had some moves. His body stayed glued to mine much of the night as we moved to the beat. I could feel every inch of him and realized for the first time that night that we were basically having sex through our clothes. The only difference was the lack of penetration but he was making love to me on that dance floor. At one point he had me facing away from him and his hands were planted on my hips and he leaned over me. I felt his breath hot on my neck and then I felt his mouth on it as well. His lips gently sucked up the line of my neck and worked his way up to my ear. He sucked the lobe and lightly bit it. "I dream of you at night. I dream of being inside you and making you cum." He said. I leaned back into him and reached my arm behind his head and pulled him in a backwards kiss. He turned me around to face him to the beat of the blaring music. One hand was on my ass and the other held me by my neck. "Let's get out of here." I heard myself say. "If you don't get out of those clothes soon I think I'll take them from you right here on the dance floor." Justin didn't need to be told twice. He eagerly led me to the coat check and got our coats. When we arrived back at my house he actually opened my door for me and held out his hand to help me out of the car. I heard my heel hit the pavement and knew my leg looked sexy in this exiting position. If he looked just right he could see a hint of my panties as my legs parted to get out of the car. "Where are your keys?" He asked. I held them up and he took them. "Which one?" I showed him wondering what he was up to and without warning he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" I laughed. "Making sure you don't get away. I've waited for so long to have you and I'm not going to mess it up now." I heard the keys jingle as he approached the door. "I wasn't going to go anywhere." "Shshshshsh, just sit back, relax, and enjoy my ride." He snickered. I smiled as he opened the door. I saw the parking area get smaller and smaller as we entered and the door closed. He walked to the bedroom and he stood me in front of the bed. It was a rather high bed and king size. "That's a rather large bed for someone so small and who sleeps alone." "Mmmm, but it's all mine." He smiled down at me and slid my coat off my shoulders. He pulled me into another kiss, a soft tempting kiss and I was vaguely aware of his hands holding my neck seeking out the zipper to my dress. Once found I heard the zip as he slowly pulled it down my back. Once down he opened the back of my dress and caressed my back never once breaking contact with my mouth. I felt the dress being pulled gently forward and then fall to my feet. He broke the kiss then and stepped a little away from me. He looked down at me. I had thigh high black silk stockings on and a black lace bra. The lights weren't on but the room was lit up from the moon. "God, you're beautiful." He whispered. I blushed as I reached for his sweater and pulled it off of him. I unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down. He took off the T-shirt he had on under the sweater as I proceeded to slowly drag his underwear down his body. We laughed as we realized we both forgot to get his shoes off first. He hastily untied and kicked them off and stepped out of the rest of his clothes. I lifted my leg behind me to take off my shoes but he stopped me. "Please don't. Not yet." He eyed me more hungrily and I lowered my leg. He then scooped me up in his arms and placed me on the bed. He got on all fours above me, his hands resting just under my armpits and he lowered his upper body down to kiss me. I caressed his face and ran my fingers though his hair. His kisses went lower. I felt his lips on my chin and my neck, down to my chest and then I heard him breathe a sigh of happiness when he realized the clasp to my bra was in the front. He quickly released them and let out a growl as they were free. He bent and kissed my right nipple. Suckled it then ever so gently grinded it with his teeth. He then moved to the left nipple. He kneaded the aroused flesh and suckled them just a little longer before moving down to my belly. His hands massaged my breasts and abdomen as I felt his tongue enter my belly button and what a strange tickling sensation that was. No one had ever done that before. On to my stomach and finally I felt him approaching my pussy. I held my breath in torture and anticipation. His hands were on my hips slowly dragging off my black panties. I lifted one leg at a time to facilitate their removal and he kissed my leg and my knee as this happened. Once they were gone his hands were spreading my thighs and sighing in joy, "Let me get a good look at you now." I felt one of his hands leave my thigh as the other parted my pouting moist lips. I felt a finger enter me gently, then 2 then 3. A small moan escaped my lips as I felt his thumb start to gently stroke over my clit as his fingers started to slowly fuck in and out of me. "I've wanted to see your pussy for so long. Wanted to feel it grip my fingers and come on my cock." A small whimper escaped my lips. Now I felt the other hand leave my leg as well as it grabbed the top of my pussy and pulled it up. I then felt his hot breath on me as his thumb left my clit was replaced with his lips. First he sucked on the tiny bud and then his tongue found its way as well. He teased me with his butterfly strokes. My breathing became more labored and I started to grind against his mouth and fingers. I could feel something building within me and didn't want to cum so fast. Didn't want his mouth to leave me yet. My hands rushed down to his head and grabbed it, letting the fingers slide through his silky hair, loathing the idea of it leaving my pussy and yet loving the idea that this man could make me so hot so fast. His tongue picked up the pace and his lips would suck my clit in and release them over and over. Finally, I could take no more and I deluged his mouth with my first orgasm of the night. He reached up and grabbed one of my breasts as I came and lightly pinched a nipple. Twisted it deliciously as I came there on his hand. "Are you ready for me, Celeste?" He asked. I smiled down at him as he raised his body up. For the first time I caught sight of his dick hard and was a little startled yet so hot to have him. I hadn't expected him to be packing like that. It had to be 10" long and as thick as my wrist. I found later that I couldn't even close my hand around the base of it. It was shaped like a missile. The farther down the shaft you went the thicker his pole got. "Don't worry, Baby, I'll go slow at first." He seemed to read my mind, but something told me that wasn't the first time he'd seen that expression on a woman's face. He knelt between my legs and just stroked his cock up and down my lips teasing me. And then I felt him position that fat head right at the opening of my cunt. He let it stay there as he lowered himself over me. His lips found mine and as his tongue started to enter my mouth, so his cock started to penetrate the folds that hungered for him. The first sensation was one of pure pleasure, but as he got a little further in the thickness of him was giving me a run for my money. I sucked in my breath and inadvertently broke from his kiss. "I know, Baby, I know. Just relax, I'll stay gentle and slow. At least until you're used to me." He smiled at me and kissed my nose. "God, I've wanted to be inside you so long. I've dreamed of your tiny little body being invaded by mine. I've dreamed of making you cum all over my cock." I felt a couple of more inches that felt like a mile slide up into me. The pain of him was delicious. "Tonight I'm going to make you feel the way you're supposed to." He grabbed my lips with his mouth again as I felt even more of him slip inside the tight vice like grip of my pussy. I could feel the lips swollen out around him as my body tried to take in something that was just a little too big for it. He pulled the monstrous cock out of me to the head and then slid him back in gaining another inch. My breath was hard and he stroked my hair as he looked into my eyes. He bent and kissed my neck, sucked it. "It's almost in, you almost have it all. Do you think you can handle it?" He asked, his voice even richer than I remembered it and that just seemed to make me more wet. My eyes snapped open in shock as I felt the rest of him glide into me. I felt his cock everywhere. Never had I been so stuffed, so gorged to repletion. "There, you have it all now. I don't know how your little body can take it, but you have it all." I felt his hips resting flush against my body and knew he wasn't lying. I felt him slowly draw himself out and then slide right back in. He started a slow stroking motion in and out of my tight little ravaged pussy and I heard myself moaning every time he hit that part of my body I didn't even know existed. No one had ever been so deep inside of me before. I can't say there wasn't some discomfort, but it wasn't a bad kind. It seemed to set the pleasure I was feeling off and make it explode. He picked up the pace a little and drove into me with long, hard, irresistible strokes. I started to raise up to meet him now that I had fully adjusted to him. My hands clawed his back but not cruelly. I moved them down to his ass and grabbed the cheeks as I tried to push him further into me. "I noticed this bed is quite high." I heard him say. I wasn't paying much attention as I was concentrating on the amount of cock I had in me but I started to comprehend what he said as he slid out of me and stood at the foot of the bed. I raised up on my elbows curious to see what he was doing. He reached down over my body and grabbed me by my thighs. He pulled me down to the edge of the bed so fast I didn't know what had happened until I was there. He lifted my left leg up on his shoulder and held the right one out as he split my body open. He came a little closer and continued his piercing of my pussy with that monstrous cock he possessed. He started really pounding into me now. I was howling from the ecstasy and agony of it. My pussy walls quaked with him but every time he hilted me I saw stars. But oh how pretty they were. "Stroke your clit for me. I want to see you play with yourself." He commanded. I slid a black-red nailed hand down to my pussy and began to circle it with my fingers. He let go of the leg on his shoulder as it stayed put he put a hand under me and lifted me up to meet his attack. "Mmm, your pussy sucks my cock so well. I knew you'd be tight and hot. I've wanted to feel your mouth on my cock too." He let go of the other leg and I propped my foot on the edge of the bed to keep myself wide open. His hand came up to my face as he traced the outline of my lips then stuck a finger in my mouth. "Have you ever sucked a cock so big, Celeste? Do you want to suck mine?" At his words I started to cum. It was his turn to groan as my tight pussy squeezed the shit out of his dick. "Oh my God you're so fucking tight." He sighed. As my orgasm started to subside he grabbed my ankles and folded my body in half. He leaned into me then. He started to kneel on the bed and he began to stab into me. The gentleness of it gone as he pounded my pussy at a blinding speed. My sensitive pussy that had just cum was on her way to having her third orgasm of the night. "That's right, you cum on my cock. You cum for me right now. You ever been so stuffed with cock before?" His words were making me hotter by the second. I reached between my ankles that were up by my head and grabbed him by the hair and kissed him. He bit my lips as the savagery of his orgasm started to take hold over his body. I felt him twitching inside me and then his hot jiz splashed my womb as I felt his whole body shiver. He let go of my legs and I wrapped them around his back, loathe to release him. He slipped his arms under my own and held me to him fast. His face buried in my neck as he started to catch his breath. He stayed inside me not wanting to pull out of me and he didn't seem to be fading yet either. He caught his breath a little and I lifted his head up to face me by the hair. "I guess there's something to be said for a younger man's stamina." I laughed. He let a laugh out as he was still gasping for air. He held me tighter to him and rolled over onto his back. Coworker's Delight The door to the "Quiet Room" opened and Jason popped his head in to say, "I've been looking for you. Annie and Stephanie want to play foosball." "Again? They're gluttons for punishment." I got off the couch and made my way out. The Quiet Room was exactly what its name sounded like. We worked for a tech support company, and sometimes the ringing phones and constant talking got to be too much. So, management decided to set up a room that was sound-proofed, dimly lit, and contained comfortable couches. There were no windows, so nobody walking by the room could gawk at anyone relaxing in there. It was nice to just go in there and sit quietly with a book sometimes. Jason and I made our way to the break room. Annie and Steph were waiting at the table when we got there. Annie was a tiny woman. I'd heard someone call her a 'skinny-minny', and that was true. Her measurements were probably about 33B-23-33 and she was a little less than five feet tall. Her black hair and dark eyes went well with her olive complexion. Stephanie was just the opposite. Not that she was fat by any means, she was voluptuous. She had a full figure that always reminded me of Kate Winslet in Titanic. She had blond hair and blue eyes which sparkled when she was happy or being mischievous. Something that happened frequently. "Ready for another beat down?" Jason asked. We had never lost to them, so he had a right to be cocky. "Will you spot us five points?" Annie asked, making a pouty face. She was so small that it made her look like a little girl. "I don't know," I replied. "What do we get out of it?" "A real challenge," Steph said. Jason suddenly had an evil grin on his face. "I think that if we win, you should streak around the office for us." "I think you're an idiot." Annie's voice was acid. "Five points or not, I have to get back on the phone soon." "Okay, okay. Deal," I said. Over the course of the next few days, every time we beat them, Jason and I would tease them by asking when they were going to streak for us. The women were good natured about losing, even when we gave them a lead. They took the teasing well, too, but wouldn't relent. Not that we expected them to. Stephanie was married and Annie was living with her boyfriend. Jason and I were both single, but I had a pretty steady girlfriend. We weren't so much flirting as hoping to see a little more flesh than we normally got during a workday. On Monday of the next week, Jason and Steph were both gone to a meeting in a conference center across town. Annie came over to my cube, leaning through the doorway in a way that pulled her white blouse tautly across her breasts. "Foosball after lunch?" "One on one?" "I guess." "Will you-" "No! I won't streak for you!" She laughed. "Pervert." I smiled, winking at her. "I'm not sure why it's perverted to want to see a beautiful woman naked." She walked away, giggling, and I thought that I saw a little extra wiggle in her hips. They were really nice hips, I thought, going back to work. I gave her an eight point lead and still won 10-9. I raised one eyebrow at her in a question, but she just shook her head. "We have time for one more, I think," she said then kept talking in the same breath, "do you really think I'm beautiful?" "I, uh." My brain failed to send the signals to my mouth fast enough and I had to concentrate to answer her question. "Of course you are." She smiled and said, "If you weren't seeing Jessica, would you ask me out?" Again, my brain was having trouble making my mouth work. "Aren't you living with a guy?" "Pretend I wasn't. Would you ask me out?" "I guess. Why?" "I was just curious." We played again. I beat her again. This time she didn't even score a goal. I was kind of afraid to even tease her about flashing me after our earlier conversation. I muttered, "Good game," and made my way toward the door. Annie was giving me a strange look that I couldn't explain. I had flirted with her for months, and she never did more than smile about it -- there was an understanding between us that we didn't do more than flirt since we were both attached. The next day, I saw Annie as soon as I came into the office. I had mulled over her words for most of the evening before and had replayed our conversation in my head during the ride in. After thinking about her so much, seeing her had a surreal quality to it. I'd never seen Annie in a skirt before that day, but she was wearing a blue one that went all the way to her ankles. Her blouse, a slightly paler blue that looked wonderful against her dark skin, was unbuttoned to the point that her neckline was almost inappropriate. I didn't think that anyone would complain. She smiled at me and I smiled back, but we didn't speak. I got to work, throwing myself at my job as a way to still the thoughts in my mind. After a couple hours, I couldn't take any more calls without a break. Grabbing the book that I was reading, I headed for the Quiet Room. It was where I took all my breaks -- very few people ever used it, so I was able to read in peace. I had just opened the book and found my place on the page when the door quickly opened and closed. I glanced up and was surprised to see Annie. She gave me a nervous smile. "Still want me to flash you?" She asked. Her cheeks darkened a little as she blushed. I'd played out many fantasies in which Annie had a starring role; so, the first thing that crossed my mind was that I'd drifted off to sleep while reading and I was dreaming. "What?" "Yes or no. Quick," she said. "Yes." My voice cracked, betraying my nervousness and anticipation. Her eyes went to the floor as her fingers started undoing even more of the buttons on her blouse. "No touching. Just looking. Okay?" "Yes," I said again, my voice barely a whisper as more and more of her flesh came into view. She was standing with her back against the door. It was unlikely that anyone would come in, but if they did, they'd have to knock her over. She didn't untuck the blouse from her skirt, but she pulled it open far enough to expose her bra-covered breasts. My breath caught in my throat as she glanced up at me, a fiery expression on her face. I had to adjust my jeans to accommodate my suddenly growing cock. She reached up with both hands and squeezed her breasts through the white fabric of her bra, then deftly flicked the clasp between the cups. I hadn't realized that the bra fastened in front until her breasts were suddenly and gloriously displayed for me. Annie stood still for a few seconds, letting my eyes scour her body, trying to indelibly imprint her image on my brain. Her hands went back to her breasts, kneading them gently before pinching her nipples. She pulled her nipples out from her body, her mouth moving silently as she fondled them. I started rubbing myself through my jeans, never taking my eyes off her. Leaving her right hand to work her breasts, first one then the other, her left hand trailed down to her thighs. She started to slowly raise her skirt, bunching it into her hand, revealing more and more of her smooth, tanned legs to me. I'd seen her legs before, had seen her in shorts, but this was more erotic. Her well-muscled, yet petite calves came into view. My hands would have easily fit all the way around one of them. I noticed that her legs were slightly spread, her feet at about shoulder width. The muscles in her legs appeared to be slowly twitching as she continued to lift the skirt. My eyes jumped back to her chest for a moment, looking at the way her dark nipples stood out. I watched as she moved her right hand from one breast to the other, slowly trailing her fingers over her skin before squeezing her flesh and assaulting her other nipple, pulling it as if trying to get it even more excited. As her knees came into view, I saw that they were slightly bent, pushing her back and into the door as she revealed herself to me millimeter by millimeter. Her thighs, smooth and round, were revealed as she continued to pull the skirt up. I wondered what they would feel like if I were to run my tongue along their silky curves. My dick was now aching for release so I unfastened the button on my jeans and slowly lowered my zipper. Annie's eyes were now drawn to my crotch, to the bulge she had created there, and to the line of my cock as it strained against the fabric. I could hear her breath catching in her throat as her left hand continued the work of lifting her skirt. Her right hand left her breasts completely exposed as it moved down to join her left. The skirt was up to the middle of her thighs, and my eyes were glued to the shadowy recesses being divulged to me. Annie continue to disclose more and more of the flesh of her legs, her fingers now grazing along the insides of her thighs as she slowly moved the curtain of fabric higher. I could see the tendons that connected the insides of her thighs with the cleft of her sex when she paused, waiting. My eyes came away with difficulty, but I looked up into her eyes. I realized that I was leaning forward on the couch, my fingers still pressing against the line of my erection through my underwear. I leaned back to see her face better. "Same time," she whispered to me. I didn't trust myself to speak, so I nodded. I raised myself off the couch, just a fraction, so that I could move my jeans down an inch or two. My fingers found the waistband of my underwear and I began to pull them down as Annie pulled her skirt up. I could feel the cooler air of the room on my erection. I don't know if Annie reacted at all to my revelation -- my eyes were locked on the junction of her legs and the place where her pussy was coming into view. I had anticipated panties, but she wasn't wearing any. Her perfectly shaved pussy came into view, her lips swollen and with a hint of moisture on them. She held her skirt out of the way with her left hand. Spreading her legs even further, the fingers of her right hand started to spread the moisture from her slit, taking it to her clit and rubbing slowly all around the outside of her pussy. My own hand was now a fist, wrapped around the shaft of my cock, slowly pistoning. I didn't want to come too soon and spoil this moment, but I also knew that I wouldn't last very long. Already I could feel a tell-tale tightening of my balls, preparing to orgasm. The sight of Annie, her chest bared, the straps and cups of her bra hanging to the side, and her legs spread while her fingers slowly worked their way around the slick lips of her pussy were almost more than I could stand. I moved my eyes over her body and up to her face. Her dark eyes were locked on the motion of my hand over my cock. Annie's lips were slightly parted and, as I looked, her tongue darted across them; wetting them and making them shimmer in the dim lights of the room. She slid down until she was sitting against the door with her legs spread apart. Both her hands were now freed. Her left hand reached down to her cunt and spread her outer lips so I could better see her. Her inner lips also opened for me like the wings of a dark pink butterfly -- pulling apart in a way that took my breath away momentarily. She slipped the middle two fingers of her right hand into herself and began matching my rhythm with her hand. Her left hand went up to her breasts, massaging them and playing with them. As my hand sped up on my cock, the fingers of her right hand responded in a perfect harmony as her thumb rubbed her clit. Both of us were working toward orgasm as we watched each other with unwavering, lust-filled eyes. I heard low moans begin in her throat, quietly building and elongating as her hand moved faster, her thumb almost a blur on her clit. Her left hand dropped to rub the protruding nub of her clitoris as she added a third finger of her right hand to her pussy. My eyes sped briefly to her face -- her eyes were closed and a flush was building on her cheeks -- her mouth hung open, still emitting soft sighs of excitement. "Oh, ah, ah, uh," continued to grow in volume as her body began to tremble. The muscles in Annie's thighs began to twitch, independent of the cadence of her hands, and the sight of those contracting, spasming muscles was what sent me over the edge. With my own guttural cry, I came in a spurt which I aimed away from my clothing as well as I could. "Oh, oh, God, God," Annie moaned, her voice hoarse with her passion. Her eyes were locked on my still spasming cock as her body suddenly bucked upward and away from the door. "God, yes, yes!" She screamed. I was coming down from my own pleasure enough to wonder if anyone had heard her, but not enough that I cared. Annie slumped against the door as her breathing slowed. Her eyes were slits but I could feel them on me. "Wow," I muttered. Unsure what to say, I added, "Thank you." "Oh, definitely my pleasure," she said with a slight grin. "That was... interesting." I glanced down at myself -- my hand covered with my body's fluids, some of which had leaked onto my underwear. I decided that my best course of action was to just remove my underwear and use them to clean myself off. I would just go without for the rest of the day. Annie chuckled a little as I struggled to extricate myself from the tangle of jeans and shoes without using my come-soaked right hand. I finally managed to get cleaned up and slipped my jeans back on. She had already straightened herself up and was standing by the door, ready to leave the Quiet Room. "All set?" She asked, still smiling. I nodded. I had my underwear bunched in one hand, ready to throw them away in the first trash can I came to. I didn't see anyone looking our way as we left the room. I went to the restroom to get myself cleaned up a little more before returning to work. When I got back to the cubicles, I saw Annie's head bent down near Stephanie's, the two of them whispering together and giggling. The next day was a Wednesday. Jason met me in the parking lot and said, "You're never going to believe what happened to me at the meeting on Monday. I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I was working with IT all day." I waited but he seemed lost in thought. "What happened?" I finally asked. "Stephanie asked me to go get a drink after the meeting and we took her car. On the way back to the conference center, she told me to drive and while we were driving, she pulled up her shirt and took off her bra. I couldn't believe it! She wouldn't let me touch her, but I got to see her tits. They were amazing, too." "They're up to something," I said. I told him what had happened to me with Annie the day before. Jason was smiling, but I was wondering why the women were suddenly being so aggressive. I mentioned it to him, but he just said, "Who cares, man? You got to see Annie and I got to see Stephanie. Maybe today they'll switch!" I tried to be as enthusiastic, but I was still worried. It's my nature, I guess. We walked into work together, Jason barely able to contain his excitement. Almost as soon as we reached our department, Annie and Stephanie came over to us. "Foosball today?" Stephanie asked. The mischievous glint was almost making her eyes shine. "Okay, we'll see you after lunch," I said, trying to read their faces better. "We're eating out today," Annie said, just a bit too innocently. "Do you two want to stick around after work for a game?" "Sure!" Jason said; his grin spread across his face. The day passed in a haze. Jason kept coming over and asking if I was ready for the big match, Annie and Stephanie kept whispering together every chance they got, and my stomach filled with more and more butterflies. I couldn't shake the feeling that Annie and Steph were up to something. The looks on their faces did nothing to dispel my suspicions, either. "Dude, would you relax?" Jason asked me toward the end of the day. "If it involves foosball, we're going to beat them. No problem." "I'm sure that they're up to something. Is it possible that they've been losing on purpose?" "No way. And, I know you haven't ever played your best, cause you're too much of a 'gentleman'." He laughed. He was right. I had played foosball almost nonstop during my college years, and I'd gotten really good. I had tricks up my sleeve that the girls had never seen. Still, they were both smart, and wouldn't fall for any cheap tricks. "I guess we'll find out what they're up to in an hour," I said, glancing at the clock. A few minutes later, Annie came around the corner with a couple of bottles of Coke. "You guys want these? I bought one and the machine spit out three." Jason took one and handed me the other. I said, "Thanks Annie." "Sure, guys. See you after work?" She tried to sound nonchalant, but I heard an undertone to her voice that I didn't like. "We'll be there," Jason assured her. He opened his bottle and took a long drink. By the time work was over, it was obvious that Jason was drunk or drugged. I'd been smart enough to not drink the bottle Annie had brought me. Every time Annie or Stephanie came over by us, I joined Jason in his goofy laughter and slurred speech. I had always been pretty sure that I could beat both women without Jason's help, now it looked like I'd have to find out. I was still curious about what they had planned, although I suspected that they were hoping to turn the tables on us and get us to streak around the office. Everyone was out of the building by five-thirty every day, but cell phone cameras would still capture the moment. The butterflies in my stomach started tying themselves in knots. As five o'clock hit, the cubes emptied almost magically. People funneled out of the building as if it was on fire and we were soon almost alone. I'd forgotten about the janitorial staff: two ladies and a man who came in to empty all the trash cans and clean the restrooms each evening. I didn't know how long they would be around, but when I saw them pull out a vacuum cleaner, I realized that they'd take at least an hour to finish their work. "Hey, guys," Stephanie trilled, her eyes sparkling with trouble. "You ready?" "Yesh," Jason slurred. "Let'sh go," I added for good measure. Then, as if trying to speak quietly to Jason but being louder than I intended, I said, "Man, I feel funny." "Me, too, but good kinda fun-fun-funny," he said. He giggled. Annie and Stephanie were bubbly as they walked -- and Jason and I staggered -- to the break room. "Will you guys spot us five points?" Annie asked as we gathered around the table. "I dunno," Jason said, sparing me having to try to fake whatever it was that he had. "I-I...'S in it fer us?" "What do you want?" Stephanie cooed. "Streaking," Jason said almost lucidly. "If you give us six points, and you beat us," Stephanie said slowly. "If you beat us, we'll strip and run around the office twice." Jason's eyes widened, but Stephanie wasn't done, of course. "But, if we beat you, you have to strip and run around the outside of the building once. Two for one, guys, what do you think?" "I don't know," I said. I tried to look like I was having a hard time thinking it through. "We'd be outside, right? Outside in public?" "We never beat you, though," Annie said. Her little girl pout was back on her face again. "If we win, you streak inside," I slurred my words. Jason was staring vacantly out a window. "Also, the loser has to do what Annie and I did yesterday." "What?" Steph said, her eyes widening. "No take backs, no matter what?" Annie asked. "No take backs," I said. "You streak inside if we win; we streak outside if you win." I paused, letting them think about it. I could see hesitation, so I shook my head as if trying to clear it and added, "That's right, right?" "And the winners get to watch the losers come before they get their clothes back," Annie said as if explaining it to a child. Coworker's Delight "Oh, yeah, forgot about that," Jason said suddenly returning from his stupor. His eyes were still a million miles away. "No back outs?" "Deal," Stephanie said. She held out a hand to shake on it. Annie hesitated, but finally held out her own hand and said, "Deal." Jason's hand swung forward slowly as he said, "Deal." I was last -- the only one of the group that really knew what was going on. Finally I shook with them. After we'd shaken hands all around, I slurred out, "No take backs no matter what?" "No take backs," Stephanie said. She smiled and laughed a little. I let my eyes clear as I stood up straighter. My words were in my normal tone as I said, "Good, then let's play some foosball." The look on their faces when they realized that I was in my right mind was priceless. Annie looked completely shocked, her mouth falling open in a perfect 'o' of surprise. Stephanie let out a little gasp as her face filled with horror. "What's wrong, girls? This isn't what you planned?" "How- What- How?" Annie tried to speak, leaving me laughing. "I didn't drink the pop," I told her. "What did you do to Jason, anyway? Is he going to be okay?" "Vodka and a sleeping pill," Stephanie said breathlessly. Her face was white. "He never even takes aspirin. I'm surprised he can still stand up. Let's play, shall we?" I asked. The game was very close. With their six point lead and the fact that Jason was more of a hindrance than a help, the score was tied 9-9 when I finally managed to get the ball up to my forwards. I had never banked a goal in against the girls before, but I knew that today was the day I was going to have to unleash that trick. I banged the ball off the side wall and almost did a back flip when it hit the back of their goal and gave us the victory. "Oh, God, no," Stephanie said, her light skin even paler. "Oh, God, Annie." Annie looked stunned. She couldn't believe that we'd beaten them. I reasoned that -- for her, at least -- it wouldn't be so bad. Jason was still nearly comatose and I'd already seen her naked. Her eyes were huge and shocked as she looked at Stephanie. "What have we done?" She asked. "Oh, shit. Oh, SHIT!" I didn't understand what they were talking about until the break room door opened and about half of the people from our department came into the break room. The group was composed of a dozen people, seven girls and five guys, many of whom had camcorders along. I burst out laughing, realizing that they had fallen into their own trap in a worse way than I'd imagined. They had obviously spread around the news that Jason and I were going to be running around naked. "No back outs, no matter what," I reminded them. "Remember?" Stephanie started shaking her head. Her hands began to tremble. "I can't. I can't." Annie, tears in her eyes, looked at me. "Anything else," she said. "Anything." I could think of about a thousand things that I'd love to do with Annie, but I also didn't want to cheat on Jessica. Besides, I reasoned, this had all been their idea. "No back outs." The crowd took up those words as if they were a battle cry, "No back outs! No back outs! No back outs!" Stephanie and Annie just looked at each other, still in shock at the way this match had turned out. "Let's just get this over with. It's just a few minutes and we'll be running the whole time," Annie said. I smiled at them as they started to walk out to the office area. I waited until they were getting undressed before I asked them, "Do you want to do it before you streak or after?" Stephanie gave me a look of total incomprehension, but Annie remembered right away. "No. No, we can't -- not with all these people here." Steph remembered the rest of our bet then. "No way," she said. I didn't even have to respond. Although nobody else in the crowd knew what we were talking about, they took up the chant once more. "No back outs! No back outs!" Even the other women were chanting and cheering. The janitors, curious about the noise, came over and were told by the crowd about the bet. Stephanie was mortified; Annie was devastated. Both of them put their heads down and began to get undressed again. There was no way that this mob was going to let them out of any part of their wager. I had already seen Annie naked, so I watched Stephanie undress. She was wearing a matching, black-lace bra and panties, which she removed last. She waited until Annie was down to her last two garments before reaching back to unclasp her bra. Annie matched her and they looked at each other as they held the cups to their breasts and got their arms out of the straps. Again, I had waited for the perfect moment. In a voice loud enough to carry, I asked, "Can I get copies of this from all of you with cameras?" There were several affirmative answers and I saw tears spill out of Stephanie's eyes. I almost let them back out then, but before I could call it off, she dropped her bra. Jason hadn't been exaggerating about her breasts. Although they were large -- D cups at least -- they were very firm. Her light pink nipples were hard and displayed beautifully on areolas that were wrinkling as they contracted from the chilly air. Flashes began to pop, then, as people with digital cameras began recording the scene. Annie turned her face away from the crowd and quickly stripped off her panties. As soon as she was naked, Annie sprinted away from the crowd, up the side of the cubicles. Stephanie, not wanting to be left naked and alone, almost tore her panties getting them off. Her back was to me as she quickly took off in pursuit of Annie. The sight of their naked, pumping asses bouncing in time with their steps was beautiful. Stephanie's light, creamy skin running next to Annie's dark tan was an amazing counterpart. The outside of the cube farm was almost exactly a tenth of a mile -- during the winter, people walked it for exercise, so it had been measured. I'm sure that the girls would have set a record for the slowest tenth-mile ever run. The two of them slowed when they got near the door that would lead them to the parking lot, but since we had all of their clothes, they didn't have much choice but to finish the circuit and complete the bet. "What's the rest of the bet?" Janice, the newest of our coworkers, asked me as we watched Stephanie's head move around the outside of the office. Annie was too short to see when they were on the far side of the room. "We added a sub-bet," I told Janice. "They have to masturbate before they can get dressed." "Oh my God," she blurted out, her face turning crimson. I didn't know if she was mad or embarrassed. It wasn't until I heard her tell Mark that I realized she was excited at the prospect. I gathered the crowd around and explained the rest of the bet to them. I also gave them some very explicit instructions -- including a no-touching policy -- which I made them all agree to. I told them that if they wouldn't obey my stipulations, they could leave. Everyone agreed. The girls would have to come back toward us along a long corridor near the back wall. They would be completely exposed, and the handful of people who had cameras had moved down to the end for a better shot of the action. I wondered what Annie and Stephanie were thinking and talking about as they ran. Annie and Stephanie made their way to the end of the cubicles and started back toward us. Now that they were completely visible again, their pace picked up. I suppose they figured that they might as well get it over with and were hoping to get back to their clothes as soon as possible. Stephanie was trying to keep one arm over her breasts as she ran and the other covering her pussy. She didn't have any success, though, because her breasts kept bouncing up and out from behind the shelter of her arm. Finally, she crossed her arms over her chest to hold her breasts. Her blond pussy was completely exposed to the eyes of the crowd. As the two of them came running back to their clothing, Janice and Mark stepped in front of the piles of fabric. "There's more to the bet," Janice reminded them. If looks could kill, Janice would have been done for. "Can't," Stephanie said. She was out of breath and struggling not to cry. Her arms were again across her chest and covering her pussy. Two of the cameras were taking pictures of her ass as we spoke. She looked at me. "Please." Annie also looked at me. She slowly dropped her arms, allowing me to once more see her assets. I hadn't seen her completely naked and was most surprised by just how small she was. Her waist looked smaller than my thigh. She took a step toward me, then another. Finally, she reached out and put her arms around my neck. She stood on tiptoe and pulled my ear down to her mouth. "I'm going to think about you when I come," she whispered. "I'm going to think about you jerking off that big cock." I tried to swallow and almost choked. I was flabbergasted by what she'd just said. Was she turned on by this? Was that possible? She had settled back to her feet but reached up again, once more seeking my ear. She nibbled gently on my earlobe, sending a shock through me, then whispered, "Shake your head and say no. Do it now." I was caught up in my own world, but did as she asked. I tried to look stern as I said, "No." Annie turned back to Stephanie, who was still twisted up like a pretzel as she tried to cover herself. "We have to or we don't get our clothes back." "No," Stephanie whimpered. Now the tears really started to flow, but when she saw Annie lie down on the floor and start to touch herself, she became quiet. Janice moved over to Stephanie and whispered something to her. I couldn't hear what it was, but Stephanie laid next to Annie, one arm still covering her breasts and began to run her fingers through her light blond bush. Stephanie had her legs together, but another of the women in the group -- one of the ones with a camera -- said, "You can't get yourself off like that. Spread them for us." This caused Stephanie to sob and turn a red so dark that it was almost purple, but she opened her legs. I watched as the lips of her pussy came into view. She wasn't aroused, but her outer lips were very visible. Her labia were naturally large, and the small amount of her pink slit that was visible was like the inside of an oyster shell -- a light color, like the palest rose. I looked over to see Annie. Her eyes were watching me and a hint of a smile played around her lips when she realized I was looking at her. I let my eyes trail over her body: the slender neck, the small breasts, the slim waist and full hips. One of her hands was again playing with her breasts as the other rubbed at her pussy. Her juices were flowing and I realized that I could smell her arousal, even here in such an open space. Her left hand moved down to work her clit as the two middle fingers of her right hand delved into her cunt, bringing an outpouring of fresh juices with them when they were withdrawn. She began to make the moans that I'd heard the day before; the low moans that began to work their way up and out of her throat in louder and louder cries of ecstasy. The cameras were all focusing on her, now, as it became obvious that Annie was about to come in front of all of us. I let my eyes trail back to Stephanie, just a few feet away. She had released her breasts and they were heaving in time with her breathing, but also moving in time with the hand that was now rubbing over her clit. She had the middle finger of her left hand in her pussy, moving it slowly in and out, while the fingertips of her right hand flicked at her clitoris. Her clit, like the lips of her cunt, was naturally large. It was about the same size as her nipples, about the same size as the tip of her little finger. I'd never seen a woman with such a large clit before and it fascinated me. What would it be like to suck it into my mouth and run my tongue over it? How would she respond? My thoughts were interrupted by the growing cries of pleasure coming from Annie. Her hands were a blur at her pussy as she brought herself over the brink of orgasm, her cries crescendoing into incoherent calls of pleasure. Annie's left hand remained firmly on her pussy as she closed her legs, squeezing her fingers more tightly into her clit as she did so. I watched her body shudder as she came down from her orgasmic high. It was only a few seconds later when Stephanie began to thrash around in the throes of her own orgasm. She was almost silent, emitting breathless, whispery gasps as the fingers of her left hand worked in and out of her pussy. Her right hand was busy on her clit, flicking at it as she strived to reach orgasm. Her arms, both aimed toward her pussy, pressed her large breasts together, pushing them out even more. "Oh, fuck me! Fuck me!" Stephanie suddenly yelled, startling everyone. "Fuck, yeah, baby, yeah!" She came in a gush of pussy juices. The fluid coated her left hand and we could all hear the sound of her fingering herself as she slowed her rhythm. The squishing sounds slowed to a stop and she opened her eyes. Horror once more suffused her features as she became fully aware of where she was and what she'd done. She scrambled for her clothing and began to get dressed quickly. Annie stood beside me once more. When Stephanie began to get dressed, she got her own clothes and started to put them on. She turned to Steph and quietly said, "There's nothing left to get embarrassed over now. They've seen everything already." Stephanie pulled on her shirt -- the last of her clothing -- and looked back at Annie. "Just- Don't talk to me, okay? I just want to go home." Tears were in her eyes again. "It was your plan," Annie reminded her. "I should be mad, not you." Stephanie turned and left without another word. Someone in the crowd started to clap, but was quickly silenced. I think maybe we were all a little embarrassed by what we'd been witness to. Not that I would have traded it for the world. Someone asked Janice what she'd said to Stephanie to make her join Annie. "I told her that if Annie came first, she'd be the only one naked," Janice said with a wicked smile. I looked around for Jason and saw him slumped in a chair, passed out cold. "He's never going to believe any of this," I said to nobody in particular. Annie looked embarrassed as she said, "Sure he will, just show him the videos." The group all moaned in unison. "What?" Annie asked. "While you two were 'running' around the office, I made everyone wipe out the pictures they'd already taken and turn off the cameras. Nobody has any pictures!" I could have kicked myself for threatening to make people leave if they wouldn't agree to give me all their batteries. My jack was on an unused desk and I picked it up to reveal to Annie the pile of camcorder and camera batteries it had been hiding. The women had been so embarrassed that they hadn't realized that no flashes had been going off when they returned. All of the cell phones were in the pile, too. The group began to collect all of their things while Annie laughed. "We need to call Stephanie and tell her about this," Annie said. "She was really worried that she'd end up on the internet." "I'll let you do that. I'm going to take Jason home and get some coffee in him." Mark helped me get Jason into my car and the group dispersed with shouts of "See you tomorrow." "But not so much of YOU, Annie," someone called, making us all laugh. Coworker's Delight "It's only 4 years. That only counts when you're kids and I'm no child." He smiled mischievously as he bucked his hips a little and made his cock twitch inside me. "Come on, Celeste, show me what you're made of." "You want me to fuck you?" I asked him in a little girl voice. I raised up and slid painfully slow back down on his cock. "You like when I fuck you slow, Daddy?" I raised up again and slid down slowly again. He groaned under me and I took that to mean a solid 'yes.' "Or would you prefer if I was a little more bounce-able?" This time when I raised up I bounced on only the head of his cock about ten times before sliding the length of him into my wet depths. "Oh SHIT." He breathed. It was his turn to fight for breath. I continued to fuck up and down on his head, this time 9 times and then I drove my body all the way down on him and stayed for a moment. Up again and fucking that head 8 times and driving it into my body all the way. I lessened the head strokes by 1 every time and when I ran out of them I fucked up and down on his cock with long hard strokes over and over. His moans filled the room as the sound of my little round ass slapped onto his pelvis. I felt his hands grab my ass as he held me in place and started slamming into me. His thick meat was sliding against my clit and my whole body started to make that climb again. "Oh God I'm going to cum." I heard someone say and realized that it was me. I put my hands on his chest for leverage as my whole body shook and another orgasm seized me. He let go of my ass and grabbed my tits as I came again, all over that monster cock of his. "Baby, I have to see that ass of yours." He said to me as he picked me up off his dick and put me on my stomach. He hooked an arm around my waist and lifted me up onto my knees. I felt the head of his cock at my pussy and he used his dick to rub my juices all over my ass and I thought nothing of it at first. He slid that cock back into my pussy as he held my hips. He pulled me back onto his cock with every thrust and really all I had to do was brace myself so I didn't fall. I felt one of his hands leave my hip as he rubbed my ass, I felt him slide a finger in my ass and as I didn't protest even when I felt a second. He started to fuck both holes and the feeling was delicious. He started to enter a third finger and I heard him say something that sounded like "Just getting you ready" but the intense feelings I was having physically kind of shut off my ability to hear anything at that point. I felt those 3 fingers stretching me open and for the first time I think I realized what his intention might be and though I was scared shitless – no pun intended – the idea of being fucked in the ass with that gargantuan prick made me even hotter. I'd never had anal sex, it wasn't anything I ever wanted to try but this night seemed to be a night for new and untried things. Why stop now? I felt him slowly draw his cock out of my cunt and his fingers left my ass. I felt him rubbing my juices all over my ass and then his hands were again on my hips as I felt the head of his dick pushing its way into my ass. At first I didn't think it was so bad until he actually got about a half inch of that head in me. It felt like a hundred little pins sticking me all at once and I bit down on my wrist to keep from yelling out. For as uncomfortable as this might be, there was something underneath it, something I knew wasn't going to disappoint me. I felt the whole head slip inside me. "Ahhhh." Escaped my lips without my wanting it to happen. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked in my ear as he bent over me. I couldn't speak for fear of saying something other than the shake of the head I gave him. He reached around me now and played with my clit as he gently pushed forward again. My body instinctively tried to get away but his other arm held me round my waist and held me to him. "It will be better soon, I promise." His fingers continued to circle my clitty and the mix of pain with intense sensations he was treating my clit to seemed to make this a real tight rope of physical heaven and hell. I was getting off further on seeing just how far I could go with him without breaking. He drew his cock out a little and then drove it back in and it made it in a little farther. He continued to fuck me with those slow strokes just like he did when he first introduced that cock to my pussy earlier in the evening. Some of the pain started to fade and he continued to pump in and out of me slowly until he made it in so far I sucked in my breath as I thought it would come out my mouth. A new full painful sensation seized me and he felt my body tense. He stayed right where he was and pulled my body up into a kneeling position as he grasped a tit in one hand and continued to rub my engorged little clitty. His other hand pinched and twisted my nipples and I finally felt my ass relax and get used to him. It was that instant. "Justin?" I said softly. "Yes, Celeste?" He rasped in my ear and I felt that wonderful hot breath on me again. "You can fuck me now." I said. I heard him sigh contentedly as I felt his kneel dip a little as his dick slipped almost the whole way out and then he drove that cock straight back in and hard. A howl escaped my lips but there was no mistaking this one. I had never felt anything like this before and I can't say I didn't like it, because I loved it. He pretty much kept my body where it was as he rose and fell to meet my ass. "Oh God, your ass feels so fanfuckingtastic." He said as he pumped hard and faster into me. I laced my fingers around his and circled my own clit and he then used both of his hands to grab hold of my waist as his strokes now pounded me with blinding speed. Before I knew what was happening an orgasm crashed from my body and as every muscle tensed with the pure sensation it was feeling I felt his cum in my ass, the squeezing my ass gave him due to my orgasm too much. I could hear both of us screaming out as we came and oh did we cum hard. I felt the two of us falling forward as the weight of him crushed me into the mattress. I was pleasantly smothered with his finally withering cock still in my ass. "Oh Jesus, I don't ever want to leave this bed." He said. I smiled contentedly and nuzzled my head into his body. He turned on his side as he spooned me affectionately. I felt him slide from my body as he was soft now and there we rested for awhile just breathing and basking in this first time with each other. "Please tell me this wasn't a one time thing." He said into my neck. I giggled softly and turned my head to assure him with a kiss. "Oh, I think this is just the beginning..." I said as I smiled and sighed in his arms.