0 comments/ 16685 views/ 0 favorites Office Lust By: stockpiler The change from being co-workers to lovers happened quite suddenly. I had been harbouring lustful thoughts and desires since the first day we met. She was a couple of years younger than me, with an attractive face and an even more attractive body. Her breasts were well developed but not too large, she was slim, with a nice bum, and shapely legs. She didn't flaunt herself: she usually wore jeans with a tee shirt and jumper. Unless it was warm, then a sleeveless v-neck top allowed me to see that her breasts would give a man a lot of pleasure should he be allowed to see her naked. I had, of course, built a mental image of her nakedness and I often masturbated whilst picturing us making love. Alas, only in my dreams! We got on very well. She was always friendly and smiling, we would talk and joke, but the subject never strayed onto a sexual theme. I occasionally thought that a look or a smile that she gave me was hiding a more amorous meaning, but I am hopeless at reading situations like that. The day it all changed was when we were alone in the office, our desks arranged side by side. I was working on the computer and she was typing and filing. She had been to the filing cabinet, and on her way back she stopped behind me and looked at my screen. She placed her hands on my shoulders and moved her head next to mine. Her hair was touching my ear and cheek and I could feel her warmth and smell her subtle perfume. "What are you working on today?" she asked, still looking at the screen. "Oh, just checking those stocktaking figures for the month end." I answered. As I spoke, my head turned automatically to her. In that split second, and without any thought of the consequences, I kissed her cheek, gently and long enough to show her that I meant to do it. As I moved away she turned her head to me and our lips were nearly touching, and our eyes met. There was no rejection, and our lips joined in a soft and warm kiss. The breath from our noses caressed against each others cheeks. She responded with a passion, and my hands went to her head and held her. Our lips and tongues began a wet and probing exploration of each other as we exchanged that first kiss, as if we had been held back and were now free to express our affection. Without breaking lip contact, I stood up and we moved together, now facing with our arms embracing each other, my hands freely exploring her back and bottom. Our kissing and fondling became more intense, our hips pushing against each other in that unmistakable sexual movement. Each physical thrust let me feel her mound pressed against my now strengthening erection as we lustfully ground against each other. Still holding her to me with one hand on her lower back, my other hand moved to her front and found those two objects of my sexual desires, held in by the softness of her bra and tee shirt. I felt her nipples clearly pushing outwards as we hungrily tasted each other. Within the last two minutes my dreams had come true, I was actually caressing this beautiful woman's breasts... Suddenly, she pulled herself away. She grasped my upper arms, looking into my eyes. "This is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this. I... " she said, breathlessly. I quickly put a finger on her lips, maintaining our eye contact. "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this, " I said, "but it's not wrong. I've wanted to do that for a long time now, and I think you did too. Do you want me to stop and go away?" "No, I don't want you to go," she replied, "but I'm all confused now. I don't think I was ready for that." I smiled, still looking into her eyes. "Me too, " I gently said, "but it happened and I certainly don't want it to stop, and I don't think you do either. We were just one step from the point of no return there, weren't we?" She looked down and shyly nodded, then raised her head. "You know I'm married and have a family. I'm not ready to give all that up. I can't... I don't want to. But when you kissed me, I wanted you to carry on... and I still do. I like being with you, and you make me feel wanted, but you must promise me that this is between just you and me." I put my arms around her and held her to me, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "I promise that I will never, ever, talk about us. I would never do anything to hurt you." Again our lips met, I felt her body relax against me then she rested her head against my chest, both of us contemplating what we had just said. My hands again wandered around her body, remembering all the times I had imagined doing this, but now my desire to move on was burning deeply. I took hold of the bottom of her tee shirt and slowly lifted it up. She accepted this and held her arms up to assist its easy removal. My hands moved to caress the curves of her breasts held by the silky white cups of her bra. I bent my head to kiss the velvet soft skin of the upper curves exposed above the material. My desires took over and I boldly reached behind her, undid the clasp, then slowly eased her bra forward to reveal my prize. "Oh my darling, your breasts are beautiful." I gasped, as my eyes took in that wonderful sight. My gaze moved from her breasts to her eyes. She seemed a little embarrassed, but she smiled and took my head in her hands, guiding me down and holding my face against her soft and heaving flesh. My lips soon found the hard nipples amid the surrounding softness. I kissed, I licked, I suckled, gently kneading the soft flesh in my hands. I was overcome, dizzy with pleasure, here I was, exploring those two domes of pleasure being offered to me. Her eyes were closed and she let out short gasps and moans as she became more and more aroused while I worshipped and fed on her warm soft flesh. The feeling pulsing through me now was simply one of a great need to hold her naked body against mine. "I can't wait any longer," I gasped, "I want you now. Please... can we?" Without a word, she smiled her answer and began unbuttoning my shirt. I helped her remove it, then I released my belt and took my trousers and jockeys down in one movement, discarding them along with my shoes and socks. I was now naked with my cock standing fully erect before her. She kicked off her shoes and opened her belt and zip. Eagerly, I took over by slipping her jeans and panties down and off. This left me kneeling in front of her with her naked hips, thighs and belly framing the picture of my other prize! Her trimmed, curly, pubic hair nearly hiding the lips of her womanhood. I buried my face into that soft hair, my nose and mouth taking in the feel and scent of her. As I nuzzled and kissed she gently pushed herself against my face. I stood up and we held each other, our naked bodies touching, her breasts resting warmly between us, my proud erection pressing against the softness of her belly. My hands followed the arch of her back, from her shoulders down to her soft buttocks, then back up, and down again. She moved slightly away and took my hard shaft and testicles in her hands, gently squeezing and slowly masturbating my throbbing erection. Her face was a picture of joy, her smile was one of triumph, as she bent and kissed the purple head. Her lips opened and she took her prize into her mouth, then moved her head back and forth whilst her tongue rubbed against the sensitive skin making me shiver with pleasure. She seemed to know I wouldn't be able to stand much more of that, so she slowly released me and stood up, again we kissed passionately. One of my hands moved to her pussy, and I rubbed my palm against her labia. She opened her legs slightly and my fingers followed the channel of her soft, warm lips, which easily opened to allow my middle finger to feel her wetness as it slid into her waiting entrance. There was no need for more foreplay, we were both ready. I bent my legs and guided the head of my shaft to touch the lips of her waiting sheath. I felt that most erotic pleasure a man can ever experience as my cock slowly entered her. She moaned and shivered as I pushed in slowly, her warm, wet sheath enveloped me as she took my length into her. Her vaginal muscles held me inside her, she wasn't going to let me go easily now. My hands took her buttocks and I lifted her up off the floor, instinctively she wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms round my neck. I was now fully inside her, a great feeling of pleasure swept over me. "Oh, that feels so good." I moaned. "Mmmm." she murmured, as she buried her face in my chest. Needing to be more comfortable, I carried her to the desk and rested her bottom there. "This won't take long, I'm afraid." I whispered. "I know," she purred, "I'm almost there myself." Slowly and gently we established our movements to gain the deepest erotic and physical enjoyment, as we simply fucked each other. The action of me almost withdrawing and then pushing my penis back deeply inside her hot, wet flesh, aroused us to an overwhelming passion of carnal lust. Our bodies banging against each other, grunting and gasping, as we built up to an unstoppable climax. All too soon, I could feel my body telling me there was no more time left. "Oh God , that's it!" I gasped. Her muscles clamped around my penis. My hands held her hips, and as that final thrust ended deeply inside her, my shaft stiffened and uncontrollably pumped spurt after spurt of my semen into her. Our bodies convulsed, gasping for breath. She too was clenching, and I felt her hot juices surround me and then trickle out over my balls. As this physical action was happening our senses were overtaken by the erotic, electric, nerve-tingling rush of pure sexual pleasure. Slowly and surely our breathing eased and our senses returned. Still holding each other tightly, still held in by her clutching vagina, our minds began taking in what had just happened to us. We looked at each other and smiled, our eyes filling with a deep loving gaze and our warm lips met in a long, sensual kiss. "That was beautiful. Thank you." I whispered against her cheek. "Don't thank me, I think we both made that the most wonderful thing to happen in a long time. I'm glad we did it, and I know I want it to do it again soon..." A wicked smile filled her face, and her eyes sparkled. Office Lust The worst thing about the recession is the fact that there are absolutely no jobs out there. I'm a qualified Graphic Designer, I slaved away at university for three years and yet here I am temping for an insurance firm doing administrative duties whilst slowly losing the will to live. Could it possibly get much worse? Yes. My boss, after just two days of working there seems to have taken an instant disliking to me and has inundated me with an impossible workload. I study her as she walks through the open plan office to the photocopier. A tight black pencil skirt and a matching suit, perfectly tailored to her curves. She bends over to reload the paper tray and I find myself rather intensely staring at her rear, for a woman of 45 it is incredibly pert. She turns around and glares at me and I quickly turn away pretending to type frantically. As she walks past me I get a waft of her perfume, a strangely masculine, cologne like scent which makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Could it be that I'm actually attracted to this evil control freak? She chucks a huge pile of invoices on my desk and sternly says "By the end of the day report to the office. We need to discuss your performance here, make sure sure you've finished this first". Her face contorts into a mean smirk and she walks back to her desk. Filing the invoices takes me ages, a near impossible task. I see my colleagues slowly one by one pack up for the day and pass me with a sympathetic look in their eyes. Finally we are alone. With my head hung low I heavily drop the the neatly ordered invoices on her desk. Without even looking up and with one sweep of the arm she knocks the heavy pile of papers on the floor along with the rest of the contents of her desk. I look down on the floor and a smashed photo of her husband looks up at me. Five hours of insane concentration down the drain, my face flushes with rage and I scream "What the fuck do you want from me?!" Much to my shame tears start to form in my eyes. She reclines in her chair and smiles "I want to you bend over and pick them up like a good little girl". She circles the wedding band on her left hand and ushers me to the pile of scattered papers. The angry red head in me wants to slap her in the face but at the same time I realise how incredibly turned on I am. My submissive side takes over and I get on my knees and begin to pick up the papers. I hear her rise and walk towards me. I stay on my knees amongst the scattered mess and I gaze up at her, she stands in an authoritative pose with her legs slightly parted looking at me expectantly. Without permission I slowly slide my hand up her calf waiting for her approval. Momentarily I see her face soften and her feel her leg tremble, I take it as a green light and raise her skirt. I run my hand up to her thigh and pause, she smiles and I go a little further until I reach her pussy. I am pleasantly surprised to see that not only is she without knickers, she is also extremely wet. Shocked by my forwardness I quickly retract my hand, she shakes her head and sits on the edge of her desk, beckoning me over with her finely manicured finger. Looking up at her I slowly raise her skirt until she is completely exposed. I am in awe of her pussy, exquisitely presented with a neatly groomed landing strip and soaking wet. I run my hands up and down her legs as she opens her them wider. I resist temptation and lean forwards her to unclick the black, lace suspenders she's wearing. My face is now so close that I can smell her. I gently remove her court shoes and slide her stockings off, by far the best present I have ever unwrapped. Like a greedy child at Christmas I don't stop there, I rip open her suit jacket and then her blouse exposing her small but pert breasts, buttons popping everywhere. I lean over to touch them but she smacks my hand and directs me back to my knees and raises her legs slightly. Looking up at her I slowly raise her skirt until she is completely exposed. I am in awe of her pussy, exquisitely presented with a neatly groomed landing strip and soaking wet. I run my hands up and down her legs as she opens her them wider. I resist temptation and lean forwards her to unclick the black, lace suspenders she's wearing. My face is now so close that I can smell her. I gently remove her court shoes and slide her stockings off, by far the best present I have ever unwrapped. Like a greedy child at Christmas I don't stop there, I rip open her suit jacket and then her blouse exposing her small but pert breasts, buttons popping everywhere. I lean over to touch them but she smacks my hand and directs me back to my knees and raises her legs slightly. I run my tongue up her thigh and pause. She strokes the top of my head, her breath quivering as she pulls me roughly by the hair closer to her soaking cunt. The heat between her legs is overwhelming. I remind myself to be patient. I run my tongue up her slit, savouring her juices- she tastes amazing. I place my hands on the inside of her thighs to further part her legs. I run my tongue over her throbbing clit in a circular motion, she squeals with delight and thrusts herself further towards me. It is at this precise moment that I decide that I definitely have a newfound penchant for married older women. I grab her by the hips digging my nails into her soft flesh, pulling her even closer as I plunge my tongue into her cunt. I move to her clit to resume the circular motion and I very slowly slide my fingers inside her, at first just one and then two. I locate her g-spot and start working her in an almost hypnotic rhythm. I lap up her juices occasionally looking up at her face staring her straight in the eyes as I no doubt please her better than her husband has in years. She knocks her head back in sheer ecstasy and her thighs begin to quiver in that oh so familiar fashion. Her back arches, the walls of her pussy contract and a gush of hot liquid explodes from inside her. For me it's a triple whammy experience, the first time I've made a woman squirt, my first married woman had and twenty years my senior no less. She lays on her desk momentarily in a post orgasmic heap. Her perfectly formed chest heaves, I pause to admire her erect nipples and gently run my fingers over them, she shivers. I stand up, lean over and gently kiss her. I slide my tongue inside her mouth and letting her taste her own juices, she reciprocates with a hard and passionate kiss. She smiles and looks me straight in the eye gently stroking my face, her voice now soft and breathy. She looks up at me intensely still laying on the desk and whispers "Your turn office girl". She slides of the desk with her skirt still raised to her hips, her raw pussy still on display. I follow her lead and stand up to face her and reach in for a kiss. She stops me almost instantly by grabbing me by the neck and slams me up against the wall. "Pull your underwear down but keep your heels on". I comply with baited breath and drop my soaking panties to the floor. With one hand tightly clasped around my neck she licks her fingers with a wicked look in her eye. I tremble with a mixture of anticipation and fear. Without warning she slides a finger inside my soaking pussy, I almost collapse from the pleasure but she keeps me up right with her firm grip around my neck. She takes her finger out and pushes it in my mouth, slowly sliding it out she proceeds to put two fingers inside me and eventually four. By this point I am so wet I could just about take anything but this woman is driving me insane. She thrusts her hand inside me until she is knuckle deep in my pussy stretching me so hard it hurts. Again she removes them, this time she lets me taste myself, putting all four fingers in my mouth. She traces the juices up my quivering thighs and back to my pussy. This time with a rougher thrust she puts all four fingers inside me. I feel her fingers shift into a triangular position as she pushes further, my legs begin to buckle but her grip on my neck tightens. She grins at me and mutters "Are you ready for this office girl?" I don't even have time to answer before she pushes herself full force inside me. I jump a little as her grip on my neck tightens and she slides her whole hand inside me. I feel her fist clenching as she slides slowly up and down, I feel as though I am about to explode, I have never felt anything so painful and so extremely pleasurable in my life. Her other hand is so tight around my neck I can barely breath but I manage to whisper "I...am....about....come". Her grip only tightens until finally just about every part of my body contorts and I come harder than I've ever done before. She slowly slides out, and unexpectedly kisses me softly on the lips and releases my neck. She looks at me right in the eyes and whispers "I hope that's not the last time that happens, I'll have an even bigger pile of invoices to file if you're around tomorrow evening..." I catch my breath and straighten my clothes out and grin "I'll see you at nine tomorrow boss". I wink at her and saunter to the door still feeling the aftermath of her rough fisting knowing full well I'd never return. Who would have thought temping could be so much fun? - Calico Costello Office Lust - Finally It was another day in the office, days spent sitting in front of a computer, while the hours ticked by hardly noticing that the day was gone. I looked up through the newly crafted office space of the building to see you walk by, heading into your office, your blue dress hugging your lovely curves, completely focused on whatever you were working on. First I have to explain -- we've been friends for years, but at 5'6" your body is a knockout, firm breasts, narrow waste and a "round thing" that I'd love to have in my face. I've secretly, or not so secretly loved you for years, and dreamed of the night when you finally let things progress. Smiling to myself I think forward to the evening coming, and the fact that I alone get to take you out for drinks, remembering your last not so innocent comment about your tongue. Relaxing for a moment I lean back at my desk chair and my imagination conjures you kneeling in front of me, with your hands loosely tied behind your back, your mouth open with your tongue playing across your lips, staring upwards into my eyes with a deeply wanton look on your eyes. You whisper softly, so softly that I can barely hear you; tilting your head backwards you whisper again "is this what you wanted my tongue for?" When I hear those words echoing in my imagination my cock twitches in my pants and I come back to reality. Down boy, we still have 3 hours of work until it's time to go get drinks -- and let's face it, that daydream isn't going to happen. Finally work ends for the day and as is our tradition we leave separately. Working in a small office, and leaving together can lead to talk, even if we're just friends. We arrive to the neighborhood bar and take stools at a high top table, both of us ordering a Guinness. As we fall into the easy rhythm of our conversation, and the beer begins to work its way into our bloodstream, my hand falls to your thigh repeatedly, and much to my shock, instead of giving me the "back off" look, I find your legs falling a bit further open, and your leg is now touching mine. Next time my hand falls on your thigh, I look into your eyes, and slide my hand discreetly further up your thigh, and this time I'm sure that not only do your legs fall open further, you slide closer to me so that my body hides you from the bartender and the other patrons. Leaning against me you whisper in my ear "Did you ever decide what the best use for my tongue would be?" I abruptly decide it must be time to leave, so I casually raise my hand and collect the check from the waitress, and quickly pay without looking at the total. As we stroll out, I'm softly describing my day dream from earlier in the day, you giggle softly and press closely to me. We arrive to your car, and I pull you close for a hug, resisting the urges I'm feeling to pull you closer and kiss you deeply and passionate. Releasing you from the hug, I assist you into your car and turn to walk away. As soon as I reach 5 steps away, I hear you calling me back to the car. I turn and see you peering up at me, your head tilted back and your tongue running over your lips, you beacon me closer and I lean in and unable to resist kiss you, deeply, passionately. I pull away and open the door, subtly indicating you should move over to the passenger seat, which you obediently do. I slide into the car with you, and drive out of the parking lot, heading back to the office knowing full well that the building will be completely empty at this time of day. We arrive and quickly enter the building, sliding into your office you calmly kneel on the floor in front of me and looking up at me you run your hands slowly up the inside of my pant leg, looking up into my eyes, and you boldly ask if you're in the right position for me to use your tongue the way I wanted to. Without a hope of resisting, I unclasp my belt, and step out of my pants, running my fingers through your hair, pulling your face closer to me. You softly kiss the inside of my thighs as I free my cock from my boxers. Pulling your face upwards my cock touches your soft warm lips, and your mouth opens, while I murmur out loud.. Remembering how long I had dreamt of this sensation. My hands reach out softly stroking your hair and nudging your face forward until I'm unable to resist thrusting forward. Your head reacts tilting backwards to take me deeper, soft moans from us both mingling in the air. My hands tangling in your hair I thrust my hips forward feeling your tongue swirl around me. We both moan as your throat opens to take me in. Soon your hands are up, resting on my ass encouraging me to push deeper into your throat, until I feel the tip of my tongue slide down your throat. Lost in the feeling of your mouth working on me, I slowly fuck your face, loving the feeling of your tongue bringing me closer and closer to the edge. As the pressure builds in the base of my tongue, I fuck your hot mouth harder, and your skill is such that you easily take my entire ridged member down the back of your throat. I'm getting closer, and I let you know that it will happen soon -- this only seems to increase the speed in which you suck me deep into your throat No longer able to hold it back any longer I begin to spray my hot seed down your throat, quickly filling your mouth, and watching it dribble down the creases of your sultry smile. Pulling you to your feet, I use my finger to feed you the stray bits of my orgasm, and pull you close for a passionate kiss, unbuttoning your dress and letting it fall to the floor. To Be Continued ...