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Privacy

By: Bringmesomewater



Jeremy walked into the building and sighed, he looked up at the eleven floor stairwell knowing he had to embark upon the rigorous journey. The elevator shaft had been broken for the past week and the landlord was idle to fix the impending problem. Jeremy of course lived on the eleventh floor (how convenient). 

He had recently lost his job as a secretary at a Verizon Wireless Co. He had been late to work repeatedly and was slacking off on the job; this of course led his superiors to let him go. With his new-found unemployment and his lack of cash he had been evicted from his old building a few blocks down the street. So he had reluctantly been invited to crash at his friend's place, John until Jeremy got back up on his feet. 

He had been at another job interview of basically the same credentials and had lied far too many times on his resume thinking it would help his dire situation. Jeremy had to stop his climb, he was out of breath only three more flights to go but, Christ; this had felt like he was climbing a mountain. His heart as pounding and he was developing a cramp. 

He ran his fingers through his long blonde hair, and leaned back against the wall. Jeremy was twenty-three years old, and he was kind of lanky with some developing muscles, and he was 6'1 a turn on for the ladies but his most attractive feature were his green eyes, you could get lost swimming in there radiance. So he sighed and began anew up the final three flights of stairs. 

Finally he had made it to the door apartment 12-C floor eleven. He jiggled the doorknob but it had been locked so he scoured his pocket for the key and opened it. He figured John was probably at work. John was twenty-four and worked at as a junior-executive-salesperson for a minor division, so the money wasn't that bad. Therefore the apartment had been relatively nice for what Jeremy was used to.

Three bedroom one having a connected bathroom, a half sized kitchen, a living room and a whole bunch of closets to store shit, well that's at least what Jeremy figured. The living room was the hang-out place a dark blue catch a comfy as anything armchair, a tiny bookcase, some shelves, a basket of blankets and some old DVDs they watched occasionally. 

He threw his backpack onto the couch and walked into the kitchen to pull out a drink, it was around three o' clock in the afternoon and Jeremy thought that maybe some ridiculous trivial court-cases were on. So e turned on the cable TV, and began to hasten his flick through the channels, before he even finished looking he came to the conclusion nothing was on. 

Then the VCR began to make some odd noises like a tape was in there, Jeremy looked around there were no video cases and he wondered who put the tape in or more importantly what was it? So he crawled off the couch and hit the tiny black eject button on the VCR it popped out and read Girls Gone Wild.

His eyes widened, he didn't have porn tapes, maybe some old magazines that he lost but no videos, and John was rather popular with the ladies so he didn't think John needed them. John was 6'0 even and had short black kind spiky black hair, some toned muscles that he was working on nothing spectacular but the ladies were drawn to him like magnets and Jeremy couldn't figure out why? Maybe he was good sexually? He didn't know.

But all he knew right now was porn was in the VCR and no one was home so........JACK-OFF. As soon as he started thinking about what was on the tape his cock had jumped to attention. It had only been a few nights ago when he had last had sex, but still what could beat a good wank, right? So he pushed the tape back in and into his bedroom he very quickly unbuttoned his suite and undid his tie and buttoned down white shirt, leaving him shirtless. He undid his belt kicked off his shoes, and pulled his pants down being left in these grey boxers with these tiny black triangles. 

He ran to the bathroom got some tissues and than right back on the couch it was still the beginning credits and they were showing some topless girls and he knew from the start that this was gonna be a hell of a movie. So the first few scenes started off showing a few girls kissing rubbing their tits together their hardening nipple, and by this time Jeremy was hard as a rock. He wanted to just pump his cock until he came but he didn't want this to end so soon, so he fast forwarded to the real good stuff.

There were three girls all of them hot blondes with a nice rack, one was grinding her pussy into another girls face as she ravenously licked it and ate her out rubbing her tongue over her clit, than the one doing the eating out was being rammed in the pussy with a light blue vibrator, and the one that was getting no action was slowly fingering herself. 

Jeremy had had enough, he pulled his boxers down released his pretty decently sized cock and started pumping quickly he wanted to make it last but lust over-took him. He looked down at his cock his hand was a blue it was pumping up and down his shaft so quickly and he let a moan escape his lips, he looked back up at the TV screen and now it was just one girl masturbating roughly with her middle finger and her moans sent Jeremy over the edge. Jeremy could feel it he was almost there his muscled tightened, and he grunted loudly and two hot jets shot from his cock all over his chest of thick white cum. He gave a few more half-hearted stokes had some spurts of cum came out and he lied there trying to catch his breath.

Then the door to the apartment opened up and John stood there with his girlfriend, both of them looked pretty seductive until the caught a glimpse at Jeremy. Jeremy smiled his hard cock still in his hand his cum all over his chest. 

"I found your tape," he said weakly. 

John and his girlfriend were wide-eyed, and then John's girlfriend said, "Well this could be fun." 

To Be Continued...Please be nice and review! 

Privacy Room



"I need to get changed soon," Kaitlynn remembered. She looked the time on her computer – 4pm, and she needed to be gone from work by 5pm if she was to make it on time.

Though she worked in an office, they kept a casual dress code for this location since clients rarely visited. Instead clients tended to visit the main office downtown. This meant that Kaitlynn could wear what she preferred: t-shirt and jeans. She looked presentable in the office and didn't really make any effort to stand out when it comes to her appearance.

"Why don't you wear makeup?" some of her coworkers have commented. "You should wear your hair up," others have said.

She preferred to keep her long, straight but slightly wavy black hair down, sometimes pulled back in a tail, and never wore makeup unless it was a certain occasion, such as the interview that landed her the job to begin with. On that day, it was full business professional dress for her, and she didn't skimp on anything -- $500 business suit with pants, not a skirt, and she had her hair and makeup done professionally that morning as well.

And while she preferred the casual appearance with her typical t-shirt and jeans, she didn't mind getting dressed up periodically, and practically every court has a dress code requiring at least business casual.

"Court at 7pm" was the alert she had configured on her computer to go off at 5pm, when she knew she needed to be out of work to make it on time to plead her case on the red light ticket she received by mail. "Just remember, the roads were slick, couldn't stop in time" she muttered to herself whenever the thought of her court date came to mind.

Kaitlynn found a stopping point in her work and made sure to save everything before locking her desktop. She took her change of clothes and found one of the privacy rooms on her floor. Unlike the offices, these rooms had no windows and seemed well insulated for sound, and many other associates have used the rooms for everything from private phone calls, prayer sessions, and, as Kaitlynn would be this afternoon, changing attire.

Ducking into the privacy room, she turned on the light and locked the door behind her. There was a recliner and a small table in the room along with a whiteboard. Previous times she's been in there, she's imagined some of the "Einsteins" of the company using the whiteboards to talk out complicated problems in the hopes they might make the "next big discovery of the universe", or at least land a huge bonus or big promotion.

Unfortunately there aren't any mirrors in these privacy rooms, so any adjustments to be made to her hair or, if she desired, any makeup to be applied would have to occur in the women's restroom.

Kaitlynn put her change of clothes on the chair and kicked her shoes off before emptying her jeans pockets onto the small table. She lifted her t-shirt up and over her head, taking a moment to undo any tangling it may have done to her hair, then tossing it aside toward the small table. She would be wearing a white blouse to court that night, meaning the blue bra she chose that morning to wear to work wouldn't be entirely appropriate, though she likes it more than the white bra she remembered to bring for her court attire.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, sliding the shoulder straps from her shoulders and letting it slide down her arms to her hands. She tossed it aside to her shirt and stood momentarily, looking over her body in the limited fashion available in that room.

Her breasts were not big, but "big enough" as she would say it, as she seemingly without thought cupped her breasts from underneath in her hands, seeing that they fill her hand about like one of the ripe larger oranges that she started seeing at the grocery store. Just "big enough".

A thought entered her mind, "I've never been completely naked at work." She looked down and unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her waist, letting them fall to her ankles. "Good thing I brought panties with me, too," she whispered in the quiet room. To complete her nude ensemble, she held herself steady against the chair while she slipped her socks from her feet.

"This definitely feels interesting," she thought to herself. Knowing she still had to make court that night, she decided to not remain nude for long. She moved to her clothes and moved aside her blouse and pants to get to her panties and bra below them when something shifted and hit the floor.

She set down her clothes and looked near the foot of the chair where she saw her silver vibrator laying at her feet. "How the hell?" she asked herself. After taking a moment to ponder why she would have brought her vibrator to work, and realizing she hasn't a clue on that, she set it down with her t-shirt and jeans before locating her panties below her blouse and pants.

Putting both legs through her panties, Kaitlynn began to pull them up past her knees when the vibrator again caught her eye. "Why stop at being nude at work?" she questioned herself, dropping her panties and tossing them to her other court clothes and grabbing the vibrator. Turning the dial at its base, she kept it at the lowest speed possible so as to hopefully not draw any unwelcome attention.

She took her jeans and set them on the floor and sat up against the wall, her legs spread out. Kaitlynn touched her pussy, feeling it already warm and becoming swollen, her clit poking itself slightly from beneath its hood. She slid her hand around her pussy, encouraging it to become more swollen as the thought of getting off completely nude at work caused her heart to pick up its pace.

Kaitlynn touched the vibrator to her clit, almost jumping at the immediate rush and sensation it provided, even at its lowest speed. She slid her hand across her pussy again, feeling the tingling of a penned-up bull of pleasure waiting for its gate to be sprung, egged on and energized in this new situation. She turned the vibrator off and touched it to her clit, the slight chill of its cold, hard form causing her a slight and momentary jolt.

She moved the vibe across her clit and between her lips, the juices coating the silver form. She leaned back into the wall, letting the sensations pass over her body.

Kaitlynn has masturbated at work before, but only in the restroom when she knew no one else was in there. But this was the first time she'd tried this fully nude at work, in a room frequented by other members of the company. She sank back further into the moment lost, letting the vibrator's hard form slide between the lips of her pussy and into the warm depths of her sex.

The moment overcame her quickly, reaching a quick and unsatisfying climax, driven entirely by the novelty of the situation. She could see her cell phone nearby and noticed the time – only 4:15pm. Kaitlynn turned the vibrator to its lowest setting and moved away from the wall, laying flat on the hard carpet floor, her legs bent at the knees and spread, seeking her pussy with the vibrator.

It slid easily between her lips, down into her pussy. She closed her eyes and built up a slow rhythm with the vibrator, slipping into the depths of her ecstasy as her imagination placed her on the couch of her friend Cassie's apartment the previous weekend, with Jim's hard cock diving deep into her pussy as Cassie sucked at her nipples and massaged her breasts.

"Fuck her good and hard," Cassie ordered Jim as he held her legs in the air and thrust his dick into Kaitlynn. Cassie dove her mouth to Kaitlynn's nipple before stealing a kiss from her while Kaitlynn moaned with each thrust.

Cassie then positioned her pussy over Kaitlynn's face while leaning down so she could reach Kaitlynn's clit and see up close the kind of work Jim's cock thrusts were managing with Kaitlynn's pussy. "Hmm... I love the view down here," she said before lifting herself up and kissing Jim.

Kaitlynn lifted her arms and pulled Cassie's pussy down to her lips, extending her tongue and using it to draw a line around and through Cassie's lips. With a flat tongue, she then licked around Cassie's pussy, making it wet enough it was glistening even in the low light, before sucking Cassie's clit into her lips and playing with it with her lips and tongue.

Cassie lowered her face back down to Kaitlynn's pussy. She motioned Jim to pull out, then pulled his dick to her lips and sucked and licked Kaitlynn's juices from his hard cock as if it were a sweating popsicle. She moved her lips down to Kaitlynn's clit, licking and sucking at it while pumping Jim's dick with her hand.

Jim slid his cock below Cassie's face while she was licking at Kaitlynn's clit, sliding deep into Kaitlynn's sex, working the rhythm back up again. Kaitlynn felt compelled to take her lips from Cassie's clit as she started moaning louder, more intently, the combination of Cassie sating her pussy hunger and Jim fucking her pussy proving to be too much as she let out a loud moan she tried desperately to contain.

She pulled Cassie's pussy back down to her lips and sucked and licked at her clit with more fervor than she realized she had. Soon she started to hear Jim's moans growing in volume, "Oh God, I'm about to cum", he growled out.

Cassie pulled her face away from Kaitlynn's clit, "Fill her pussy, Jim, cum deep inside her." Kaitlynn pulled her lips from Cassie's pussy, "Yes, please, cum deep inside me," she roared.

Jim's groans grew louder as his dick started to pulsate and Kaitlynn felt him shoot his load deep inside her pussy, causing her to let out one last moan as the warmth of Jim's love juice pushed her over the edge.

Her orgasm washed over her body and snapped her back to reality. She moaned calmly, quietly as the pleasant feelings left her feeling relaxed, almost renewed.

Her pussy was sensitive to the touch, her clit swollen and also sensitive. Her body beaded with sweat like her car after a light rain, goose bumps swelling on her skin in the cool room. The vibrator slid from her pussy and vibrated gently against the floor. Her vision blurred a little as she blinked her eyes open in fluorescent lighting.

Her breathing was initially quick but began to slow as she regained consciousness of where she was. Realizing she was still in the privacy room at work, lying on the floor completely naked, she looked around and found her cell phone. She reached out for it and pressed the lock button on it – 4:28pm. Still have plenty of time, she thought.

She sat up and scooted herself across the floor toward the wall. Her vibrator still buzzing on the floor, she reached for it and turned it off. Her breathing still feeling a little labored, but more relaxed, suddenly she heard a knock on the door. Her breathing became instantly still, her pulse quickening.

"Finishing up a personal phone call," she said, trying to think quickly. "I'll be out in a couple minutes."

"Everything all right in there," a woman's voice called back. "I thought I heard like a screaming growl a second ago."

"Just arguing with family," Kaitlynn replied.

Kaitlynn had herself dressed in under three minutes. A personal record, she thought to herself. She gathered her stuff together and opened the door, finding Cassie waiting on the other side. Kaitlynn stopped cold, her eyes widening as she felt almost her entire body go still.

"Arguing with family," Cassie had that subtle, 'I know what really happened' kind of tone to her voice as she glanced up and down Kaitlynn's body. "Your, uh, hair's a little crooked."

"I know." She adjusted what she was carrying. "I'll, uh, be taking care of that."

Cassie walked behind her into the privacy room, taking a deep, audible inhale of the air around the room before turning and looking at Kaitlynn. "Hmm..."

"What?" Kaitlynn smiled and giggled slightly as she saw the playful look in Cassie's eyes.

Cassie knelt to the floor and picked up Kaitlynn's vibrator. Kaitlynn's eyes immediately went wide.

Cassie held it to her nose and took a deep sniff, letting out a contented, almost satisfied moan before walking up to Kaitlynn and slipping it between the clothes she was carrying. "I wouldn't forget this, if I were you," she whispered before winking. "Now if you don't mind, I have a phone call to make."