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Team Lead Locked Her Cabin And Rode Me Till I Could Barely Stand

Team Lead Locked Her Cabin And Rode Me Till I Could Barely Stand

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Last Tuesday I was drowning in sales numbers when Nisha called me over the chat and said come to my cabin now. I thought it was again about the pending client deck. I walked over with my laptop and that is where this indian office cabin sex story actually begins, no fancy start, just another green carpet floor and the smell of stale coffee from the pantry. She was in that light blue kurti with the buttons a bit open near the neck and her hair loose instead of the usual clip. The second I stepped in she told me shut the door and do not stand there like a fool.

I closed it and she reached past me and turned the lock. That click sounded loud. She said the numbers can wait five minutes and you have been looking at me all week like a hungry dog so sit. I sat opposite her desk like a normal meeting but my mind was already racing. She came around the desk instead of sitting in her own chair and stood right next to my shoulder. Her thigh nudged my arm and she asked if I even know how tight that shirt sits on you when you lean forward in meetings. I told her I do not think about shirts. She laughed low and said liar then put her hand on my neck and squeezed a little.

My cock jumped under the formal pants. She noticed and did not pretend otherwise. Her fingers slid down my chest, paused at the belt, then she said get up and pull that down before I lose interest. I stood and fumbled the belt. She slapped my hand away and opened it herself, yanked the trousers and underwear halfway down my thighs in one go. My dick sprang up thick and already leaking. She looked at it and muttered finally something useful from you then spat on her palm and started stroking slow from base to tip. The grip was firm, almost rough, nails scraping a bit. I groaned and she told me keep quiet or the trainees outside hear everything.

Cabin Blind Dropped And She Knelt

She reached behind her and dropped the vertical blind so the glass wall went dark. Then she pushed me back until my ass hit the edge of her desk and knelt on the thin carpet. No soft words, she just opened her mouth and took the head in, tongue circling hard. I felt the warm wet heat and almost bucked. She sucked deeper, cheeks hollowed, one hand cupping my balls and squeezing them in rhythm. Saliva ran down my shaft onto her wrist. Every few seconds she pulled off and said taste like you skip showers then laughed and went back down till her nose pressed my lower stomach. I grabbed her hair without thinking and she slapped my thigh telling me do not pull unless I say. So I held loose and let her use my cock like it belonged to her already.

She kept at it till I was dripping spit and pre-cum mix. Then she stood, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and spun around. She hiked the kurti up around her waist and pushed her plain black cotton panty down to her knees. That ass looked round and soft and the slit underneath was already shiny. She bent over the desk, papers sliding, and told me spit on it and put it in no condom nonsense. I spat twice onto her cunt and rubbed the head up and down her lips. She pushed back impatient so I shoved forward and sank deep in one long stroke. She was hot and gripping tight, the kind of squeeze that makes your brain go empty. Her upper body flopped across the laptop and she bit her own wrist to stay quiet while I started pumping.

The desk creaked every time my hips smacked her ass. I held her hips hard enough to leave marks and drove in faster. She kept whispering harder you bastard harder do not turn soft now. I leaned over her back, one hand sliding under to grab her hanging breast through the kurti fabric, pinching the nipple till she hissed. Sweat started down my back under the office shirt. The air conditioning hummed useless against how hot that cabin got. Her wetness coated my cock and ran down my balls. Every thrust made a filthy wet sound that filled the small space. She reached back with one hand and spread her own cheek so I could go deeper and I did till my pelvis was grinding against her.

I pulled out almost fully then slammed back in short hard bursts. She started shaking and her cunt fluttered around me. She pushed herself up on her palms and looked over her shoulder with her mouth open saying do not you fucking dare stop I am close. I reached around and rubbed her clit in messy circles while I kept pounding. She came hard, legs trembling, body locking, and a rush of wetness spilled down my thighs. She almost collapsed on the desk but I held her up by the waist and kept fucking her through it till she slapped the table telling me enough for one second.

Second Round Hit The Carpet Hard

I pulled out and my cock was dark and glistening. She turned, breathing heavy, face shiny, and shoved me toward the floor. We ended up on the carpet between the desk and the filing cabinet. She straddled me reverse, guided me back inside and sat down heavy till every inch disappeared. Then she bounced. Her ass cheeks clapped and her juices slicked my stomach. I watched that dark wet strip of her stretched around my shaft and nearly lost it. She reached under and played with my balls while she rode, fingers wet and slippery. I grabbed both her hips and thrust up to meet her. The angle hit something inside her because she started cursing under her breath in Hindi mixed English saying yes fuck that spot keep going like that only.

After a few minutes she climbed off, turned around facing me, and lowered herself again so her tits hung near my face. I yanked the kurti neckline down and sucked one nipple hard while she ground her clit on my base. Her hair stuck to her cheeks. She rode with short hard rolls of her hips then lifted almost all the way off and dropped full weight. The impact made both of us grunt. I felt the build in my lower belly and told her I am going to fill you. She said do it inside I want it leaking when I sit in the next meeting. That finished me. I grabbed her waist and pumped up deep, shoot after shoot pulsing into her. She kept rocking slow till every drop was out then stayed seated with me still half hard inside.

We stayed like that catching breath. The office noise outside felt far away. Satisfied for only a minute she climbed off and lay on her back on the carpet with knees open. My cum was already seeping out of her and down toward the floor. She dipped two fingers in herself and then pushed them into my mouth saying taste what you did. I sucked her fingers clean. She laughed and said now use that tongue properly before we both get called out. I crawled between her legs and licked her swollen cunt, salty and thick with my own mess mixed in her juices. She held my head and rolled her hips against my mouth. I pushed two fingers in and curled them while my tongue worked her clit. She came again quieter this time, thighs clamping my ears, heels digging the carpet.

When she let go I sat up with my face wet. She looked at the wall clock and cursed softly saying we have maybe ten minutes before someone knocks. She got on all fours again facing the desk and told me one more round quick and deep. I was already hardening again from the sight. I lined up and shoved back into that messy hole. This time it was pure rough. Skin slapping, both of us sweating, her arms shaking trying to stay up. I spat on her asshole and pressed a thumb there while I fucked her cunt. She moaned louder then bit the desk edge to muffle it. Inside her felt even hotter and looser now, still tight enough at the entrance. I drove hard until my thighs burned and shot a second smaller load deep again.

We pulled apart messy and sticky. She used tissue from the drawer to wipe between her legs and then wiped my cock like she was doing some boring task. My trousers were still around my ankles so I stood and hiked everything up, zipped, tucked the shirt rough. She pulled her panty back, smoothed the kurti, fixed her hair with fingers and put a little lipstick again like nothing happened. She looked at me and said next status update you better come prepared or I lock this door again. I nodded like an idiot. She unlocked, opened the door halfway and sat proper behind the desk with a blank face.

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