This mumbai coworker sex story started on a normal Tuesday. I was stuck finishing the quarterly slides when Kavya walked over to my desk chewing gum looking bored as hell. Yaar the AC is dead on our floor she said leaning close. Her blouse was bit open and I could see the black bra edge. I smelled her perfume mixed with sweat and my lund twitched right there under the table.
Kavya is the quiet type from marketing usually talks only about targets and client decks. Married two years full sindoor and all but that day her eyes stayed on my crotch longer than normal. Finish your part and come to my cabin she muttered. Need your numbers for the Hubli pitch. I nodded like a fool already half hard.
Ten minutes later I walked into her small cabin on the quieter side of the floor. She shut the door behind me and twisted the lock. Blinds were half down already. Suddenly the air felt thick. Sit she said pointing at the visitor chair but instead of sitting she planted her ass on the edge of her own desk facing me. Legs a little open. Skirt riding higher.
When She Dropped The Act Completely
I closed the deck file on her laptop without looking. Your numbers can wait I told her. My voice came out rough. She smirked and spread her knees more. Been watching you adjust that thing all morning Raj. Must be fucking painful. Then her sandal slipped off and her bare foot pressed right on my cock through the pants. She rubbed slow up and down the shaft like she owned it.
I almost came from that alone. Stood up shoved the chair back and yanked her forward by the waist. Her hands went straight to my belt. Open it she hissed. Want that thick muhh me. I undid the belt zipper down and pulled my stiffer than ever lund out. She spat on it once then wrapped both hands and started stroking hard milking the precum. Her wedding ring scraped the underside every pull.
Before I could say anything she bent and took the head in her mouth. Warm wet and greedy. She sucked loud no shame at all tongue swirling under the ridge while her fist pumped the base. I grabbed her hair bun opened and fucked her face short strokes. She gagged once spit ran down her chin onto the blouse but she only pushed deeper till her nose hit my stomach. Full throat. I held her there three seconds felt her swallow around me then let go. She came off coughing spit hanging in strings between her lips and my cock.
Look at the mess already she laughed wiping her chin with the back of hand. My turn now. She hopped further back on the desk kicked the remaining sandal off and pulled her skirt up around her waist. No panties. Just smooth shaved chut already glistening. She spread the lips with two fingers showing the pink inside. Put it in raw she said. No condom no nothing. Fill me before someone knocks.
I stepped between her thighs lined up and shoved all the way in one go. Tight hot and soaking. She bit her own wrist to keep quiet but a long moan still escaped. Her walls squeezed me like they wanted to milk every drop right then. I started pounding hard the desk shaking pens rolling onto the floor. Each thrust made wet slap sounds that filled the small cabin. Her breasts bounced under the blouse so I tore two buttons open yanked the bra cups down and sucked one dark nipple while my hips never slowed.
Harder you bastard she whispered right in my ear. Chod mujhe jaise randi. I lifted one of her legs higher hooked it over my shoulder and drove deeper. The new angle made her eyes roll. Her free hand scrabbled for anything found the desk phone and knocked it off completely. I could feel her juices running down my balls onto the floor. Someone walked past the door talking about lunch and we both froze mid-stroke but the footsteps faded. I started again even rougher.
Cabin Table Could Barely Take Us
After a few minutes she pushed my chest. Out turn me around. I pulled free shiny with her wetness and she scrambled onto her stomach across the desk papers still under her. Ass up high. I spat on her pink hole then pushed back into her chut from behind gripping both hips. The force made the whole desk jump forward half an inch. I reached under and rubbed her swollen clit in rough circles while slamming deep. She buried her face in her own arm muffling screams.
I want it in the ass next she managed between gasps. Do it. I pulled out again wiped more of her juices onto her tight rear hole with my thumb then pressed the head there. Slow at first because she was small but she pushed back greedy. Once the head popped in I gave her the full length in two more strokes. She made a broken sound half pain half pure need. I fucked her ass the same way I had her pussy no mercy. Skin slapping loud. My balls hit her dripping lips every time.
One hand stayed on her waist the other reached forward and stuffed three fingers into her open mouth. She sucked them like they were cock drooling more. I felt my orgasm building heavy in the base. Gonna fill this gand I growled. She nodded hard around my fingers. Do it inside. I slammed deep one last series of thrusts and unloaded thick ropes straight into her ass. Pulse after pulse till I felt it leak out around my shaft and drip down.
Even after I stopped she kept grinding back milking the last drops. When I finally pulled free a thick white string followed and landed on the desk edge. She stayed bent a few seconds catching breath then stood on shaky legs turned and dropped to her knees again. Clean me she ordered voice hoarse. I watched her tongue gather every bit of my cum mixed with her own from my softening cock. She swallowed it all then licked her own fingers after wiping between her cheeks.
We stayed quiet only the AC hum and distant office noise. She fixed her bra as best she could missing buttons hidden under the blazer she threw on. Skirt smoothed down. I tucked myself back zipped up and tried to look normal even though my legs felt weak. Anyone walks in now they smell pure sex she smirked. Wipe the table you idiot. I grabbed tissue from her drawer cleaned the desk and the floor spots while she reapplied lipstick like nothing happened.
Before unlocking she grabbed my still sensitive cock through the pants once more. Tomorrow same time bring energy drinks. I am not done with this lund. Then the lock clicked open and she walked out first leaving me to wait two minutes so it looked separate. I sat back in my own cubicle staring at the same slides completely blank. My cock kept twitching remembering how tight both her holes felt.
Rest of the day was torture. Every time she walked past for chai or printouts she brushed her hip against my shoulder. Once she dropped a file and when I bent to help she whispered still leaking your cum in my ass. I almost dragged her to the storage room right then. Somehow we lasted till evening. I left early claiming headache but really needed to jack off again the second I hit my flat thinking of her wedding ring flashing while she deepthroated me.
Monsoon Night I Drilled My Wet Neighbour Till Dawn
Rohan ducked into the next flat to escape monsoon chaos and ended up buried deep in his neighbour for hours. Rain hammered the windows while they went at it nonstop and filthy.Read related storyNext morning she sauntered in wearing a tighter kurti than usual and no bra that I could tell. During the team stand-up her foot found mine under the table and stayed pressed there. After the meeting she typed a message on Teams. Cabin. Now. Bring the flash drive. Code for more fucking. I made some excuse to the manager and followed five minutes later. Door locked again blinds fully closed this time.
She was already sitting on the desk skirt gone completely. Only the kurti hanging loose. I did not waste words. Pants down cock out already rock hard. She hooked her ankles behind my back and I slid into her swollen pussy in one thrust. Yesterday leftovers still made her wetter than anything. I fucked her standing like that lifting her half off the desk with every upward slam. Her nails dug crescents into my shoulders under the shirt.
Switch she gasped after a few minutes. I want to ride. I sat in her big chair she straddled me facing forward lowered herself onto my lund and started bouncing hard. The chair squeaked loud enough I worried the next cabin would hear but neither of us cared. Her tits bounced free when she pulled the kurti over her head. I sucked both nipples hard leaving red marks while she ground her clit against my base. She came first shaking and dripping all over my thighs. The squeeze pulled me over the edge too and I emptied another full load deep in her chut this time.
We stayed locked together breathing heavy. Her forehead against mine no kissing just raw heat. Someone knocked. Kavya madam the deck print. She yelled two minutes without getting off me. I felt my soft cock slip out followed by a thick blob of cum that landed on the chair leather. She laughed quietly wiped it with tissue then stood on wobbly legs and pulled the kurti back down. No underwear again. Just walking around the office full of me.
That became our pattern for the next two weeks. Random cabin locks midday. Once in the empty conference room after everyone left for a client lunch. Another time she dragged me to the stairwell between floors tugged my pants down and sucked me off while held against the wall. I ruined her lipstick completely. We never talked feelings or plans. Just bodies needing to use each other rough. Her husband called once while I had three fingers in her ass and thumb on her clit. She answered all sweet bollywood wife voice then muted and came hard on my hand without breaking the call.
Last Friday she whispered meet me at the basement parking after six. I found her leaning against my bike already wet when I checked. Climbed on the pillion side pulled her own panties aside and I fucked her right there engine still warm under us. One hand on the handle for balance other gripping her hip. She came so hard she almost slipped off. I filled her again then she fixed her dress and left first like always. No goodbye just a smudge of my cum on her thigh that she did not bother wiping.
I still walk past her cabin and get hard remembering the smell of sex trapped in that small space. The way her chut and gand both stretched around me. How she looked with spit and precum shining on her chin. Some days she still drops that look across the open floor and I know the lock will click soon. Office remains the same boring targets and coffee stains but under the desks and behind those half-open blinds we keep ruining each other one overtime session at a time.
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