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My Colleague Rode Me Hard in Empty Cabin Late Night

My Colleague Rode Me Hard in Empty Cabin Late Night

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This pune office romance sex story still gives me wood when I think about it. I am Aditya working as developer in a big IT park company here. Ishita was in next team marketing side looking damn sexy every day in her tight tops and skirts that hugged her fat ass. We used to talk near the coffee machine and she always laughed a bit extra at my stupid jokes. Last monsoon season we had a king sized project deadline so many of us stayed late. That Tuesday most people left by eight but she was still typing away and I was stuck fixing bugs.

Around nine fifteen she walked over with two cups of chai and sat on the edge of my desk. Her perfume hit me first then those thick thighs crossed right in front of my face. She said you look dead Aditya maybe we finish this shit and grab a drink. I told her bosses will kill us if the report is late but she just smirked and put her hand on my shoulder real slow. Her fingers slid under my collar a little and my cock twitched hard in the pants. She noticed the bulge and her eyes went wide then she licked her lower lip.

How Overtime Turned Filthy Fast

I stood up and said we should check numbers in the empty cabin near the end of the floor. She nodded and followed me. Once inside she locked the door herself and pulled the blinds shut. No one left on that wing. She pushed me against the desk and started unbuttoning my shirt fast. Her mouth was on my neck sucking hard enough to leave marks. I grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed those soft cheeks through the skirt. She moaned low and said your hands feel so good just rip it if you want. I hiked the skirt up and found she was already wet through thin cotton panties.

I dropped to my knees pulled the panties aside and shoved my tongue straight into her chut. She tasted tangy and hot and her legs shook. I licked up and down then sucked her clit hard while two fingers pumped inside. She held my head and ground her hips on my face saying eat it properly don’t stop. Her juices ran down my chin and I kept going till she came the first time soft and trembling. When she calmed a bit she pulled me up and opened my belt. My lund sprang out thick and leaking. She stroked it with both hands then knelt and took the head in her warm mouth.

She sucked like she was hungry for days tongue swirling under the ridge while one hand cupped my balls. I held her hair and fucked her mouth slow at first then deeper till I hit the back of her throat. She gagged a little but kept sucking spit dripping down her chin onto her blouse. I told her take the shirt off and she did tossing it aside so her heavy boobs bounced free in the cheap black bra. I unhooked it and her dark nipples stood stiff. She came off my cock long enough to say fuck my tits too then I did sliding my shaft between them while she pushed them together with her hands.

Her Mouth On My Stiff Cock

After a few minutes of tit fucking I was ready to explode but she stopped and stood up. She bent over the cabin desk face down ass high and looked back at me. Pull my panties down all the way and put it in she said. I yanked them to her ankles and rubbed my cock head up and down her dripping slit. Then I pushed in one long stroke. Her chut was tight and scorching and she gasped loud. I started pounding with full thrusts the desk creaking under us. Her boobs swung forward with every slap of my hips on her ass. I reached around and rubbed her clit while slamming deep.

She cursed in Hindi mixed with English saying haan aur tezz de mujhe chod. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so her back arched. The view of my thick lund disappearing into her stretched hole made me fuck even harder. Sweat ran down my chest onto her back. I slapped her ass cheeks red and she pushed back meeting every stroke. After some time I pulled out flipped her around and sat her on the edge of the desk. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I sank back inside. Face to face I sucked one nipple then the other while thrusting up into her. She clawed my back and bit my shoulder when another orgasm hit her hard. Her walls clamped and fluttered around me almost making me cum too early.

I slowed down pulled almost out then drove back in rough. She was panting hard saying don’t stop fill me. I told her turn around again I want that gaand next. She hesitated half a second then bent over willingly. I spat on her tight asshole and rubbed it then pressed the head gently. She was tight as fuck but after some pressure the tip popped in. I went slow letting her adjust while fingering her soaked chut. Once she relaxed I started sliding deeper inch by inch till half my cock was buried in her ass. She was moaning like an animal and pushing back for more. I fucked her ass with steady strokes feeling how hot and gripping it was. My balls slapped against her and the wet sounds filled the cabin.

Bending Her Over The Office Desk

I could not last long like that so I pulled out of her ass and slammed back into her pussy. Three hard pumps and I exploded shooting thick ropes of cum deep inside her. She came again right with me shaking and squeezing every drop out. We stayed locked like that breathing heavy till my cock softened and slipped free. Cum leaked down her thigh and dripped onto the office carpet. She laughed softly and said look we made a mess. I grabbed some tissues from the drawer and cleaned her gently then myself. She fixed her skirt and found her bra while I buttoned my shirt with shaky fingers.

We sat on the two chairs facing each other still half naked and shared the leftover cold chai. She looked at me with those happy tired eyes and said next time we do this at my flat where I can scream proper loud. I just nodded feeling my cock twitch again already. We waited another twenty minutes till the security lights dimmed extra then walked out separately so no one got ideas. Next morning in the office she acted normal during the team meeting but when she passed my desk she brushed her fingers over the front of my pants quick and whispered cabin again evening. That was only the start. We fucked in that same cabin four more times that month once with her sitting on my face while I sat in the boss chair and once against the glass window after dark with half the city lights blinking outside.

The rawest night was when she brought a small bottle of oil and told me to use her harder. I oiled her fuck holes and pounded both till she could barely walk straight after. She came so many times her legs gave out and I had to hold her up while finishing in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and licked me clean after. Sometimes I still jerk off thinking about how her chut looked swollen and creamy after I unloaded inside. Or how she sucked my fingers after I pulled them out of her ass. Office air conditioning could never cool the heat we made in that locked room.

We kept it quiet for months until the project ended and she got transferred to another branch. Before she left we stayed late one last Friday and I bent her over that same desk one final time. I fucked her slow and deep so she would remember then filled her up again. She cried a little after not sad just overwhelmed and kissed me hard. I never found another colleague who matched that wild hunger. Even now when the floor gets empty after eight I walk past that cabin and my cock gets heavy. Nothing beats that first night when chai turned into full on fucking and neither of us cared about the risk. Real office lust hits different when the only sounds are skin slapping and her broken moans against the glass.

Looking back I should have taken more photos of her body in that half dark light but at the time all I wanted was to bury myself deeper. Her voice saying harder Aditya keep going still loops in my head. Sometimes during boring calls I remember the taste of her wetness on my tongue and have to adjust myself under the table. That cabin desk still has a small scratch from the night her nails dug in while I rutted her from behind. Nobody else knows what that mark means. Just me and the memory of her thick desi curves taking every inch like she was made for it.

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