My manager, Gary, had invited Rachel and me to club on ladies night, along with Dexter, a manager from another department. That night, all I wore was a tank top which was slightly bigger, just enough to cover over my butt. That's all. I met Gary, who was supposed to have Rachel and Dexter in his car, but Rachel couldn't turn up. Ends up I'm the only girl, which means I get all the attention!
Entering the VIP segment, we met Justin, a common friend of theirs. I quickly downed with a few drinks from the counter (since it's free anyway!) Dexter and Justin were commenting on how good I looked despite the conservative attire, not knowing what's underneath the top. They too got their drinks, two bottles in total, and starting drinking a little, while having their man talk with Gary putting his arm over me.
As he did so, his fingers quickly and smoothly did the work on my right nipple, giving me all the urge to start finger myself right there. But I stayed calm, and waited till the guys to do it for me - no girl fingers herself at a club, right? As the music got harder, I had a few more drinks, and got a bit more high too. Gary was the ultimate choice to grind around, and I did.
Before long, I felt not just one, but two sets of fingers from below. And that left no modesty for me, waist down. Well, not wearing panties in a club is actually normal, and so they thought. But little did the additional hands up my breasts expect that I was braless too! My shoes and this skimpy little shirt was all I had on me.
All these while, I was kissing this other girl from who-knows-where. Just an average bodied girl, but she looked hot in her tube dress, at least hot enough for me to kiss. I was with all the euphoria I got. I then parted with this girl and went back to Gary and company, who brought Carmen, this other girl from our finance department. We then proceeded back to the dance floor while Carmen and I were grinding each other in the middle of the guys (common sight anyway). At the same time, the guys were casually drinking, yet seriously downing the alcohol into us.
Before long, I couldn't very much remembered what happened. When I woke up, I was on a bed, with Dexter humping me in missionary. Over the other side I could see Carmen sucking on Gary - damn, she's still awake! I can't be bothered much so I went back to slumber. When I woke up again, Carmen and I were naked, lying side by side, Carmen now asleep. We were in a really nice hotel room (I can't say which). Gary and Dexter both saw that I woke up, and told me all that happened.
It seems that after I lost sense of what was happening, I was garnering a lot of attention from the other people n the club. Helplessly, they took both of us to the hotel, and on the way there, I stripped in Gary's car! Carmen tried to get me to put on my clothes again, but I kept pushing her away. They then had no choice but to carry me up to the room, stark naked.
And once I lied on the bed, I started fingering myself, and also called out to the guys to give me a good fuck. Well, they did. They tried to wake me up, but to no avail. Stating that both of them and Carmen were already horny, my actions made all three of them even hornier. And so we have everything that happened thereafter.
Carmen woke up, and gave me a sleezy smile. She handed me her spag top, shorts, strapless bra, and g-string. Instead of asking me to put it on for her, she told me to keep it from her, so she could do what I did last night! We went down to the carpark with her naked and me in what I wore the previous night. After sending her home, Dexter followed her as well. Turns out they were a couple, and Carmen did this just to turn Dexter on!
Then it was left with Gary and me. I lifted up my 'skirt' to indicate to him something. He just kept quiet, and drove me home, giving me a light peck before I alighted. If he were to confess to me, I would just accept! But he didn't. Oh well. There will be a lot of chances with him in the office anyway. Went home, stripped immediately, and masturbated to the sight of everything that happened.
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Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Summer 2013: Work (Pt 1)
And so, school has started for quite some time now. Oops, I forgot to post about my summer. Upcoming are a few posts about what I did in this past summer and the sex that came along with it. Enjoy!
Remember the post about the office interview when I had sex with the interviewer, manager, and counter girl? Yes, I worked there for the summer. I made sure I dressed to kill - a tight, hugging black sheer tube dress, and I brought along a cardigan just in case. (since it's just over my period, bottoms are free again!)
Upon reaching, Rachel gave me a French kiss right at the doorstep, and then took my hand as we went into Gary's room, where I had to work on her pussy while getting drilled by Gary by the back. Gary simply lifted up my easy-to-adjust dress, and pulled the bust band down to fondle my nipples from behind. Rachel, on the other hand, quickly unzipped her trousers which fell to the ground, leaving her pantyless, shaved pussy for my tongue to attack hungrily.
Before long, the double action was stimulating me. Sex on the first day of work, how cool was that! Gary shot inside me (after confirming the first thing in the morning that my period is over), and Rachel ejaculated all over my face. I wasn't given even the chance to adjust my clothes before I was introduced to Xavier, a fellow intern, and Jamie, my team leader, who's another hottie in the office too.
As Xavier brought me to my seat (and he was supposed to teach me the basics), Rachel's fluids was quickly drying, while Gary's cum kept dripping. Serve me right for not bringing a decent pair of panties to work that day (well, it'll soak through anyway). As we sat down, I could see a huge inflation in his pants - seems like he haven't had his share since the morning. Well, we tried to stay professional and stuck through learning the ropes for an hour or so, before I lost control and started touching Xavier.
He cringed for a second, before we proceeded on with work. But it was just a matter of minutes before he lost his composure too, and my left hand was already in his pants, my right hand clicking away aimlessly. He wasn't big, but wasn't small as well. As I started to imagine how his meat would feel inside me, Angel, the receptionist, walked past. Xavier signalled casually to her, and she walked over, knelt down and crawled below the table. Before I knew it, she was working on my wet clit, partially of my fluids, partially of Gary's!
Did I mention how good Angel's tongue was? Turns out she's the licking/blowing 'expert' in the office. She would lick about 30 times and blow another 20 on an average day. The number probably doubles during hectic periods, and she works OT as well! Back to Xavier, we were fondling each other for a good 15 minutes before the foundation module was finally over. He suggested that we use a meeting room, and I agreed.
I followed him to the nearest team discussion room, and once I turned around to face him after closing the door, his pants and briefs were already at his ankles. Obligatory blowjob cued. I went on my knees, crawled over, and started filling the whole meat-rod with my saliva, and giving the right stimulations at the right times. While blowing, I reached for the zip on my dress and made it fall to the ground, revealing my body, stark naked, within two hours of reporting to work. I climbed onto the meeting table, and missionary we went.
As the ramming went harder, the moans got muffled. It was an office, everything had to be relatively quiet. I'm okay with not moaning anyway. After a good few minutes, I lay there eyes closed, and felt the rod pull out of me. Spews of cum went all over my body - on my face, into my mouth, on my breasts, stomach, etc. Xavier grabbed some tissue from his shirt pocket and helped clean me up. As we dressed one another up, we looked at each other and smiled. As a gesture of thanks, I gave him my tongue for a few moments before we left the room.
As I was exiting, Jamie came in. Xavier instructed me to get back to my desk and wait for a while, but I stood at the door and peeked in. Jamie was coming for Xavier, obviously. I saw her slowly remove her brown jacket-like dress, standing in front of Xavier in her matching set of hot pink, seducing him. They went into action as I watched. Turns out Jamie's straight, what a waste. I would've devoured her cleanly shaved pussy, firm but small B cups, and naturally toned figure. It'd be so nice to play in bed with her, I thought.
Lunch was nothing very interesting, except for the additional glances on me stole by other colleagues, both male and female. After lunch was another quickie with Xavier, this time at the toilet, before I was called into Rachel's room, where she sat there in just her undergarments and heels waiting for me. As I was asked questions, I was fingered through my dress as well. It quickly turned both of us naked, and enjoying one another's bodies once again.
And so I was living out my fantasy. I'll be wearing office wear that were easy for fucks such as one piece dresses or blazers with nothing inside. Commando of course, except during period. Lunches are usually topped up with quick trysts with Xavier, and Friday afternoons were spent in the nude with Rachel, cuddling and fondling in the lounge. What more could I ask for, right!
Note: Of course, part of my fantasies and imaginations were added into this story. I mean, such a workplace would be dropdead crazy. I did actually had sex at work, both straight and homo, while this is a little exaggerated. Stay tuned for the next fully true story!
Remember the post about the office interview when I had sex with the interviewer, manager, and counter girl? Yes, I worked there for the summer. I made sure I dressed to kill - a tight, hugging black sheer tube dress, and I brought along a cardigan just in case. (since it's just over my period, bottoms are free again!)
Upon reaching, Rachel gave me a French kiss right at the doorstep, and then took my hand as we went into Gary's room, where I had to work on her pussy while getting drilled by Gary by the back. Gary simply lifted up my easy-to-adjust dress, and pulled the bust band down to fondle my nipples from behind. Rachel, on the other hand, quickly unzipped her trousers which fell to the ground, leaving her pantyless, shaved pussy for my tongue to attack hungrily.
Before long, the double action was stimulating me. Sex on the first day of work, how cool was that! Gary shot inside me (after confirming the first thing in the morning that my period is over), and Rachel ejaculated all over my face. I wasn't given even the chance to adjust my clothes before I was introduced to Xavier, a fellow intern, and Jamie, my team leader, who's another hottie in the office too.
As Xavier brought me to my seat (and he was supposed to teach me the basics), Rachel's fluids was quickly drying, while Gary's cum kept dripping. Serve me right for not bringing a decent pair of panties to work that day (well, it'll soak through anyway). As we sat down, I could see a huge inflation in his pants - seems like he haven't had his share since the morning. Well, we tried to stay professional and stuck through learning the ropes for an hour or so, before I lost control and started touching Xavier.
He cringed for a second, before we proceeded on with work. But it was just a matter of minutes before he lost his composure too, and my left hand was already in his pants, my right hand clicking away aimlessly. He wasn't big, but wasn't small as well. As I started to imagine how his meat would feel inside me, Angel, the receptionist, walked past. Xavier signalled casually to her, and she walked over, knelt down and crawled below the table. Before I knew it, she was working on my wet clit, partially of my fluids, partially of Gary's!
Did I mention how good Angel's tongue was? Turns out she's the licking/blowing 'expert' in the office. She would lick about 30 times and blow another 20 on an average day. The number probably doubles during hectic periods, and she works OT as well! Back to Xavier, we were fondling each other for a good 15 minutes before the foundation module was finally over. He suggested that we use a meeting room, and I agreed.
I followed him to the nearest team discussion room, and once I turned around to face him after closing the door, his pants and briefs were already at his ankles. Obligatory blowjob cued. I went on my knees, crawled over, and started filling the whole meat-rod with my saliva, and giving the right stimulations at the right times. While blowing, I reached for the zip on my dress and made it fall to the ground, revealing my body, stark naked, within two hours of reporting to work. I climbed onto the meeting table, and missionary we went.
As the ramming went harder, the moans got muffled. It was an office, everything had to be relatively quiet. I'm okay with not moaning anyway. After a good few minutes, I lay there eyes closed, and felt the rod pull out of me. Spews of cum went all over my body - on my face, into my mouth, on my breasts, stomach, etc. Xavier grabbed some tissue from his shirt pocket and helped clean me up. As we dressed one another up, we looked at each other and smiled. As a gesture of thanks, I gave him my tongue for a few moments before we left the room.
As I was exiting, Jamie came in. Xavier instructed me to get back to my desk and wait for a while, but I stood at the door and peeked in. Jamie was coming for Xavier, obviously. I saw her slowly remove her brown jacket-like dress, standing in front of Xavier in her matching set of hot pink, seducing him. They went into action as I watched. Turns out Jamie's straight, what a waste. I would've devoured her cleanly shaved pussy, firm but small B cups, and naturally toned figure. It'd be so nice to play in bed with her, I thought.
Lunch was nothing very interesting, except for the additional glances on me stole by other colleagues, both male and female. After lunch was another quickie with Xavier, this time at the toilet, before I was called into Rachel's room, where she sat there in just her undergarments and heels waiting for me. As I was asked questions, I was fingered through my dress as well. It quickly turned both of us naked, and enjoying one another's bodies once again.
And so I was living out my fantasy. I'll be wearing office wear that were easy for fucks such as one piece dresses or blazers with nothing inside. Commando of course, except during period. Lunches are usually topped up with quick trysts with Xavier, and Friday afternoons were spent in the nude with Rachel, cuddling and fondling in the lounge. What more could I ask for, right!
Note: Of course, part of my fantasies and imaginations were added into this story. I mean, such a workplace would be dropdead crazy. I did actually had sex at work, both straight and homo, while this is a little exaggerated. Stay tuned for the next fully true story!
Friday, December 7, 2012
The Interview Part 3
Rachel was waiting outside the room for us to finish when Gary sent me to the door. "I promised Angel," she whispered to me, "she's waiting at the counter."
After thanking Rachel and a handshake, I scurried to the counter, only to find Angel totally naked under her counter, hiding her nudity from public view, while toying with her hairy opening and AA-sized chest while waiting for me. I wasted no time in removing my shirt, right there in public view, and immediately pounced on her, lip-locking. After a little kissing, I said to her, "Thanks for the great toys. Now you'll play with my mega-jugs as a reward."
She seemed happy to be caressing a fellow lesbian with big boobs, and I later found out that Rachel and her had only one sex experience, and Rachel never gave in to her seductions. All the other lesbians in the office were of mostly A cup, and only one B. Now I understand that it was no surprise.
Her quick reflexes, as if well trained in undressing, removed my skirt and left me to my stockings again, almost in an instant. Our lips met and we started fingering one another rather handily and casually, as if it was well rehearsed. Well, I suppose it was, as what the both of us have been practicing every day separately.
While one hand was fingering deep in the vagina, Angel's other hand fondled my clit. It was really pleasurable. I did what I was do with only my right hand. But Angel added a chic to what seemed a normal lesbian grope - she sucked on my nipples. Her lip and tongue synchronisation was superb - rightfully a turn on for even straight girls. Before long, I came.
We helped each other get dressed, with Rachel looking on at the whole tryst under the counter. I thanked both ladies, and left the office with my shirt even more translucent from the sweat, and rather crumpled - telltale signs of sex in this attire as I cramped in the homebound MRT train with the silent vibrator I brought along working its wonders for the whole journey home.
Will I get the job?
After thanking Rachel and a handshake, I scurried to the counter, only to find Angel totally naked under her counter, hiding her nudity from public view, while toying with her hairy opening and AA-sized chest while waiting for me. I wasted no time in removing my shirt, right there in public view, and immediately pounced on her, lip-locking. After a little kissing, I said to her, "Thanks for the great toys. Now you'll play with my mega-jugs as a reward."
She seemed happy to be caressing a fellow lesbian with big boobs, and I later found out that Rachel and her had only one sex experience, and Rachel never gave in to her seductions. All the other lesbians in the office were of mostly A cup, and only one B. Now I understand that it was no surprise.
Her quick reflexes, as if well trained in undressing, removed my skirt and left me to my stockings again, almost in an instant. Our lips met and we started fingering one another rather handily and casually, as if it was well rehearsed. Well, I suppose it was, as what the both of us have been practicing every day separately.
While one hand was fingering deep in the vagina, Angel's other hand fondled my clit. It was really pleasurable. I did what I was do with only my right hand. But Angel added a chic to what seemed a normal lesbian grope - she sucked on my nipples. Her lip and tongue synchronisation was superb - rightfully a turn on for even straight girls. Before long, I came.
We helped each other get dressed, with Rachel looking on at the whole tryst under the counter. I thanked both ladies, and left the office with my shirt even more translucent from the sweat, and rather crumpled - telltale signs of sex in this attire as I cramped in the homebound MRT train with the silent vibrator I brought along working its wonders for the whole journey home.
Will I get the job?
Thursday, December 6, 2012
The Interview Part 2
Rachel returned to the interview room, told me to leave the toys on the table, get dressed properly, and follow her. We came to a manager's office which was labelled 'Gary Ng', when a lady walked out, as if she had just been raped - her clothes not buttoned properly, bursting with sweat and extremely wet legs. We went in and Rachel left instantly. Gary offered a handshake, got me to sit down, and then walked over to his window.
Gary was a rather good-looking, well-built man apparently in his late twenties, and was fluent in speech and work. Turning back, he said in a gentle tone, "Strip now. Leave your stockings on." While I got to work with him looking on, he sat back down, unzipped his pants, and whipped out his large penis. "I would've told you to leave your underwear on if you had any. But Rachel told me otherwise, so it's okay, I like girls who go commando anyway."
I stood up once I'm done, and instinctively, uncontrollably walked over to his shaft, and started stroking it gently. He didn't resist. Instead that seemed like what he wanted. Before I got to a blowjob, I asked him, "Isn't Rachel joining us?" He replied, "Oh, you love threesome? Nah, I just fucked that slut this morning. Turns out she had twelve guys last night, mad bitch."
Wow, Rachel's wild, I thought to myself as I went down to take in his dick by mouth, and thoughts about Rachel perished upon contact with that monster which expanded once I licked it. Even with a deep throat, I couldn't cover everything. It was that big, even bigger than Jonathan. And I blew for a good 10 minutes, having some scoldings threw at me for not doing it fast enough (such as "You horny cunt, can't you blow faster?") before he pushed me back and then with my back to the window.
He pushed me up a little, and did the wall position with his mega, now about 10-inch rod, pushing every inch into my pussy. It filled me up and the entrance was already lubricated due to Rachel's work and Gary getting me to finger myself while blowing him. Every thrust he pushed in the wall-fuck position clicked on my G-spot. I reached climax before long, and him, sensing it, made me do the cowgirl while he lied on the floor.
Now I was in control. He asked me certain questions about the company and the job while playing with my nipples, and praising my firm, lusty boobs. We also exchanged some insights on sex, before he decided that it was time to come, and instructed me back to the wall position.
Instead, I went into doggie against the same window, very much to Gary's pleasant surprise. He did a deep penetration and we were in for a few more minutes of humping. I could feel his expanding cock line up parallel to my vaginal walls, and the natural lubricant making that feeling more and more candid as he screwed me deep, reaching straight for my G-spot with every thrust. Before long, he took it out, turned me over to sit against the window, and masturbated for a while before shooting on my face.
He squatted down with me and we had a really passionate kiss, before he got dressed properly and passed me a towel to clean off his ejaculation. Once again, I had already wet the carpeted floor. He was really kind in helping me get dressed, and I really loved it when my slightly undersized shirt was pushed against my boobs by him. It was such a turn on!
Once I got dressed, we got to proper business while masturbating for one another, and sped up once work was all over. He came about two minutes before I had what I thought was my last orgasm in this office for the day.
Gary was a rather good-looking, well-built man apparently in his late twenties, and was fluent in speech and work. Turning back, he said in a gentle tone, "Strip now. Leave your stockings on." While I got to work with him looking on, he sat back down, unzipped his pants, and whipped out his large penis. "I would've told you to leave your underwear on if you had any. But Rachel told me otherwise, so it's okay, I like girls who go commando anyway."
I stood up once I'm done, and instinctively, uncontrollably walked over to his shaft, and started stroking it gently. He didn't resist. Instead that seemed like what he wanted. Before I got to a blowjob, I asked him, "Isn't Rachel joining us?" He replied, "Oh, you love threesome? Nah, I just fucked that slut this morning. Turns out she had twelve guys last night, mad bitch."
Wow, Rachel's wild, I thought to myself as I went down to take in his dick by mouth, and thoughts about Rachel perished upon contact with that monster which expanded once I licked it. Even with a deep throat, I couldn't cover everything. It was that big, even bigger than Jonathan. And I blew for a good 10 minutes, having some scoldings threw at me for not doing it fast enough (such as "You horny cunt, can't you blow faster?") before he pushed me back and then with my back to the window.
He pushed me up a little, and did the wall position with his mega, now about 10-inch rod, pushing every inch into my pussy. It filled me up and the entrance was already lubricated due to Rachel's work and Gary getting me to finger myself while blowing him. Every thrust he pushed in the wall-fuck position clicked on my G-spot. I reached climax before long, and him, sensing it, made me do the cowgirl while he lied on the floor.
Now I was in control. He asked me certain questions about the company and the job while playing with my nipples, and praising my firm, lusty boobs. We also exchanged some insights on sex, before he decided that it was time to come, and instructed me back to the wall position.
Instead, I went into doggie against the same window, very much to Gary's pleasant surprise. He did a deep penetration and we were in for a few more minutes of humping. I could feel his expanding cock line up parallel to my vaginal walls, and the natural lubricant making that feeling more and more candid as he screwed me deep, reaching straight for my G-spot with every thrust. Before long, he took it out, turned me over to sit against the window, and masturbated for a while before shooting on my face.
He squatted down with me and we had a really passionate kiss, before he got dressed properly and passed me a towel to clean off his ejaculation. Once again, I had already wet the carpeted floor. He was really kind in helping me get dressed, and I really loved it when my slightly undersized shirt was pushed against my boobs by him. It was such a turn on!
Once I got dressed, we got to proper business while masturbating for one another, and sped up once work was all over. He came about two minutes before I had what I thought was my last orgasm in this office for the day.
The Interview Part 1
We always see on, porn movies, helpless girls getting fucked on their job interview. Well, that isn't always a fantasy, nor does it happen only in clips like those.
So I had finished my exams and was looking for a job (more people you know = more sex!) And I got an interview recently, and was contacted to go down to the office for the interview. Dressing up for it is predictable - a tight white shirt which totally revealed my nipples though they don't protrude unless agitated, with an ultra-mini-skirt which, once lifted, would give a view of my privates. I wore black laced leggings but cut away the middle portion, leaving the front part of my labia which I forgot to shave, the vagina, and the whole butt crack exposed. The slightest movement of the tight skirt would give away my modesty (if any to begin with).
Upon arrival at the office, I was lucky I'm the only one. What a bad impression to give my potential coworkers with my attire. There, I was greeted by a flat-chested, average-looking counter girl, who led me into an interview room.
Once in the room, the interviewer was a young girl in her twenties. She was wearing very much the same as me, except with a coat, so I couldn't tell the bra she was wearing. But even through two layers of clothing, one could distinctly identify her voluptuous figure - at least a D cup and a stark, stunning hourglass shape. As she was sitting facing the door, and having her legs open, the first thing that actually caught my eye was the translucent C-string she was wearing - I could even see her nicely shaved pubic area. She got me to sit down and passed me a name card with the name 'Rachel Toh', Once the door closed, it was only two of us and she took off her coat, baring her jugs in full view under her ultra-translucent shirt. One could even see the laces if she was wearing a bra. But she wasn't - it turned out to be a braless DD cup, though no sight of nipples meant nipple stickers.
After about five minutes of asking me some basic questions, explaining the company to me and what-nots, the conversation moved slowly into fashion and body. She took a sip of water and asked me, "Charmaine, can I ask you a question? Why are you not wearing a bra?" I thought I'd be gone and the job too. Since there was all of it at stake, I dared myself upon: "You too, Ms Toh." And I got wet almost instantly, and subconsciously slipped my hands down to the skirt and starting giving my gentle touches.
"Take it easy, Charmaine." She replied. "And call me Rachel. Now come over and sit on my lap." She continued, and turned away from the table with her legs together, ready for me to ride. Surprised yet turned on, I walked over sexily in my three-inch heels and slowly sat sideways on her, and we started kissing. The pecks were full of saliva, probably from two thirsty mouths, thirsty for pussies. The smacking of our tongues could totally be heard from any passer-by.
Just as we were about to undo each other's blouses, the door opened. It was the counter girl from just now. Rachel stopped our kissing, and commanded, "Angel, 4 nips, 2 dill!" Angel, the counter girl, stripped away her one piece dress immediately, which was without any underwear, and removed the dildo in her pussy, placed it on the table, and ran out of the room naked, and then in no time, came back with the nipple sets and the other dildo, and left it on the table, got dressed, then ran out again.
"Isn't she joining us?" I asked while starting to unbutton Rachel's almost-transparent blouse, while she did the same for me. "Nah, who wants an airport runway now? You get to fuck her anytime later." She said indifferently. In no time our tops were off, baring two pairs of large jugs, which Rachel took the greatest pleasure in clipping on the nipple sets, while I helped remove her star-shaped nipple stickers.
Once the nipple clips were on, Rachel turned both machines to full speed, it was seriously extremely stimulative. We proceeded to stimulate one another's pussies after throwing the white blouses aside, with me knowing I had to remove Rachel's skin coloured stockings and C-string before I could attack her slit. Just then, her hands lifted up my skirt, which bared my whole bottom with the cut-out for her viewing pleasure. I stood up for her to lick it, while I caressed her hair instead. She unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the ground; thereafter knowing that without the need to pull off my stockings, she did really splendid tongue work for a good two minutes or so, before stuffing an ultra-thick dildo into my already wet hole.
The dildo sent really strong vibrations through vagina and to the whole of my hips, so much so I got immobilised for a moment. Rachel then undressed her skirt herself, and then allowed me to bend over to smell the C-string she got, while I realised she already had a vibrator inside her, oblivious to Angel. She reached into her documents file and passed me the remote control, and I of course knew what to do on the spot! I was in total control of her, right there. I sat back down on my chair, rolled closer, and we stayed liplocked for the next 7 to 10 minutes, exchanging our fluids and setting our most sensitive areas off.
Moans were in the air amid the intense kissing. I counted a total of three climaxes, before we decided to go down to the floor for a 69 which ended up in a wet mess. After the second and more shocking mutual orgasm on the floor, I took out both our vibrators, got her to sit up, and we started fingering each other to one last orgasm. The carpet was now totally soaked in our juices, and then Rachel stood up and got dressed quickly, forgoing all her undergarments while she took the files out and told me to get ready.
Still having some horniness remaining, I grabbed the vibrator which was in her, smelt it, and started rolling it over my labia, while Angel came in to do a quick clean up.
So I had finished my exams and was looking for a job (more people you know = more sex!) And I got an interview recently, and was contacted to go down to the office for the interview. Dressing up for it is predictable - a tight white shirt which totally revealed my nipples though they don't protrude unless agitated, with an ultra-mini-skirt which, once lifted, would give a view of my privates. I wore black laced leggings but cut away the middle portion, leaving the front part of my labia which I forgot to shave, the vagina, and the whole butt crack exposed. The slightest movement of the tight skirt would give away my modesty (if any to begin with).
Upon arrival at the office, I was lucky I'm the only one. What a bad impression to give my potential coworkers with my attire. There, I was greeted by a flat-chested, average-looking counter girl, who led me into an interview room.
Once in the room, the interviewer was a young girl in her twenties. She was wearing very much the same as me, except with a coat, so I couldn't tell the bra she was wearing. But even through two layers of clothing, one could distinctly identify her voluptuous figure - at least a D cup and a stark, stunning hourglass shape. As she was sitting facing the door, and having her legs open, the first thing that actually caught my eye was the translucent C-string she was wearing - I could even see her nicely shaved pubic area. She got me to sit down and passed me a name card with the name 'Rachel Toh', Once the door closed, it was only two of us and she took off her coat, baring her jugs in full view under her ultra-translucent shirt. One could even see the laces if she was wearing a bra. But she wasn't - it turned out to be a braless DD cup, though no sight of nipples meant nipple stickers.
After about five minutes of asking me some basic questions, explaining the company to me and what-nots, the conversation moved slowly into fashion and body. She took a sip of water and asked me, "Charmaine, can I ask you a question? Why are you not wearing a bra?" I thought I'd be gone and the job too. Since there was all of it at stake, I dared myself upon: "You too, Ms Toh." And I got wet almost instantly, and subconsciously slipped my hands down to the skirt and starting giving my gentle touches.
"Take it easy, Charmaine." She replied. "And call me Rachel. Now come over and sit on my lap." She continued, and turned away from the table with her legs together, ready for me to ride. Surprised yet turned on, I walked over sexily in my three-inch heels and slowly sat sideways on her, and we started kissing. The pecks were full of saliva, probably from two thirsty mouths, thirsty for pussies. The smacking of our tongues could totally be heard from any passer-by.
Just as we were about to undo each other's blouses, the door opened. It was the counter girl from just now. Rachel stopped our kissing, and commanded, "Angel, 4 nips, 2 dill!" Angel, the counter girl, stripped away her one piece dress immediately, which was without any underwear, and removed the dildo in her pussy, placed it on the table, and ran out of the room naked, and then in no time, came back with the nipple sets and the other dildo, and left it on the table, got dressed, then ran out again.
"Isn't she joining us?" I asked while starting to unbutton Rachel's almost-transparent blouse, while she did the same for me. "Nah, who wants an airport runway now? You get to fuck her anytime later." She said indifferently. In no time our tops were off, baring two pairs of large jugs, which Rachel took the greatest pleasure in clipping on the nipple sets, while I helped remove her star-shaped nipple stickers.
Once the nipple clips were on, Rachel turned both machines to full speed, it was seriously extremely stimulative. We proceeded to stimulate one another's pussies after throwing the white blouses aside, with me knowing I had to remove Rachel's skin coloured stockings and C-string before I could attack her slit. Just then, her hands lifted up my skirt, which bared my whole bottom with the cut-out for her viewing pleasure. I stood up for her to lick it, while I caressed her hair instead. She unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the ground; thereafter knowing that without the need to pull off my stockings, she did really splendid tongue work for a good two minutes or so, before stuffing an ultra-thick dildo into my already wet hole.
The dildo sent really strong vibrations through vagina and to the whole of my hips, so much so I got immobilised for a moment. Rachel then undressed her skirt herself, and then allowed me to bend over to smell the C-string she got, while I realised she already had a vibrator inside her, oblivious to Angel. She reached into her documents file and passed me the remote control, and I of course knew what to do on the spot! I was in total control of her, right there. I sat back down on my chair, rolled closer, and we stayed liplocked for the next 7 to 10 minutes, exchanging our fluids and setting our most sensitive areas off.
Moans were in the air amid the intense kissing. I counted a total of three climaxes, before we decided to go down to the floor for a 69 which ended up in a wet mess. After the second and more shocking mutual orgasm on the floor, I took out both our vibrators, got her to sit up, and we started fingering each other to one last orgasm. The carpet was now totally soaked in our juices, and then Rachel stood up and got dressed quickly, forgoing all her undergarments while she took the files out and told me to get ready.
Still having some horniness remaining, I grabbed the vibrator which was in her, smelt it, and started rolling it over my labia, while Angel came in to do a quick clean up.
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