Straight Female / 20
About 4 months ago, the office that I am an intern at hired a new staff member. He was SO cute, and I was SO into him. After a few months, I noticed him giving me a little extra attention. A little flirting here and there never hurt, right? Plus, he was so cute!
I started to get the feeling that he was into me, until one day he was telling a story and casually mentioned his girlfriend. I was so confused! He had obviously been hitting on me, and it didn't exactly add up.
Things started heating up a little bit more a few weeks ago; when at work, I spilt a bit of water on myself and said "Gosh, why do I only do stupid stuff when you're around?" When I asked this, he slowly took a step toward me and said "Because I make you nervous". I was SO flustered, but I was able to recover and ask him "And what makes you think that?" His response: "I don't know, you tell me." You could feel the sexual tension in the room. I left work that night thinking about how I'd like to have made a move at that moment.
As time went on, he started hitting me up outside of work. Making plans and coming over to hang out, I figured we were just getting to know each other better! He is technically one of my bosses, even though the age difference is just a few years. I just thought we were focused on good friendship until one night he came over to watch movies.
He sat on the couch next to me and as the movie went on, got closer and closer to me. First I noticed that our shoulders were touching. Then, our arms were intertwined. Then, he was holding my hand - rubbing my fingers with his thumb. I got up to go to the bathroom and when I was in there, I noticed that my vagina was dripping wet; just being close to him like this was turning me on.
When I went back to the couch and sat down, he put his arm around me. I didn't know how to feel, so I attempted to break the tension with a joke. He teased me and when I accused him of being "Just like my 3rd grade bully" he said "Aw, I think you'll be okay" and then kissed my cheek. After that, he made eye contact with me, cupped my face, and kissed me on the mouth. The moment I had been waiting for for what seems like forever. I had prepared for this moment; I had told my best-friend/confident "If he ever were to make a move, I would pull back and remind him that he has a girlfriend, and if he ever wants to be with me, then he needs to break up with her first." I'd like to think that I have that much self-control. Yet in the moment; his lips on mine, his tongue gently pursing my lips open, and his hands still firmly cupping my face; any and all notions of morality and self-control slipped from my capabilities.
He pulled me onto his lap; I was straddling him now. He kissed down my neck, his hands moving down my back and onto my hips. Breathing was getting heavier as we continued to let our kissing get carried away. He moved his hands from my hips to my breasts, enveloping them in both hands while still passionately kissing my neck.
Again I had a flash of "I should stop this. This is dangerous. This is wrong." pop into my head. Yet as he moved one of his hands from my breast down to the seam of my pants and then inside to rub my clit, these reservations became my last priority.
He rubbed me until I practically needed him to enter me. And then he did, just in time. His two fingers in me hitting just the right spot to make me yelp with pleasure. As he fingered me deep, I reached for his shirt and pulled it off of him. He removed his hand from my depths and did the same to me. Taking my now bare breasts into his mouth and moaning. As he did so, I reached for his waist.
I slid down his length, leaving a trail of kisses down his chest until I reached the drawstring on his sweats. I let my mouth linger there for a few seconds, only to pull down his pants to reveal his penis. I kissed the tip gently, heard him sigh. Used the tip of my tongue to trace the head, and heard him lay his head back on the couch. Then when I took his whole penis in to my mouth, he exhaled deeply. I sucked and licked and kissed it now, with all traces of reservations completely gone. I knew what I wanted now, and it was too late to stop me.
A few moments later, when I made eye contact with him to see if he was enjoying himself; he pulled my body up to him, kissed me hard on my lips and asked "Do you want to move to your bedroom?"
He laid on my bed on his back, and when I climbed onto my bed to join him, I slid myself down onto his penis. At that moment, my whole body tingled. As I continued to ride him, moaning, I felt myself getting close to climax. My yelps got louder as he thrust in me over and over and over. I reached a point of no return, climaxing after only 2 minutes with his penis inside of me. At that moment, with one swoop of his arm he flipped me over and was penetrating me missionary style. My mix of yelps and moans now started to include whinny versions of his name; I was thoroughly enjoying myself.
Next thing I knew, he had grabbed my legs from beneath him and pulled them up onto his chest. This allowed for the deepest penetration I have ever felt. My eyes widened; it almost hurt me. It was the good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that I didn't want to stop. The thrust so hard into me and I felt him move in me. So so deep. So So good.
Before I knew it, he had flipped me over again, laying behind me, both of us on our sides - and entered me from behind. One of his hands on my neck and the other gripping my breast. This was by far the best position he had put me in. He thrust and thrust in me until I orgasmed yet again, screeching with pleasure. As he kept going, I asked him in my out of breath, whiny, sex-voice "Are you gonna cum for me?". He grunted a determined "Yes" through his thrusts and then picked up the speed.
My mind was in a place of disbelief, I had never ever had sex this good before. With a man who knew how to control the situation so effortlessly. I couldn't believe this was actually happening.
As he kept going, faster now, he brought his other hand up to my throat - choking me. We stayed this way until he came in me, his thrusts slowing and eventually pulling out of me.
We laid in bed catching our breath for a few minutes until I broke the silence and said "Well then". He turned his head to look at me, and sighed.
Here we are, 2 days later and I can't walk without a limp. He left me so sore for the best reason. I can't wait to see what happens next; maybe sex on his desk at work.
I started to get the feeling that he was into me, until one day he was telling a story and casually mentioned his girlfriend. I was so confused! He had obviously been hitting on me, and it didn't exactly add up.
Things started heating up a little bit more a few weeks ago; when at work, I spilt a bit of water on myself and said "Gosh, why do I only do stupid stuff when you're around?" When I asked this, he slowly took a step toward me and said "Because I make you nervous". I was SO flustered, but I was able to recover and ask him "And what makes you think that?" His response: "I don't know, you tell me." You could feel the sexual tension in the room. I left work that night thinking about how I'd like to have made a move at that moment.
As time went on, he started hitting me up outside of work. Making plans and coming over to hang out, I figured we were just getting to know each other better! He is technically one of my bosses, even though the age difference is just a few years. I just thought we were focused on good friendship until one night he came over to watch movies.
He sat on the couch next to me and as the movie went on, got closer and closer to me. First I noticed that our shoulders were touching. Then, our arms were intertwined. Then, he was holding my hand - rubbing my fingers with his thumb. I got up to go to the bathroom and when I was in there, I noticed that my vagina was dripping wet; just being close to him like this was turning me on.
When I went back to the couch and sat down, he put his arm around me. I didn't know how to feel, so I attempted to break the tension with a joke. He teased me and when I accused him of being "Just like my 3rd grade bully" he said "Aw, I think you'll be okay" and then kissed my cheek. After that, he made eye contact with me, cupped my face, and kissed me on the mouth. The moment I had been waiting for for what seems like forever. I had prepared for this moment; I had told my best-friend/confident "If he ever were to make a move, I would pull back and remind him that he has a girlfriend, and if he ever wants to be with me, then he needs to break up with her first." I'd like to think that I have that much self-control. Yet in the moment; his lips on mine, his tongue gently pursing my lips open, and his hands still firmly cupping my face; any and all notions of morality and self-control slipped from my capabilities.
He pulled me onto his lap; I was straddling him now. He kissed down my neck, his hands moving down my back and onto my hips. Breathing was getting heavier as we continued to let our kissing get carried away. He moved his hands from my hips to my breasts, enveloping them in both hands while still passionately kissing my neck.
Again I had a flash of "I should stop this. This is dangerous. This is wrong." pop into my head. Yet as he moved one of his hands from my breast down to the seam of my pants and then inside to rub my clit, these reservations became my last priority.
He rubbed me until I practically needed him to enter me. And then he did, just in time. His two fingers in me hitting just the right spot to make me yelp with pleasure. As he fingered me deep, I reached for his shirt and pulled it off of him. He removed his hand from my depths and did the same to me. Taking my now bare breasts into his mouth and moaning. As he did so, I reached for his waist.
I slid down his length, leaving a trail of kisses down his chest until I reached the drawstring on his sweats. I let my mouth linger there for a few seconds, only to pull down his pants to reveal his penis. I kissed the tip gently, heard him sigh. Used the tip of my tongue to trace the head, and heard him lay his head back on the couch. Then when I took his whole penis in to my mouth, he exhaled deeply. I sucked and licked and kissed it now, with all traces of reservations completely gone. I knew what I wanted now, and it was too late to stop me.
A few moments later, when I made eye contact with him to see if he was enjoying himself; he pulled my body up to him, kissed me hard on my lips and asked "Do you want to move to your bedroom?"
He laid on my bed on his back, and when I climbed onto my bed to join him, I slid myself down onto his penis. At that moment, my whole body tingled. As I continued to ride him, moaning, I felt myself getting close to climax. My yelps got louder as he thrust in me over and over and over. I reached a point of no return, climaxing after only 2 minutes with his penis inside of me. At that moment, with one swoop of his arm he flipped me over and was penetrating me missionary style. My mix of yelps and moans now started to include whinny versions of his name; I was thoroughly enjoying myself.
Next thing I knew, he had grabbed my legs from beneath him and pulled them up onto his chest. This allowed for the deepest penetration I have ever felt. My eyes widened; it almost hurt me. It was the good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that I didn't want to stop. The thrust so hard into me and I felt him move in me. So so deep. So So good.
Before I knew it, he had flipped me over again, laying behind me, both of us on our sides - and entered me from behind. One of his hands on my neck and the other gripping my breast. This was by far the best position he had put me in. He thrust and thrust in me until I orgasmed yet again, screeching with pleasure. As he kept going, I asked him in my out of breath, whiny, sex-voice "Are you gonna cum for me?". He grunted a determined "Yes" through his thrusts and then picked up the speed.
My mind was in a place of disbelief, I had never ever had sex this good before. With a man who knew how to control the situation so effortlessly. I couldn't believe this was actually happening.
As he kept going, faster now, he brought his other hand up to my throat - choking me. We stayed this way until he came in me, his thrusts slowing and eventually pulling out of me.
We laid in bed catching our breath for a few minutes until I broke the silence and said "Well then". He turned his head to look at me, and sighed.
Here we are, 2 days later and I can't walk without a limp. He left me so sore for the best reason. I can't wait to see what happens next; maybe sex on his desk at work.
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