Straight Female / 27
I Gave Into My Coworker, It Was Purely Sexual
I finished college without any sexual encounters. I had friends, but nothing intimate. I 'saw' my roommate get anal, that was enough to turn me off to it. Some naked guy's harry ass, is not sexy.
I have friends, both male and female. But it wasn't a friend who got into me. It was an older coworker who took me to witness a 'destructive' test on a pressure vessel. I wanted to see it myself and not just hear about it. After the test, the 'vessel' survived like it was supposed to, we stopped at a road side hamburger joint. The woman cashier had on a tank top, big tits, and tattooed all over. No bra, and hard nipples. I noticed, I noticed he noticed. I don't think I had ever been so impressed by a woman's tits before.
I made the mistake of telling him that now I understood why men like tits. He said that men liked tits, but they preferred pussy. The conversation was using words that aren't polite between men and women. Harsh words that made me uncomfortable. Like sliding his dick up between a girl's butt cheeks. The visuals he painted were obnoxious, but he used the cashier as the perfect example. If women stopped using bras and swung their tits around, life would be better.
I don't have 'tits', just slightly elevated pecs. Yes, my nipples are woman nipples, with dark areolas. He insisted on seeing them, and he pulled my shirt out and he told me he wanted to suck them. I got defensive and he told me he already had a hardon thinking about fucking me. It was bad enough that we were in public, at an outside table. He took my hand and put it on his hardon. He told me that he was taking me to this motel he had seen at the exit and he was going to fuck me, come hell or high water.
He went inside to get the key, and I waited in the car with my arms across my chest, protecting them. When we got out I followed him down the long hall to the room. He kept the room for me to enter, and told me to let the bed down so he could fuck me. I shook my head and sat on the bed to suck him. I got undressed and pushed myself up the bed and laid my head on the pillow. I asked him how long it was going to take, because I had work to do.
He took his sweet time. It wasn't fast, he kept going in, and pulling out and sliding down to eat me, and back up to get in me. I kept my mouth shut, but I wanted him to finish me. The drive back to the office was quiet. I told my coworker about the test I witnessed, but nothing about the cashier or stopping off for a 'nooner'. He, on the other hand, blabbered about me. I don't have enough room on my tits for his tattoo preference, so I'm tattooed now across my back side.
I have friends, both male and female. But it wasn't a friend who got into me. It was an older coworker who took me to witness a 'destructive' test on a pressure vessel. I wanted to see it myself and not just hear about it. After the test, the 'vessel' survived like it was supposed to, we stopped at a road side hamburger joint. The woman cashier had on a tank top, big tits, and tattooed all over. No bra, and hard nipples. I noticed, I noticed he noticed. I don't think I had ever been so impressed by a woman's tits before.
I made the mistake of telling him that now I understood why men like tits. He said that men liked tits, but they preferred pussy. The conversation was using words that aren't polite between men and women. Harsh words that made me uncomfortable. Like sliding his dick up between a girl's butt cheeks. The visuals he painted were obnoxious, but he used the cashier as the perfect example. If women stopped using bras and swung their tits around, life would be better.
I don't have 'tits', just slightly elevated pecs. Yes, my nipples are woman nipples, with dark areolas. He insisted on seeing them, and he pulled my shirt out and he told me he wanted to suck them. I got defensive and he told me he already had a hardon thinking about fucking me. It was bad enough that we were in public, at an outside table. He took my hand and put it on his hardon. He told me that he was taking me to this motel he had seen at the exit and he was going to fuck me, come hell or high water.
He went inside to get the key, and I waited in the car with my arms across my chest, protecting them. When we got out I followed him down the long hall to the room. He kept the room for me to enter, and told me to let the bed down so he could fuck me. I shook my head and sat on the bed to suck him. I got undressed and pushed myself up the bed and laid my head on the pillow. I asked him how long it was going to take, because I had work to do.
He took his sweet time. It wasn't fast, he kept going in, and pulling out and sliding down to eat me, and back up to get in me. I kept my mouth shut, but I wanted him to finish me. The drive back to the office was quiet. I told my coworker about the test I witnessed, but nothing about the cashier or stopping off for a 'nooner'. He, on the other hand, blabbered about me. I don't have enough room on my tits for his tattoo preference, so I'm tattooed now across my back side.
