Office Sex Novels & Stories

It was a good thing that Donovan sent them all away. “Donovan, fuck... Ah!!” She moaned as he rammed into her at his full length. The next second, she found her climax and then came all over the floor. Donovan still pushed into her and then the next minute, he exploded into her and then relaxed against her. “Why is office sex the best?” Jasmine whispered into his ears and he chuckled. “Because I am good at fucking you. There is nothing like better office sex.” “We have to go to the hospital later, I have to renew the birth control. I want to have sex with you every day for three years without worrying about pregnancy.” She pushe

I am convincing myself that all I want from him is sex. The man that makes you scream: My apartment, 8 o'clock. Wear something easy to slip out of. Olive: See you then. If I keep telling myself that it's just sex, maybe my heart will believe it, too. **I hope you enjoyed the steamy scene. How do you feel Olive will do at keeping it strictly sexual?**

“I am sure I can handle it just fine. I can handle you, just fine.” “Hmm, we will see. Have you ever had sex on your desk?” she asks, tugging her lower lip between her teeth. I groan at the thought. “No, I haven’t.” “We may need to change that today.” My cock stirs to life. “I would like that very much.” It is easy enough to draw the blinds closed and lock the door. People may know what we are up to, but I don’t care. It will be fun and hot.

I smiled and reached to caress my breast. “Have you ever taken anyone in your office, bent over your desk?” I asked him and saw him swallow. “No one has been to the house. I don’t bring people I sleep with to my house.” He answered and swallowed again. “But I am here.” I reminded him. “You are different, you are my mate.” Yeah, mate. Not like I forgot. “What about your office at work?” I asked him. “Never had sex in my office. Always hotels or the penthouse.”

Sophie moved the toy in and out, hitting his prostate perfectly. "Fuck, baby," he groaned. "Just like that." Emma moaned under him as he pounded her harder because of the toy. The three of them were completely lost in pleasure. None of them heard the office door open. Mr. Reynolds was still fucking Emma hard from behind, his hips slapping against her ass. Sophie was pushing the vibrating toy in and out of his ass, making him moan loudly with every thrust. The office was filled with heavy breathing, wet sounds, and the smell of sex. They were lost in the moment.

groaned Camellia while occasionally sighing. Instead of stopping, Crish accelerated his rhythm even more, not wanting to give mercy until he was satisfied. Do not forget they also try several styles, they even often have sex while standing so that the sensation is more pronounced. Until finally they both were at the peak of pleasure and about to release the liquid. “Honey, do I take it outside or inside?” he asked.

In fact, we had to stop a lot of times during our intercourse due to her frequent chest pain and shortness of breathing. I don't care if others would think I was dirty by bedding rich old women as long as I'm well-compensated. I'm making sure I'm doing it safely too. Sexually transmitted diseases were amongst the things I really don't want to get from this setup. Mrs. Young loved classic cars and her vintage Mercedes-Benz had already been promised to me. She would also leave half a million dollars in my bank account. If my clients cannot afford to pay me at least a million in Philippine peso, their sexual requests, of course, wouldn't be granted. I'm worth that much.

I admit. “Oh yea? Well maybe we can do video sex instead of just phone sex.” He suggests. “That. Sounds. Like. A. fucking. Great. Idea.” I say through my moans I’m getting close I didn’t expect to be this turned on by this. “Uhh I’m close baby, where do I come.” He asks. “Inside. Ahhh.” I scream my orgasm ripping through me, I come back down just in time to watch his orgasm rip through him and holy hell it’s enough to send me over the edge again.

I cut him off, knowing that his rant about my body hair could last a while because for whatever reason, hairy legs - on both men and women - freaked him out. ‎"I had phone sex last night." ‎"Sweetie....phone sex is your job." His nose scrunched up, "Are you feeling okay?" he questioned, reaching over and placing a hand on my forehead. ‎I rolled my eyes and batted his hand away. "I know it's my job but it's not my job to get off with them!" ‎He was shocked to say the least. "You...you flicked your bean to a client?" My nod was a guilty one. "In my defence, he had the sexiest voice I've ever heard in my life. And he was amazing at talking dirty. Better than me!"

"So, did you ever think you'd be offered a job because your dick is bigger than the last guy?" Russ chuckled. "I never thought about it." "That's not the only reason. You're also, according to Lan, handsome, well built, and have a reputation of being a nice guy. I do, essentially, what my mom and sister do. I give massages. By choice, I only do females. About half of them just want massages. The other half are the regulars. They want the special services we offer. For women, it's fingering to orgasm, eating them, and rarely vaginal sex. For vaginal I always wear a condom. Safer for me and for them. For oral, I use a dental dam about half the time. Do you know what that is?"