Office Sex Novels & Stories

Kinks: bdsm, female dom, male sub, powerplay, rough sex The office door clicks shut behind him, sealing us in my private therapy room. Dim lights cast shadows over the leather couch and the sturdy restraint bench in the corner. He's my patient, that eager 28-year-old with wide eyes and a body begging for control. I stand tall in my black leather corset and thigh-high boots, my curves hugged tight, feeling the power surge through me, expert in breaking men like him. He sits on the edge of the couch, fidgeting, his shirt already unbuttoned from our 'session talk' about his submission cravings.

I need a rider that knows how to hold on, knowing that I won’t blow away with a huge gust of wind - a bitch will just lean a little. Sturdy. A lot of people sleep on a thick brotha or sistah because they feel we can’t perform due to size. Thing is, we know how to maneuver and make shit work and the sex is amazing if not immaculate. More cushion for the pushing. I also know that I have a voice for phone sex. I always wanted to work at one of those types of places. I imagined a large office type set up with females in their own cubicles conversing on the phone, getting guys off while they are either joining in the festivities or painting their nails.

Now, I speed up my pace as we both moan from the feeling of being inside of her tight pussy while I hit the spots that make her scream. Heather Wilson is a prideful woman and enjoys dominating arguments to boost her ego. Yet, during our lovemaking, she is secretly a masochist. If only I didn't throw all of our toys before Nina shows up, I would have done more than just this. But office sex isn't bad. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” And she violently cums, squirting her essence around my cock. I close my eyes, groaning as I am nearing my climax—

My most exciting Friday afternoon to date. I recalled how she had stormed into my office ready to argue with me about her job. As she prepared herself to challenge me, her cheeks flushed and angry. It was so cute. Then, during our sexual encounters, she showed no consciousness either about her body or about providing me satisfaction. Just picturing her mouth on mine and how her tongue had teased me made me feel sick with desire. And having sex in my office was fantastic.

“I can’t.” “It’s okay, love, I swear. You won’t break your promise. No sex.” Malik said nothing, but his body had gone stiff. I moved closer, guiding the tip of his cock to my entrance. The water had lost some of its chilliness. When his cock touched my clit, I exhaled. This would be hard, but I had to be strong for the two of us and recreate that office scene. Only now, I had to be in charge of us. “Malik, it doesn’t count as sex if there’s no penetration. You know that, right?”

Letting them out, Christopher slid her panties to the side while the love egg was still on her cl*t, he used his hands to touch her pu**y lips which was already wet. " I've waited too long to have sex in my office. And you, my love just made that wish come true" he smirked as he looked at Michelle, she was only able to weakly open her eyes to see his wicked smirk. He pushed two fingers inside her and she gasped as he slowly went inside her with his finger, he was doing it slowly while he was also using his left hand to hold the love eggs on her cl*t. She raised her legs and placed it on his shoulders and he could not help seeing how her legs where trembling seriously. He looked at her and re

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

his voice low, “I should make you cùm again. Rub that needy pússy of yours until you get tired of wanting more.” I moaned, grinning from ear to ear, “Please, do whatever you want. You owe my body, my pússy,” I said, palm slapping my pússy as I spread my legs wide open, “Fúck me, Axon.” We were careful not to wake Sarah up with our moans. He pulled me over, as I knelt with both hands and knees to give him his favourite dodgy style. Sarah talks about their séx life a lot so I wanted to give him the best séx in his entire life.

We made out for quite a long time before Dominic began to grope me and lift my shirt up. I stopped him, eyes wide at his audacity. “Seriously? Here?” “Why not?” Dominic said, before kissing the spot below my earlobe. “Cillian won’t disturb us.” I was amused at the thought of us having sex in the office where we had just renewed our marriage licence. “But still, though. I’d feel a lot better if we did it at home, where there’s enough space. Not to mention, a large comfy bed.”

Oral sex (giving) — 5 Oral sex (receiving) —4 Swallowing semen — 5 Hand job (giving) — 5 Hand job (receiving) —4 Anal sex (giving) — 5 Anal sex (receiving) —1 Anal plugs (small) — 5 Anal plugs (large) — 5 Vibrators — 5 Fisting (giving) — 1 Fisting (receiving) —5 Rimming (giving) — 4 Rimming (receiving) —5 Double penetration (giving) — 1 Double penetration (receiving) —4 Triple penetration (giving) — 1 Triple penetration (receiving) —3 Forced masturbation — 5 Phone sex — 5 Multiple partner sex — 3 Outdoor sex — 4 Orgasm control — 5 Deep throating (giving) — 1 Deep thrusting (receiving) —5 Sensation play