It was another long, dreary day at work. I work for a 911 call center and had enough of the yelling and complaining from people who did not actually have emergencies. My head was pounding and my neck was at a new level of painful tension I had not previously known existed. I stretched backwards in my chair, reveling in the amazing relief I felt when both of my shoulders popped at once. I glanced at the clock for what seemed like the millionth time that day. This time it was good news: I was on break! I logged out of my computer and got up to walk out of the room.

I only made it a few feet when I was yanked violently back. I realized I hadn’t taken off my headset and was still tethered to the desk! I hurriedly ripped it off of my aching head and walked to the bathroom, the sounds of my coworkers taking more calls slowly fading as I turned the corner. I pushed my way into the bathroom door and turned on the cold water in the sink. I shoved my hands into the stream and smoothed some water over my face. The mirror reflected a 25 year old with long blonde hair that was slightly messed up from my headset, sleepy blue eyes, and an athletic, curvy body that my work uniform didn’t do justice to. I slid my hands up my sides and held my boobs. They are D cups so they are already nicely sized for my frame but today they were a little fuller. It must be near that time of the month again, I thought, at least that would account for how incredibly horny I had been lately. Even now my pussy radiated heat through my pants and my clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat.

I toyed with the thought of going to the more secluded restroom downstairs to masturbate, something I’d done on several occasions before to relieve tension and, honestly, just because it was fun! Nothing could liven up a workday like an orgasm. Then I recalled that I hadn’t checked my work email yet today. Our supervisor had stressed to us the importance of checking it as soon as possible. I sighed deeply and fixed my hair. My hot, pulsing pussy would have to wait.

Instead of checking my mail at one of the computers inside the main work room I opted for the training room down the hall because it was dark, quiet, and always empty. The computers can’t been seen from the door so I may get a chance to play with myself a little at the same time. I opened the door then shut and locked it as quietly as possible. There were only certain people I work with that I wouldn’t mind catching me fingering my slit, and most of them weren’t working tonight. I stood for a moment at the door, my head already loving the darkness and absence of noise.

I made my way to the back of the room, the glow of the computers drawing me like a moth. I settled into a chair and began typing my user name. From the darkness behind me I heard someone say “I thought I was the only one that knew about this place.” The deep, masculine, slightly raspy voice startled me but I was able to keep my composure. I turned and looked around, my eyes still adjusting. I was pretty sure I knew who it was, but I needed to be sure. The dim light the computer provided allowed me to make out someone sitting in a chair. Someone tall and broad with dark hair. It was Jason, a guy I’d been crushing on for months.

He is exactly my type: a little older (he is 30), about 6’1″, with thick black hair, cool blue eyes, sexy as hell smile, and the perfect amount of bulk on his build (I’ve always preferred bigger guys). He had a short beard going, which suited him perfectly. A rush of hot juices filled my incredibly horny hole at the thought of being in a dark, locked room alone with him. I was normally pretty shy around Jason but I was far too aroused right now to be bashful.

“I guess great minds think alike.” I said “What are you doing back here?”

“Same thing you are, taking care of stupid formalities.” I smiled a little too much, like I always did when I talked to him. Another barb of pain from my headache must have caused my expression to falter because Jason leaned forward, looking concerned. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, just have this bitch of a headache.” Jason pulled his chair closer and sat to my left side. He grasped the arms of my chair and with one smooth motion pulled it so that I was facing him. He brought his hands up to my temples and started to rub them lightly. His fingertips were rougher than I’d imagined and his touch electrified me.

“How does that feel?”

I moaned softly and he chuckled under his breath. It was such a low sound I barely heard it. I was so incredibly turned on that I could barely speak. Finally I whispered “Harder, please.” He responded by squeezing the sides of my head with his strong, thick fingers. It felt amazing, but not nearly as amazing as the image in my mind of those same fingers deeply penetrating my dripping cunt.

I moaned a little louder, letting the sound take its natural course to a deep groan of pleasure. My breathing got shallower and I became aware that my thoughts were overpowering what was really going on. My eyes fluttered open and a blush spread over my cheeks. I was trying to think of something to say when I noticed Jason’s eyes were closed like mine had been. I stole a glance at his crotch and there was a noticeable bulge that hadn’t been there before.

Before I could think, my right hand was on his lap, grabbing his erect dick through his pants. Jason’s eyes flew open and met mine in a look of pure lust. Our breathing grew heavier and I slid forward until my ass was on the edge of my seat and my legs were spread as wide as I could get them. My left hand guided his away from my forehead and down to my tits. I had fantasized so many times about those hands on my tits: squeezing them, pinching my nipples…and it was actually going to happen.

Him touching me over my shirt wasn’t going to be enough. I realized that immediately and ripped off my shirt. I needed him to touch my bare skin so urgently that I didn’t bother to take my bra off all the way, I just slipped out of the straps and pushed it down. His eyes grew wide and his mouth hung open a little at the sight of my naked breasts. I do have to admit that they’re probably my favorite feature; they’re very full but still perky and have rosy colored gumdrop nipples that are so much fun to lick. I needed them in his mouth right now.

I almost jumped from my chair to his lap, my tits bouncing around his face. I leaned back and popped one of my erect gumdrops into his eager mouth. He sucked vigorously an swirled his tongue around my nipple while sliding his hand down the back of my pants and grabbing my bare ass. I ground my crotch against his throbbing erection, timing each thrust as he squeezed my ass cheek. Jason’s other hand roughly caressed my free breast and it was incredible to see my fantasy come to life! I felt him let go of my ass and slide his hand around to the zipper of my work pants.

All to willing to help him, I undid the button and guided his hand in past my panties and straight to my shaved, dripping pussy. His fingertips slid over my clit and into my juicy, waiting hole. “Oh fuck you’re so wet.” he whispered harshly, his lips gliding over my nipple and causing me to shiver. He tried to pull his hand back but I wouldn’t let him. I held his arm still and started fucking myself with his fingers. It felt so good to be penetrated that I couldn’t stop myself and after just a few thrusts I came, gushing cum all over his hand. It was fantastic, but I really needed his cock inside me.

I quickly slid to the floor in front of him and freed his dick from his pants. As soon as it was out I shoved his thick 7 1/2″ dick in my mouth as far as it would go. I sucked him hard and his hips lifted from the chair as he placed his hands behind my head, begging me not to stop. My tongue flicked around the head as I bobbed rhythmically up and down his shaft while I used one hand to stroke him in front of my mouth and the other to lightly tease his balls with my fingertips. He started to bounce his hips in time with my head until he couldn’t take it anymore.

He lifted my head from his cock, groaning at how hard I sucked the precum from his head as he pulled me off. “On the floor, now” he grunted and I complied, shedding my pants and panties and getting on all fours so that my gushing, bald pussy pointed directly at him. Jason got on his knees behind me, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor. I could feel the thick head just parting the lips of my waiting cunt. I wanted so badly to throw myself backwards and impale myself on him, but his hands gripped my hips tightly. “Before I do this…” he said, hesitating.

“I don’t have any diseases and I can’t get pregnant, now fuck me!” I hissed. It was all he needed to hear.

His dick slammed into me, filling my pussy and forcing a breathless whimper from my mouth. He slowly withdrew himself until only the tip parted my lips again then slammed into me as hard as he could. My pussy muscles gripped him and I spread my legs farther and farther to get every millimeter of his dick inside me. “Make me cum on your cock.” I said, loving how he felt.

Without saying a word Jason began fucking me faster, his balls slapping my exposed clit with every thrust. Before long I could feel my vaginal muscles tightening even more and I knew I was on the verge of the biggest orgasm of my life. “I’m so close, fuck me harder!” I half screamed through my teeth. His cock crammed my pussy full harder and harder until a giant orgasm shuddered thorough my body. A split second later I felt his cum explode inside me and mix with my own juices.

We collapsed on the floor next to each other, both staring at the ceiling and smiling with the deep satisfaction that comes after phenomenal sex. “How is your headache now?” Jason asked.

“What headache?” I smiled. After a few minutes we got dressed and headed back to work, both looking forward to the next time one of us had a headache!

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