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Being the Office Slut [F24 M30s M20s][Free Use][Power Dynamics][Office][Creampie][Blowjob] (Part 1)
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Special thanks to an anonymous user for this prompt. If you have a sexy and salacious writing prompt, send it to my DMs. I would love to write it and get more people off.

1:30 PM, another coworker comes over to bend me over my desk. My pussy is already dripping with 3 previous loads from other coworkers, but I don't mind being their stress relief. He flips my skirt up and moans about how he's "needed to fuck this used pussy all day".

There's no point to wearing panties anymore. They all got ripped up from so many coworkers trying to get a quick fuck in over the last few weeks. He grabs my ass cheek with one hand to spread me open while the other guides his cock head inside my cum lubed pussy. His cock is bare, how it should be, and he slides in easily like all the others. He grabs my hips to start fucking me, the rhythmic slaps of my ass hitting his stomach drown out the typing of the other workers. I'm still working too, it's just much harder with a cock inside.

My face starts to get flush, my breath getting heavier and hotter. The feeling of my pussy welcoming yet another cock inside and convincing it to do what it does best, to shoot a load right inside me. I haven't even looked at who is fucking me. So focused on work, yet so happy to be a cum dump for the office. His hands reach over to grab my tits, freeing them from the dress. He grabs each one as his pace quickens, pinching my nipples and sending shockwaves through my body. I can feel my orgasm edging closer as his cock is now pounding me into the desk. I slip my hand underneath to rub my clit, my brain full locked in on cumming as quietly as I can in the office.

I can feel his pace start to slow and his cock throbbing. My hips start pushing back onto him, desperate to get more of his cock filling me up. He leans over and whispers to me, "I'm gonna fill your pussy up to the brim". Each word made my pussy spasm, and my orgasm crashed over me. My legs became wobbly, only supported by his thrusts. His cock soon followed, unable to fight how tight my pussy gets from cumming. I feel several shots spurt out inside me, his cock softening, and finally him slipping out. Not before he gives me a spank and tells me I'm a good cum dump. Work was back into my mind, as it was a document I really needed to finish. I typed away, as I felt my coworker's cum dribble out of me, and waited for the next one to take their turn.

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Life didn't used to be this way. I worked ends and odds for a while before finally landing at a solid office job, my first one. However, my interview was unlike any other. Even though they handle the logistics for global shipping, they're still humans. It's not easy to come into work and go for 12 hours. Even harder to run an interview at the end of your day, which for some reason, the company thought it was ok to schedule for this poor man.

We went through the questions and it was pretty cordial. I answered his questions honestly, with a touch of sweetness. He was impressed and seemed already excited to have me working there. He and I got derailed at one point and talked about being in our mid-20s, sarcastically joking about "doing what we've always wanted to do" by working in logistics or whatever. You know the interview is going well when you can make your interviewer laugh.

I noticed he wasn't just laughing though. I saw him glance down a little lower than where my eyes were while I answered questions. He probably thought he was being sneaky, but I knew what he was doing. I know that I probably shouldn't have shown up in a sundress to an interview. My excuse is that it was a little hot that day, and I let the girls have their time in the sun with modest cleavage. Still professional, but he took note, more than once, of my bust.

Towards the end, he asked if I had any questions for the company. I just had one, "What's the worst thing about your workday?" He seemed surprised, his head jolting back, but answered quite quickly nonetheless.

"The hours. Business is tough and we work long shifts since we're dealing with clients from all over. I wouldn't be too worried about it though, because the pay more than makes up for it."

As he answered, it was my chance to stare down at his features: His dark circled eyes, mussed black hair, pale hands clasped together. Poor guy was probably worked to the bone. "At least with me, you'll have someone to joke around with through the day right?" I couldn't help but add a little giggle at the end.

His thin lips stretch into a smile as he leans back into his chair, arms behind his head. "Yeah, it would be easier. Nicer on the eyes at least."

Now I'm the one that was taken aback. I could feel the energy shift in the room when those words came out too. His body language signalled that he was truly relaxed, but his tone couldn't have been anything but interested in me. I debated in my mind for a few seconds on how to respond, finally landing on, "Well, I can be nice in lots of ways, not just the eyes". I pulled a strand of hair behind my ear and tilted my chin down. His body leaned forward in the chair and his arms now rested on the table.

"What do you mean 'lots of ways'?", he asked eagerly. I could tell there was a fire lit behind his eyes now. He stared into mine, waiting for my response. My brain decided it needed to up the ante. I wanted to give this man an interview he could definitely remember me for.

In a sultry tone, just 4 words rolled out of my ruby red lips, "I can show you". I bit my bottom lip after to really make clear what I wanted to do.

He let out a little puff of air, surprised. He leaned in even further and whispered, "Not now, we're still technically in an interview". I could feel his excitement. He really wanted this interview to be over and for him to get relief.

I leaned in, inevitably giving him a good look down my dress, and whispered, "Then give me the job and I can give you a taste... literally". I winked at him and stuck out my hand to end the interview. We shook hands and he quickly said his cordial "goodbye, great interview" type thing.

We both left the room, and I followed him through the sparsely populated offices. Instead of guiding me to the front entrance, we went to the bathroom. Immediately bee-lining for the handicap stall, I knew what I needed to do to uphold my end of the bargain. The lock slid closed and I got onto my knees. I reached for his pants and they quickly slid down onto the floor. I knew he wasn't thinking with his top head right now and I was ready to indulge in his desire of me.

My lips delicately took his head in and I looked up. He must've loved the sight and feeling as he did not care to be sneaky anymore. I remember the walls echoed with his moans. My tongue gently rolled his cock head in my mouth, slowly sliding down and teasing his shaft. He begged me to do more as his hands reached down to push my head farther on his cock. I can't deny a man when he's that desperate, so I took his fast hardening cock all the way in. I could feel him throbbing as I pulled back, sucking on his cock with my tongue cradling his shaft. I usually go slower for head, but he moaned so loudly that I needed to finish the job as fast as possible.

My hands reached down on his balls and tugged on them while I sucked his head and stroked his shaft. I wanted to maximize the pleasure he felt so he could release the workday's stress into my mouth as fast as possible. Everyone had to have known what was happening, because he nearly yelled out "Yes, fuck. Suck me like that. I'm so fucking close!"

In just a few minutes, I had gone from interviewing this man to making him shoot his load into my mouth. His cock pulsed and I could feel his warm, slightly sweet cum, coat my tongue and throat. I let him rest inside me for a few seconds, so that he could catch his breath, before I released his cock. I swallowed, as every good slut should, and showed him with my tongue stuck out. He put his cock back and I stood up.

"So, I got the job right?"

I did, but I also got the reputation that came with it. Free to use, free to take cum, free to satisfy anyone who needed my holes. Let's just say the office was very welcoming on my first day.

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