Sex With Colleague

This is sex story about the sex with my co-worker in Delhi; the name has been changed to protect the identity. It was when I started working with a multinational company, I met Riya, from the very first meeting, I found her to be an open minded hot girl who liked to joke and flirt.

In some time our flirting reached the next level and we were talking about sex and other things and one day she surprised me by asking me if I would watch an erotic movie with her, I happily agreed and we ended up watching the movie and enacting the scenes as well.

I kissed Riya for the first time. Her hot, wet mouth kissed me back hard. As I took her tits in my hands, she watched the film of the woman getting eaten out as she sucked; Riya rubbed the growing bulge in my pants. I unzipped my pants while Riya pulled off her T-shirt. Her nipples were as hard as my dick. She looked at me with those big brown eyes, her hands feeling her large tits. Her hands took my dick and slowly stroked the length of my shaft. She took it slow from there, keeping my hands out of her pants.

We touched each other while watching the woman make it with different partners. Riya kept glancing at the movie, suddenly; she sat upright and started pulling off her pants. She looked me right in the eye and said, “I want to fuck you. I want your come.” She ordered me to take off all my clothes. Sitting on the carpet with her legs spread, she massaged her tits, still glancing out the window. I inserted my finger into her dripping wet pussy, then two fingers. She was hot and horny and very, very, wet. With one hand she gripped my dick; with the other, she made little circles on her clit.

“You like showing yourself off. You like when men see your pussy,” I said, taking some of her pussy juice on my fingers and giving it to her to lick. She moaned and sucked my fingers like a dick.

“I’ve dreamed of this for years,” she said, pushing me to the carpet. Riya straddled me facing the window. As I guided my prick into her honeyed hole, she kept murmuring, “Fuck me hard, fuck me hard.” She came in seconds, flushed and shuddering. We kissed wetly. Then she started again slowly, rising and falling on my rock-hard shaft. I loved the way her tits bounced.

I loved her hoarse breathing. She was doing a dance on my dick and grinning from ear to ear. I wanted it to last forever but shot my load into her pussy. Before I got the chance to pull out, she stopped me and put my fingers on her clit. I got her off again. The next morning at work, we acted as if nothing had happened. Near the end of the day, I told her we’d go do something after work, something she’d really like. In a short breath of whisper, she said, “You’re making me wet already.” Her pretty face, framed in the shag hairstyle of the day, showed nothing of the hot, horny desire that lurked within. She did not even ask where we were going.

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She said almost nothing during the ride to the theater where they screened adult pictures. I hoped the dirty old man at the ticket counter would not ask her for proof of age, and he didn’t. It was dark and warm in the three-quarters empty theater. The air smelled of popcorn and come. Riya held me tight as we made our way to the balcony, where I chose seats under one of the few working house lights in the place.

We watched the film as our eyes adjusted to the darkness. On the screen, a girl about Riya’s age and build was getting a huge dildo shoved in and out of her pussy by a small-breasted blonde. Riya’s eyes wandered around the balcony. Some of the men watched the movie, some watched her.

I told her, “I chose this theater because it runs a lot of lesbian films—all the men in here love to see wet cunts.” “Maybe you’d like them to see my cunt,” she said, rubbing my cock through my jeans. “Yes,” I said. “If you’re good, perhaps I’ll let some of them fuck you.” She just moaned and kissed me wet and hard. Her hands undid my belt and zipper. As she reached into my pants to take my dick, she made eye contact with a man jacking off a few seats away.

Riya bent down to lick the tip of my cock while she continued to look at the man. He got harder and started to jack off faster. Riya moaned softly, licking my hard dick, squirming in her seat. I felt her shudder with pleasure as the man shot his load into the air.

Meanwhile, several men had moved closer to us. It almost seemed there was enough light to read by and everyone in the balcony could see us. We kissed some more, my hand up her skirt feeling her hot wetness through her panty. I put my hand up her top, but she wore a slip and one of those bras that snap in the back. “Go to the ladies room and take off everything under your clothes,” I whispered. “I’ll go take off everything under my clothes after I suck you off,” she said, in a voice loud enough that the moviegoers nearby could hear.

As I lay back watching her head go up and down on my dick I knew I was going to come quickly. Her mouth was hot and slick on my shaft. She’d go down quickly, taking all of me down her throat, then up slowly. A good-looking man sat down beside Riya and pulled a hard dick out of his pants. As he jacked off, he stroked Riya’s leg. She spread her legs. With his hand up Riya’s dress, the man came, shooting come into the air. I came in her mouth.

When I came, she moved her mouth to the tip of my dick, letting her mouth filled with come. Then she shifted to face me, letting come spill down her chin as she licked her lips. She kissed me with a salty, come-filled mouth.

“I’ll be right back to get you hard again,” she said, leaving the ladies’ room. I zipped myself up and watched the flick for a while. It was a good one, with three lesbians tongue-teasing a fourth, who was spread-eagled on a bed. Time passed and I began to wonder if Riya had gotten cold feet and left. Then she appeared at the top of the stairs. For some reason, I first noticed her purse, bulging larger than ever. Then I realized why her purse was so large—it contained her top and skirt.

Riya wore only her shoes and her slip. The slip started with spaghetti straps and cleavage, outlined her fine curves, and ended well above her knees. As she walked to our seats, her tits jiggled in the silky slip, showing clearly the outlines of her hard nipples. I had an almost instant hard-on. She sat down prim and proper, folding her hands on her lap. Her eyes were glued to the screen. I put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a peck on the cheek. She started undoing my pants.

“Not so fast this time,” I whispered. “I’m going to make you beg for it.” I ran the tips of my fingers teasingly along the insides of her thighs, stopping inches short of her pussy. She spread her legs slightly and rubbed my dick through my jeans.

“I’m so fucking wet,” she whispered. I cupped her tits in my hands and could see her nipples pressing against the slip. Her breathing was rough.

“Show them some ass,” I whispered. She crossed her legs and leaned into my lap, playfully rubbing my crotch with her face. She also pulled back her slip, showing off her legs all the way to her ass. Those men to her right could undoubtedly see up her slip. By now, most of the population of the balcony had moved nearby. One man directly in front of us had turned around and was watching us. She had dropped one of her shoulder straps and I pulled away the slip to expose one of her round, firm tits. As we kissed, I gently pulled on her nipple with one hand, slipping the other between her legs.

True to her word, she was sopping wet. She moaned as I took that wetness with my fingers and moved in a circular motion around her clit. Breathing rough, she watched the men watching her, most of them with dicks in their hands. The man in front of us intently looked up between Riya’s fine legs as I fingered her. She ordered me to take off my shirt, as she took my pants down to my knees. As I took off my shirt she dropped the other side of her slip and massaged both tits with her hands.

She lifted herself up on the arm of the seat; spread her legs wider, putting one foot up on the seat in front of us. The man there ran his hand along her leg. Riya motioned to a man a couple of seats away. With half-closed eyes, she raised her hips in a rotating motion, spreading her cunt lips with her fingers. With such an unambiguous invitation from such a ripe, young girl, the man came over to fuck her. She guided his dick into her hole, then reached over and put her arms around me.

We were locked in a deep kiss as the man rammed his dick in and out of her. Her breathing became short and rapid, and they both came. The man withdrew and she moved off the arm of the seat. Embracing me, she said, “I’m not nearly finished.” I reached between her wet thighs and gently fingered her come-laden cunt.

“I want you to eat my pussy. I want you to eat it now,” she said in a loud and panting voice. I got down on my knees and grabbed her ankles. I put her feet on adjoining seats, spreading her legs wide. She put her arms across the seat backs and arched her back, shoving her pussy toward my face.

A man went to the seat beside us, jacking off and sucking on one of her tits. Riya arched her back, even more, leaning her head over the back of the seat. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and she told me not to stop. But I motioned toward the man beside us, and Riya got the idea. She stood. Her slip fell to the floor, revealing a graceful naked body glistening with come.

Riya walked around the other side of the man and began sucking him off. Her fine ass was not only stuck up in the air, but it was also in the aisle. An older man dropped his pants and ran his dick between the cheeks of her ass, into her cunt. The man she was sucking and the man behind her came almost at the same time. I joined her in the aisle. Holding my dick with both hands, she kissed me with a come-filled mouth. I lay in the aisle and she lowered herself down on my dick.

As we fucked, I fingered her clit. She was the image of lust, dancing on my dick, her tits bouncing up and down, her eyes looking for a dick. Men came and offered Riya their dicks, from which she sucked their come. She came at least twice. I must have nearly passed out when I finally came because I remember looking up and seeing Riya beaming at me afterward. Riya let a couple more men fuck her before we left. And then she gave the cab driver a show as we caressed in the back of the cab.

The last time I saw her was that June before her father got transferred and they moved out of town. Later on, I too moved to Chennai, if any women, couples wish to have an NSA kind of fun-filled relationship, please email me at [email protected]. Thanks for reading my sex story.