Please read Pt1 so you know whats happened to me so far in this series.
I am Anna and slowly writing about my sexual experiences.
I am a happily married wife, age 26, the only problem being is I love sex, no, I need sex.
For those who don't want to read about me, I am 5ft 6inches tall, dark haired, slim with a pert bum and tits.
By sex I mean cock, lots of cock. I will happily let guys use me, I love flashing and letting people, male or female touch me up in public. I love an audience as my husband well knows.
In part 1 of this work experience I recalled how I got fucked on the train, twice, and exposed. At work, the advertising agency I worked for had an opportunity to pitch for a new client.
The product was sexy underwear, which led to me parading around my boss Dan, and four other partners in his office, in the sexy knickers and bras.
It, obviously ended up with me getting fucked, along with Claire who was a female partner. We even put on a show for the guys, which I loved.
Anyway they decided to pitch for the business with a theme based on teasing, my suggestion.
We were up against two other ad agencies and had to get our ideas and outline presentation by the end of the week. This was Monday.
Dan taken me lunch in a nice Italian restaurant. I had my work suit on and under my flimsy blouse, one the peephole bras. My hard nipples were clearly showing and the waiters were getting a good look
"See, I told you the teasing theme is good, look at the guys ogling my tits."
Dan was smiling as we ate talking about the pitch for this new business.
"We have to decide what market they are aiming at, young girls, sexy wives or both and what media. Magazines, shops or mail order to market them properly."
"Well there is already Ann Summers shops selling similar lingerie and toys, so to me it has to mail order or dirty magazines." I grinned.
"You can show nipples in main ads but not vaginas, so I guess your right. They will need to target the seedier side of the market, dirty magazines, that way we can show everthing." Dan replied.
He explained to me that the next two or three days would be very busy. Putting together the presentation, slides, boards and pictures along with recommended advertising methods and such things.
Tomorrow they were meeting with a photographer to get some pics of models wearing the lingerie.
"We will need the right type of models, a mixture of young and old, but they must look right."
"How?" I asked.
"Sex sells but they must have the right face for the ads."
"Whose going to be looking at their faces?"
"They need the look, you know the one. The eyes saying fuck me."
Toni, the owner overheard the last remark as he asked if we wanted coffee.
"Just like yours Anna, you have fuck me eyes. I know I would!"
I grinned as I felt my nipples got harder.
I didn't see much of Dan as he and Peter were busy on the phones organising everything for tomorrow. At the end of the day I took off my work suit and not having any other clothes, just put my raincoat on over my blouse and headed home.
The tube was busy but no luck. The trains however were chaos, the previous two of mine had been cancelled. The station was packed and I smiled as I was pushed into a corner by the crowd.. I had my back against a wall and a guy was facing me. As more people pushed in he was crushed against me.
"Sorry," he said.
"It's ok, not your fault," I replied.
I saw him looking down and smiling.
"Your coat has come undone luckily."
I glanced down and saw that in the pushing and shoving getting on the train my coat was completely undone.
"Do you often travel dressed like that?"
"Yes, I find it easier if someone wants to grope me as they do often. It means my clothes don't get messed up or covered in cum."
"Well at least your honest and open about it. Tell me if you don't mind, do you enjoy it?"
"Usually," I grinned as I felt his hand caressing my leg.
"Stockings and suspenders as well, I think you want to be touched up, your just asking for it, like a slut, aren't you?"
I moaned and nodded as his hand managed to reach my bushy mound.
"Nice bush as well, I like that. Open your legs for me slut."
I opened my thighs, a finger was rubbing between my cunt lips.
"Want me to finger your wet cunt slut?"
"Yes." I moaned as I felt two fingers enter me. I gasped as he pushed them right up inside, he was nearly lifting me off the ground by my cunt as he pulled up inside me, hard.
"Like that," he said as the palm of his hand ground on my clit.
"Tell me you want it, say it, say you want me to make you cum," he said as the train made a stop. People pushed by, getting off. We had a bit more room i the corner of the corridor.
I reached down rubbing the front of his trousers, his cock was hard. He unzipped himself and pulled his cock out, he started rubbing himself. I looked down as one of his hands was rubbing my cunt whilst he was wanking his cock with the other.
"I want you to make me cum, please."
"Let me," I moaned wrapping my hand around his shaft. I had enough room to rub his cock on my bush as he pushed some fingers inside me.
I spread my legs wider as he fingered me to my orgasm.
"Fuck I'm cummming, don't stop." My hand was busy wanking him off as I came, hard, drenching his hand.
"Dirty bitch, now make me cum slut,"
I looked around, nobody was really watching, either too embarrassed or disgusted.
"Let me know when your about to cum," I said, licking my lips.
He took over stroking his cock.
"Soon," he said.
I pretended to drop my handbag and,as I bent down to pick it up, my mouth opened and I took the head of his cock in my mouth.
His hand movements got faster and faster, I held his balls, as the first splash of his cum erupted in my mouth.
"Oh fuck yes, take it all you cunt."
I stayed bent over as he filled my mouth with four or five cum spurts. I sucked hard on his cock, swallowing load after load of his spunk. Finally he pulled his cock out.
I stood back up, some of his creamy spunk was dribbling out of the side of my mouth. I used my tongue to lick it back in my mouth.
He rubbed his fingers between my cunt lips, covering them in my juices and then put them in my mouth. I sucked on his fingers, tasting my juices.
"You really are a fucking slut aren't you?"
"Any complaints?"
"No," he laughed.
A guy stood beside us had heard us talking and was leaning forward so he could see my naked body under my coat.
"Looks like someone else is interested in you."
I smiled as I turned, I was so turned on by now I would have sucked every cock on the train off. I reached my hand down and squeezed the new guys bulge in his trousers.
"Take your cock out if you want some."