All characters are over 18.
(Primarily a masturbation (of which I do a lot of) story leading to bisexual experimentation (of which I'd like to do more of) in future chapters. This is all just my fantasies written down. I am a novice writer and apologize in advance for silly mistakes. I'd love to hear from you, the readers and other writers.)
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Sitting in my tiny apartment with a nice buttoned up shirt and tie, staring at my computer screen trying not to yawn. These fucking zoom meetings are horrible.
Literally, the only good part of them is sitting naked from the waste down and knowing that no one knows your stroking beneath your desk.
Being able to stealthily masturbate in an environment that you know you couldn't normally without getting caught or shouldn't ever do such a thing in a professional setting, it makes it even more exciting.
Yeah, we've all heard stories about people doing that. And yes, there's a damn good chance your not the only one in your company doing that either.
Sometimes though, you just make a mistake.
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My Tuesday morning meeting was going just fine. I wasn't on the agenda to lead any topic and it was really freaking early in the morning. So, I had the benefit of sitting there sipping my coffee and pretending to listen to my other middle management counterparts get deep into their assigned topics to share.
Not 15 minutes into the meeting, my laptop basically went blank. I couldn't see or hear anyone. For that matter, I knew I needed our I.T. department.
I quickly grabbed my cell phone and sent a text to my boss explaining the issue. Assuming my computer was fried because nothing was on the screen. When my boss returned my text telling me to get tech help and let him know when I was back up and running, I quickly replied... "Will do."
Within minutes I was on a call with Gerry, one of our two tech guys. He explained that many of our laptops were aging out and it was a slim chance he'd be able to repair it.
Honestly, this couldn't come at a better time. I was hating my job and knowing the odds of my computer getting fixed today was slim. It seemed like I was about to get a free day off. Gerry let me know he'd try and connect to my laptop to repair the problem remotely. At that point, he had my telephone number and kindly let me know that he'd call or text me in the next couple of hours to advise a resolution.
It was my lucky day. I quickly finished my coffee and realizing I had nothing but free time. I booted my personal desktop that was off to the side of my work desk at a 90 degree angle.
Killing time, I checked my email and my lottery tickets. Nothing special. Glancing back to my work computer, I saw nothing changed. Blank screen. Key board was not lit up. "Sweet" I blurted.
Feeling comfortable now. I peeled the tie off and began unbuttoning my dress shirt. Pulling my undershirt off right after removing my professional attire. I was buck naked and loving it. There was only one thing to do... break out the lube, find some porn and edge for a while before exploding cum all over myself.
Quickly I set up all my masturbatory needs. Lube, tissues and porn. Sliding my chair out far enough to stretch my legs, I started the first video that looked hot on my favorite porn site. Two men were spit roasting a soccer mom. She was a hot blonde, skinny-ish but had kind of mom bod that tells you she had a kid or two. Sort of looked like she was in her thirties. The perfect age in my opinion, old enough to have experience and young enough to realize that this was the age she really needed to cut loose and have some fun in her prime. Besides, I was in my early thirties too. She truly looked like she was enjoying herself being pushed into each man that was fucking a different hole. The look in her eyes while being used as a sexual plaything was what really turned me on. Those men were absolutely making her the slut she wanted to be. Taking her for their pleasure, in turn, giving her exactly what she wanted.
Squirting the lube onto my cock, I started caressing my cock left handed. Leaving my right hand to operate the mouse. As hot as it was watching that soccer mom being pushed forward and backward with two iron poles. Today was one of of those days. My bisexual fantasies were stronger than usual. The look on her face was so erotic and dazed that I found myself watching the penetration, not the hot mom any more. It wasn't often, but days like today, somehow I was picturing me being her.
I love women, in fact, I have only ever had sex with women. But now in my thirties, something changed. My desires seemed to focus on the hard dicks a little more and less on the sexy women that I normally fantasize being with. I've always had a fixation on oral sex. Getting blow jobs was more intimate and hotter in my mind then fucking. From a long and slow worshiping session, getting my balls licked and sucked, all the way to absolutely face fucking a woman, oral excited me the most. And it wasn't just getting oral either. Giving it dominated my fantasies too. Eating a woman's pussy and making her cum on my face and tongue made me rock hard. Something about controlling when and how she came, teasing her, choosing when and where to lick, what to insert into her dripping wet cunt and when to push her over the finish line. In some cases her dominating me, riding my face like a tongue machine, grinding her pussy from my chin to my nose. Gripping my hair like the reigns of a saddle and bucking across my mouth. Brutally using my face.
Sometimes I like to be dominant, other times I wanted to be submissive. No matter of the method preferred that day, I needed to cum or receive cum.
Yet.... today I wanted to be her. I wanted to be on my hands and knees. Having those guys in my mouth and ass. To be used.... by other men?
