Co-Worer in Heat

Chapter 2 - What an excellent way to start a day!

N: You have my tie boy

O: Yes, Sir

N: I want it back

O: Of course, Sir

O: How can I return it to you?

N: Depends. It's been a few days, and I was too busy to empty my balls. Do you feel like servicing me, slut?

O: Yes, Sir, I would be honored

I smirked. What a cute attitude

N: Good boy, there is a restroom next to the stairwell. It's usually empty in the morning. What time are you usually in the office?

O: 9 o'clock, Sir

N: Be there at 7:30 cum-dump

O: Yes, Sir

N: Also, I will get tested today, and I want you to go as well. Today. I will breed that pussy tomorrow, and you will keep it there until 6, when I will fill you again.

O: Yes, Sir. Thank you!

N: Send me a picture of the results without the name slut.

O: I will, Sir.

N: Good boy.

That's taken care of. I was getting frustrated lately with the amount of work, and as I was getting ready for work, I realized that I haven't cum in three days. That's a bit unusual for me. How fortunate I have cum-dump on demand at work. I made an appointment in the clinic and went out the door.

Day went fast, as it usually does when one has too much to do. Even though the test collided with one meeting, I rather rescheduled it. I hate condoms with passion and want to be sure. I took a pic. Cropped it, redacted sensitive information, so all that could be seen were the results and date, and then sent it to "Own-me." That was the nickname of my cum-dump. Bit cheesy if you ask me, but who am I to judge.

N: this is mine. Send me yours when you have it.

I returned to work and finished my day as usual.

At night I thought I would jerk off but decided to only edge myself on some porn, gathering ideas for tomorrow.

I was hard as a rock, leaking so much one could have had a few good gulps from it as I stroked my cock slowly for over two hours.

Damn! I am so ready for tomorrow!

I looked at my phone, realizing he had sent me a message a few hours back. I looked at a picture similar to the one I sent. Seemed like he chose the same clinic. Figures.

O: I am sending you my results, Sir. Do you have any special wishes for tomorrow?

Interesting question, do I? Jockstrap? Lingerie? I like both on my sluts. Should I tie him up? No, that will come later. I am happy with the idea I have.

N: Good question, boy. I like your eagerness.

N: Wait for me in the stall, turned to the wall. Leave it unlocked and cover your eyes with the tie.

It took him about 15 minutes to find my message and answer.

O: Yes, Sir.

N: Do you have lingerie?

O: No, Sir

N: Then you should go get one. Let's go with black, for starters.

He had seen the message, but he wasn't replying. He started typing, stopped, and typed again with no message yet.

N: Is there a problem, boy?

O: I just never bought something like that, Sir. What should I buy?

Novice. How cute!

N: Go to any mall and look for something about your size. If you are shy, ask as if it's for your girlfriend. Take something with lace.

N: If you buy a thong, you'll get to keep it. If you purchase something I need to rip to get into that pussy you will wear it ripped until I take it off you after work hours.

O: Would you like me to send you pictures, and you will decide, Sir?

N: I will let you decide this time, boy.

O: Thank you, Sir.

N: Do you have any wishes for tomorrow?

Again it took him a couple of minutes. I waited.

O: Could you make a mark on me somewhere?

N: Bite-mark, or do you want me to write something on you? I will not tie you tomorrow.

O: Both would be very hot, Sir. If I may, I will leave it to you.

N: Very well, boy. I am looking forward to tomorrow!

O: Me too, Sir. Thank you for using me!

Reading this sent an exciting chill through my body. I think I will explore many of my BDSM ideas with this man.

N: One more thing. This goes without saying for future occasions. No cumming until our meeting. You can edge yourself if you can make it without shooting, but don't you dare tell me tomorrow you came with empty balls!

O: I understand, Sir.

N: Ok, go now. I have things to do slut.

O: Yes, Sir. See you tomorrow.

N: You will not see me, boy.

Then I just turned it off. The conversation was getting too long, and I was getting close to cumming as I kept stroking my dick the whole time and imagining what will I do to him tomorrow!

I willed myself to go shower and get ready for bed.

The morning was nearly unbearable. The mere idea of his awaiting hole in lace made me shake with anticipation. Getting ready in the morning and driving to work was a blur. Finally, a few minutes past the meeting time, I reached the restroom and stepped in. As I thought, it was presumably empty. I walked to a urinal and tried to make my waiting slut nervous that someone came despite the hour and location I suggested. I washed my hands and tapped on the door of one stall, bending to see legs in dark blue suit pants and shiny black shoes in the next. They were turned to the back wall unnaturally still. I smirked, and my dick made a stain on my black briefs.

I pushed the door open and walked in, locking them behind me. His exhale sounded like a moan, and the sound vibrated all over my body, making my cock jerk furiously. But I had my plan.

He said he is starting work at nine, and I know very well that this restroom is used mainly when people go to smoke, and we have some time before they will go for a second one as usually the first cigarette is smoked downstairs next to the lobby.

I was a heavy smoker and stopped just over a year ago, but habits die hard and I know most smokers on our floor and their smoking routines.

Anyway, I digress. The last thing on my mind when seeing that beefy muscled bubble butt was smokers. I rubbed it in pleasure and then went with my hands to the buttons on his jacket while pressing my now raging cock to his glutes.

I opened his jacket and took it off of him, hanging it on the door. Then I slowly unbuttoned his freshly ironed shirt, and while kissing his neck and licking his nape, I undressed him, the shirt joining the jacket hung behind us.

He was now shaking and breathing shallowly and fast.

Without a word, I reached for his belt, unbuckled it, and pulled it out, making him feel the leather on his skin. I then made him open his mouth and put the belt in, fastening it behind his head.

"Bite down, boy," I whispered into his ear, and he, with a moan, followed my order.

Now I reached for the button of his pants and opened them. I slowly moved my hand to his pelvis and toward his cock while unzipping his pants with my second hand. I was breathing into his ear and licking his neck and earlobe all the time. He was maybe 2 inches shorter than me. It was perfect.

I felt lace beneath my fingers and growled into his ear. He started shaking as I felt his cock twitch below my hand.

"I can't wait to see what you have bought for me, slut. You are making me so horny now!"

I squatted behind him and pulled his suit pants down to his knees. Then I thought for a second and slowly took off his shoes and socks and removed his pants as well.

Just now, I stepped back and looked at him.

"You are fucking perfect," I whispered under my breath. His broad shoulders and muscled back showed he works out. His back had patches of dark hair but nothing disturbing. Instead, it felt hot and manly. I loved it. I knew his chest was hairy; this was just the back that naturally fit the picture. His waist was broader but not like his shoulders, giving him a very masculine and robust look. I avoided looking at his butt for purpose because I knew I would have a hard time composing myself once I saw it.

And I was fucking right. Above his wide muscled legs on firm bubble butt laid black lace panties that complimented his figure so much I thought I would be able to come just from ripping them off. Fuck! That little slut chose to walk the whole day in ripped panties on him. How hot!

What a fucking sight!

I was breathing heavily at this point. My dick leaked so much that I could see a spot on my pants. How glad I am that I thought about bringing second ones.

I came over and caressed his butt and back. When I composed myself, I pressed my rigid member, still fully clothed, onto his butt again. I covered his eyes with my hand and pulled his head back onto my shoulder. I saw his opened mouth inviting me with his belt between his teeth, moaning slightly. I couldn't help myself and licked them. Then holding him like that, I took the marker from my pocket and opened the lid with my mouth. I felt him freeze as I pressed the tip on his skin.

On his solid pecs, I wrote:

LOAD COUNT:

Then I closed the marker, put my hand on his back, and softly pushed him down. He understood and immediately bent over the open toilet and arched his back so his perfect ass would tease me even more. He started moving on my clothed dick up and down. I leaned to him and pinched his nipple really hard. He moaned into the belt as I got close to his ear and whispered.

"Have I allowed you to tease me, slut?"

He just shook his head. I still haven't stopped squeezing, and with the second hand, I smacked his ass.

"Patience, my hungry whore. I am getting there."

He nodded, and I released his nipples and stepped back. I looked at the clock and realized I needed to move, or my poor cum-dump would be late.

I squatted to his ass and licked the spot on his crack. The lace was see-through, and I enjoyed the texture on my tongue as I started riming that hole over his panties.

"What beautiful panties for my beautiful hole."

I then squeezed his cheeks and bit one harder than I anticipated. The feeling was quite overwhelming, and I just couldn't stop myself. Then I pulled on both sides of that beautiful black lace, which, by the feel of it, definitely wasn't cheap, and in one strong pull, I ripped the beauty apart, making it even hotter this way.

His hole twitched for me, and the sight alone was exhilarating! I dove onto that pussy like I wanted to fucking possess him, and he howled into the belt like crazy. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up and pulled my cock out. It was red, and the veins on it pumped blood so hard I thought I would faint the moment I rammed into him. I spat on his hole and smeared it with my finger. Then, I aimed my cock at his pussy and pressed.

"Open up whore. I am going to feed that pussy!" I whispered into his ear and licked him inside his earlobe. He panted, and I felt his asshole pushing against me, inviting me in.

"Bite down bitch. It's time."

I took him by the hair and pulled his head aside, biting his shoulder hard as I rammed my cock inside in one strong push. He shook himself and breathed roughly, panting through the leather belt. But I wasn't finished. I pulled out, and with a second bite just next to the first mark, I trusted in him again. This time faster.

I pulled out slowly and repeated that, increasing the tempo. Again and again, until I felt his hole welcoming me in with little resistance, and his shoulder was cowered with my bite marks. He breathed heavily, and on his belt were deep ridges.

Then I pulled him a bit higher with the back of the belt and started fucking him deep and hard. The tightness of his hole and warmth was maddening, and I soon was pounding into that pussy full speed and heard him moaning so hard that if anyone entered the restroom, they would think we were shooting porn. He was fucking natural! I was getting close, and my whole body was shaking. I pulled out, and he howled with disappointment.

I smacked his butt

"Easy bitch I am far from done."

I closed the lid and took his arms, turning him towards me. He was stiff for a second.

"I will respect it if you choose to stay like that. But I want you on your back with legs in the air like a proper hungry whore. You choose."

With that, I stepped back and waited.

He thought about it for a moment but then obeyed. Seeing this muscular male glory in front of me was thrilling. Hard pecs. His abs were solid, and the short carpet of black hair was just so hot I had to press on him and suck those nipples with red rings around them from my squeezing just minutes ago. The pressure of my body made him sit on the toilet lid, and he arched his back as I licked on one nipple. I loved the sound of his sharp breath under me!

I trailed my hands down his body and raised his knees up. I looked at him and enjoyed what I saw.

"Look at you. A strong, solid man spread under me like a fucking bitch. You couldn't be more pathetic and more perfect!" I bent and licked those juicy lips again, biting down the belt. Fuck, how much I wanted to kiss him!

Instead, I spread those ass-cheeks apart and filled his cunt with my dick again, watching the features I could see him reacting to my cock. His lips opened more, and his face looked in agony as I started to trust in and rhythmically fucked him holding his legs up. Then I looked at his foot, put one thumb in my mouth, and started sucking and licking it. He growled under me, making me want to devour him more. I was so fucking close! I bit each tumb and then squatted more so he could put his legs behind my back, and I could bite his chest.

"I am going to bite now hard, bitch. I want you to stop me when it is enough."

I took out the belt and slapped him across the face.

"Yes, Sir." He panted

"Good boy."

I aimed this time under the sign LOAD COUNT: marking it with my teeth. I made "one" as I dug into his skin, felt my balls erupt, and rope after rope filled his hungry pussy. I was still biting and increasing the pressure even after I cummed, shaking like a leaf from the enormous pleasure rushing through my body!

"Stop, please." He hissed under me weakly. I released his skin and looked at the deeply pronounced bitemark under the sign.

I smirked.

"This one will last a few days. Let's see how many we will make." I said, tracing it with my finger

I released his legs and stepped over him.

"Open your mouth, bitch."

He did, and I put my stiff shaft into his hot mouth. He greedily licked it and sucked the head until I pulled it out.

I couldn't stop looking at this hot slut! His body was amazing. His cock was beautiful as fuck. Stiff and veiny as mine, probably about 8 inches, with a nice big head.

"Now, boy, one question. Do you want to beg me to suck your dick like a horny little bitch, or will you be patient and cum like a good boy when I will let you?"

His cock was leaking, red, and crying for help, but my little cum-dump decided to let me choose when he would be worth it.

"What a good boy." I smiled and licked his dick from the balls to the head, poking my tongue into his cum-slit and enjoying the sweet taste of his juice.

"Then you will wait, my good boy."

"Yes, Sir."

"Now get dressed slut. It's nearly half past eight. You don't want to be late."

I couldn't help but lick his lips again before putting travel pack of wet wipes on his stomach and leaving.

What an excellent way to start a day!