Store Room Sex

Store room Sex

From the moment Stan started working at the store, I found myself attracted to him. He was always willing to assist with any task that required attention. Naturally, I made sure to request his help frequently. Whenever there were bulky boxes that needed to be relocated, he would insist that they were too heavy for me to handle. He offered to take care of them as long as I made room for him in the storeroom. That day, after clearing a path, I settled down to patiently wait for him to finish the job.

When he entered the room with the boxes, I pondered on how to grab his interest. Seated on a packing crate, I crossed my legs and observed him closely. In that moment, I caught a glimpse of desire in his eyes, accompanied by a quick lick of his lips, directed towards the area where my short skirt revealed a hint of my knees. It suddenly struck me that I had discovered the very approach I had been seeking. Engaging in casual conversation, I maintained an air of indifference while gradually allowing my skirt to rise higher.

"

Do you like working here?

" I asked.

The sight of my exposed thighs seemed to captivate him completely, causing him to stumble and struggle to regain his composure. His fixed stare and exaggerated heavy breathing only added to the intensity of the moment, making it clear where his focus truly lay.

"

I'm liking it better by the minute."

I pretended that I didn't know what he meant as he was taking peeks under my skirt.

''

You sound out of breath,"

I said

. "Why don't you sit beside me and rest a while. I happen to know that the boss will be gone the rest of the day

."

"

if you don't mind,

" he said, jumping up beside me.

Shifting slightly, I allowed my skirt to ride up even further. It didn't take long for him to catch on. His fingertips gently grazed the top of my thighs, gliding down the space between them. I tried to play it cool, but a soft moan escaped my lips, catching his attention once again. With a subtle pressure from the back of his hand, my thighs obediently parted, craving more. Slowly, his fingers ventured higher, until they reached the edge of my panties. Skillfully, he slipped them underneath, teasing the delicate skin beneath my pubic hair. The sensation tickled and I couldn't help but giggle, careful not to interrupt the tantalizing journey of his fingers.

In addition to that, I decided to widen my legs a bit further. His fingertips smoothly glided along the delicate folds of my cunt lips. Under the guise of adjusting my position for better comfort, I shifted my buttocks forward on the wooden crate: the intense heat was causing my cunt leek out a slippery juice. He skillfully maneuvered his fingers through the wetness, penetrating the soft and yielding depths within.

I let out a loud moan this time. It felt amazing when he slid his hand inside my top and exposed my breasts, then took one of my nipples into his mouth. I couldn't resist the urge. I reached down to his pants and unzipped them as he pushed his fingers deep into my cunt. As soon as they touched my clit,. I began moving my ass back and forth on the crate. He stood up, his cock hanging out big and beautiful, not a wrinkle showing in its smooth, hard surface. I squeezed its pee hole, opening it so that a drop of pre-cum oozed out. Bending my head, I licked at it. He arched his back and moaned. More drops followed. Dropping to my knees, lowering myself gracefully, I enveloped the head of his cock with my eager lips. With delicate caresses, I cupped his big balls in my tender grasp, all the while lavishing his pulsating manhood with my skilled suction. In an instant, his strong hands seized my ears, firmly immobilizing my head, intensifying the electrifying connection between us.

"

Hold it

!" he panted. "

All this is great, but I don't believe I've ever wanted a fuck as much as I want one right now! I want you sitting on me with my cock in your cunt. I want you bouncing around on me so I can fuck you as hard and as fast as I can!

"

Those words were music to my ears. While he got out of his pants and slipped a rubber on his cock, I peeled off my panties. I waited until he stretched out on the crate, then straddled his hips. Squatting over them, I eased the head of his cock into my waiting cunt. As I felt it poke between the lips, I sat down hard. The result was electrifying. It slid into me, hugged the walls of my pussy, then mashed into my clit. When it did, I couldn't help but let him know how good it felt.

"

Oo-ooo-OoO, Stan! That's wonderful!

"

Pressing my ass down into his lap as hard as I could, I begged him to do it again. He lifted me by the waist in his strong arms. Raising me up, he lowered me. I slammed back down into his crotch so hard that his cock shoved up inside me like a pile driver. I let out a yell, and begged him to do it again. He did, not once more, but several times. Each time his prick banged into my slit, producing a sensation that I wished would go on forever. But it all ended when l felt him tense up and shudder. He shot a heavy load into his condom. I sat on his cock and milked it dry with my pulsing cunt.

The intense pleasure I experienced during our passionate encounter in the storeroom left me craving for more. I was so enthralled by the experience that I approached our boss and offered to maintain the cleanliness of the place for a minimal increase in pay. To my delight, he agreed, and this arrangement allowed Stan and me to indulge in numerous passionate moments. We made the most of our time together, satisfying our desires to the fullest.

As our encounters in the storeroom continued, our connection deepened, transcending the physical realm. We shared whispered secrets and intimate conversations, baring our souls to one another. Our bodies intertwined in a dance of passion and desire, as we explored each other's deepest fantasies. The storeroom became our secret haven, where we could unleash our inhibitions and surrender to the intoxicating pleasure that consumed us. The thrill of being caught only heightened our arousal, adding an element of danger to our encounters. Every touch, every kiss, sent electric shocks through my body, igniting a fire within me that could not be extinguished. We became addicted to each other, unable to resist the magnetic pull that drew us together time and time again.