An Anthology of Forbidden Erotica: 28 Depraved Tales (17 page)

The last article of clothing was gone from her body and she completely naked except for the stockings on her legs and the heels on her feet. She turned out and spread her legs apart, placing her hands on the table as she bent down.
I freed my rock hard erection and headed towards her. My heart pounded through my chest as the realization that I was about to finally fuck Sandra fully sunk in. She reached down with one hand to spread her labia apart, and I could tell that she was having the same thoughts based on how dripping wet she was.
The head of my cock slide of her womanhood, and so did the rest of my shaft. Her body trembled when I went all the way in, and I held her hips tightly and proceeded to fuck her once her vaginal canal adjusted. It felt phenomenal being inside of her. And soon, the tiny room was filled with the sounds of wet rhythmic slappings from my crotch pounding the flesh of her ass, along with the faint sounds of us moaning..
“Oh god…” she panted. “Fuck me…that’s it…fuck me…fuck your little office slut…”
We tried our best to muffle our voices and moaning to make sure that no one would hear us. It was already a big enough risk as it was, and we didn’t want to get caught. But the fact that we were having sex in the office place was an added thrill to the already taboo act.
Her legs suddenly started trembling at a ferocious pace and her body started shaking. My hands on her hips and thighs felt her muscles flexing and contracting, and it was clear that she was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. 
“Oh shit…” she whimpered. “Oh…rub my clit…rub it for me…”
I reached down and furiously began to rub her engorged clitoris. The fluids seeping from her wet vagina coated my hand like a leaking faucet. 
“I’m almost there…don’t stop…keep screwing me..”
Hearing my proper & respectable friend’s dirty mouth added to how hot this sexual situation was. We were both sweating profusely, and I could see some of the glass in the small room start to fog up.
But I didn’t have much time to think about my own pleasures, as her back arched violently, and a strong gush of fluids rushed through my fingers as I fucked her pussy and fingered her clit the best that I humanly could.
It took every ounce of strength she had to keep from thrashing her body around and screaming at the top of her lungs for the entire office building to hear. And it took every ounce of strength that I had to keep pleasuring her the way that she need to be pleasured.
Once her orgasm subsided, her body was in a near state of collapse as she bent back down with her hands on the table to hold herself up. Soon, it was my turn to orgasm.

“I’m going to cum…I’m going cum….” I said as softly as I could.
She immediately got re-energized, dropped to her knees, looked up at me, and jerked me off until I exploded all over her mouth, coating her lips and tongue with my orgasm. She didn’t stop until I was completely drained, and she finished up by continuing to look me in the eyes while she swallowed.
“That was fucking amazing,” I stated, breathing heavily.
She continued licking her lips along with the tip of my penis. “And you have no idea what that did for me. I feel like a brand new woman.”
“But you know what 
doesn’t
 
look brand new? This floor with your squirt and my cum all over it. God, what a mess we made.”
She smiled looking down at it. “Yeah, what a mess. Good thing we’re in a supply area. I’ll have it cleaned up in no time boss.”
After a few more licks on my shaft and kisses to the head of my cock, she put my penis back in my pants and zipped me up. While still naked, she then grabbed several sheets of paper towels and used them to wipe the floor clean, before hiding the ‘evidence’ in the pocket of her jacket to throw away some place else.
***
I watched Sandra get dressed and reveled in the fact that I just had full blown sex with her. It was such an erotic sight seeing her go from an office slut, back to being the prim & proper woman everyone knows her as. The awkwardness that had been lingering between us was now gone, and everything felt normal. Everything felt the way that it should.
By the time we left the supply room, a group of people from the same floor, but different division, had just returned from their lunch break. It was obvious that they knew we just had sex. Especially by looking at Sandra with her ‘I just got fucked’ hairdo and her slightly crinkled suit.
She didn’t care though. She walked right passed them with her head held high and a proud smile on her face. I could even here some of the women in the background gossip about us with their whispering voices.
“Well those two clearly had sex.”
“Couldn’t they have gotten a hotel room?”
After three days, this job turned out to be more than just a significant pay raise. It was a unique bonding experience for Sandra and I, and it would continue to be just that. Not only was she my friend, but she had also become my naked housewife, and in her words, my office slut. And that’s the way it was meant to be.
The End

Hypersexual Friend

My friend Lucy is the smartest woman I know. She has a PhD from one of the best medical schools in the country, and she’s currently one of the nation’s top researchers when it comes to pharmaceutical drugs.
Needless to say, she was thrilled I decided to major in the field of science, particularly in the field of environmental studies. She was so thrilled, that for the past 3 years, she made it a tradition that we would go camping during my Spring break so that we would always remain close despite our busy lives.
Now I’ll admit, I’ve masturbated to her plenty of times in my life. At 48 years of age, she is a real beauty, with a smart and sassy look to her. She has a stern and serious looking face, but if you really get to know her, you’ll know that she’s as kind and caring as a person can be.
I’ve always thought of her as being ‘sexless’ because of how little she dated throughout the years in favor of a rigorous work schedule. But it wasn’t until a recent string of headaches that she had been having prior to our most recent camping trip that I would get to know her a little more intimately…
I stood in her doorway as she finished packing her things that evening.
“We really don’t have to go tomorrow,” I told her. “I mean, your health is more important anything else and we could just go in the summer.”
“It won’t be a problem,” she replied with a smile.
She then opened her bag and held out a small medicine container.
“Oh, so you’re taking medication for it?”
“It’s a brand new pharmaceutical drug we’ve been developing at the lab to treat migraines. And when I say ‘new’, I mean it. We’ve only been testing it for the past two weeks, and so far, our paid volunteers have reported significant progress with it for their conditions. They can’t get enough of it. This could really be groundbreaking.”
“Sounds great,” I replied. “But do you at least want me to drive there? You never know if something might happen and you get a random headache while on the road.”
She smiled, “That’s sweet of you, but I’ll just take an extra tablet before we go. None of the subjects have reported any major side effects, so there shouldn’t be any problems tomorrow.”
***ARE YOU OKAY?***
Lucy was all smiles after the several hour drive the next morning. We found a nice spot on top of a hill, which overlooked the forest and a nearby river, and we set up our campsite.
“God, what a beautiful day,” she said happily as she unpacked. “I’m so glad that we’ve made this our annual tradition during the Spring because it’s the perfect time of year for this type of getaway. It’s a wonderful change of pace from our busy scheduales isn’t it?”
I couldn’t help but notice the big smile on her face along with the sparkle in her eyes as she spoke.
“I couldn’t agree more. And you seem like you’re in a 
really
 good mood. No offense, but you’re usually tired and grumpy after a long drive,” I told her.
“Yeah, well, I had a good night’s sleep and a hot cup of coffee this morning. So what do you say finish setting up our tents, and then afterwards, we could start grilling dinner. I’ve got some really good food packed along with some marshmallows and chocolate for….”
She abruptly stopped mid-sentence with her face suddenly looking flush and her body becoming stiff.
“I…uh…I need to use the ladies room…”
“Are you okay?” I asked, concerned over how startled she looked.
“I’m fine, I just need a quick bathroom break…uh…women’s issues…”
Thinking fast, I replied, “How about we just use those bushes down the hill for our bathroom this time? It looks like the most private spot around this place.”
“Okay…uh…gather up some branches for us to make a fire and promise me you won’t look in my direction,” she said, almost in a state of panic.
“Sure, of course,” I replied
“I’ll be right back…”
As soon as those words escaped her lips, she turned around to grab a roll or toilet paper, and in a flash she headed down the small slope towards the bushes.
I did as I was asked and gathered up branches for the fire. But at the same time, I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to see her bare body parts for the very first time. And unlike our previous trips, our bathroom area this time was fairly close by and on the bottom of a hill, where someone could be easily seen.
I took my chances. After quickly throwing the branches down and grabbing my binoculars, I slowly made my way towards the edge of the hill to peak down in her direction. And what I saw left me speechless…
she was crouched down behind a bush. Her pants were around her ankles. But what caught me be complete surprise was that I could see her right arm moving at a furious pace, with her hand seemingly at the direction her crotch. One look through my binoculars confirmed my suspicion; she was masturbating!!!
It was a surreal sight. My intelligent and sophisticated friend was pleasuring herself in the open forest. What the hell had gotten in to her? Whatever the case, I found myself becoming hard as a rock.
But if the sight of Lucymasturbating wasn’t hot enough, I was soon able to see trickles of fluids gushing out from between her legs as she squirted (and I couldn’t help but think of how glad I was that she was willing to pay top dollar for an expensive pair of high quality binoculars for me). 
She quickly finished up, wiping herself with toilet paper, before pulling up her pants to head back to our campsite as if nothing was out of the ordinary. And when she came back, I tried my best to act casual as well.
The only thing I knew for sure was that I 
had
 to see more, and soon.
***DO YOU NEED HELP?***
Lucy wasn’t around the campsite when I woke up early the next morning. She wasn’t around our camp area, and she wasn’t around our designated bathroom area either.
I got up and looked for her. And it didn’t take long for me to finally see her from afar; she down the hill where the river was, crouched down like she was the day before, masturbating on the shallow end of the water. I immediately became erect and grabbed my binoculars to watch her once again. 
She was wearing only her t-shirt and was naked from the waist down like before as she pleasured herself. Her shorts were on the dry surface near the river, right next to her sandals. But before I could take out my erection to masturbate, she got out of the water, bare bottomed, and got dressed.
***
“You’re up early this morning,” she said as she came back to our little camping area, looking nervous and unsure if I saw her or not.
“Yeah, well I was so tired last night that I feel asleep once I hit the sack,” I replied.
She smiled, “Same with me. I woke up early and I needed a little fresh water to freshen up.”
“Well what you did down there really did look refreshing.”
We both paused for a moment after realizing what I had just carelessly blurted out.
“So…you saw me?” she asked nervously.
“No. That’s not what I meant. I meant that you look refreshed after…”
“Just admit it. Did you see me? It’s starting to become obvious that you did,” she replied sternly.
“Fine. I saw what you were doing down there.”
“Just what I needed,” she sighed sarcastically. “I can’t believe this is even happening right now. And just so you know, that 
wasn’t
 me doing what you saw.”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to worry about me judging you for that. You’re a woman with needs, just like everyone else,” I said to her to try and calm her down.
“You don’t understand. It 
was
 me, but I 
wasn’t
 myself. I’m SURE that it’s the chemicals in the medication I’ve been taking that’s been affecting my hormone levels lately. That’s the only explanation for my hyperactive behavior these past twenty-four hours. No wonder our patients have been so enthusiastic over this drug. They must have been using it as a stimulant and they didn’t even bother tell us. Those bastards.” 
Lucy looked like she was in a state of deep-thought as she was saying this, as if she was having an epiphany speaking about her recent sexual behavior.
“Well, do you need help at all?” I asked innocently.
“Excuse me? Did I just hear that right?”
“I saw you yesterday behind the bushes as well, and you’re obviously suffering. And I’ve always had the feeling that you’ve wanted me to follow in your footsteps in the medical field, so why not learn from one of the best first hand? Just think of it as a lesson in human biology.”
She raised her eyebrows, “You know, if you ever plan on switching majors, you should try law. You’ve always had some mouth on you.”
“Thanks I guess. But I’m being serious here. You’re starting to look exhausted from everything you’ve been going through, and I’m sure you need someone to look after you. So since it’s just us here, I wouldn’t mind providing assistance for whatever you need.”
She paused and gave me that ‘motherly look’, just staring at me, thinking, and giving me a look as if she wanted to scold me.
“I suppose it would be a lot better than having to run up and down that damn hill for my privacy. Both of my hands are starting to get sore as well. And this technically 
is
 a medical emergency on my part,” she said reluctantly.
“Does that mean you need my help?” I asked.
She gave another long pause, “Just as long as you PROMISE to be mature about this, and that this will be our secret.”
“Of course, I promise.”
“Good. Because I’m starting to feel that burning sensation between my legs and I may need assistance. Wait here a second…”
I held in my excitement as she went inside her tent and came out with a fresh towel. She unfolded it and spread it across the ground.
“Remember, you promise to be mature about this right?” she asked sternly. 
“You know I’m always mature about these things.”
“And I also expect this to remain confidential between us, and that you’ll NEVER ask for this again outside of this camping trip. This is STRICTLY for medical reasons as it relates to my health.”
“Hey, you know that I would never do anything that would ever embarrass you to anyone,” I replied in a reassuring manner. “And you can count on me to be professional about this. We’re both scientists remember?”
My eyes looked down at her bare feet as she stepped out of her sandals. Her face remained expressionless as she began to unbutton her shorts, and with one pull of her hands, she bent down to remove her shorts and her panties at the same time. She was completely bare from the waist down, and my eyes marveled at her athletically toned legs and her cleanly shaven crotch.
“God, you look really se—…I mean, you look like you’re in great shape,” I told her. 
“Thanks. It’s from years of running and cycling. But that’s not the issue here. Come on, I 
literally
 need a hand right now.”
She laid down on the towel and she spread her legs apart. I bent down and immediately became rock hard at the sight of her engorged clitoris, just above her light brown labia which were glistening from her fluids.
“Jeez, your clit is 
throbbing
 right now. And you’re really really wet. I’ve never seen anything like this before,” I told her.
“Now you understand why I couldn’t turn down your offer for help,” she said in a desperate tone. “Now start rubbing it. I’m sure you’ve done this before. But if doing this for me is too awkward for you, just look away and pretend I’m someone else if that makes it any easier.”
I put my hand on the mound of her vagina and the tip of my finger on her clit. “It’s okay. I actually like the thought of doing this to you. It’s more fun that way.”
She smiled, “I can’t believe you just said that. I…uhhh…ohhh!!!”
Lucy let out an incredibly loud moan as my fingers started rubbing her clit. Her eyes widened and so did her mouth. It suddenly dawned on me that I had complete sexual power over my well-respected friend while she was in this state of hypersexual-activity. My fingers, which were becoming wet with her fluids, didn’t let up as I continued to furiously rub her clitoris and labia.
“Oh god….that feels so good!…Please don’t stop!”
Her face twisted with pleasure. And when two of my fingers went inside her tight little vaginal hole, she squirmed and fought her body just to stay in place. It was like she was a woman possessed. 
“I’m almost there…Don’t stop!…I’m cumming!!!”
Her back violently arched and her toes tightly curled. A sudden stream of fluids squirted out of her vagina and sprayed between my fingers. She squeezed the towel she was laying on tightly as a I continued fingering her clit. And I continued rubbing until she became completely relaxed and her orgasm was completed.
When it was over, she just laid there, eyes closed, as she struggled to catch her breath after the powerful orgasm she just had.
“Jeez…I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but that was absolutely incredible to watch,” I told her.
“Well I’m glad you’ve enjoyed your little ‘biology lesson’ as much as I did,” she replied. “Now you see what I’ve been going through since yesterday afternoon. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get cleaned up.”
Before she could get up, a sudden thought came to mind- a naughty one.
” Do you think you could…you know…help me out with the problem 
I’m
having right now?” I asked hesitantly.
She gave me a serious look. “If you’re asking what I think you’re asking, the answer is no. That’s not a good enough excuse. You don’t have a medical issue like I do.”
“Maybe not. But I just helped you out with your condition, and who’s to say that it won’t come back anytime soon and you might need my help again? Fair is fair isn’t it?”
After a brief moment to think, she replied, “Fine. Take it out and I’ll give it a few strokes for you. And that’s it.”
I didn’t miss a beat as I pulled out my hard cock through the top my shorts. I felt unashamed as she looked over my manhood, which stood erect for her, and she took it between her fingers and held it tight.
“You’ve grown,” she said, looking at it and slowly beginning to stroke.
“I have. And I’m probably going to regret telling you this, but today is a dream come true for me. I’ve fantasized about you for a pretty long time,” I admitted.
The grip of her hand became tighter and she gave me longer strokes.
She looked up at me and smiled, “I’ve always known that. I’m a specialist in human biology remember?.”
Her attention turned back towards my erection and her continued hand job. Her eyes became wider and it almost looked as if she wanted to lick her lips.
“You were right,” she said as her attention stayed on my cock. “Fair is fair, and you gave me a wonderful orgasm when I really needed it most. So how about I suck it for you? Would that make us even?”