I Had Sex With My Hot Coworker on My Kitchen Counter

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“You were in my dream last night,” Ryan* DMed me out of the blue. “Oh, yeah?” I replied. “I suppose that makes me your dream girl.”

Ryan and I always had undeniable sexual tension when we’d see each other in person at our shared workplace, but this was the first time it had ever been acknowledged. Who’d have thought only one week later, he’d be railing me on my kitchen island while my roommates were asleep? But I’m getting ahead of myself.

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I had a crush on Ryan from the first moment I laid eyes on him. He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome, with gorgeous green eyes and a beaming white smile, and I could just tell from his swagger that he had a huge cock. Everyone loved him at work—the guys wanted to be his buddy, and the girls wanted to be his fuck buddy. He could make anyone laugh, and I, a Gemini who is easily turned on by words and wit, wanted him to make me cum. When we’d high-five, I could feel how long and strong his fingers were and imagined them curling inside of me. When he laughed and stuck his tongue out at me, I imagined that very tongue gliding ferociously on my clit. He had no idea about the fantasies that raced through my mind—I always kept it professional. But there was bound to be a breaking point.

And there it was, the day he DMed me—the beautiful, hot as fuck breaking point. I wanted to break the rules with him, and I wanted him to break my back from railing me good. I knew hooking up with a co-worker wasn’t the best idea. But here’s the thing about me: bad ideas turn me on. My friends always tell me, “Serena, don’t shit where you eat.” Um, ew, I won’t. But I will fuck where I eat. Quite literally, this time.

Ryan replied to my “dream girl” quip with a wink emoji—and then he went for it: “How about we make that dream a reality?” I swear to god, I instantly got wet just reading the message. We sexted back and forth for the next whole week, the sexual tension climbing each time one of us hit send on an increasingly risky text….

Until one night, I decided I’d had enough waiting and wanting. It was time for some action.

“Come over tonight,” I texted him.

“Okay,” he replied almost instantly.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. I already knew I was about to have the hottest sex of my life—that I was about to get railed by a huge, throbbing cock—and I couldn’t wait.

It was 11 p.m. and all three of my roommates were sound asleep in their respective rooms. I lived in a large house in Los Angeles with a big living room separating my bedroom from the others. My room was closest to the kitchen, which had a back entrance I told Ryan I’d leave unlocked for him. I wanted him to let himself in so that when he opened my bedroom door, I’d be laid out on my bed, bare-ass naked, ready to be taken by every inch of his giant cock. He’d sent me a photo, but tonight I’d see the real thing in the flesh. I lit my favorite candles and played some sensual background music as my pussy dripped in anticipation.

My heart started to pound as I heard the back door quietly swing open. I could feel myself getting wetter with each slow creak of his footsteps as he strode towards my bedroom—I could not wait to be ravaged and explored. The door opened and his dark silhouette took me in, legs open wide, ready for him to enter. We didn’t even say hello before he buried his face between my legs and into my wetness, his big, soft lips finally having a face-to-face meeting with my clit.

My pussy stretched with every centimeter as he mounted me, and the pain was pure pleasure.

Ryan ate my pussy for a good thirty minutes straight, arguably the best half hour of my life. When I glanced down to make sure I wasn’t imagining things, I saw the top of his head gyrating back and forth, my thighs pressed against each side of his face like a pussy neck pillow. This guy was really putting in the work. He came up for air, his large hands grabbing my head and pulling me in for a kiss, his skin buttery soft against mine. He shoved his tongue down my throat, leaving me gasping for more as he stood up and started to unbuckle his jeans. It felt like his belt was coming off in slow motion, and I could feel my heart beating in my wet-as-hell pussy, yearning to get fucked.

Just as his dick was about to come out of his underwear, he stopped. “Wait. Come with me. I have an idea.” He grabbed my hand and led me out of my bedroom, across the hall, and into the kitchen.

“Ryan!” I whispered. “What if my roommates come out? They’ll hear us.” He smiled his gorgeous smile, chuckled, and stuck his tongue deep down my throat.

“Isn’t that the whole appeal?” Apparently, we both had a thing for bad ideas.

I climbed up on my kitchen island and got on all fours as he pulled his underwear down. Holy shit. That is the largest cock I have ever seen. I was a little scared to take it all in, but excited to feel him deep inside of me. About 11 inches long with a perfect upward curve and throbbing veins, I could already tell his dick was going to hit just the right spot. He saw my jaw drop and laughed with pride as he joined me on the granite countertop, slipping a condom on before he slipped into me.

My pussy stretched with every centimeter as he mounted me, and the pain was pure pleasure. I could feel him getting deeper and deeper inside of me, his penis gliding perfectly into my wet pussy. His huge, hard dick pummeled into me over and over again as I screeched in delight, trying my hardest not to wake my roommates and loving every second of it.

He grabbed my hips with his large hands, pulling me closer into him with every pump. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge as my clit quivered in delight.

“I’ve always loved your tits,” he said, as the tits in question bounced all over the place with his pounding.

“Want to cum on them?” I asked, already knowing what the answer would be.

“Yes, baby,” he smiled.

He gently flipped me over and licked my pussy with one long stroke of his tongue, his fingers entering my hole and twisting around as he sucked on my clit and I squeezed my nipples.

“Best thing I’ve ever eaten on a kitchen counter,” he said with a grin. And with that, he laid on top of me, his perfect cock entering my pussy in missionary position. We fucked for a few more minutes until we both came. He pulled out his huge cock and slapped it lightly on my chest as he ejaculated all over my breasts. My pussy was sore and happy, and so was I.

Thankfully, my roommates never found out about my little countertop sexcapade. (Of course, I was sure to Lysol all desecrated surfaces rigorously.) Ryan and I didn’t have to hide our secret for long at work, either. He got a job somewhere else shortly after. And while we’ve since lost touch, I still think of him whenever I eat at my kitchen counter— and I hope I’m still the best thing he’s ever eaten on one.

*Name has been changed.

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