Office Chronicles IV: Fare-Thee-Well My Ravishing Office Slut

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Hi everyone. I did receive a great deal of positive response to my stories, which has, in turn, encouraged me to submit a new one. Folks, I want you to realize that while it may be cool, at times, to make women your sluts in your bedroom, you can’t give them up in the open. So, I request you all, to please not ask me for the contact details of the women I sleep with.

I have written a couple of office sex stories about having wild sexual encounters with two women from my office and also another story about a passionate night I spent with another beauty, who was my friend at work. This time though, Lavina, my ravishing slut from the first story, chose to narrate a sexual encounter between us from her perspective.

So, here goes:

What I had with Krish the other night in the women’s room was really special. I had sexual desires which were crazy, but I definitely didn’t have the stomach to try and fulfill them. I had my hesitations when it came to making moves. But when I saw Krish bang Soniya with such intent and in an office toilet during late hours, the bold side of me was bared. I had never seen a more powerful pounding in my whole life, let alone experience it.

From that day on, I wanted to feel that. The rest, as they say, is history. I’ve been sleeping with Krish for almost a year and a half now, and now, my parents want me to get married and move to Bangalore. I didn’t want to get married at the time, to begin with, and worse, Krish and I were now going to be in different cities.

So I told Krish about this and he, being a gentleman, shook my hand and wished me well. I couldn’t take it well though, so, I held him by his wrist and dragged him into a meeting room.

“Lavina, what are you doing?”
“Krish, I tell you I am getting married and this is your reaction?”
“Look, Lavina, I like you, but you knew what the terms were between us. If you’re moving on now, what am I supposed to do?”

I just stood there for a couple of minutes, not knowing what to say. But in all fairness, Krish was right. I just apologized and walked out of the meeting room, and we both got back to work.

Three days later, I was sent a meeting invite by Krish. It was supposed to be a performance review and was scheduled for late in the evening on Friday when most people would be gone. I went into the meeting room, where he was waiting for me.

“Okay Lavina, you know why we’re here”, he started. We discussed my performance for the next fifteen minutes. It was a serious discussion, but at the end of it, Krish kind of burst out into laughter.

“What happened?”, I asked him.

“Lavina, you really think this is a performance review meeting?”, he laughed. “I know you’ll be gone at the end of this month, so why would I waste my time reviewing your work?”

“Why did you?”

“Listen, I’m not all happy and cool that you’re leaving, but we have to move on. But that doesn’t mean that I am going to give my sweetest bitch a parting gift.”

My eyes lit up when he said that, and I was unable to conceal a smile. Two nights before my wedding, I told my parents that my friends from college had planned a bachelorette party for me and left. Krish had asked me to come to one of the best hotels in the city and had sent a car to pick me up.

“Hello.”
“Krish, I’ve reached.”
“Get off at the porch and walk to the front desk.”
“Ok, I’m there.”
“There’s a guy named Aaron at the desk. Ask him where the party is.”

She was still on the phone and I could hear her talking

“Hey, Aaron?”
“Yeah, that’s me.”
“Good. Now, where’s the party at?”
“Oh, it’s just getting started, here you go.”
“Thanks.”
“No fluids on the carpet, please,” Aaron said to me, winking. He probably knew why I was there. Maybe he knew Krish.

Krish started calling out on the phone.

“Hello… Hello… Lavina!”
“Yeah, Krish.”
“Did you get the key card?”
“Yeah.”

“Walk to the elevator, the man by the elevator has something for you.”
“Ok, what do I tell him?”
“He knows what you look like. Don’t worry.”

A bald man walked up to me and started talking.

“Hello Miss, I’ve got something for you. Here you go.”
“Thanks.”
“Don’t thank me. Thank the man who’s waiting for you.”

I got back on the phone.

“Krish, what is all this?”
“Don’t worry. Just get on the elevator and walk through the door to my suite.”
“Okay.”

I got upstairs in about three minutes and I opened the door. The lights were all turned off. The door closed behind me and I started walking in and called out Krish’s name.

“Krish!?”
“Yes, my dear?” he said, holding my waist from behind. I started trembling. He whispered in my ears.

“Open the box in your hands.” I could feel his breath on my neck. The box had, what looked like a blindfold in it.
“Put it on”. he said.

“Lavina, I told you I have a parting gift for you. But it is for me to have a night with you. I am going to do things to you as I see fit because, at the end of the day, you still are my whore.”

“Yes, I am.”

He quickly put his hands in my hair and pulled the pin binding them in a bun. My hair immediately dropped down.

Krish then held my hands at the back, pulled me towards the couch and dropped me on it. He then used, what felt like his tie, to tie my hands behind my back.

Krish came back close to me, pulled my neck towards him, and bit my ear, just enough to make me moan in pain. He then whispered to me.

“What’s on your mind?”
“Just make me yours tonight.”
“I’m just getting started.”

He held me by the back of my neck and I could hear some clinking. He then brought his other hand close to my blouse and used his little finger to slightly pull the blouse. A little bit later, I felt sharp chills on my tits. He had dropped ice cubes inside my blouse, and because I wasn’t wearing a bra, the cubes were in direct contact with my tits and I was feeling the heat along with the chills.

“You like it, huh?” he said, his thumbs fiddling with the ice cubes in my blouse from the outside.
“Ooooh God! I like it baby, I love it.”

“I asked you to wear a tight blouse.”
“Oooh, yeah!”

“But good that it still has room for something more.”
“Oooh shit, Krish, don’t stop.”

He played with the ice cubes for a little more time, pressing and rubbing them against my nipples and sucking off the drops of water they left on my cleavage.

“Krish, this is making me go mad.”
“Is it, now?” He said as he grabbed my neck and pinned me down on the couch.

I heard another noise, that of his fly going down, and before I could react, a hard, warm boner snuck into my blouse, with veins running all over it

“Krish, I love your cock”, I screamed out loud in pleasure.

He started moving his dick gently inside my blouse and was fucking my tits. I kept moaning and enjoying the way he was treating me. During this, as my head was dropping on the couch, he slapped me and picked me up by my hair.

“Having fun, are we?”
“Ooooh.. Yeah.. Aaah.. Krish..” was all I could manage. He slapped me again.

“I asked you a question, Lavina!”
“Aaaaaah.. yes, it feels so good”

I then felt him moving my pallu on the side and in the process; he ripped off the blouse where the pallu was pinned up.

I was really turned on by his rough treatment as he continued fucking my tits hard. My moans were uncontrollable and my breath very deep. Once such deep breath, and I felt that my blouse was stretched to the limit. Krish must have felt it too, so took his cock out, slid his hand into the blouse, grabbed the bridge, and ripped it off me.

“Aaaaaah..”I screamed out.

The molten ice cubes, the AC, and the fact that I was literally just pulled out of my clothes were all giving me chills. My breathing became heavier. Krish took my blinders off and let me look at him.

We hadn’t had sex in a month and I didn’t get to see what he was hiding under his clothes. I did get a feeling over the past week that he seemed a lot bigger than before. But when I saw him without a shirt and his pants barely holding on to his waist, I was stumped. His already ripped body was stacked a little more with larger muscles and he had also got a new tattoo on his chest, which looked incredible. He then came closer to me, lifted my chin and asked me,

“You like what you’re looking at?” he asked me.
“I’d kill for what I am looking at.”

He grabbed my shoulders and got me back on my feet as he kept looking me in the eye. This time, I went closer to his ear and whispered.

“Make me your bitch.”

He pulled me back by my hair, and while looking me in the eye, he untied my hands and said,

“Let me make you my bitch.”

The moment my hands were free, I pounced on him and started kissing him like a wild tigress. I went as deep as I could and was biting his lip. He, in turn, bit my lip and made me bleed a little.

My moans were suppressed by our kiss which didn’t seem to end at all. I was running my hands all over his body and when I reached his waist, I quickly undid the buttons of his pants and pushed it down. For the first time, that night, I was able to grab his boner.

His hands though moved from my back to my ass, squeezed it and spanked it, before moving back upwards into my hair. He pulled my hair back and started going down with his kisses, biting my neck in different places, and then my shoulder blades.

There was something about him that night, which made me feel that he wanted to destroy me. But I was okay with it. I had met my groom, and I knew that I would prefer Krish in my bed over him any day. If this was to be our last night, I’d rather him destroy me in the process of giving me pleasure than leave my hanging and intact for the douche that was taking me away.

He then took me towards the couch and sat down on it. He then made me sit in his lap with my legs on either side of him. His teeth were leaving behind plenty of marks for me to remember him. A while later, he stopped with his kissing and biting and put his hands on my tits. His long fingers were kneading them, and I couldn’t control my moaning.

“Aaaaaah.. Yes baby.. More..”

My nipples were trapped between his fingers and pulled as he was feeling every part of my boobs. He kept going harder and harder and I was moaning and screaming in pain. Weirdly enough, I could hear some whispers near the door, but I chose to ignore them, as this night was not going to come back in my life.

“Krish, I want you to taste my tits and suck them limp.”

The pain had never felt so pleasurable, and I was enjoying my body being taken apart, bit by bit. His teasing and punishing knew no bounds. He put me down on the ground like a baby and pulled out the folds of my saree tucked in on my waist. I lay there, looking at him in expectation, and he said to me:

“Reach for my cock. Do your best with my cock. Let me see how good you are.”

That was my cue to return him the favor. He was doing all of this for me and I felt obliged to pleasure him. I reached forward and grabbed his fat cock and put my lips on its tip. I started nibbling on it with my tongue and looking at him. He seemed to enjoy it and was looking at me in anticipation.

Finally, I took his cock in and was sucking on it. I loved his balls which were always loaded for me and gave the tastiest load ever. I was caressing them, massaging them, and sucking them from time to time. Well, I knew he loved sloppy blowjobs. So I kept slurping and gagging on his dick. He seemed to be enjoying this.

He grabbed my hair and was stroking his dick in my mouth in rhythm. After a while, he pulled my head off his dick and kissed me.

When we broke the kiss, he spat in my mouth and made me spit on his dick. He would then push his dick all the way in and pull out. And to make sure it goes all the way in, he was pumping my mouth really hard and from time to time, he would pull out, and slap my face with his dick. He hadn’t yet touched my cunt, but my hold was broken loose and out poured my cum like a waterfall.

“Aaaaaah.. aaaaaah.. Krish.. I’m cumming..” is all I managed before I almost fell backward. My face was smudged with my saliva and his dick with my lipstick.

I now lay on the floor half dead, but Krish wasn’t done. He pulled my saree and my inner skirt off me and all I was left in were my thongs. The bitchy side of me was awakened and I crawled to him and kissed his cock.

He was already on his knees and I got back to playing with his dick. He bent over me and reached for my thong, and that was when I knew that something new was going to happen. Something he hasn’t done to me before.

Before I could react to what he was doing he reached behind me and grabbed the thread of the thong, running along my ass crack, and was stretching it. I thought he was going to move it over and toy with my cunt. Instead, he curled it on his finger and started rimming my pussy with it.

I was enjoying it to the fullest and was going bonkers on his dick. The slurping noises were extreme as I sucked his cock and as he gained momentum, my moans were uncontrollable.

As I moaned, my mouth was still around his dick and I was drooling over it and spilling it on the carpet too. He still hadn’t touched my cunt with his hands, and I was about to cum for the second time already.

While I was on the edge, the thong snapped. Krish got up on his feet and just picked me up by my hips with my feet hanging in the air above my head. That was the first time I felt skin on my pussy. He started pumping my twat with his fingers and was so brutal with it that I came in seconds. Thirsty as he was, he drank me dry.

“Enjoying much?”
“Horny much” I responded, panting.
“How horny?”
“Just fuck me already.”
“Uh-huh, not so easy.”
“What?”

He didn’t say a word. He just picked me up and bent me over the couch. I thought he was going to fuck my brains out. But he had other plans. I could feel something going inside my pussy, it was definitely not a dick.

I tried to get back up, but Krish pinned me down and spanked my ass hard. Curious as I was, I was already at his mercy, so I just turned around to see what he was up to, and I saw him pushing my thong inch by inch in my pussy. He was teasing me way too much and I was getting incredibly restless.

“Just fuck me already”, I said to him. And in return, I got a really hard spank on my ass. He had slowly pushed my whole panty in my pussy and was trying to stretch my ass next. I had never been fucked in the ass before and I am normally a little too worried about it, so I instinctively just wriggled out of it. Krish, in reaction, pulled my neck back and whispered to me,

“You don’t want it, I won’t do it.”
“No.. Do what you want to do to me, I’m all yours. I want you to use me any way you like.”

The moment I said that he shoved his thumb all the way up my ass. I felt a sharp sense of pain and moaned out, so did he. But he kept pumping my ass for a while, and I started enjoying it. He was slowly stretching it and my ass was letting him in. No one did this to me before and I felt so good.

“Aaaah.. Fuck.. Ow.. Just like that..” I said as I was pushing back on his fingers.

Now as he was doing this, he started pulling out the thong in my pussy with the other hand and the tension on it was making me hornier by the second. Finally, the thong slipped out with a ‘pop’ sound and his fingers were out of my ass too. I turned around to see what was going on, and within that moment, he had shoved his dick all the way up my cunt.

“Aaaaaaaaah.. aaaaaaaaah..” I screamed out in pleasure and threw my head back. He grabbed my hair and started toying my cunt with his dick. Pulling out and pushing all the way up over and over before he started to pound my pussy. I saw him sniffing and licking my thong as I looked at him, my moans were getting incredibly loud. He took notice of that, and shoved the thong in my mouth, holding on to it.

The whole act was so sexy and so hardcore that we both had lost control. I was particularly feeling amazing as his long dick and found his way to my womb almost. He kept at it, banging me hard, The panty in my mouth tasted a cocktail of my juices, his precum and my lipstick. I was enjoying so much that I must have sucked all my juices off it as my spit was dripping out of my mouth.

“Nice, that’s more like my bitch”, he said to me. “Now, back your cunt up and down my boner as I continue to stretch your ass.”

This was the first time he was ordering me, and I was enjoying it. His fingers were stretching my ass as I rode his dick holding on to the backrest of the couch. In the meantime, I heard the doorbell.

“Someone’s at the door love,” I said to him, his dick still inside me.
“Who is it?” he yelled out.
“Room service, your order is here.” said the voice behind the door.
“Lavina, go get it from him,” he said to me.

I was naked, that’s probably what made the whole thing kinky. But I was still game.

“No one’s going to see you” He reassured me. “You’re my bitch, and no one gets to see this fine body, perhaps except your would-be husband.”

I walked towards the door stark-naked, opened the door a chink. The waiter stood there with a can of Red-bull.

“Your order, ma’am.”

As he said this, I could feel Krish playing with my pussy at the back. He was pulling me back just a little bit as if to push his boner inside me.

“Thank you,” I said, with a little bit of discomfort.

“Anything else, ma’am?”

The moment he ended that question, Krish rammed his dick in my pussy.

“Aah!” A meek scream escaped my mouth, right in front of the waiter.

“Nothing. Thank you”. And then Krish grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. Before the waiter could respond, the door was slammed shut in his face. Krish had my hips pinned to the door and held my hair in a bun. His strong grip made my back arch like a bow.

“Mmmmm…. aaaaaah…. fuck…. Krish… this… is… amazing.”

His intensity shook the whole door and the adjoining wall incredibly.

“Oh… My… God… Keep fucking me like that…”

His dick was exploring the parts of my pussy, I didn’t know existed. Within minutes, I threw my head back, and came so hard, I couldn’t feel my legs and I slumped to the floor. Krish then picked me up and carried me to the bed.

“You okay?”
“This is incredible Krish. I can’t remember the last time I was fucked so hard for so long. And you seem to be hard still.”
“I am. Perhaps we can get back to it once you’re good.”

He said and started drinking his red bull. He had one sip and looked at me.

“Want some?”

I nodded in the affirmative. He took a sip of red-bull, came to me, made me open my mouth, and spat in it. I, being his dutiful slut, swallowed it immediately. He did the same thing a few more times. After this, he turned me over, and I waited in anticipation of what he was going to do next.

He took a sip of his drink, stretched my ass, and spat the red bull in it. It was extremely kinky. I was turned on so much by everything he was doing to me, and without any hesitation or second guesses, I said,

“Fuck me in the ass, Krish.”
“Lavina, are you sure?”
“Let’s go for it.”

He just kept looking at me, teasing my pussy and my ass as he did it.

“Just fuck me already,” I screamed out, unable to take any more of the teasing.

He gently pushed his dick up my ass. The moment I felt his dickhead go inside me, I felt an excruciating pain. I wanted to scream and wriggle out of his hold in the beginning, but I wanted this. I wanted him to fuck my brains out. So I just buried my head in the pillow and let him work his way inside me.

Krish was probing my ass, little by little, and finally, his dick was fully inside me, my eyes had turned red, and the pillow was blotted with my tears. Krish lifted my face and asked me,

“Are you alright?”

I just nodded quietly. He pulled out and started stroking his dick over my pussy which was wet. He also reached forward and kissed me, as he pushed his dick back up my ass.

The pain was incredible, but I loved how Krish went gentle on me to make sure I was comfortable. I didn’t think he could do that. It took me a while to ease off and enjoy this new experience. I was now backing my ass up his dick and fucking him. He got the hint and started pumping me, picking up the pace.

Apart from rocking my world, which he does, every time, he was rocking the whole bed and the ricketing and squeaking perfectly matched my moans and his grunts as he was mercilessly fucking my ass.

My ass cheeks were the color of blood because of his spanking and my shoulder blades and neck had bite marks on them. I felt like a hooker as he was feasting on my body and I was enjoying that to the fullest.

“ Ohhh… Krish… This is great, keep going, come on.” I moaned out and I came for the fourth time in one go. Krish was looking a bit tired too.

“How do you like your parting gift?”
“Incredible. I can’t believe I’m never going to get this again.”
“And what am I getting in return?”

I really wanted to make this experience worth it for him. So, I pushed him down on the bed, got on top of him and slid his dick in my ass. I started riding him, gripping him by his shoulders. He loved me riding him and the sight of my tits bouncing in front of his face. I really wanted it to be a seductive experience. I grabbed my hair behind my head and was riding him at a steady pace, talking dirty to him.

“You like me riding your dick like that?”
“Yeah.”

“You love your whore, huh? Tits bouncing in front of your face. A juicy ass bouncing on your cock.”

Hearing all of that made him crazy. He started grabbing my tits and squeezed them, one after the other as he raised his torso. He was slapping them one after the other and turning the screws on my nipples.

Krish then held me by my nipples and pulled my body towards him. He pinned my hands behind me and started banging me like crazy. My hair covered both our faces and he slid underneath to suck my tits, he started biting them, leaving behind some marks. I felt him grunting and panting and realized that he was close. As a matter of fact, so was I.

He slid out of my ass and went inside my pussy once again. He also had his fingers up my ass. I was enjoying all of this so much that I just kept taking whatever he was giving me and came hard. Seconds later, I felt warm, thick jizz filling up my asshole. Krish had let go of his cannon inside me. I could feel his dick sliding out my pussy and his hot cum oozing out.

“You are a lovely bitch”, he said to me. “I am not sure if I am ever going to find a whore like you.”

“I loved it, Krish. We have the whole night to ourselves. I want you to rock my world the whole night before I get married the day after.”

That night, he fucked me again and this time, the marks of his fingers and his teeth were all over my body. In fact, my asscheeks even bled a little because of the spanking and the biting, I think it there will be a permanent scar there, but I love it, especially since it came from Krish. I am married now, and I just got back from my honeymoon in Colombo.

My husband fucked me a few times there, but it was nowhere close to what Krish gave me. I seem to have missed my period, and for some strange reason, I hope that, if I get pregnant, I’d rather it be Krish’s kid.

………

So, guys,  that was my last night with Lavina before her douchy husband took her with him to Bangalore. Lavina and I are still in touch. If you love this story, please share your feedback.

I’m now about to take a job which involves my traveling the whole country and to other countries as well. During these travels, I’d be happy to hook-up with women of the ISS fraternity aged between 21 and 40. If anyone’s interested, please write to me at: [email protected]

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