Uncontrollable Triggers

Most guys here would agree that sometimes, hard ons do appear without reasons. Not that we saw something sexy, or are we fantasizing about someone we just met, our little sticks would just grow and at occasions, make our actions a little awkward. So when you girls were suddenly delayed by some excuses from guys that their legs are numb, or seemingly weird instances to prolong sitting (or perhaps hiding) behind a table, you can give them some time to recompose themselves. Please don’t bend over purposely or intentionally drop something so you can reveal your low V neck to them.

Luckily, Jimmy was at his desk when such a random erection struck him, when his mind wasn’t even on sex, there wasn’t anything he could do to calm it down, except to continue working. Claire who was sitting adjacent to him, could see every movement of his, but they were just colleagues, frequently working on projects. She was a shy girl, only speaking comfortably to people she knew. But a trait worth mentioning about her was the ability to dress up, not to kill or seduce, but to lure and tempt and drawing the lines there. Loose tops, but a modest tube would be worn inside, V-necks with a set of nice bra which would sneak out when she stretched or bent over. Everyone knew Claire as the fashionista, balanced between humility and sexiness.

A few moments later, Jimmy felt better and Claire happened to come over with a few documents for him to sign, bending down in front of his eyes. The pair of developing melons dangled loosely from the oversized bra she bought, 34C? No matter what, it did gave him a feast though. His pecker grew once again safely under the desk and he took his time to settle what she came over for, thanking him with a smile. Suddenly her panties became so much more visible under that tight high waist skirt in his lusty eyes. Once she sat down, his eyes traced her beautiful legs from her feet, to the firm thighs that extends into her bottoms.

Boss (shouting): ‘Jimmy! Are you there?!’

Jimmy (shouting): ‘Yes!’

His huge erection was quite distracting as he stood up so his boss could see him. Claire had no choice but noticed. It was obvious under his thin shorts, which Jimmy always worked in as he jogged to work as a routine, plus there’s no requirement to dress nice as an IT support. Quickly sitting down and piling files on his lap, he returned to his screen with awkwardness to the max. Ruining her impression of him was the last thing he wanted, since getting into her panties was part of his fantasy, now it seemed even further.

Claire wasn’t an emotionless or unreasonable person by nature, she understood men to a small extent. And on top of that, her private moments with herself were quite frequent, running those thoughts of imaginary close intimacy, pictured from the videos and images on porn sites. That huge bulge she just saw, had unintentionally awakened something in her. Though her body was still physically on the job, one part of her had started work too, moisturising between the slices of pinkness. As the hours passed, more and more droplets were being soaked up by her panties and by then her mind was already ‘off’ work.

As usual, she would be the last one to leave and Jimmy slipped away quietly before she planned anything to stop him. After everyone left, Claire texted Jimmy to come back for a document she missed earlier. Benefits of owning a car? Private spaces and faster transport. The journey back to the office was a quick one, since everyone was heading out of town for home. he had left his car at the office as he alternated between jogging and driving to work.

Claire took the papers to his desk and waited till he finished signing. Holding his hands, she had never imagined to have such a question exit her mouth.

Jimmy: ‘You alright, Claire?’

Claire: ‘I.. want to.. I want you to have me.. ‘

Her eyes never met his when she spoke, to confused with the millions of replies he could give, and this time, Jimmy nailed it. He stood up and held her chin towards him, placing his lips lightly on hers, Claire’s mind refreshed itself – with nothing. Her tongue followed nature’s intention and met his, swiping left and right, darting in and out and exchanging saliva.

His hands roamed up her waist and untucked her sleeved shirt from the high waist skirt, his fingers were tracing her skirt for the panties he thought he saw, but there was nothing apart of her fleshy ass. Sliding up her shirt, it was the lack of bra that surprised Jimmy, a lady like Claire could be so.. fearless. His fingers pinched her nipples and slowly twisted them. Tuning her moans as he liked while enjoying the peace and freedom of the empty office. Her hands started in the opposite direction – downwards. She reached his shorts soon and then dragged his elastic waistband down with her hands. Preparing to dig into another pair of clothing, she got a pleasant surprise too. He wasn’t wearing any underwear.

Jimmy’s cock shot out from the pants and poked uncomfortably at her skirt, which meant progress at the same time. *zipppp.. * Her skirt came loose and she slid it off her hips. The sight of Claire in just a long white top couldn’t be more beautiful, while in front of her was the man she asked to own her, in just his unbuttoned top and no pants.

She wrapped her legs around him and Jimmy had to stop her from pushing him in, as it wasn’t really time yet. There was still work to be done on her. Lowering himself to her pussy, he held her legs on his shoulders as his mouth closed in on the oyster, home of the pearl. His tongue flicked her clit in short quick motion, and in seconds of triggering her weakness, a steady stream of liquid flowed down from her slit and he licked it out without second thoughts.

Pushing him an arm’s length backward after the intense orgasm, Claire got off the table and knelt before him like his slave, lowering his cock down so her mouth could reach, and even more so it was angled correctly to go deep down her throat. With her hands around Jimmy’s butt, she found the support and then started to pull herself towards him, engulfing his dick down into the deep unknowns. It was definitely the best sensations he felt to date, to go balls deep that her lips touch his testicles and warmed by her dripping saliva. To have a woman serve him with her heart was his honour, and he wasn’t going to leave her unsatisfied. After a few minutes of head, he helped Claire onto to the table once again.

Sitting her at the edge, her legs once again went around him, and held him firm while he guided his submarine to the dock, creating the perfect fit they both knew even couples made in heavens might not enjoy. With a gentle pull, his dick pushed into whatever unfilled pussy and she moaned softly at the stimulation of the sensory nerves along her vaginal walls. And coupled with a hard thrust, a sensitive spot in her was discovered for the first time, that it immediately gave her an orgasm she thought she would faint from. Jimmy felt it too, the indescribable feeling of pleasure overwhelmed to an aching pleasure.

Juices flowed unrestrictedly down his thighs and the pounding resumed, his dick kept up with the love making paired with kisses that were reserved for long lost lovers. When he found out about her secret spot, his angle of thrust remained the same and only varied the strengths of thrusts, which would make Claire beg for deeper ones and a screaming ‘no’ to the deepest ones. An average of one orgasm per two minutes was her record for being fucked senseless, until it got to a point her mind gave up and kept climaxing non-stop till she had to lay on the cramped messy table to rest, while Jimmy continued ravaging her body for more life.

With her eyes rolling back and forth, her spirit drifted in and out of unconsciousness. Till he felt the urge to cum, Claire showed little energy left in her.

Jimmy: ‘Claire, I’m cumming soon.’

Quickly sitting up, she was ready for him and still saw his smiling face and consistent tempo. Sending her back to the table in a state of weakness, she laid on a pillow Jimmy had placed behind her head, so she could watch his hip thrust towards her to give her the gasp.

Jimmy: ‘Okay, I’ll go to the toilet to finish this. I won’t want to cum inside you.’

No way she would not let him cum alone. Wrapping her legs around him with all her might, she sat up and hugged him by the neck, while pushing him deep into her, till his hands grabbed her back tightly and went into a series of short breaths while his precious cum released into her, at the same time granting her an orgasm from shooting right at her G-spot, charging her muscles up for the milking action of her vagina, to extract every single drop of goodness right out.

Exhausted by her unexpected wave of hyperactivity, he fell on the chair and rolled a bit back while admiring her pussy, leaking smooth white cum-mixed-cream onto the carpet. It was moving on its own, presumingly trying to keep everything inside. Once Claire had recovered enough energy, she dismounted the table and went on her knees once again, to lick the half-dried remnants off his dick. Taking their time with each other, a romantic dinner and another wild round of sex at the back of his car summed up a beginning of an office lust, or will it be romance?

Confusion in Office

Sarah don’t even know why was she feeling this way. The guy she barely knew, standing behind her, plunging his rod deep into her, sending waves of pleasure into her unwilling body, clearly enjoying the freshness and leeching on her desire to be filled. Did the unconscious act of ‘trying to push him out’ created a tightness that the bizarre sex so satisfying? Her fingers that were below massaging her clit to relax wasn’t helping, instead, turning her on even more. The pain came from the depth, the pleasure came from the speed, every powerful thrust was sufficient to knock her out, but the quick pulling out was keeping her awake. As much as a slut she was, she didn’t like how dirty it made her feel.

The ‘unfortunate’ incident happened when she thought it was safe to change in her cubicle at work. It wasn’t the first time Sarah did it, but it was just one of the few rare occasions when she was invited to club at events like friend’s birthday. And the guy she barely knew was in another department, the I.T. side. Despite the different level allocated, the Sales and I.T. side do have some relation, especially when equipments break down. A bunch of the guys had girls they fantasize about in the Sales side, so they installed spy cameras which was easily viewable at their desks since the cables run everywhere.

Sarah was changing from her usual blouse and pants into a satin wrap skirt and a purple off-shoulder top. Larry, who was working overtime, saw her braless and pantyless and couldn’t control himself any longer. She had a habit of not wearing panties since people could tell through her tight skirt. Going commando was her style, but no one knew – until Larry came along. He dashed with Olympic timing to where her cubicle was and sneaked behind her. Disregarding any thoughts of sanity, he grabbed her the moment she stood up after wearing her 4-inch heels. Sarah screamed, but there was no one around to even hear her, let alone save her. Never once she thought such things would happen to her, since she always goes to club with friends, and they were just about to arrive to pick her up. If only she arranged to meet earlier.

Larry ripped the off-shoulder to her waist and allowed her breasts to bounce obscenely free, his strong arms had already pinned her to the table to restrict her arms movement. He then pulled her skirt and watched it dropping to the ground in his favour.

Larry: ‘Slut.’

He lifted one of her legs to a side onto the rolling office chair and took a moment to free his bird. It didn’t matter if she was wet enough, his pre-cum was already forming on his tip. He forced himself into her and found a slight wetness inside, which made the rest of the work easier. He was slamming into her, enjoying the service of this young commando slut, sadly blessed with a body everybody wants to fuck. Sarah was moaning before she even realised it. Her body had given in to his mindless pounding, admitting that this was exactly what she wanted by dressing up that way.

Her body wanted attention, no. Her pussy wanted attention. Her nipples were the ones waving, and her slit was waiting for a french kiss by a strong penis. His member was long, thick and hot unlike her boyfriend’s. It was like a key, going it and out of a lock, made to fit, the one and only. Just that it was six inches long. Juices was already being squeezed out of her pussy, and her breasts were sore from the pressure. But she knew it has to be over one way or another.

With her fingers massaging between her legs, the sudden tightness sucked the life out of Larry and she thrust her hips backwards, throwing him off his balance onto the floor and letting his thick cum spray wastefully onto the carpet.

Sarah: ‘You should die fucker!’

She ended his father’s day by stepping on his flaccid dick while he was trying to get up. You guys can imagine which part of the heels she used right? Sarah pulled up her skirt and put on the top she wore for work with a pair of panties she carried in her bag. Somehow, there was more tears than blood from Larry.

Fortunately, the cameras were discovered and taken down, with Larry and friends thrown into jail. Sure, there are some girls who seemed to be asking to get raped. But sadly, the word ‘seemed’ is the reason to keep thoughts and fantasies in heads.


You probably wouldn’t believed this would happen but where I was posted to, I did manage to get some action as well. Anyway, this is going to be really discreet because of the sensitivity of the workplace. Anyway, I reported at 8am at work as usual, and mingled till about 0930 before we went for our lunch. It was usual, looking out for office ladies (OL) dressed sexily or even those who aren’t dressed sexily, just watching them would be our only entertainment.

We were eating at one of the round tables when this lady caught JX and my eyes. She had long hair, dressed in a black top with short sleeves of see-through materials, and this part of tight pants, of course, her package was completed in heels. She walked to one of the tables and sat alone, then moved to a table with an older man. They then started talking and we were like -_-|||, she should be sitting with us. We continued with our food and then turned together – coincidentally to have another quick glance at her.

She didn’t looked as nice as seeing her from the front. Side view luh. She was still there, trying to pull the back of her top to cover the skin that was exposed. Her skin tone at the back was seriously fairer than her ‘sun-exposed’ zones. Wasting no time, we quickly finished our food so we can.. ya know.. feast our eyes.

Me: ‘EH! Where is she?’

JX: ‘Huh. Ya hor. Where did she go?’

Just in time to see her heels disappearing into the toilet, we knew the show wasn’t over.

JX: ‘Ehh Jasper, inspired to write your stories?’

Me: ‘Haha. Yeah. Wonder what would happen next.’

We went to wash our hands and JX was done before me. He left and walked towards our study area. Just as I finished washing, that lady came out of the toilet and literally face smashed into my chest, I did managed to grab hold of her before she fell backwards and.. creating a scene.

Me: ‘Are you okay? I’m sorry mdm.’

Lady: ‘Huh. Yeah.’ *adjusted hair*

Me: ‘Okay. Really ah? Don’t scare me hor. Later walk three steps faint.’

Lady: ‘Haha. Okay lah. Just a knock.’

Me: ‘My name is Jasper. And yours?’

I know this was a totally bad time to introduce myself and try to hook her up but I guess she wasn’t in a rush when she adjusted herself in front of the mirror.

Lady: ‘My name is Cecilia. You work here ah?’

Me: ‘Yeah. CCenter. I still got some time before I need to go back. I walk you to your building?’

Cecilia: ‘You got time then send me lo.’

We walked to her building and it was quite empty. No one was walking in or out, going up or down the lifts, totally still. I haven’t been to this building, but it suddenly seemed top secret.

Me: ‘How come no one here de?’

Cecilia: ‘Cause you will need special pass to go anywhere of this building. And only a few people has the pass.’

Me: ‘I see. Haha. I guess I can only send you until here.’

We were at the lift landing already. She was still giving this smile that doesn’t feel like where I should stop walking with her.

Cecilia: ‘You can come up lah, if you’re not in a rush luh. Show you the office.’

Me: ‘Really? Okay!’

I was pretty excited and wasn’t quite focusing on her, since we’re in a ‘special’ zone, cameras and security would be everywhere. We entered the lift and she scanned her card before the lift started moving to her office. About four floors before she should stop, she scanned her card again and pressed the ‘HOLD’ button. The lift jerked still and the lights simply turned dim.

Me: ‘Uhh.. What is happening now? I’m a little freaked out.’

Cecilia: ‘Don’t worry. Wait ah.’

Without warning, she leaned on my body and started kissing my neck, giving me little nibbles that will confirm leave marks. My hands was just on her waist, running back and forth. Not wanting to leave any signs of workplace foreplay, I pulled her head to mine and kissed her lightly.

I was surprised why did the wild body kissing suddenly turned so gentle. I’ve not forgotten that she’s had make up on her. We continued kissing and our hands went out of control. Her hands fumbled with my zip and I kept myself busy with hers. Soon, our jeans were down and her g-string was down as well. With ease, she lifted one of her leg and placed it on the handrail in the lift.

Cecilia: ‘Hurry.’ *in a loud whisper*

Everything was like moving in Mach-2. So hurried, yet instinctive. I held on to her and used one of my hand to position my entry.

Me: ‘Permission to enter Mdm, I know you need it.’

Her juice was running down her leg and she simply lowered herself suddenly, sliding herself over my rod. In a surprise, I countered her move by pinning her against the corner and forcing the whole shaft into her, making sure I could feel her meat on my bush.

In the dark, everything was guess work. Fucking her crazy was the only thing in my mind then, she was making me damn wild too. Never would I expect such and encounter in here. The lights came on while we were still at it, but she assured me I still had five minutes. With that timing in mind, I brought her on her fours and hammered her to the steel walls.

Moans, screams, cries were echoed all around in the elevator. I kept going until the payload reaches it’s exit.

Me: ‘Where do you want me to unload?’

Cecilia: ‘It’s time hor, you lasted so long. Hmph. In my mouth.’

Pulling my dick out of her wet hole, I quickly knelt at her mouth and she took all the protein shot into her mouth, without smudging her make up at all. She quickly swallowed and wore her jeans back. It was a little awkward but we still touched each other until level 1 again.

Walking out of the lift, she was still alert enough to get a way to find me.

Cecilia: ‘Jasper, your number?’


Cecilia: ‘Okay! Bye. See you soon.’

Did she get my number? Can she just remember it? Or is it just hope she wanted to give but not let go. I hope I’d see her again. Arghh… No cameras allowed.

Where’s My Fries?

Shirley was kidding when she asked for her fries. There wasn’t any left. I went to the toilet to wash up after lunch and she was right behind. I was about to enter the gents when she stopped me.

‘Eh, use the executive toilet lah. Nah.. the keys’, her hand reached out and passed me. ‘You also going toilet right? Go together lah’, I said jokingly. She went and pushed me while mumbling, ‘go go’.

Once inside, we entered a cubicle and exchanged pecks and kisses. Wasting no time, I unbuttoned her top and massaged her breasts. Without any instructions, she undid her jeans and mine. Lifting one of her legs onto the toilet bowl, I stuck my dick into her and banged her, shaking the cubicle walls without regard.

She cummed hard and hugged me tightly, I was already at the verge from the speed and excitement of having sex so close to the office. Within 10 minutes, her juice were flowing down her thighs and I was all ready to unload.

I quickly pulled it out of her and used her hand to jerk myself off onto her panties. My cum was overflowing onto her jeans, it was more than what her cotton panties can absorb and hold. I pulled her panties up for her and she put back on her jeans. I was doing the same too.

We walked back into the office as though nothing had happened. My phone received a sms as I began work. It’s from Shirley, ‘why you so notti shoot at my panties? I’m so horny now. How to work sia?’ I didn’t reply, my mind was already tired from the food and the exercise.

After-Work Exercise

I was the last to leave the office, so was she. After she offered me a ride home, everyone left the office to her. I finished the machine I was building and went to the office to find her. She was watching shows on her iPhone and listening through a earpiece.

I pulled a chair from the cubicle opposite hers and sat beside her. Knowing I was ready to go, she placed her phone into standby and turned around to kiss me. Both her legs were in between mine, her panties just a little short of her mini dress, covering her mid-thighs. We kissed and my hands went over her silky legs and under her dress. I had to touch her waist as it was so alluring, watching her body shift from the tickle.

My fingers went under the bra, going straight for her nipples. With my hands still under her dress, she stood up and sat on my legs, her chest right before me. Pulling her dress up, I attacked her nipples with speed and wetness from my saliva. Her hips grinding at my pelvic area was such a torture.

I took out my little brother, which was standing in attention, out of my jeans for a breather. Brushing her panties to one side, I positioned my dick head at her opening, dripping with juice to lubricate the penetration. Feeling the tip on my dick with her hands, she eased herself downwards, throwing me into a pleasure haven. She did all the work this time, moving on her own, we didn’t stop to rest nor change our positions for a sick twenty-five minutes. She slowed down as I told her I was cumming and sped up when she felt that I had rested enough.

As the load rings the bell to exit, I warned her and she just kept going faster, quite in the mood to cum with me. In six spurts, a lot of my protein entered her and her vagina simply squeezed every drop out, pushing from the bottom of my shaft (closest to my balls) to the tip. We rested for approximately another fifteen minutes before deciding it was enough.

I was worried about getting her pregnant, but she assured me that she was taking the pill since the first time we had sex. So tired were we that we had to unwillingly separate my meat from her hole. We still got work next day =)

Interview at Office

Day: Monday
Date: 23 November 2009
Time: 5pm
Location: IAP office

I was there at 5pm for the interview. It wasn’t all that far from school, so I reached on time despite having school earlier.

It was the supervisor who will be doing the interview. It was quite epic, or should I say hoping for something to happen. There wasn’t anyone in the office, and the interview is taking place in her office.

I was dressed specially for the interview with my red Goldlion top and carefully ironed pants. As I walked in, she stood up to shake hands with me, revealing her tight black skirt and a stripped white top. At that point in time, all sorts of dirty thoughts were unpacking in my mind.

The interview took about 30mins as we went off work-related topics and sharing our experiences. It was when I got a little moody when talking about the recent breakup and coincidentally, she was going through the after-breakup period too, 28 years old, career woman.

She sat beside me after passing me a cup of fruit juice from her mini bar. As we chatted along, she paused at one moment, looking at my boner. ‘Are you turned on by me?’, she asked in a naughty tone, while twirling her Japanese-style permed hair with her fingers.

Looking shyly at my feet, I nodded my head and said, ‘Yes, I am sorry.’ She stood up and locked the door, then rested her butt at the edge of her desk in front of me. She placed her heels on the chair I was sitting on, with the darkness in her skirt right before me. Pulling her skirt up to her waist, revealing her orange g-string, she was quick to change from a desperate tone, ‘Can you make me happy?’

I adjusted the chair to position myself directly in front of her pussy and tugged her g-string off to one of her ankles. I licked her slit as though I was enjoy a meal laid nicely in front of me, I just had to keep going to make it juicy. Her juices started flowing, mixing my saliva with her sweetness, well, she actually tasted quite good. By the time, I believed she was unknowingly forcing me not to stop licking by holding my head down,  but it was quite willing on my part too.

She helped me up to my feet and undid my belt, and my pants was even off me faster. Clamping me between her legs, she pushed my hips towards her as I was preparing to enter, forcefully penetrating her. Once inside, she held me close by the arms and whispered into my ears, ‘Haww.. it has been so long since I felt so full inside.’ With a slight smile, my hands held her waist and started moving my dick in and out of her wet hole.

Her pussy was tight after being deprived for so long. It was as though her pussy was asking for more, but not intending to stop. I kept up for as long as possible until I could not take it anymore. Giving her the signal, she whispered to me while breathing very heavily, ‘shoot in me.’

As worried as I was, first impression matter a lot to me. With a final thrust into her tight overflowing pussy, I released my army of sperms into her. I could feel her pussy twitching, squeezing, sucking every drop out of me as I cummed. We rested in that position, hugging each other for another 5 minutes before pulling my stick out of her, quite ready for the second round (although there wasn’t).

It was very kinky to see the mix of my cum and her juice flowing out of her pink sore pussy while she sat on her desk with her legs spread. I cleaned her up in the office toilet (there was no one around) and still managed to finger her till she came again.

We got dressed and knew we know more about each other after the ‘interview’. She’s my supervisor, and I’d expect her to take real good care of me. =)