One Shot Sex Stories

1. That Office Night Went Wrong!

"Not now," he sighed, feeling her hand in his pants pocket. She giggled, "You're always busy, detective." She made a cute frustrated face standing in front of him. Her white shirt's top buttons are open and perky bosom just trying to tear them off. "Roge, drop that serious face. I am done with all the paperwork for today and it's night. Been a while we called a night a night." She ended the last sentence with a husky voice.

Her silk voice always gets everyone's attention and she was making it silkier. Roger, a serious man until he takes you to his bedroom. Tonight he can't risk anything, he knew. But the atmosphere was so heavy with her seductive cologne and empty office. Fake office—as he was pretending to be a fashion designer. But women were glad to be touched by him for ALL THE MEASUREMENTS.

His throat turning dry, he kept all his unfinished designs aside and before he fully made up his mind to Bretta's request she laid down on the dramatically big office table. "The CCTV must be off, I suppose." He passed a hint. She giggled and her pants are already on the ground, lying on silk white shirt with only lingerie on, her body shaking to the rhythm of laughter wanted him to pounce.

"Let it record. We'll have our own steaming hot video for later use, I mean when we are alone and missing each other. She laughed again. He didn't like the joke and she can be serious too! Very very mean woman, sometimes but extremely talented. Somehow Roger started to unbutton his shirt n removed the belt. She was playing with her navel using a pen. Her own touch gave her pleasure for a second. "Isn't this your favourite pen?" She asked. It was made of real gold.

He took that from her, "Yes and let me explain why." He said with a tone of I-am-so-horny. He started to circle the pen tip around her navel. She faked few moans to tease him until they turned real. His tongue had to slide there slow and mean. No other choice.

She was already a little wet when she entered his office room, with a prediction in her mind that they would make love. He urgently unbuttoned her shirt n watched her on a lingerie that made her bosom look like perfect rounds, waiting to be kissed. He ran the pen between her cleavage making her feel something for real. Running the pen down to her stomach to her panty.

She suddenly opened her legs and he can see the slight wetness in her panty. That made his ears pin back for a second. He lowered his pants and threw it on the chair. She removed her bra and started squeezing and kissing her own boobs. He ran his fingers up and down her clit without removing the panty. She started to moan like a siren calling you to die in her arms.

He sucked her mouth in the name of kiss and his tongue battled with hers. His fingers still rubbing her clit. He inserted his finger under her panty as he started kiss her boobs, one after another. Her moans started to sound real because she was rolling her eyes and losing her mind.

He kissed her stomach and licked before getting down. Both are completely naked and he started to kiss her inner thighs and slowly kissed her clit. She closed her eyes in pleasure. She had to squeeze her boobs in pleasure. He sucked her clit as his fingers entered her vagina. She was so wet that boasted his male ego.

Before they could proceed an uninvited guest barged in. They were so involved that they forgot to lock the office door. The policeman wasn't expecting this scene there, while he was informed that the detective lost his important files. He must be in danger. Roger was so embarrassed to a point that he thought he might quit the job.

He always had a great relationship with that policeman. "I am so sorry officer," Trevor said. "That's okay sir, you should have knocked the door, by the way." Bretta said, still lying naked on the table with a pose that told that she was waiting for the climax and no interruptions can stop it.

"The whole office was locked and security informed that there is no one inside. It's an emergency situation so I had to barge in to save the files and you, detective." Trevor said looking away. "I better wait outside. He left the room without listening to Roger.

Bretta put her feet on Roger's elbow fold and stopped him as he wanted to follow the police. He wasn't sure if he could cum now but Bretta pulled him closer for a kiss. He knew the police was waiting outside and with the security guard but he knew that the damage was done. No need to waste more time. He gave in.

He licked her lips down there in such a hurry but that made her feel like he was turned on again. She moaned shamelessly loud. Knowing that someone was out there she cared about nothing. Trevor knew he should go farther and wait but as he saw the guard left to the gate duty. He did what he never did before. He looked at them from the office door's glass window.

Looking at Bretta like that made him feel so ashamed but she didn't mind when he barged in. She didn't cover herself self consciously. So why Trevor should mind? He stood there frozen, looking at Roger kissing and sucking her inside, as she moaned to life. He wouldn't be surprised if they were in real love. That intensity cannot be for a one night stand.

Roger licked, licked and licked her whole body. Totally forgotten about what happened few minutes ago. All he could see was her extremely beautiful natural body. No time for a cock suck, he just entered her. Slow and rude, alternatively changing the pace.

She summoned herself to that present moment so whole that she didn't know where she was, whom she was. She screamed in pleasure. He made her sit on his lap and they moved in synch locking their eyes to each other. With every move she felt like she was falling in love and he could feel the same. Trevor knew he couldn't take it anymore, he must find the washroom but he didn't want his piqued interest to slow down, so he started to record them on his phone.

He filmed for few minutes and went to the washroom. He would delete the clip once he was done, he thought.

They both kissed each other like their life depends on that and simultaneously he moved his man inside her vagina. The couch started to feel his juices coming out. She was fully wet and reached the climax. As he cummed, she whispered 'I love you' without any intention. He mirrored her and started to relax as all the pleasure was slowing down.

As they dressed up, he frowned and asked, "Who gave such misinformation to the police?" Bretta smiled to herself.