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Erotcia Office Group Sex

Bet nothing at your office goes down like it does in Erotcia Office Group Sex. Not only do the women spill all the details and get into some of the wildest sexual positions you can think of, they also don’t hesitate to act out their fantasies right there in the break room. Follow Gina’s amazing stories as she shows her new boyfriend around the city, then get the full monte when they both teach the cleaning guy the rules in Erotcia Office Group Sex.

Synopsis for Erotcia Office Group Sex:

You Missed a Spot

Windalen loves her break time with her assistant Gina. Since Windalen works all the time, she lives vicariously through Gina’s romantic exploits.

Unfortunately, the well-meaning cleaning guy keeps interrupting Gina’s stories right before the climax.

When setting him straight doesn’t work, Windalen invites Jerome to join them.

She’s about to get more than she bargained for with her provocative attitude and sassy one-liners. Cleaning guy’s an ex-Marine and he’s equipped for any situation.

Have you ever worked for less than you’re worth? Did you move up after you showed what you’re made of? Do you like the hard times guy to come out on top? 

If you answered yes to any of those questions, Erotcia Office Group Sex is calling you. Pick up that call or you might get fired.

Erotcia Office Group Sex

“Dinner was ok. He opened the door for me,” said Gina.

“He what?” said Windalen.

“No shit, right? I haven’t had a guy do that for me in ages.”

“Was that a sign of chivalry or sucking up?”

“There’s no weakness with this one. The only thing he was light on was the conversation. He started shy. I even lead a little to get him on me. But after that, fuck, he rocked my pussy.”

“What took him so long?”

“Been a while, I think. He just moved to town. He’s from the Midwest. Country boy.”

“You feed him drinks to loosen him up?”

“Nah, I kept the constant contact principle”

“The what?”

“It’s what I use when a man needs some…coaxing… to get what I want.”

“This is one I haven’t heard before.” 

“Maybe not in words, but I guarantee you’ve done the same thing. You basically plant those little touches on him: the back of the arm, on the hand. 

“Nothing aggressive, just a little to send a spark. I think guys that need that are a little withdrawn. They need to be pulled out of their little man caves. But when you do, nine times out of ten they roar.” 

“Like this?” Windalen leaned over and brushed Gina’s hand.

“That’s too obvious.”

“I start with a jab if he cracks anything remotely funny. Then I’ll get him a little around the midsection. By then, he should respond, and if he is, then he’ll give them back. Touch responds to touch.

“Anyway, he was still slow. I tickled him when we walked in the door and got me back. I told him to sit on the couch and I’d serve him up a drink. I tried to give him a mixed drink, but he settled on a beer, which he nursed like a fucking kid who didn’t want to eat his salad. I finally said fuck it and threw my leg over his and grabbed his face. I straight out told him. I need to fuck.”

“I hope that worked.”

“Yeah, you don’t get any more obvious than that do you?”

“You’d have to kick him out if it didn’t.”

“I was about ready to, but he warmed up fast. It was like I was dealing with Jekyll and Hyde. Once those pants came off, he was an animal.

“We were on the couch and he pulled me over on top of him, ran his hands up my shirt and went straight for the treasure. At that point, I was horny as a fucking dog in heat. My pussy was practically begging for him to penetrate me. As soon as his hand got up to my lips, I quivered and my juices started flowing out of me like a fountain.”

“You need to get out more.”

“No, shit, boss!”

“Oh, well, we’ve been slaving away on those new clients.”

“I’m not complaining, but my pussy was about to.”

“Get back to the good stuff.”

“I had my fingers through his hair while he chomped on every piece of bare flesh he could get his mouth on. Still got a nice one here,” said Gina as she pulled her tit out.

“Damn, girl.”

“I know, right? It was so worth it though.

“He fumbled with his belt for a few seconds, got frustrated, stood up with me in his lap, and pinned me against the wall.”

“Mmmmm.” 

“That lasted for another minute as he still tried to get his pants off. At that point, he turned back to the couch, flipped my skirt over my back, undid his belt and slid off his pants like a machine. Then he buried himself deep inside of me quick. Straight to the balls.

“He was quiet as hell at dinner. You would have thought he took a vow of silence or something, but when he was deep inside me, he came alive. He was talking all sorts of shit.

“It was altogether the most bipolar date I’ve ever been on.”

“Wait a sec. You’re stopping there? You bitch!”

Gina pointed out the break room door at a man strolling down the hallway.

“Cleaning guy. Fuck him. He’s probably slow. Wouldn’t know a pussy if it came up and bit him on the nose,” said Windalen.

“I might actually bite his nose with my pussy if he let me.”

Windalen poked her head out the door and caught the backside of the cleaning guy. “Oh, hell yeah. On second thought.”

He turned into a cubicle and pulled out a trash can. 

“Are we checking out the cleaning guy? He’s a little low on the pay scale, don’t you think,” said Windalen.

“You’re right.”

“So get back to your story.”

“He had his way with me on my hands and knees, then he pushed me over on my side with my legs closed.”

“I like that position.”

“Oh yeah, right after he put my head under a pillow.”

“Then played the gentleman.”

“And straight back to the caveman. Then, he grabbed a chunk of my ass in one hand and cupped his other under my leg and that man fucked the pure T shit out of me. 

“He pounded my pussy so hard I was turning red. I went from moaning to straight screaming, and at that point, he jammed the back of his hand in my mouth and told me to bite it.”

“Jeez. Bite his hand? Is it ok if I rub one out right here?” said Windalen, reaching up her skirt.

“Nah, cleaning guy is making his way over here.”

“Fuck, you’re making me wet.”

“I‘m making myself wet talking about it.”

“Get on with it. What next?”

“I did what he told me to do.”

“I bet he got into that.”

“I didn’t know what I was getting into. I started out a little light. I used his hand to muffle my screams, but then he yelled out, ‘Bite it, you little love slut!’.”

“Love slut? Yes, please!”

“I yelled back at him. ‘Fuck me, you man whore’, and bit down into his hand like a fucking Big Mac.”

Windalen massaged her pussy, thinking about Gina’s excursion.

“You remember Pacman?” said Gina.

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