I Let My Coworker Finger Me on the Bus Then Fuck Me in the Office Restroom (Part 3)

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Hi, 28F Here, You can read previous 2 parts then come back here to understand full story. This is my real incident and ongoing sex series.

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The bathroom trysts became a daily routine after our first explosive encounter on the bus and Monday's restroom fuck. The risk of getting caught made it all so much more exciting. Every time I saw him, my cunt would clench, imagining how his cock would stretch me again. Even the sound of running water or people walking past made me ache with desire.

We grew bolder as the weeks went by. From the upstairs restroom, we progressed to stealing moments in other unoccupied bathrooms on different floors – the fourth floor ladies', the basement men’s room, even a supply closet one afternoon while everyone was at lunch. With each encounter, our hunger for each other intensified until it consumed us completely.

One particularly busy Tuesday morning, as I sat at my desk working through a pile of papers, Rohan sent me a message: Cabin. Now. Project discussion. My pussy grew slick in anticipation before I even rose from the chair. His cabin was located on the far end of the floor, providing a semi-private sanctuary from prying eyes. The walk felt like an eternity.

When I entered his office, he locked the door and closed the blinds before pulling me in for another passionate kiss – lips devouring each other hungrily as my skirt rode up around my waist. Rohan tore at my blouse buttons impatiently, needing to touch my nipples again. His fingers pinched them roughly as he sucked on my neck.

"Fuck, Priya," he growled. "I've been dreaming about these tits all weekend."

My knees buckled from the intensity of his touch, and I had to grip the edge of his desk for support. Rohan took it as an invitation, pushing me onto the surface with a playful smirk. He yanked my skirt up around my waist before unclasping my bra and tossing it aside.

"My cock is throbbing thinking about how wet you are," he whispered into my ear, already tugging down his pants to free himself. "Let's see if I'm right."

I spread my legs for him, my pussy throbbing in expectation. He didn’t disappoint – sliding smoothly inside with a low groan as he gripped my hips hard enough to leave bruises.

"Oh, fuck yes," Rohan whispered, picking up speed immediately as he fucked me against his desk. The wet slapping sounds of our coupling echoed off the walls. "You love being fucked at work like an office slut for everyone's ears."

I couldn’t agree more, my body moving instinctively to meet each deep thrust.

"Mmm, you feel so fucking tight," Rohan panted, bending me over and grabbing my breasts again as he continued his relentless pace. His cock hit my g-spot precisely with every stroke.

"You're soaked for me again… You're my dirty little secret."

“Fuck yes,” I moaned silently, trying to stifle it. "Make me cum.”

Rohan obliged with a few more strokes before grabbing my waist and slamming into me hard enough that his desk chair scraped against the floor. His fingers found my clit, rubbing furiously as he fucked me harder than ever.

"Fuck Priya, you're squeezing my cock so tight," Rohan gasped, feeling my pussy clench around him as I came violently. The orgasm ripped through me like a wildfire – legs shaking uncontrollably, toes curling into the floor, biting his shoulder to muffle my moans.
He followed soon after, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside me. We clung together, panting heavily.

"Damn, we can't stop now," Rohan whispered into my ear as he cleaned himself up with a few tissues from his drawer and helped me straighten my clothes. "Let's make this meeting last."

I blushed at the innuendo but agreed eagerly when I saw how hard he was already getting again. After quick pecks on our lips, I stood up to leave.

"Until next time," Rohan winked as I slipped out into the corridor, trying to appear normal despite still feeling him inside me. His cum leaked down my thighs, leaving a visible damp spot on my skirt.

Our secret encounters continued throughout the weeks – sometimes just quickies in empty bathrooms but often longer, more adventurous sessions in his cabin or even the supply closet near the break room (with the door cracked open for some voyeuristic thrill). We grew reckless and brazen, fucking wherever we could steal a moment. Our lust knew no bounds.

One day, after lunch, Rohan sent me another clandestine message: Cabin. Five minutes. And then...? My heart raced like I was sneaking into his cabin for the first time all over again.

When I entered, he locked the door and pulled down the shades before pulling me in for a passionate kiss – tongue wrestling, hands roaming everywhere at once as we kissed hungrily.
Rohan lifted my skirt, revealing the damp spot from earlier. “Mmm, my cum still in you,” he said with a sly grin.

He unbuckled his belt and shoved down his pants to reveal his stiff cock again. "Fuck Priya, I need you now."

I obeyed without hesitation, dropping to my knees before him as he guided me onto his lap – his cock pushing against the fabric of my panties. He gripped my hair to fuck my mouth deeply.

"Your tight cunt belongs here," Rohan whispered, thrusting into me roughly while one hand slid under my skirt and found my clit, rubbing furiously in tandem with his thrusts. "You're mine now."

I sucked harder, taking him all the way down my throat as his fingers played with my pussy.

"Fuck yeah," he groaned, grabbing my ass to pull me closer as I swallowed around him. His thick cock hit the back of my throat on every downward stroke.

After a few minutes of oral bliss, Rohan pulled out abruptly and spun me around to face away from him. He yanked down my panties and lifted me onto his desk again – this time more leisurely than before, allowing me to savor each moment as he entered me from behind.

"You feel so damn tight," Rohan murmured into the crook of my neck, pumping in and out steadily as I braced myself on the edge of his desk. His cock rubbed against that magical spot inside my pussy again, sending jolts of pleasure up to my clit.

"I'll fuck you anywhere, anytime."

He slid a hand between my legs, rubbing circles around my clit as he continued fucking me hard from behind. "Keep quiet or they’ll hear you screaming his name." His other hand pinched and teased my nipples simultaneously.

"Fuck!" I gasped when he hit my g-spot once more, the orgasm building rapidly inside me like a ticking time bomb.

"Just let go," Rohan encouraged between hot kisses on my shoulders, fingers working overtime to coax out my release. "Come on my desk."

I let myself go, trembling in his grip as waves of ecstasy crashed over me – biting his shoulder to stifle my cries while he pounded into me relentlessly. The orgasm seemed to last forever, milking him for all he had.

Rohan grunted loudly, thrusting deep before spilling himself inside me with a satisfied groan.

"Fuck Priya," he whispered against my ear. "We're never going back."

I couldn’t agree more as I slowly came down from the high, still shaking and trying to catch my breath while Rohan cleaned us up discreetly.

As I straightened my skirt and blouse once again, Rohan’s eyes lingered on my wet panties, now stained with his cum. "Those are coming off," he said, tugging them down with a sly grin. “Now sit.”

I obeyed without hesitation, perching on the edge of his desk while he sat in his chair – pulling me onto his lap to fuck me reverse cowgirl this time.

Rohan's hands gripped my waist tightly as I rode him hard and fast, watching people pass by outside through the blinds. "Fuck Priya, your cunt is so wet for me," he muttered into my ear between deep thrusts.

"Everyone thinks you're here discussing a project," Rohan whispered, rubbing my clit with his other hand while pumping in and out of me roughly from behind. “But this pussy has been mine since the bus ride."

I came again on his cock, feeling his length pulse inside as he joined me with another loud groan.

Afterward, Rohan handed me a tissue to clean up before we both dressed quickly and parted ways – knowing we'd meet for round two (or three) later in the day. Our secret rendezvous became an obsession. I found myself checking my watch constantly, counting down minutes until I could sneak away again or send him a fake message about needing help with a project.

That Thursday evening at 7 PM, Rohan's chat pinged on my phone – Cabin. Now. Urgent. Curious and turned on, I slipped out of the office unnoticed and hurried to his cabin door, already feeling myself getting wet in anticipation.

Inside, he locked the door and pulled me close for a fierce kiss, hands roaming everywhere as we devoured each other's tongues. The thrill of nearly getting caught had us both hotter than ever before.

After tearing off my clothes impatiently, Rohan lifted me onto his desk once more – this time sitting in his chair with his cock buried deep inside me from the start. "Fuck Priya," he groaned into my ear as I settled onto him, feeling his thick length stretching my pussy wide open.

Rohan slid a hand between us and rubbed my clit slowly at first, gradually picking up speed to match our frenzied fucking. "Everyone thinks you're here for an urgent project meeting," Rohan whispered, thrusting in and out deeply as we both struggled to stifle our moans amidst the soft groaning sounds of his desk creaking under us.

The risk only heightened the pleasure, making every moment feel like a daring game of cat-and-mouse. I was addicted to this forbidden love, craving him with an insatiable hunger that grew more intense by the day – especially now that we knew no bounds.

After several mind-blowing orgasms and a messy cleanup, Rohan handed me his tie to wipe my thighs clean. As I tied it around my waist like a makeshift skirt, he grinned slyly, already planning our next move. "Meet you in the supply closet at 4 PM," he typed on our secret chat.

I agreed eagerly, feeling the familiar flutter in my belly as we kissed one final time – knowing there was no going back now. We were addicted to this thrill of getting caught while fucking anywhere, anytime.

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