Previous chapters are on my blog site, and on Literotica.

I had been definitely a small stressed about returning to work a few hours after sucking many of my colleagues in a hotel bedroom behind a gloryhole constructed from a vandalised hotel duvet. I had swallowed a lot of cum that night, and I also discovered myself awoken the following with a longing to provide oral sex. I swirled my tongue against the clit of my gf as my finger pressed against her G-Spot, waking her with a squirting orgasm that propelled her cum into my face.
But my thirst for sex had been near constant: we just wanted some action. Anything, to alleviate the tedium of work. I walked into the office desperately horny, despite fucking Anna before leaving the home, and I hardly focused on my employment as I ogled the women in short-skirts as well as the men in tight pants. I was a walking sex addict, imagining several orgies where I was fucking and being fucked, sucking and being sucked.
“What’s up?” Emit asked after lunch; my attention had been away with the fairies all time and he crouched down at my desk asking in hushed whisperings. “Is it about … the party? Are you … OK?”
“I’m fine,” I muttered, glancing at our boss leaving our office for a meeting. “Can we borrow you?”
He tentatively agreed, following me into the tiny conference space and I also locked the door; his words asking me questions as I delivered a video clip talk request to Anna on my smartphone. “I’m going to blow you.”
“Just what?” He spluttered, as we knelt in front of his crotch and passed him my phone. Not a request or an enquiry. Not a ponderous suggestion but a command: we had been going to provide him a blowjob. “And record it.” I heard the distinctive voice of my girlfriend splutter as I yanked the zip of his fly and eliminated his cock from his red boxer shorts.
It was currently filling with blood, the warmth and aroma of his cock stoking my senses as my tongue swirled lustfully throughout the purple head. My nose nestled against his pants, my mouth sliding over his tumescent cock that filled my lips.
Information technology was disgraceful behavior at work; I was providing gay dental sex to a colleague to fulfil my requirements. we desired someone to tear my trousers away and plunge a thick slippery cock against my butt opening, thrusting deep into me to stimulate my prostate.