Ok, so I am at work (working hard, I know) reading thru all this wonderful stories. I come across one about a man sharing his wife with their neighbor and I feel myself just start to gush. I can hardly finish reading the story because now I have to ***. And when I say I have to ***.......I HAVE TO !!
So, I go to the women's restroom on our floor and go into the handicap stall. I immediately pull down my pants and squat down, with my back against the wall. My **** is so swollen now and I begin to rub it. At the same time I kinda bounce up and down, imagining I am riding some thick ****, my legs spread wide, knees bent. My legs start to get sore a little, so I lean forward, bracing myself on the comode to relieve some of the pressure on my legs. But then I kinda loose it for a second. I continue srtoking my **** and now I imagine that I am sitting on someones face and they are tounge ******* me while I touch myself. It feel so good that my legs begin to shake. Again I need to adjust position, so I lean all the way back with my back agains the wall and begin to bounce up and down again and I am back on that thick ****. My eyes are closed and I can feel it start to build up. I keep rubbin my **** and moving up and down, imagining that thick **** filling my ***** up. legs really begin shaking now and I feel myself start to explode, not caring at that point if anyone walks in the bathroom. I *** hard and get up quickly. Having to lean over for a min to stretch my now sore legs. I pull up my pants, go back to my office.
I log on to share my story..........big wet spot in my pants.