Unbetitelt

Here is part two to my Christmas party story. Thank you for waiting and also getting of to my stupidity. I hope this one is going to make you cum even harder.

So once I went back to the party, I got to take another look at that same CEO. He stood there with an arm around his wife's hip and I remembered something all of a sudden. The man that just shamed me for probably not being able to have children, at least in his mind, doesn't have kids of his own.

Another flash of hornyness ran threw me at this hypocrisy. I must want to have many children because I have a womb. And even if I don't want them, a real man will decide for me that I should have them. Even if he himself doesn't want them.

The thought of that alone made my head spin, so I decided it was time for another drink. I walked up to an empty spot at the bar, ordered a Long Island Iced Tea and tried to think about what I want to do next, as I saw that one co-worker every female employee at our company hates with a burning passion make a straight line to where I stood.

Now you need to get some context on this guy. The boss thinks the man is great because he can talk for days. But in reality has nothing to show for it. He is constantly late, not just in coming into the office but also on his tasks, if he finishes them at all. And even if he finish them, most of the time the results are just bad or riddled with mistakes. In one word he is very incompetent at whatever he is doing and if you have the misfortune to work with him on a project it's guaranteed that you'll have to take care of his part as well.

But that is not even the reason why every woman hates him, oh no, far from it. It's that in addition to being extremely incompetent and overly confident, his way of small talk is basically sexual harassment. For example, instead of talking about the weather, he goes around, asking the woman who work with him what their favourite positions in bed are. And then he reacts genuinely shocked and upset and calls his female co-workers 'feminist men-hater' when they call him out that it is very inappropriate to asked that kind of stuff.

And if you think that'd be all, you'd be so terribly wrong. There is one story every new female employee gets told on her first day in our office and it goes like this:

A good friend of one of our team's girls once went on a date with this guy. He took her to a chain restaurant, didn't pay for her food, asked about her sex life and kinks after she had already told him she was not interested after how the date went so far, then proceeded to announce that he expected a girl to put out on the first date, that he does anal only and he wouldn't wear any protection.

The fun part is how we found out, that the guy she went on the date with was our co-worker. It was about his fucking van. And when I say fucking van I mean 'Fucking Van'. The man owns a white van and has asked every woman at work if she would want to see the mattress in the back of it. Of course he wanted to show it to his date too. ..

As I said that dude isn't the smartest. So, now that you know about him, let me tell you what happened next.

I saw this guy coming up to me, so I took my drink and booked it to a lone standing table a bit farther away, because I didn't want to talk to him. He hasn't harassed me yet, but I was sure that'd change, given the new knowledge he now had about me being afab.

But I was out of luck again, as he got a beer and followed me to my table and I wished I'd been smart enough to join a group of my co-workers. He put his drink down and leaned on the table, staring at my chest. "I should have known. I always thought you were kind of cute but not in a gay way. I can't believe I never noticed those." And he grabbed one of my tits and squeezed it a little. I know I am blushing, I feel hot all over my body in this shameful way.

I tried not let it get to me, to not make a scene. "Well I normally wear a binder." "A what now?", he asked and I rolled my eyes. "It's like a very tight sports bra that hides them.." 'Crazy ..'

His eyes drifted away for a second and I thought he was already done with his interrogation when he started again. "So what is this about?" 'I just don't feel like a woman. I'm more comfortable when people treat me like a man.', I tried to explain. But he doesn't get it at all. 'Yeah but why? Like do you think you're to ugly? Or is it because your tits are so small? Do you think no-one would want to fuck you? Or is it just a bit for attention?' I just made big eyes at him because I can't believe he really had the nerve to just ask me that.

He added, 'Well you have my attention now.' 'Oh great', I mumbled in my glass that I tried to finish now because I only wanted to get home at this point. I was super humiliated by his questions because maybe some of those things felt like the are a little true. Like I was never popular with boys when I was younger. And I had to lie, if I said it didn't feel nice to get noticed by men.

'You do anal?', he asked all of a sudden and I choked a little on my Iced Tea. After a few choughs I answered him: 'Well, I have done it before if that's what you're asking?', then I finally finished my glass.

'I think I will go home now.' 'Oh I wanted to leave as well. Do you want me to take you home?'

I am not dumb, I knew he was playing a game. And I didn't want to hook up with him, not with this guy. But my first encounter had left me a bit wanting. It's cold and rainy outside, so it would be nice not having to walk. I was very torn at this moment but in the end my leaking pussy won. A little pounding never hurt nobody. 'Sure, that would be nice of you.', I said and we left for the garage. I made sure to let him walk a bit ahead of me, so that no-one who saw us leaving together.

Once we were at his van he opened the doors in the back and I could see the mattrass. It wasn't just a joke, it was very real. And it looed way more crusty and dirty than I expected. I stood there before the vehicle for a long moment undecided if I should really get into it. The shame and dysphoria in me rising again to a level I couldn't just ignore it.

'So?', he asked and I could hear him unbuckle his belt. This little metallic click was all that it needed to push me over the brink. Without another word I climbed into the rear of the van and started unbuttoning my dress shirt.

He grinned and followed me again. I felt dirty before I even get onto the mattress on the floor, but he didn't care, he just opened my pants and shoved them down my legs. His hand glit into my boxershorts and I was extremely embarrassed about how wet I was. My pussy juice leaking through the fabric as he commented that he never knew I was that much into him.

I was not. I was disgusted I was doing this. And I couldn't believe I was hooking up with HIM for real. But I guess this is just the thing you end up doing when you start to rub to nasty porn all day. You start to crave to make those fantasies come true at some point no matter how ashamed and disgusting they make you feel.

'Well, let's do it then', I said before I could chicken out, pull my boxershorts down a bit and get onto the mattrass. 'Turn around,', he said, 'I can't do it when you look at me.' Not so full of himself now I thought as I got on all fours so he could have me doggystyle but I didn't say anything. All I hoped right now was that all of it was worth it in the end.

He got down behind me and rubbed his hard dick against my pussy. I could feel he wasn't wearing a condom and got so fucking scared for a moment that I felt I might pass out.

But he just got his dick half wet with my pussy, than spread my ass cheeks, spat on my asshole and pushed himself into it. And he was big. When he just dragged it over my leaking cunt I could already tell but it's nothing compared to feeling in my butt. I kind of hurt, without any prep at all, I felt like he was ripping me open. But it also went in so fucking deep, I don't think I ever had such a long cock before.

He left me almost no time to adjust to him before he thrusted into my ass. I didn't even try to hold back my voice. He pounded into me like he didn't give a fuck if I liked it or not. At some point I got used to the pain and it made me feel great that he enjoyed it so much. Instead of holding me by my hips he grabbed my boobs and dug his nails into them. In this moment my dream of becoming nothing more than a fleshlight came true.

After a while he fucked harder and harder into me and I remembered the one thing I forgot to do when I was at the restroom earlier. My bladder ached terribly from my ass getting penetrated for so long and so intense. But I also didn't wanted him to stop, because I could feel my orgasm build up. It only took a few more deep thrusts and I come so hard that I couldn't hold it any longer.

He didn't seem to notice. He changed the speed and angle a bit and for a moment I thought he must have slipped out of me. When he pushed back in, it wasn't in my ass but inside my pussy. I turned my head over my shoulder to tell him he's got the wrong whole but before I could do so he shoots his load deep into me. I could feel my pussy milk every last drop out of him on it's own.

After a few moments post nut clarity set in and he asked: 'Did you just piss yourself?' I was unable to speak right now, because in my head I just realised that I might just have got knocked up. 'You kind of ruined my mattrass ..', he whined as he gets up. It annoyed me but I didn't react to it, just got up as well and put my clothes back on, since I just wanted to be finished with this guy. My pants were wet from my little accident which made me extra embarrassed when I got out of the back of the van.

I walked up to the door of the passenger seat but the guy wouldn't open the door. 'What are you doing?', I asked him. 'Sorry, I can't take you with piss soaked pants. It would ruin the seat.'

I should have known better, I knew this guy was an asshole before. I don't know why I thought he would treat me better than he has ever treated any woman. And I was too ashamed to argue with him. So I just walked home in my piss wet pants while his cum leaked out of my pussy.