Sexpectations 3: Maxed Out

Written by AshniaMM

 

First off, I hope everyone is doing well in this very difficult time. It’s been a bit troublesome with work and life in general. My apologies for being away for so long. But hey, I’m back.

Before this horrible COVID all went down, I did have one last good fuck. Well, it wasn’t THAT good. But since it’s been more than 70 days without sex, it’s the best I’ve had so far. Mahirap talaga kung wala kang jowa no? Sana all may ka-live in na titi-este, lalakeng maaasahan. Hahaha!

Anyway, let’s go back to the original plan I had.

Work had been tough, as it always has been. Working in a BPO has its perks, but it comes at a huge price in the form of constant stress. You have money for partying and booze, but what’s the use if you can’t spend it ‘coz you’re too tired? You got an HMO, but you need that shit ‘coz you’re always getting sick. Kaloka, mga mamser. But I digress.

That stress comes along with so many things, so many cravings; food, alcohol, lots of dick. Mabuti na lang walang may gustong syotain ako dahil di rin ako makaka-commit tulad ng mga teammates ko. After every shift, inuman. Kanya-kanya silang partner up, kanya-kanyang kantutan. It kinda got tiring at some point, especially entering 2020. I’d been in the industry since I graduated, and since I was already in my late 20s, mukhang nagkakaroon nako ng awakening. Charot lang. Grabe naman.

One morning after shift last January, I was just lying on my bed rethinking my life decisions. I was scrolling through Facebook, staring blankly at my phone when a notification popped up.

It was Max.

“Hey, Ash. Musta naman? Shift done?”

He’d remembered the time of my shift, and we were in constant communication since I “accidentally” ditched him last time. We never got to meet up, but I enjoyed talking to him. Aside from all the naughtiness, he’s really smart, witty, and though he isn’t the ideal guy physically, I like the way he looked. Like I said, mukhang mabango na mabango naman talaga.

“Yooooo! Yeah, stress as always. Ikaw musta work mo?”

He rarely talked about his job, but with the way he interacted with me the first time we met, and the way we’ve communicated constantly, I could tell that he was well-educated. Honestly, kinikilig ako kapag nagmemessage siya. It’s like something I’d expect every day.

“Weekend na ah. Got plans? Gym as always? I saw your videos. Napusuan ko na, Ma’am. Hot. Hehehe!”

One more thing. He ALWAYS views my IG and FB stories, walang palya. Umabot na yata sa puntong sinisiguro ko na maganda ang angles para matuwa naman siya.

“Thanks, cutie. Alam ko namang number 1 fan ka eh. LOL Anyway, wala pa namang plans. Walang nag-aaya. Kakalungot.”, I replied.

“Tara, Morato. Para makalabas na tayo. Di ka sumipot last time eh. Baka naman pwede ka ngayon? Hahaha!”, he replied, almost immediately.

It was a stressful beginning of the year, and I owed this sweet guy. Also, I owed myself a good fucking. I didn’t care if he wasn’t good. I know I am. Basta matikman ko na siya.

“G ako for coffee. Treat mo naman diba, Sir? Hahaha! JK”

“Oo naman. Makakatanggi pa ba ako eh naunahan mo ako? Sige, bukas ng gabi, mga 7?”

“Oks oks. Dadaan lang akong Centris coz I need to pick up something from my officemate. May shift kasi siya. Otherwise, I’m good to go!”

“You got it. See you then, Ash!”

It was set. Finally, magkikita na kami ulit after so long. I must admit, I was excited.

I decided to keep it casual. It was pretty chilly at the time, so I wore my oversized grey hoodie, but made sure to wear the shortest black cotton shorts I had. No denim today, we want things to be easy, if you know what I mean. I wore one of my lucky white Hardwell rave sandos underneath, but decided to go braless dahil naka-hoodie naman ako. Slipped on my navy blue New Balance 247s, sprayed some perfume, and left the house.

I went to the 7-11 downstairs from my office, bought a drink, and waited at one of the benches inside.

“Yo, Ash! Wag kang masyadong nag-iisip baka sumakit ulo mo nyan! Hahaha!”

It was Dave, a guy from our helpdesk who owned a vape shop and a tattoo parlor. I quit smoking some time ago, and decided to vape instead. He’s kind of my “contraband” supplier. Solid friend. Lots of tatts.

“Tangina mo, di porket laging nasa gym tanga na. Hahaha! Yung RPM 40 nasaan na?”

“Kalma, ma’am eto na.”

He sat on the space to my right, opened up his satchel, and took out the vape pod I was looking to buy from him.

“Ayan, perfect yan. May libreng juice at warranty pa. Kalikutin mo if you want. Wag mo lang hipakin dito at baka mapulis tayo.”

“Sabi ko nga, hindi ako tanga, diba?”, I said, gently hitting him on the arm as I took the pod from him.

We talked while I was inspecting the pod. He was ranting about his superiors and I was ranting about my stress. I’m usually really comfy around Dave. i really enjoy his company, and I never denied how hot he was as a man. But I keep my distance, coz I worked with his girlfriend who literally looked like a goddess.

“Yeah, dude. Sobrang stress talaga sa helpdesk. Sana nga nag-CSR na lang ako tulad mo eh. Hahaha!”

And there it was, I felt it. His hand casually landed on my thigh. It didn’t move, but it was there. It was probably an accident, right?

“Hah! Sige, mag CSR ka. Baka di ka na makapag-isip nang maayos. I’m telling ya, it’s fuckin’ stressful.”

His fingers started to move, then his entire hand. Mula ibabaw ng hita ko, papuntang ilalim ng tuhod ko, and onto my inner thigh.

“Oo ba. Basta suportahan moko, friend. Kung gusto mo nga, sa’yo na yang pod basta tulungan mo ako eh.”

He started squeezing my thigh. I tried to keep the conversation going, but it was tought. I was already getting wet.

“Ha? Ano, eh, wag naman. Business mo to, and it’s expensive-”

“It’s okay, Ash. I know. Everyone knows. You don’t need to play cute.”, he cut me off, whispering into my ear.

I was shocked, a bit offended, but already overcome by lust. He let go of my thigh, put his left arm around my neck, and pulled me close. Then, his right hand went down to start caressing and squeezing my thigh again.

“Tangina, Ash. Akala ko hanggang jakol sa photos at stories mo lang ang magagawa ko. Buti na lang makwento ang team.”

I knew I should’ve hit him in the face and walked out, but this was turning me on. What do they say about me? What do I not know? Why does his hand feel so good on me? Fuck!

“Easy mode lang yang si Ash, Dave. Bigyan mo ng vape, magpapatira sayo yan.”. he whispered slowly as he licked my ear and the side of my face.

“So, sa akin na to? Really?”, I said, smiling, trying to be cute in spite of the flood in my panties.

“Oo naman. Sabi ko nga diba?”, he replied with a devilish grin.

They were right. Ever since my first year in the company, I’ve been “Easy Ash.” People came, people went, some came inside me. As time passed, one thing remained constant: Ash was always down to fuck.

And down I was, on the 14th floor fire exit stairs, sucking hard on Dave’s throbbing cock. I licked his balls, popped them into my mouth, sucked on them gently, and went back to licking his shaft before deepthroating it.

“Shit, Ash. You’re so good. Sucking it likc a fuckin’ champ.”

We knew we didn’t have much time. He had to clock in soon and there’s always the chance of getting caught. But who cares, right?

He pulled down my shorts along with my undies and started eating me from behind as I clung onto the railing.. I felt his long tongue lick my pussy and then go upwards along the crack of my ass. Binuka niya yung pwet ko, sabay dinilaan ang butas. Nanghina ang mga tuhod ko.

“Puta ang libog mo pala Dave. May tropa tropa ka pang nalaman ha… Shet… Ahhhh….”

He stood up and started grabbing my hair while rubbing his cock on my soaked pussy.

“Sana pala noong first day ko kinantot na kita. Pang-aakit pala yung pagsuot mo ng pekpek shorts araw araw, you bitch.” he said as he wrapped my long hair around his fist and pulled. I moaned loudly as he simultaneously shoved his cock into me.

“Panalo talaga tong katawan mo. No wonder you can fuck everyone in the company. Dapat nasa operations ka na.”, he said under his breath. I could barely hear him over the sound of my ass slapping against his waist.

Palakas nang palakas ang palakpak, lumakas ang paghatak niya sa buhok ko, walang kasing lakas ang pag-ungol ko habang nakapikit. It felt so damn good. I can’t remember how many times I came. My pussy was constantly clenching on his huge cock.

“Ako nang bahala sa juice mo, Ash. Heto, may bonus pa.”

My eyes were watery from my hair being pulled and being slammed from behind. I knew he was cumming. I could feel his cock throbbing.

Faster…

And faster…

Until he stopped, and filled me with the most cum I’ve had in such a long time.

He reeled back and leaned on the wall while breathing hard. I rested on the edge of the railing, gasping. I sat down on the steps with my legs open, letting all his cum flow out.

“Thanks, Ash. Next time ulit ha.” he said, patting my face gently, condescendingly, as he fixed his pants and exited through the door.

After a few minutes, I stood up, fixed myself and checked the time. “7:00”

I came to my senses. I had to be somewhere with someone right now.

Should I still go?