Lisneskea - The Most Beautiful

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This is me every day...

I get quite a number of messages. I always respond, but it could take a little time. You turn me on so please continue 😘

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Yes always

Haven't written in a while. It is all a bit mad this life, this world and everything we have to deal with.

Im still a single sexually deprived 29 yo. I am a habitual masturbator, mildly porn addicted and getting off on amateur exhibitionism. Occasionally I get laid but seldom impressed by the effort.

Did I mention I am also one to rush things? You know, reading half a message thinking I got it and hurry writing the reply?

Me and this girl at work, Jasmin, are having honest chats. Girl to girl. Often I share the intensity of my latest orgasm rubbing against a table in the office or something similar.

So when I got the text I thought it was Jasmin.

It read: So what's the story?

I want to get caught by a co-worker. I want to be naked and I want to be seen and heard. I told Jasmin earlier in the day and how I planned doing it this specific day.

I was sat at my desk stealthily touching myself, rolling my nipples with my fingers pressing myself against my hand. Getting all hot and worked up.

So I replied: So horny right now. Shaved and dripping wet. Want to get naked and cum hard!

So turned on that my breathing gets laboured.

Phone lights up with her reply: This is such a fantasy of mine. Just moments later a new text: I'll join you

I decided to make it interesting. Pulled trousers down discreetly, pants down and pussy selfie. Got a reply immediately: Can I taste that?

I just wrote: Yes. Give me two minutes and I'll be naked down by north stairwell.

Best toilets. Enough space. I get to have sex with Jasmin! Can't wait.

I'm undressing as I am walking there. Bare chested before I even reach the door. Naked and leaving the door open.

I am so turned on. On my back with both hands between my legs. Extra pressure on my clit. Don't care that I am making noises. I have my back against the door. Want her to see. Enjoy the sight of me.

I can hear her. I close my eyes. Focus on cumming.

I arch like a bow with all muscles celebrating the sweet release. I can hear myself letting out a cry as my orgasm tears through every fibre of my being.

Then I feel the warm spray.

I hear him climax and he is spraying his cum over my face. One shot lands on my stomach. Most on my nose. My mouth.

Justin?!

I never took time to see who it was.