Written by jefber

Erotic
25 Sep 2006


Thinking back Dianne was my first real works fuck, I didn't count drunken shags after the works Christmas parties, but it didn't start out like that.

I had to go to Holland, and was told that Dianne out of Technical would accompany me. This was neither good or bad. Dianne was this short chubby girl with big tits who used to brew me a cup of coffe from time to time, trouble was she had no sense of humour,if I told a joke she tuted, and if sex was mentioned, she'd frown and walk off. It was the same on the plane, I was reading my lads mag, and she was there tuting and reading Womans Own or something. We were met at Schipol by a car and taken to our hotel,, then my day just got worse. Di's room was fine, but there was some sort of cock up with mine, and I seemed to be left waiting at reception for hours. The evening did improve though, we were taken out to eat by the supplier, and I didn't have to listen to Di tuting, I could talk to Kaas about football.

The following day at the factory went fine, Di did her job and I did mine, the supplier was going to leave us to our own devices that night before we flew back to Manchester in the morning, so Di and I decided to eat at the posh hotel and get shit faced drinking Dutch gin. We were all dressed up and at or table really going for it and talking about any bland subject we could think of, mainly work. Di mentioned our rooms, as she'd got a single and I'd been given some sort of Senate or Senator room with the biggest bad I had ever seen. As it got later and we finished our meal we decided to go down to the bar, but not before I'd shown Di my room, I wanted to show off, so we went up in the lift and I used the plastic card thing to get into my room. We stood at the door looking at this huge bed that you could have had a party on, and I said to Di what a waste it was for just me, and she says "do you want some company then?" to which I repied company would be a waste on that bed, it was action it deserved. "ok she said come on then" next thing I know I've got my face in hers kissing, with the cheeks of her arse in my hands as I steer her through the door and kick it shut. We are no sooner in the room that she says"wait a minute", pulls away, walks across the room opens the wardrobe, takes out a coat hanger, and hangs up her suit jacket,then she does the same thing with her blouse and then her skirt, then she takes off her tights- oh god what a turn off she's wearing tights! then she turns away from me un clips her bra, puts it on the chair, and then turns to walk to the bed. Oh shit it's then that it hits me, Di doesn't have big tits,she has amazing tits, they are wonderful, she has the most perfect pai of tits I have ever seen, they don't droop, they just stand up and point at you. She must have drank glue as a child to make them stand up like that. I stumble in the rush to get out of my clothes, and she giggles, then I'm over there giving those orbs all the attention they so richly deserve, I'm stroking them, kissing them, licking them, sucking one nipple, rolling the other one between my fingers,cuping them in my hands but I'm getting no response, I suck all the harder and I swear I hear her sigh. Out of desperation I slide my right hand between her legs, cup her pussy in my hand, it's dry like a hand full of dry leaves. I sneak a finger between her lips and swear that they swell and I detect some moisture, it could have been desperation. I then sneak two fingers into her ever moistening pussy and start to move them in a circular motion, and this dirty gutteral voice says "don't stop now" so I use three fingers on her "look in case you've never felt a cunt before, it wont break" she says. I dont need telling twice, and before I know where I am, I'm fist fucking her "faster, faster" and I'm fisting her for all I'm worth, and she's riding my arm, gininding her pelvis into it, and she's at her own tit's now, she's grabing them, clawing at them, pulling her nipples an unbelieveable length and she's "yes,yes,yes,no,no,yes, yes" then she comes. No other e, she exploded, but she didn't stop to draw breath, she pushes me back flat on the bed and says"now it's your turn" I'm lay flat on the bed with my cock in the air, and she straddles me and lowers herself onto my cock, any doubts about filling her pussy are long gone, she pulls in her muscles and its like someone has put a hand round my cock, and she's up and down the full length of my cock, slowly at first and then quickening the tempo she's up there fucking me and playing with her tits again, until I come. I didn't so much come as she milked me dry. Then I know the script by now,and I've got my face burried between her legs, I'm eating pussy, I'm sucking, I'm biting, I'm swallowing, I 'm really trying to do the thing some serious damage and she's fucking my face, thats about when the people in the next room started to bang on the wall, and she's had to use a pillow to muffle the noise. She comes all over my face, gets straight up, grabs my hand and pulls me to the window, the curtains are stiil open, and she rests her tits on the chest of drawers, spreads her legs, and looks out onto the square in den Bosch while I fuck her from behind I've got her hips gripped in my hands and I'm trusting as hard and as fast as I can, counting backwards in my head to try and last as long as I can. I finaly come, but it's too soon for Di and I watch in amazement as she uses her right hand to finsih herself off. I spent a lt of time that night between hard ons watching her fist fuck herself.

Next morning we fly back into Manchester Airport, and I drive us back to the factory. On the drive in I slide my left hand up the inside of her thigh towards her pussy- oh no tights again! and I get the "what kind of girl do you think I am?" routine, but I din't care it had been a brilliant night and I couldn't wait to get into work and tell Chris in the office.