Alone at Work

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The only girl on the night crew is forced by her coworker.
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Part 1 of the 7 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 05/14/2017
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It all started with a company Christmas party, every year everyone would all get together at a bar not far from our offices and get hammered. I was 19 at the time, but was able to get in with the crowd of coworkers I went with. I had only been with the company just over 6 months and this was my first time really spending time with any of my coworkers outside the office.

I worked graveyard with a 3 other people, but I was the only female on shift. The guys were all great, but mostly in their mid 40s or older. The young guy there was 28 at the time and we hit it off right away. His name was Richard and even though he was 9 years older we had a lot in common, I also felt safe around him. He was 5'10" probably 215 lbs, dark hair, light eyes, and he seemed to always be smiling. He was a pervert like the rest of the guys but he didn't openly leer at me like the others did.

I should also describe myself. I am 5'2" about 175 lbs with silky blonde hair, blue eyes, big 38DD tits, big hips, and a big ass.

On weekends I and Richard worked alone a lot, and when we did, we usually spent the night joking or talking about his family.

This night at the Christmas party I'd been getting drinks slipped to me all night and I was pretty wasted fairly quickly. I hung out with Richard most of the night and we were both extremely flirtatious.

As the night went on he'd stand closer to me, touch me more often, and a few times he accidentally pressed his crotch against me as people moved around us in the crowded bar.

At the end of the night I was too drunk to drive and Richard offered to drive me home. The whole drive to my place I could feel his eyes on me, he told me how good I looked and told me if he wasn't married I'd be in trouble. I laughed it off and finally we were at my place. He dropped me off and nothing else happened.

After that night I noticed me and Richard would flirt more often, but still just harmless fun.

A few months later we are working the weekend alone, and he's being a lot more aggressive than normal, standing close to me as we talked, blatantly eyeing me up and down, backing me against walls or corners subtly.

I was enjoying the attention, but I knew it was wrong, he's a married man. I finally told him I had a lot to do and should get back to my desk, and that's when he moved in to kiss me. I turned away, and he lost it. He grabbed me by the hair, pulled me over to my desk, he called me a tease, he said I was always flirting and trying to get him worked up only to leave him hanging and he was tired of it.

He had a tight grip on my hair and was calling me a slut as he dragged me to my desk. I had tears in my eyes from the pain, but the moment the word slut left his mouth I felt a pulse between my legs. Was I a slut for flirting with a married man? I know definitely enjoyed it.

Soon as we got to my desk, he cleared it off and shoved me face first against it. I felt the cold top of the desk, pressing against my cheek and whimpered. Richard got behind me held me down with one hand and undid my jeans with the other before violently ripping them down. I wasn't wearing panties and Richard immediately pointed that out.

"No panties at work? I knew you were a slut!" He said.

He slid his hand between my thighs as I struggled to get away. He put a hand on the center of my back and pushed me back down into the desk slightly knocking the wind out of me. I stopped struggling long enough for him to get his hand between my thighs.

"You like this don't you slut?" He spat.

I felt his hand rub against my pussy and I could feel I was wet. This was wrong and I knew I needed to get away, but my body wanted it. It had been a few months since I last had sex and my body was aching for it.

"You're so wet back here slut!" He groaned, "I knew you needed some dick!"

As he said it he slid a finger into my tight pussy. All I could do was whimper and cry as he slowly fingers my pussy in and out. I tried to struggle, but he was so strong and I couldn't help that it felt good.

He slipped another finger into me and I let out an involuntary moan.

"You like that slut?" He asked.

I lowered my head to the desk and I think he mistook it as a nod. He started fingering me faster and faster, his other hand still on my back holding me down against my desk. I struggled as much as I could fighting to stop this, begging him to stop, whimpering, sobbing, and moaning.

I felt an orgasm building up and I tried to fight it, I fought against the feeling between my legs. The way he growled as he fingered me, the rough way he was treating me, his thick fingers sliding in and out of my soaking wet cunt. It was all too much. I couldn't fight it anymore and I felt my body tighten and it happened.

"UUUUUUUUNNNGGGH OOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Escaped my lips as I started to cum.

I came hard and moaned out and bucked against his fingers, and I saw spots as my body tensed and relaxed. The whole time Richard kept fingering my pussy fast and hard.

"That's right slut! Cum for me!" He growled.

He leaned forward and flicked my earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

"You're my bitch now and I'm going to take you!" He whispered.

He nibbled my neck as he pulled away and my body shivered. He pulled his hand away from my drenched pussy only to replace it with his very hard cock. I didn't even realize he had his pants off. He tried to shove his cock completely into me, but even with as wet as I was I was too tight and he said so.

"Damn slut you have a tight pussy!" He grunted, "It's just begging to be stretched."

He kept sliding back and forth forcing more of his cock into me with each thrust.

Thrust

Thrust

Thrust

"You're so fucking tight," He grunted

Thrust

Thrust

Thrust

"So wet! You feel so good!" he moaned

Finally when he was balls deep inside me he paused.

"I knew I was going to fuck you from the moment I saw you slut!" He said.

That's when he started fucking me deep and hard. All I could do was whimper in response. The only sounds in the room were his grunting, my whimpering, the light slapping of our bodies, and the wet squish from between my legs as he used my soaked pussy for his pleasure.

As much as I tried to fight the feelings I couldn't. Richard was huge and his big thick cock was stretching me in a painful yet, pleasurable way and hitting places I'd never felt touched before. I started moaning without realizing it.

"That's right slut I knew you'd like it!" Richard grunted.

"I knew you'd be a great fuck," He said as he thrust into me hard.

"That's right push your ass back into me, I knew you wanted it slut!" He grunted and gripped my hips tight.

That surprised me because I didn't realize I was pushing back. My body was on autopilot and his invading cock was hitting just the right spot. I was panting and moaning he fucked me hard and fast, and I felt another orgasm building, just then Richard grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back sending me over the edge. I let the orgasm hit me.

"Uuuuunhhhh! Oooooh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh god oh fuck!" I moaned and screamed, "I'M CUMMING!!"

Richard used my cunt, slamming his big cock into me as deep as possible. No gentleness, no regard for my pleasure. Just raw animal lust and thrusting. He was using me for his pleasure and I was loving it. He fucked me hard and fast, pumping into me over and over like a beast.

He continued pumping into me for a bit longer before he suddenly pulled out of me, grabbed my hair and forced me to my knees. He fucked my mouth with the same regard as he did my pussy. Hard and fast, not caring about me. Only wanting to cum.

"I'm gonna cum bitch! You better swallow it all!" He growled at me.

Then I felt his cock swell and he flooded my mouth with a huge load of cum and I swallowed it all.

He finally let go of my hair and I collapsed on the floor. He walked away at sat in his desk panting as I lay on the floor crying.

After a few minutes he stood up, grabbed me by my hair again and took me back to my desk. He forced me onto my back. I still struggled, but with no strength left he easily pinned me down and shoved his fat cock into my well used pussy again.

He fucked me hard and fast, grunting and gasping as he did. He lifted my top and tore my bra off.

"I've been dreaming of these big fucking tits and they are even better than I imagined!" He moaned as he squeezed them hard and buried his face in them.

He was sucking and biting my tits and nipples while he brutally pounded my pussy. I was gonna cum again. He sucked hard on my left nipple biting it and pulling back as he did and I exploded, cumming hard all over his cock.

"Uuuuuuuhhhnnn oh god!" Was all I could say.

Richard continued his assault on my wet pussy, fucking me deep and hard for a few more minutes grunting like an animal the whole time.

"I hope you're on the pill bitch!" Richard said as I felt his cum flood my pussy.

As soon as he was done he pulled out of me, stood up, and went to the restroom, leaving me alone on my desk, his cum slowly oozing out of my well fucked cunt.

Once I gathered my senses I went to the restroom as well and cleaned myself up. I was a mess, make up running, tears all over my face, cum dried on the side of my mouth.

I cleaned myself up and walked out. Richard was at his deck working like nothing happened. He looked up at me and smiled, then went back to work. I sat at my desk and did the same.

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merrySMmerrySM6 months ago

Hot story. Kept the action moving.

Rape is rape yes, Yes non consensual sex is rape. But every one has their own vision of what ŕape/non con is especially in erotic fantasy stories.

My non con scenario is non consensual sex that was brought about by coercion, trickery, or authoritatively. (Which was my personal experience. )

No physical violence, no cruelty, no name calling which i abhor in stories and if course horrific in real life.

When people think of rape/non con many think of punching, kicking the victim, using a knife or gun or other violence. Or something in between.

I do not read those type of non cons.

rape_ur_assrape_ur_assalmost 2 years ago

Decent story, maybe predictable but it didn't stop me gettin hard readin it. Findin some these comments a little petty, especially the anonymous ones that criticise but show no signs of doin better...

As for the weight issue... helped the story, described the characters fully, left little to the imagination which for me helped tell a tale. You say it's not fictional in which case I hope the result wasn't too traumatic (certainly didn seem so from your story), but jus fear that a second chapter wouldn't have that same 'honesty' unless you have other similar experiences to pull on - maybe best left as is rather than hash up new stuff that takes it to a fictional background

Dirtynerdychick47Dirtynerdychick47over 2 years agoAuthor

This isn't a fictional rape story. The girl I'm describing in the story is me. This all happened to me. I'm writing these from my memories and sharing them for people to enjoy. I'm not tailoring my memories to build an audience. I'm sharing my experiences through erotica.

AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Having read the other comments -

I don't think that a 175 lb woman would necessarily have 3 chins, but she would be pretty big. Did you (author) have a reason for trying to make a point that a BBW can be desirable? If not, you should just leave out the weight and let people imagine the girl they find desirable. I think more people would enjoy the story if the girl's weight were not an issue.

The character development in the story was pretty good. But I knew where this story was going. There seems to be a formula for many of these non-consensual stories - boy wants girl and takes her forcefully. Girl says no but she gets wet from the excitement, and she cums intensely multiple times during the forced sex. They finish and live happily ever after. The whole formula seems unrealistic. If you're going to write a fictional rape story, how about writing one where the girl doesn't enjoy the rape?

AnonymousAnonymousover 3 years ago
Love it: ***** (5)!

❤. 👍👍.

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