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AN OFFICE AFFAIR

PART FIVE

We needed to eat, we needed to take a few moments where we weren’t having sex or preparing for sex.
“I’ve said it before, but this is scary… I’ve never had sex… quite like this,” said Nina, a warm throb in her voice. “I mean, I’ve done all that stuff before… though not necessarily in the same order… but it’s… it’s never felt so… well… good… I mean inside… oh crap… in my… my soul, is what I mean.”
I took Nina’s hand as she spoke, and rubbed her fingers gently.
“It all fits, doesn’t it? Like a jigsaw you’ve had all the pieces to for ages, but one, the one that completes the picture.”
“Mmmm… the way you fit into me…” Purred Nina, bringing it back to sex, but for all the right reasons. “Strictly speaking, there are a couple more bits of the jigsaw still missing, though I think I can see the whole picture now…”
“Missing? What’s that?” I asked, slightly alarmed. I was in such a delicious haze of happiness that any hint of dissatisfaction concerned me.
“You haven’t fisted my ass… and I haven’t fisted yours.” Her eyes looked into mine, candidly, searching for repulsion, fear, or shock. She found only the latter. I blushed scarlet. It wasn’t the fisting of her ass that made me blush; it was the intimation that she wanted to fist mine!

I lifted her hand to my lips and kissed it to cover my confusion. I looked at that hand… average size, strong fingers, short nails… I moaned as I suddenly had the image of her hand entering my body through the back door. I had never dared confess this desire to any woman for fear of rejection and disgust. I had always wanted to know, to feel what they felt, or at least, in its masculine version. That was why I had hung on to the rubber fist, to the dildos and butt-plugs. They weren’t just for my girlfriends.

An overwhelming wave of emotion made me sob in my throat. I took Nina in my arms.
“Is it too soon to say that I love you?” I husked.
“Not even by a second…” Nina whispered, and our mouths met in a true lovers kiss.

“How did you guess that I want to try it too?” I asked, a while later.
“The kind of man you are… I can tell that you’re in touch with your feminine side… the way you used your fist inside me told me that you’re thinking of how it feels for me, not just for you. You’re thinking of where your fist really is, what it is really doing… Not just ramming it in to satisfy some violent male dominant urge. And if thinking that way gives you pleasure, the next step is natural, really. But of course you have just the one option of where a woman’s fist would go. I’m the lucky one… and as I’ve been prepared, and so wonderfully warmed up by your lovely cock, I think, in a little while… I’d like you to be… the very first man to fist my arse!”

“But I thought…”
“You thought I would’ve done that already… well, I’ve fisted my own arse often enough, and… well…” I sensed she was holding something back, but didn’t press her on it, “but I’ve never trusted a man… or met a man I could trust… to do it. It’s not something you just do on the spur of the moment, with any old lover. I mean nor is the other fisting, but I feel more in control of that.”
“I think I understand you.” I said, so pleased that Nina could express herself to me in this way.

We finished snacking on the deli I had luckily had in the fridge, and I rolled us another spliff while Nina cleared the debris, and returning, snuggled down against me on the sofa. We were still naked, and Nina had had another quick shower to wash away the crusted cum.

After the better part of a year with only my hand and the toys for sexual relief, having a real live, vibrant sexy woman in closest proximity was like a complete aphrodisiac. Just seeing the way Nina’s legs shifted, exposing her dark pubic triangle, the way her breasts swung, lolled, and bobbed… was enough to send a third wave of blood flooding into my groin. Nina was my ultimate playground, the perfect expression of my kinkiest desires. Whatever uncertainties the future might hold, I would remember this night, when everything came together, when everything… as Nina said… fitted.

END OF PART FIVE

I had to write this conclusion to 'An Office Affair' - hope you like it!


AN OFFICE AFFAIR

PART SEVEN


My life changed dramatically with Nina installed as my lover and soul-mate. We had to adjust to each other’s personalities, to our every-day selves. Though working together had helped us to become acquainted, we had not exactly been friends before we became lovers. Some of that sparring and antagonism remained, but not in a negative way, in fact it soon added another layer to our burgeoning sex-life.

The sense of freedom that came with this relationship was almost bewildering. There was no longer any need to conceal desires, to subtly insinuate that one might enjoy trying certain acts, to steer, coerce and persuade, while praying that if one actually did get as far as enacting those desires, there would be mutual pleasure. With Nina, at last, I could be completely honest about sex and know that she would at worst be interested, but never disgusted. She was equally honest with me, and though I found it shocking at times, it was gloriously refreshing. Soon we found that we could actively encourage each other to express ourselves sexually; even, to some extent, in public, when we joined and attended fetish clubs (London is good for that!). However, it was at home, at the weekends we came to treasure that we experimented most.

It was a couple of weeks before Nina achieved one of her greatest desires – mine too, but I had been so greedy for her she hadn’t had the chance – to fist my arse. I knew from my solo experiments what the physical challenges were, and I relished them, but what I hadn’t expected was the emotions it aroused in me. Was I prepared to surrender myself so completely to a lover/ To be so utterly vulnerable? I had dabbled on the fringes of S&M with a couple of girlfriends, and knew that I wasn’t exactly a control freak or a full-on Dom, but Dom was my inclination just as much as it soon became apparent that Sub was Nina’s. When I actually asked her on that Friday night a month into our relationship, to fist me, we both found ourselves in tears, clinging together in a weird but wonderful sort of happiness. A psychological barrier had been breached, but would we still be as happy afterwards?

The following afternoon we spread out the latex sheet on the bed – a ritual that always made me hard and Nina wet – and laid out a selection of toys and lube. The only addition to when I had first fisted Nina at home was a bottle of Poppers. We had discussed using Poppers during our second weekend. I had encountered them in clubs back in the 1990’s, and wasn’t that enamoured. Nina had used them more recently, in similar circumstances, but also for sex. It turned out she had been a bit of a club babe and dabbled in the more popular Class A’s – mainly Ecstasy and Coke, through her Uni days and until a couple of years before we met. A boyfriend had introduced her to Poppers when they started having anal sex, and it was an acquaintanceship with  the drug she had continued occasionally, especially for larger penetrations. She confessed that she’d almost asked if I had any before I fisted her arse, bit in the end was very pleased that out lust alone had fuelled her that first time.

“You’ll probably be glad of a couple of sniffs at the vital moment,” she advised me, and blushed as she took a small brown bottle from her handbag and placed it on the bedside cabinet. “I bought them yesterday… I was hoping it would be this weekend, am I psychic, or what?”

I grinned at her; enjoying her blushes. She had a habit of surprising me, as I did her. We agreed that we had never been with anyone so closely tuned to each other’s thoughts. It was almost scary sometimes. She took one of the spliffs I had rolled in readiness, and lit it, her vivid blue eyes narrowed, trying to read me as she took a deep toke. My heart pounded. We had begun, where would we end?

Caressing each other quietly, we smoked the joint until we were floating nicely and feeling very sensual. Nina’s fingertips caressed my belly, sending delicious shivers through me. Then she dipped two fingers into her cunt and took the wetness to the tip of my cock, making me groan and lift towards her. I reached for her.

“Uh uh… not yet… I’m treating you today…” she murmured, dipping to lick the glans she had just moistened so naughtily.
I stretched luxuriously, enraptured by my lover. A dance mix CD was playing quietly, and the sound of Nina sucking my cock added a new rhythm to the music. After a couple of minutes, She pressed my thighs apart, making me spread wide. I felt so vulnerable, but so utterly ready, and then, as she continued to sweetly suck me,  her fingers began to toy with my just enema’ed and lubed up anus. I whimpered, and tears leaked from my eyes, as I believed at last. I tried to breathe evenly, to relax as much as possible. I was tight though, and nervous. Nina reached for a slim vibrator, slicked some Pjur onto it, and switched it on, teasing it round my reluctant sphincter. My cock twitched as the strong vibrations rose through my groin. My anus began to pout, and the vibrator slid in smoothly. Pre-cum dribbled from my cock head. Nina licked it up and took me back into her warm, loving mouth.

I began to relax properly, to trust her, and drifted into a delicious stoned dream-like state. The slim vibrator was replaced with a thicker brother. Nina pressed it deep, keeping the vibrations low so as not to over-excite me. I felt the shaft slide to the back of my bowels and quivered; the hunger for more, bigger, deeper awoke, stoking my desire with rocket fuel. Nina felt the change, and quickly moved on to one of the big dildoes. Before she fucked me with it, she raised my arse on a firm cushion, and made me spread my legs as wide as I could. I felt the big head of the shaft stretching my entrance, and I wanted it, I wanted it to spread my arse, to fill me up. I had done this to myself a few times, never had a woman do it for me. It was sublime to give in, to let her push into me with that monster, to feel it press my prostate, making my cock leak more, though the anal pleasure was becoming too intense for my cock to stay hard.

“Oh fuck that’s good!” I exclaimed as the dildo popped in, and my arse began to milk it deeper… so big… so firm… and soon it would be something else… I played with my semi-hard cock, delicious sensations running through my groin as the dildo passed over my prostate and then it cruised deeper, Nina pushing, her arm muscles tightening, her look of concentration intensifying as I groaned and twisted my torso back and forth to encourage the dildo to penetrate deeper. It felt stupendous, it was as much as I had ever done for myself, and to my joy, any discomfort was forgotten in the thrill and satisfaction of taking something so large.

Nina seemed to know exactly what she was doing, and my trust in her deepened with every minute. After a brief session of fucking with the big dildo, she began to withdraw it. I started to protest.

“No Alan, not more not this time, that was just the appetiser… I want to save you for the main course.”
“You mean…?”
“Yes, it’s time… time for me to fist you my darling.”
“Oh god…”

She handed me the bottle of poppers.
“I think you’ll know when to take a sniff,” she said, smiling. “you’re nice and open now, but if it gets too tight and you want to go on… then do it. But if it begins to hurt in a bad way, stop me straight away.”
I had the feeling this was not the first time she had given someone these kind of instructions.

She squirted Pjur anal lube straight into my sphincter, and then covered her left hand with it. Yes, Nina was left-handed, like me. She looked into my eyes, questioning me with her gaze, allowing me to stop her if I chose. That was not my choice. I nodded, and held my legs back so that my arsehole was totally exposed and pouting, wanting her so very much.

“I love you,” I whispered hoarsely as she slid the first to fingers into me.
It was easy for a while a she added her third finger, then the fourth, and I opened effortlessly to her gentle but firm thrusts and caresses. I felt her forcing her fingers apart, and the stretch made me moan, a little pain played at the rim, but it was still good pain, to be savoured and enjoyed.

“Here we go,” said Nina huskily, and I guessed that she was making a duck’s bill, thumb tucked in.
This time when she pushed I really felt the size of it, the stretch of my anus the straining of muscles as I fought to keep them relaxed. I was tight, too tight, but I wanted her inside me more than life itself. Suddenly I remembered the bottle in my hand, and shakily, hurriedly loosed the cap.
“That’s right Alan, now is the time,” Nina confirmed as I took a deep sniff of the drug into each nostril, the re-capped the bottle.

My heart began to pound, a rush of sensation crashed through me, a maelstrom that at the same time had a profound effect on my anal muscles, which softened, became sensual, and a voluptuous sense of wanting, of needing to be filled, to be opened and filled with my lover’s fist overwhelmed me.
My arse moved, I seemed to shudder deep inside my soul, and between my legs the most astonishing pressure, the crest of pain and pleasure became exquisite I wailed out my astonishment, my bliss, as Nina’s hand squeezed past the tight noose, through my rectum, and into my bowels.

“OHHHHH MYYY GOOOOODDDD!!!” I cried, jolting, quivering gasping and almost speechless at the same time.

The Poppers wore off quickly, and left me panting, smiling, crying, with Nina’s beloved hand inside me, moving slowly, quietly, learning my arse as I had learned hers a few weeks before.

I felt wetness on my belly and realised that in the midst of it all I had spurted a mess of pre-cum through my still only semi-hard cock. Looking straight into my eyes, Nina leaned forward and licked it up. I stroked her head, barely believing what had become reality. After all those years of wondering, I was now filled with wonder at the feeling of being fisted. And I was being fisted by the woman I loved.

After a minute or so it began to hurt, and I grimaced.
“Try a couple more sniffs,” said Nina, seeing my discomfort, feeling me tighten on her hand.
I did just that, and heaven opened up to me once more. I distinctly felt her fingers folding, forming a fist, and then beginning the strokes, the primal rhythm of fucking. I rose with it, feeling higher and higher, as if I was on some other drug than just grass and the brief rushing kick of the Poppers. I recognised it though, because it was what Nina felt, what I made her feel when I fisted her. It was a revelation, a taste of nirvana. I stared at her, I stared at her arm, moving, slowly, in time with the music. I was in the zone, on another plane.

Inside me, I felt lush now, voluptuous, I could stretch myself, my limbs, and still feel so very good.
“Is it what you expected?” Nina asked me.
“So much better than that!” I exclaimed.
She laughed.
“I always knew you’d be a slut!”
“Look who’s talking!” I laughed back, and the movements in my belly felt so weird I had to stop.
“I wonder if I can make you come…” she mused, and reached for my cock with her free hand.

The softness began to harden as she slicked my foreskin back and lashed the tip with her tongue. Her fist never stopped moving, thrusting, feeding my hunger, I was rising again, higher, soaring sensations a slight tightness caused by my hardening cock soon forgotten as I took another sniff, and gave myself to Nina. I had never abandoned myself so completely to anyone before. My cock was alive, a beast that needed to be satisfied that needed to crown the act of love between us in the only way it knew. The sensation of it became one with those of the fist inside me, my whole body glowed within. Nina wanked me faster, fucked me harder, I felt the terminal thrills of pre-orgasm, I let myself rise with it, like bubbling champagne trying to force its way past the cork.
“Now sniff those fucking Poppers and COME for me!!” Nina snarled.
SSSSSNNNNIFFFF…. SNIFFFF!!!
 I obeyed her. She was my Mistress.

My world shattered into infinite shards, it was transcendent, the second I came, my eyes were locked on Nina’s, the azure blue blaze of her desire, of her love, triggered the sperm at last. I clenched helpless upon her fist as spurt after spurt rocketed from my cock, skywards, showering us both in its hot salty flume as it descended. She fucked spasm after spasm out of my bursting balls until I knew I had never come so much or so hard in my entire life.

I fell back at last, stunned, pole-axed. Beyond words. Very slowly, as sensually as she had entered me, Nina withdrew her fist from my arse. The entire thing had only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like I had been on a lifelong journey.
“There’s never another first time… but if it can be as good as that obviously was for you, you’ll end up as addicted to it as I am!” said Nina, presciently.
My vision was still flickering, I was shaking, a little hysterical. Nina took me in her arms.
“Now I know for sure that you are the man for me,” she said, silencing my reply with her lips.


END

Another K+ from me,  Thank you for some great writing.

This looks ALOT like this story??

http://www.literotica.com/s/an-office-affair-1

unless the same person wrote and posted this???

Same author indeed - when I first posted this to literotica I wasn't a member of this forum. I've posted a couple of my stories to literotica and several to storiesonline as 'The Smiths' or 'Story Smiths' - some were co-written with my lovely wife, all feature fisting.

cheers,
ubiquit2s

What a beautiful story and storyline.

The idea that someone in our day to day life, be it work, social or friends, has the same mindset as us and that somehow they find out about each other, before embarking on a voyage of discovery together, is very horny indeed.

I have always kept an eye out for such an 'accomplice' without success, although I have a suspicion that a female I know is actually a poster
on this Forum.....perhaps I should offer her a job!

PLEASE!!  Tell me there's more??