Does anybody else have kinky or pervy experiences from past or current jobs?
For anyone who's never worked overnights, from my experience after 2AM people who are awake tend to get a little horned up. Something about late night lowers inhibitions I guess? For context, the business hotel I worked at was two huge buildings divided by a decently large grass fiend, the first building had the lobby and the front desk office. The front desk office led to the housekeeping laundry room in the back.
I was 18 and he was in his late 30's. I worked overnights and would usually work with a black straight security guard. It was a pretty nice part of town so he didn't really have much to do other than walk around the property with a flashlight. We had a decent friendship where we'd basically just roast each other all night. He'd basically tease me about being gay and I'd tease him about him being a hoe for the ladies. One night we were particularly slow, there had to be no more than 20 people in the nearly 200 room hotel. We ended up hanging out at the desk longer than usual because there wasn't much work to do, he ended up doing his check of the property off schedule. He would usually go at 2 and he didn't go till after 3. Maybe 3:30ish?
Long story short he came back like 20 minutes later with his clothes soaked. Apparently he was walking through the grass field that divided the main property and the back property when the sprinklers turned on. He seemed pretty pissed about it and but after a few minutes we were laughing it off. I suggested to him that he should throw his shirt into one of the housekeeping dryers. This is where stuff got interesting. He basically gave me a saucy look and said "sure." He took off his shirt and started to unbuckle his belt. Without even thinking I started staring at his crotch and he stopped and laughed at me a little and said "you wish" as he cupped his package in his pants through his work slacks.
This made me blush because my horny late night brain didn't even process that it could be a prank, I was already imagining a hairy hard cock bulging through wet boxers. I called him a dick and we laughed it off. I jokingly said something along the lines of "I won't tell anyone if you need to dry those too" in reference to his pants. That was a little crass on my part because by this point I was certain he knew I wanted him. We laughed it off again and I headed up to the front to work on some paperwork while he sat in the office shirtless. By this point my cock was hard as a diamond and I was trying to hide it.
After like 20 minutes of focusing on billing to bring my boner down I heard the dryer lid bang close. I figured that meant his shirt was done and I wouldn't pop wood again from the sight of his hairy defined chest. I walked back there and he was just sitting in the swivel chair on his phone wearing just compression boxer briefs and socks. His hand was on his crotch massaging it. He looked up at me and I knew what he wanted me to do. he slid the chair back and patted his thigh. I got on my knees and took over the crotch massage. I felt his cock swell in my hand until I couldn't hold myself back. I pulled it out and it sprung out hard, thick, long, and hairy. I was in heaven. I kissed it and slowly started to work it in my mouth. He grabbed me by the head and started pushing it deeper down my throat. I felt small tears start to run down my face that increased and matched the pace he was pulling me down onto his cock. I couldn't breathe but I didn't want to, I just wanted his cock down my throat.
This went on for a while to the point where my throat was relaxed and he was using my mouth to edge himself. The entire time I was working my clothes off, undoing my tie, unbuttoning my shirt, etc. I'd only ever bottomed twice but all I could think about was him sliding his monster cock into my tight hole. I got up and basically ripped my clothes off and dropped my pants to my ankles.
Fortunately, I was a horny 18 year old and had worn a red thong to work. (I would be lying if I said it wasn't in prep for the fantasy of taking the security guards cock!) It wasn't a fantasy anymore though, I bent over and put my chest on the desk and felt him slap my ass hard. It echoed loudly and I held in a whimper. I felt him spit on my hole and work a finger in, I moaned a little bit. He pulled my hair and said "if you wanna take this dick you've gotta shut up."
My cock had never been harder, I've never felt more dominated to this day. I relaxed a little while he worked in a second and third finger. My body was shaking in anticipation for his thick rod. I felt the head slide in and I saw fireworks. His raw cock was warm and throbbing. In that moment I didn't care about anything else. Worries of a businessman coming up to the desk for help crossed my mind but the worries dropped when I felt his low hanging ballsack gently push against my taint. He was balls deep, and I didn't care if the owner himself walked in, I was milking that cock until my hole was loose and dripping regardless of if we were caught. I was ready to loose my job in exchange for his load.
He slowly picked up speed while holding his hand over my mouth tighter and tighter. He was going balls deep with every thrust and I fought harder and harder to not let out moans of pain and pleasure as he wrecked my hungry hole. He took the briefs off his ankles and told me to get on my back. Like a soldier, I followed instructions and laid on my back on the desk, holding my legs back onto my chest. He shoved his damp briefs into my mouth and snapped my thong strap on my abused hole and I let out a muffled yelp.
So there I was, wearing nothing but dress socks and a thong, laying on my back begging him with my eyes for more abuse. By now, he was only wearing socks. My cock was barely being held back by the soft red fabric of my thong. He slid in again, this time rough from the get-go pulling it out all the way and gong balls deep with every thrust. I briefly tried touching my cock but he took my hands off and placed them on my ass to spread it for him. I felt him go deeper. A steady stream of tears was running down the sides of my face as he fucked me hard enough to rock the back office desk. He kept drilling me like a jackhammer. I didn't know how long it'd been. I was starting to get nervous that the morning front desk guy would show up to the a scene that looked straight out of a porno. The waves of anxiety over getting caught would come and go in fast intervals as he thrusted. When he would slide out I'd get nervous about getting caught and by the time he was balls deep again I'd fantasize about moving to one of the giant sectionals in the middle of the lobby so all the businessmen could enjoy the sight of my loose beat up otter ass. He wasn't letting me touch myself so I spiraled deeper into my animalistic need for cum. I started pushing my ass into his cock on his thrust in and the loud slap of his balls on my ass was loud. Loud enough to be heard in the lobby, I'm certain. The feeling of being about to get caught pushed me over the edge and I felt my abdomen start to tense up as waves of euphoric tingles bolted through my body like electricity. I was cumming. A big pool of cum coated my thong and began to leak onto my stomach. He let out a small growl and began pumping even harder. I felt like a fleshlight. I felt his cock start to throb inside me and felt his it pump what felt like 5 ropes of cum into me. I let out a muffled moan.
He slapped my ass one last time and said "put some clothes on, it's 6:30." We'd been fucking for hours and it felt like minutes. I had a half an hour to finish my shift duties before the next guy came in. When he came in I basically bolted out the door because I could feel my crotch coated in cum and my hole dripping. It was a good shift.
We hooked up a few more times and I'd be happy to share. This happened a few years ago but I jerk off and fuck myself with a dildo routinely thinking about that night. I Just figured I'd throw my experience in the ring since I was the one asking
For anyone who's never worked overnights, from my experience after 2AM people who are awake tend to get a little horned up. Something about late night lowers inhibitions I guess? For context, the business hotel I worked at was two huge buildings divided by a decently large grass fiend, the first building had the lobby and the front desk office. The front desk office led to the housekeeping laundry room in the back.
I was 18 and he was in his late 30's. I worked overnights and would usually work with a black straight security guard. It was a pretty nice part of town so he didn't really have much to do other than walk around the property with a flashlight. We had a decent friendship where we'd basically just roast each other all night. He'd basically tease me about being gay and I'd tease him about him being a hoe for the ladies. One night we were particularly slow, there had to be no more than 20 people in the nearly 200 room hotel. We ended up hanging out at the desk longer than usual because there wasn't much work to do, he ended up doing his check of the property off schedule. He would usually go at 2 and he didn't go till after 3. Maybe 3:30ish?
Long story short he came back like 20 minutes later with his clothes soaked. Apparently he was walking through the grass field that divided the main property and the back property when the sprinklers turned on. He seemed pretty pissed about it and but after a few minutes we were laughing it off. I suggested to him that he should throw his shirt into one of the housekeeping dryers. This is where stuff got interesting. He basically gave me a saucy look and said "sure." He took off his shirt and started to unbuckle his belt. Without even thinking I started staring at his crotch and he stopped and laughed at me a little and said "you wish" as he cupped his package in his pants through his work slacks.
This made me blush because my horny late night brain didn't even process that it could be a prank, I was already imagining a hairy hard cock bulging through wet boxers. I called him a dick and we laughed it off. I jokingly said something along the lines of "I won't tell anyone if you need to dry those too" in reference to his pants. That was a little crass on my part because by this point I was certain he knew I wanted him. We laughed it off again and I headed up to the front to work on some paperwork while he sat in the office shirtless. By this point my cock was hard as a diamond and I was trying to hide it.
After like 20 minutes of focusing on billing to bring my boner down I heard the dryer lid bang close. I figured that meant his shirt was done and I wouldn't pop wood again from the sight of his hairy defined chest. I walked back there and he was just sitting in the swivel chair on his phone wearing just compression boxer briefs and socks. His hand was on his crotch massaging it. He looked up at me and I knew what he wanted me to do. he slid the chair back and patted his thigh. I got on my knees and took over the crotch massage. I felt his cock swell in my hand until I couldn't hold myself back. I pulled it out and it sprung out hard, thick, long, and hairy. I was in heaven. I kissed it and slowly started to work it in my mouth. He grabbed me by the head and started pushing it deeper down my throat. I felt small tears start to run down my face that increased and matched the pace he was pulling me down onto his cock. I couldn't breathe but I didn't want to, I just wanted his cock down my throat.
This went on for a while to the point where my throat was relaxed and he was using my mouth to edge himself. The entire time I was working my clothes off, undoing my tie, unbuttoning my shirt, etc. I'd only ever bottomed twice but all I could think about was him sliding his monster cock into my tight hole. I got up and basically ripped my clothes off and dropped my pants to my ankles.
Fortunately, I was a horny 18 year old and had worn a red thong to work. (I would be lying if I said it wasn't in prep for the fantasy of taking the security guards cock!) It wasn't a fantasy anymore though, I bent over and put my chest on the desk and felt him slap my ass hard. It echoed loudly and I held in a whimper. I felt him spit on my hole and work a finger in, I moaned a little bit. He pulled my hair and said "if you wanna take this dick you've gotta shut up."
My cock had never been harder, I've never felt more dominated to this day. I relaxed a little while he worked in a second and third finger. My body was shaking in anticipation for his thick rod. I felt the head slide in and I saw fireworks. His raw cock was warm and throbbing. In that moment I didn't care about anything else. Worries of a businessman coming up to the desk for help crossed my mind but the worries dropped when I felt his low hanging ballsack gently push against my taint. He was balls deep, and I didn't care if the owner himself walked in, I was milking that cock until my hole was loose and dripping regardless of if we were caught. I was ready to loose my job in exchange for his load.
He slowly picked up speed while holding his hand over my mouth tighter and tighter. He was going balls deep with every thrust and I fought harder and harder to not let out moans of pain and pleasure as he wrecked my hungry hole. He took the briefs off his ankles and told me to get on my back. Like a soldier, I followed instructions and laid on my back on the desk, holding my legs back onto my chest. He shoved his damp briefs into my mouth and snapped my thong strap on my abused hole and I let out a muffled yelp.
So there I was, wearing nothing but dress socks and a thong, laying on my back begging him with my eyes for more abuse. By now, he was only wearing socks. My cock was barely being held back by the soft red fabric of my thong. He slid in again, this time rough from the get-go pulling it out all the way and gong balls deep with every thrust. I briefly tried touching my cock but he took my hands off and placed them on my ass to spread it for him. I felt him go deeper. A steady stream of tears was running down the sides of my face as he fucked me hard enough to rock the back office desk. He kept drilling me like a jackhammer. I didn't know how long it'd been. I was starting to get nervous that the morning front desk guy would show up to the a scene that looked straight out of a porno. The waves of anxiety over getting caught would come and go in fast intervals as he thrusted. When he would slide out I'd get nervous about getting caught and by the time he was balls deep again I'd fantasize about moving to one of the giant sectionals in the middle of the lobby so all the businessmen could enjoy the sight of my loose beat up otter ass. He wasn't letting me touch myself so I spiraled deeper into my animalistic need for cum. I started pushing my ass into his cock on his thrust in and the loud slap of his balls on my ass was loud. Loud enough to be heard in the lobby, I'm certain. The feeling of being about to get caught pushed me over the edge and I felt my abdomen start to tense up as waves of euphoric tingles bolted through my body like electricity. I was cumming. A big pool of cum coated my thong and began to leak onto my stomach. He let out a small growl and began pumping even harder. I felt like a fleshlight. I felt his cock start to throb inside me and felt his it pump what felt like 5 ropes of cum into me. I let out a muffled moan.
He slapped my ass one last time and said "put some clothes on, it's 6:30." We'd been fucking for hours and it felt like minutes. I had a half an hour to finish my shift duties before the next guy came in. When he came in I basically bolted out the door because I could feel my crotch coated in cum and my hole dripping. It was a good shift.
We hooked up a few more times and I'd be happy to share. This happened a few years ago but I jerk off and fuck myself with a dildo routinely thinking about that night. I Just figured I'd throw my experience in the ring since I was the one asking
