Snow Day Jackin? And More

I woke up a little earlier than usual. My cock was in a granite-like state and my balls felt really full - I’d had a long edging JO session the night before and fallen asleep before I could blow one of my big, wet loads. I got up, cock bobbing as I walked (I always slept nude, alone or not) and made coffee. Through the living room window of my North Van apartment, I noticed it was snowing like crazy and had been for awhile as the streets and sidewalks were deeply covered. Now, in those days a decent dump of snow was pretty much guaranteed to shut down the Lower Mainland - nobody had snow tires, few people had a clue how to drive in the white stuff, and there were very few snow ploughs (why waste money on them when it rarely snowed that much?). I turned on the radio news and it was confirmed that it was utter chaos out there. Since I was only a few blocks from the cross-harbour ferry terminal and the office was only a few blocks from the terminal on the other side, I felt obligated to go in. But there was something I had to take care of first.

I grabbed some hand lotion and a trusty/crusty cumwipe and sat down on my living room couch. Taking in the great view, I jacked slowly to memories of my slutty, horny girlfriend Laurie. I lubed up my shaft and the combination of lotion and pre-cum soon had me ready to blow. I imagined Laurie sitting on my cock and feeding a massive hard nipple into my mouth. I backed off from orgasm a few times but finally lost it. Squeezing my balls I spurted several thick, warm ropes of jizz. I actually shot a lot on my own face and moaned in satisfaction as the rest of ejaculation coated my hairy chest. What a great start to the day!

I showered and got dressed and left for work. The ferry sailed with maybe a quarter of the usual load, we got to the other side, and I walked the few blocks to the office. When I got there, there was only a few dozen people who’d made it in compared to the usual couple of hundred. I decided to catch up on some boring accounting and order co-ordination. Usually, I got someone in the accounting department to send me up the stuff, but decided to walk down there myself and do the work while enjoying the harbour vista with a hot coffee.

There was only a couple of people in the department that day and I sat in one of the spare desks and got to it. I was only a few desks over from a young woman named Nancy. She was quite plain, married and rather quiet, but she had a pretty decent body going on under her conservative clothing. I found myself getting aroused and gave my cock a few surreptitious squeezes over my suit pants as I fantasized off and on about bending Nancy over a desk and fucking her brains out while she moaned and begged for more dick.

It neared lunchtime and Nancy took out a book and a bagged lunch. After a bit, she took out a large banana and partially peeled it. To my surprise she basically started to perform fellatio on it. I watched with somewhat averted eyes as she bobbed her head up and down on the fruit, licking it from time to time while she kept reading her romantic novel. It didn’t take long before I started to daydream about this big-boobed, mousy woman giving me a blowjob.

My cock was by now throbbing hard and as discreetly as possible I got out from the desk I was using and walked into a bathroom, my pants totally tented by my hard-on. I got into a cubicle and took off my pants, hanging them from a hook on the back of the door. I began to slowly stroke my thick, curved cock and caressed my tightly drawn-up balls. Yet again, I got pre-cum happening and skilfully lubricated my cut cockhead. I’ve always loved the sight of my meat getting enveloped and released by my stroking fist and held the view as I patiently masturbated, imagining Nancy throating my penis while I held the back of her head. I felt a cumshot working its way out from the depths of my asshole. I managed to stand and, panting heavily, I spurted powerfully against the cubicle wall. My cum was still thick and white despite having shot off a few hours ago and I made a righteous mess. I milked the last few drops into the toilet bowl and wiped off my cock and hands. I put my pants back on and left the bathroom, deciding to leave my jizz dripping down the cubicle wall.

I went back to the desk in the accounting department and gathered my stuff to return to my office. Nancy was gone from her desk and so was her book. As I moved to leave, she kind of rushed back in, breathless and her face a bit flushed. I could make out nipple erections under her shirt. Had she just jilled off herself? Only her and her finger would know for sure, but we both smiled as we caught each other’s eyes and I left.

I got back to my own desk and was able to work undisturbed for a half hour or so. My cock was still kind of ropy as I periodically reflected on the masturbation adventures of my day. Eventually, the woman who sat in the desk behind mine wandered in. Margo was a quite large woman, not obese but getting there and her tits were spectacular. We bantered a bit - she was notorious for her ribald bragging about how she got fucked by her husband’s big dick. She used to tease me sometimes when I came back to my desk after a quick jackoff session in a can cubicle, claiming she could smell the remains of my cum. She asked me to come to her desk and check out a report she’d just completed. As I bent down a bit, I noticed some of her shirt buttons were undone and her glorious breasts were pretty much in full view. I could even make out some big, brown aureoles and my cock went boner again as she got up to meet with the executive awaiting her report.

I needed to take care of yet another shaft-throbber and decided to go to bathroom to do the dirty deed. One of Margo’s desk drawers was somewhat ajar and I noticed some vaginal lube sitting there. I took this to be a sign from god and snatched up the tube before I casually walked to the can through the near-empty halls of the office. In the cubicle, I again removed my suit trousers and this time decided to jack off standing up. I greased my shaft with Margo’s lube and started to jerk away. I instinctively realized I’d probably need a lot of stimulation to get another nut and worked my cock quite hard. I stared at my cockhead while mentally visualizing Margo’s immense, warm boobs squeezed around my dick as I humped away. After a couple of minutes I came again - I watched a watery spurt or two and then the rest of the cumload flowed down my shaft and onto my pumping fist. I milked out the voluptuous sensations of pleasure and was actually weak-kneed as I recovered, cleaned the cubicle and my body and got dressed.

By now the day was pretty much shot, so I decided to fuck off for the day. Margo was back at her desk, so I handed her the lube tube. She put it back in her desk drawer without comment. I put on my jacket and split. On the way back to the harbour ferry I passed a scuzzy beer parlour and decided on a whim to check out the strippers. I nursed a beer through a “show” by a very athletic, small-titted young woman who was very enthusiastic about displaying her hairy, wet cunt to the customers. I got hard again and was struck by an inspiration. My girlfriend Laurie lived eight or so blocks away, so I phoned her place to see if she was up to visit from her favourite horndog. She was and invited me over, after informing me she’d been rubbing off when the phone rang.

I got to the apartment in 15 or 20 minutes and Laurie buzzed me in. When she opened the door, she took my hand and led me to the living room couch. She took off her lounger top and skirt while I peeled myself, cock fully erect again. I bent down and had a wonderful suck on the hard nipples capping her big tits. She pulled my head away, said “Do me this way,” and got down on her hands and knees. I knelt behind her, notched my cock to her wet hole and sank it in balls deep. She gave a sensual groan and I began pounding away at her snatch. I’d drained my tank several times that day so I was able to vigorously thrust for a long time as her boobs bounced wildly from the force of our fucking. Laurie reached back and grabbed my balls. I came again, the sensation a bit reduced but the squirt off still feeling respectable. 

We fell to her carpeted floor and relaxed a bit. I proudly noticed my cum leaking out between her pussy lips and incredibly got more or less hard again. I got up and led her into her bedroom, where she sat on the edge of her bed. I stood in front of her and she ingested my my sore meat, getting me to full bone. I dropped to my knees and dove into her sparsely-haired snatch despite her protests (Laurie was always self-conscious of her vaginal aroma - I liked it just fine!). I whacked away on my cock as I hungrily devoured Laurie’s clit and labia and got my face drenched with our juices. She grunted and humped out an orgasm against my tongue.

I pushed her chubby thighs right back and mounted up in missionary position. I fucked her frantically for a few minutes as Laurie moaned. I realized there was no way I’d get enough friction in her cunt to cum again so pulled out and jacked my cock feverishly fast in front of her. She manoeuvred into a different position and sucked on my balls. That put me over the top and I was able to release a few pretty much clear drops of cum. We watched TV for a bit and crashed.

The next day the city had pretty much recovered from the snowstorm and I walked into work wearing an extra suit I had stashed at Laurie’s place. Margo was already in and told me she’d left a present in my main desk drawer. I looked and there was unopened bottle of the same brand of lube that I’d borrowed from Margo to masturbate with the day before. However, my cock and balls were too sore to make use of it that particular day.