u/CookiePie9889

Looking for real stories from bi pervs who managed to connect with someone from their own workplace through Reddit.
I’ve been dying to know if anyone’s actually done the mutual-jerk thing with a colleague-perv while swapping the nastiest thoughts about the office meat.
Like sitting there stroking (or fingering) together while describing:
• The deep hip folds on those thick aunties when they bend over in tight skirts
• The sweaty, hairy armpits that flash every time some bitch adjusts her top or stretches in a sleeveless suit
• Those heavy, mature bodies packed into formal wear that you just want to bury your face in
• And the petite young ones… the tight little throats you’d love to wreck, imagining them freshly used and gagging while you both talk about how hard you’d throat-fuck them
All the filthy, bi, obsessive details — rating every body, fantasizing about using them, describing exactly how you’d ruin them while you both edge and leak.
Anyone actually pulled this off with someone from the same job? How did you find each other without blowing up your real lives? And if you did the mutual-jerk + detailed body-talk about the coworkers… how depraved did it get?

I’ve turned into a full-blown horny perv who just wants to be touched. The second I see a hot trans woman something in me flips aggressive and I want to drop to my knees and stay there. I’d be her soft little cookie-pie slave without a second thought. I want to date one, love her hard, and suck the soul straight out of her third leg every chance I get.

Past 3 nights I’ve been smoking OG and drowning in desi hardcore. Some of those scenes just won’t leave my head.
Now I’m at the office and every fuckable cunt I see whether it be young ones, aunties, milfs, all of them makes my cock twitch. I keep replaying those clips and imagining pinning them down, stretching them open, and doing exactly the same filthy shit to them right here.

Into big cocks and mutual sucking , frotting