Alone at Work
Copyright© 2025 by DirtyNerdyChick
Chapter 25
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 25 - Mariah, a 19-year-old female office worker, is raped at work by an older married male. She doesn't report it, rather, something inside her grows and festers until she discovers that she likes rough/forced sex. Calling herself a slut, she gets taken by Richard again and again, even when she starts dating Jon. She needs Richard's abuse. Does she break away in the end and have a life with Jon? Go check out the Bookapy page for 15 reader's comments!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction True Story Workplace Humiliation Rough Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
“I’m so sorry Mariah,” Jon said as we got away from the crowds, “I totally understand if you don’t want to see me again.”
“Please don’t feel bad,” I said smiling at him. “I am just as much to blame for what happened.”
Jon smiled a little at that and we held hands walking back to his car. When we got there, he walked around to open the passenger door for me. I thanked him and got in. We drove back to my apartment in awkward silence. When we arrived, he got out and opened my door for me again.
“Do you mind walking me to my door?” I asked sweetly.
“Not at all,” he replied happily.
He took my hand and we walked up the steps to my front door. We stood there in another awkward silence for a moment. I could tell he wasn’t sure what to do, but then again neither did I.
“Do you want to come in?” I asked breaking the silence as I opened my front door.
“I don’t know,” he replied shyly. “Are you sure I haven’t disappointed you enough?”
Without another word I took his hand and pulled him into my apartment. As soon as the door closed, I kissed him. He hesitated a moment before kissing me back. Jon wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight against his body as we made out.
Breaking the kiss, I gasped and moved toward my sofa. We sat down and resumed kissing. I took his hand and placed it on my right tit before reaching into his lap and undoing his belt.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jon asked breaking the kiss. “It has been a long time for both of us.”
I looked away when he said it, the guilt washing over me again. Jon placed a finger gently under my chin and turned my face to look at him. He was smiling at me but looked unsure. I smiled at him.
“I like you a lot Jon,” I said, “I want this if you do.”
Jon leaned in and kissed me again his hand returning to my tits and he squeezed them gently. I moaned into the kiss my hands in his lap again unzipping his fly. I reached into his jeans and pulled out his hardening cock. I stroked it slowly as we kissed.
I pulled away but kept stroking him. I looked at him hungrily as I lowered myself from the sofa and kneeled in front of him. I looked him in the eyes as I slowly took his cock into my mouth. He wasn’t as big as Richard, so I was easily able to take him into my mouth completely. He groaned and I swallowed his shaft.
“Oh my god that feels so good Mariah,” he groaned his hands gripping the edges of the sofa cushion. “Oh my god that is amazing.”
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