His tongue slips inside you, and you moan, glad to be able to cut loose. His hands run up your body, under your shirt, squeezing your breasts.You wish that you had taken off your bra before you got on the hood. He pulls back, and slips his fingers into you, finding all your most sensitive spots.You try to keep from crying out too loudly as you cum again and again. Unlike your single explosive orgasm in the theater, you now just keep having explosion after explosion, one following each other as waves strike the shore, each building on the one before itThe metal beneath you is soon slick with your juices, and you grip the hood tighter to keep from sliding.He steps back, and slips his jeans over his hips. Stepping between your legs, he grasps your ankles and easily slides you down the hood to meet him. Watching your face, he takes his cock in his hand, and begins to slide it over your soaked pussy.He rubs the head over your clit, then slides down and almost slips inside, only to pul
Everyone else had gone home. It was just me and the boss now. Jane Redding wasn't particularly pretty, but I was absolutely hooked. She didn't treat me well, but I went out of my way to be in her presence. I needed to be in her presence.The dominant way she acted and the confident way she carried herself mesmerized me. She was three or four inches taller than me and heavily built without being fat. Her legs and hips looked muscular and strong rather than shapely.Her face had something about it that held my attention. Her eyes held me in a piercing gaze. Her strong jaw and cheekbones seemed to challenge me. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her, but in my fantasies it was me that got kissed. More possessed than kissed. I imagined her mouth clamped over mine, a large hand round the back of my neck holding me in place whilst her tongue took possession of my month. I imagined her tongue filling it, bullying my tongue and stretching for my throat. Even in the freedom of a fan
A submissive to my female boss (2)"Kiss my foot. Show it some love. Breathe in deeply then work your way slowly towards my toes.' The smell was intoxicating. I pursed my lips and kissed as passionately as I could. Instinctively I pushed my tongue out and licked as I kissed, drinking in her sweaty taste. I licked up the sole of her foot. My tongue swirled round from the soft arch to the rougher ball of her foot and into the gaps under her toes. I wanted to gently suck on each wonderful toe, but she arched her foot and pressed her big toe against my lips. They parted at once, to welcome her toe, but she pushed her foot hard into me, stretching my jaw apart.My mouth bulged with her toes, reaching towards my throat. My back arched and I gazed up at her face. She smiled slightly as her eyes bored into mine. My eyes widened as she lifted up her phone and photographed me. The embarrassment flooded through my face like a physical sensation, but my cock was still rock hard and my hips we
A submissive to my female boss (3)Shit!The cleaners! I leapt up and promptly fell over in the dark, my thighs still bound together.I rolled over to the wall and reached up to flick on the light. There were scissors in the first aid kit to cut off the bandages. I frantically packed everything into the bin, not even stopping to wipe the cum from my crack.All I could think of was getting back into my clothes and out of the building before the cleaners arrived.Coming out into the office, my knees were too raw to rest on, so I did a weird hand and foot scramble down the office to my clothes, grateful we had never bothered with CCTV. But my clothes weren't there.Nothing on the floor by her desk but my phone and my keys. She had hidden my clothes.The bitch. The fucking, fucking, incredible bitch. I yanked open her desk draws but no clothes. Tried my desk but nothing. I desperately scanned the room. What was I going to do? How would I get through the glazed reception area and out to m
My mind raced. I'd never handled a butt plug let alone used one. I'd seen them online or in porn videos. Some of them were huge.How big was this going to be? What shape? What about lubricant? Was she giving me that too? What would I use if she didn't?Suddenly she was standing right in front of me and something dark dropped from her hand.'Ten minutes pet or you're going to get punished. Hope you've got it figured out.'In my lap was a dark drawstring bag. I quickly stuffed it in my pocket and headed off to the toilets. As I walked down the office I felt the shape of the contents.My first thought was relief that the plug was a lot smaller than I had been imagining. I closed the toilet door behind me and pulled the bag out of my pocket and pulled it open.The plug was metal, smooth and shiny. T shaped. The bar of the T was about 4cm long, flat with a piece of pink plastic set in it, shaped like a gemstone.The piece going inside was about the length of my index finger. It was shaped
I stared into her eyes. My throat and the back of my tongue made swallowing actions against her big toe.I tried to caress the ball of her foot with the rest of my tongue. I was breathing fast and furiously through my nose.My cock felt like a rod of iron as I thrusted it backwards and forwards through thin air.She shook her head slightly. 'So owned! So primal and needy. I think you would do whatever I asked right now, wouldn't you?' It was so obviously true it didn't need an answer.Slowly, she pulled her foot out of my mouth. I licked and sucked furiously as she did, feeling I should leave no drool on it.'Kneel up straight.' Her eyes dropped to my cock. Just as it had been the first time I'd tried to deep throat her foot, it was achingly hard. It was beyond just pleasurable.I felt like it could actually explode. Precum oozed from sore and sensitive tip.'Have you ever tasted your own cum?''No. No Mrs Redding,''Call me Goddess, and beg me to feed you your cum.'I felt lightheade
My female boss takes control(6)I raised my head back up but didn't look up to her face.I stared straight forward at her knees. I was like an obedient dog standing perfectly still. They weren't elegantly knees. Or particularly shapely legs. Her body, apart from her mammoth breasts, said power and control rather than glamour. I'm not sure how long I held that silent, unflinching pose. It was like a test I was determined to pass.'I gave you ten minutes to insert the plug and return to your seat. You took 27. That's 17 blows. I'll deduct 3, for the number of seconds you held out before cumming at lunchtime. That makes 14. That's the price you have to pay.''I know what you're thinking. It isn't fair. A boy who'd never even put a finger up his arse before was never going to manage a butt plug in ten minutes.''But fairness isn't the issue here. The issue is you doing what I tell you. That's the lesson you have to learn. That's why there's a price to pay. Do you understand pet?''Yes Go
"Here's the deal. I'll touch you for two minutes. If you cum, it will be the belt as promised. Plus an extra two on the end of your cock. If you don't, I'll use my hand instead. To give you a chance, I won't even touch your cock.''What do you think? Is that a deal?''Yes, Goddess. Thank you.'She pulled away from me and slid the band off my eyes. After a moment, her hands appeared in front of me, one holding a phone. I watched her set a two minute countdown and set it going. She tossed the phone on the trolley bed and yanked the band back down over my eyes.Her hands were back at my waist as she stood against me as before. Her hands started climbing up my sides again until they reached my armpits.'You're such a sexy guy Darren, aren't you? A real stud hidden inside that shy geek.'Her fingers twirled round in my underarm hair, gently brushing my skin.'I can smell your manly sweat Darren.' She took an exaggerated breath. 'Such a sensual musky smell. You're getting me wet sweetheart
A crazy game of truth and dare (8)“You…” Emma managed to pant out, breathless. “You’re the better fuck… mmm… your cock is so fucking big… ohhh… mmm…”Rob’s hands tightened on her hips, his pace quickening. Her breasts bounced against his chest with each thrust, her nipples brushing his skin. He groaned, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke.“I want you to say my name when you cum,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Tell me you love me.”He drove into her faster now, his cock slamming deep with every thrust. Her body was on fire, her nerves raw with sensation. She was close again, teetering on the edge.“Say it,” he demanded, his hand sliding up to squeeze her breast. “Say it as you cum all over my big cock.”“I… I…” she stammered, her breath hitching.“Say it, slut,” he growled. “Make me proud.”“I… I… oh my god… ohhh… ohhh… I love you…” The words tumbled out of her mouth, breathless and raw. It felt wrong—but god, it felt good. So much naughtier than anything she’d done tonight. Her o
A crazy game of truth or dare (7)Tony moved closer, almost leaning on Rob as he filmed. His eyes were locked on Emma’s body, on the way her tits squeezed around Rob’s cock.Rob noticed. “Kiss her, Tony,” he said. “It’s okay, mate. Just give me the phone. I’ll film.”Emma should have been disgusted. She should have said no. But as Tony grabbed her head and kissed her hard, she kissed him back. His tongue pushed into her mouth, rough and sloppy, but she didn’t care. There was something filthy about it. Something thrilling.She was lost in it now.And she never wanted it to end."Yeah... that's it. Good slut," Rob groaned, his tone thick with approval. "Mmm, yeah, your fucking tits are incredible."He held his phone steady, filming everything with practiced ease, capturing every angle as Emma obediently worked herself against him. Her full breasts bounced softly as she moved, her skin flushed with heat.She was breathless already, her lips wet and swollen from the non-stop kissing they’
A crazy game of truth or dare (6)Emma’s breath hitched. His words hit harder than any touch could. She felt his hands guiding her, and she didn’t resist. She climbed over him, straddling his lap, facing him. Her thong pressed against the bulge in his jeans, and she moaned without meaning to as she felt just how hard he was.They kissed again. Harder now. Messier. Full of need and something darker. Rob reached behind her, unclipping her bra completely and letting it fall behind her. Tony picked it up without hesitation, bringing it to his face and inhaling deeply. Emma’s stomach twisted, but instead of revulsion, it was excitement that flooded her.Tony rubbed the bra over his bulge, groaning as he did. Emma’s skin prickled. She could feel his eyes on her bare chest. She wanted to hide, to cover herself, but Rob wouldn’t let her. He held her in place, kissing her, controlling her.She was in just her thong and heels now. Grinding on her husband’s best friend, her own friend’s husband,
A crazy game of truth or dare(4)Emma didn’t have time to respond before Tony returned with three beers, handing them each a bottle.“To love,” he said, lifting his drink.Rob chuckled, raising his bottle to meet Tony’s. Emma followed, their bottles clinking together. She smiled faintly, though the alcohol was already making her head light.“Hey, Tony, can you do me a favor?” Rob asked, glancing at him over the rim of his bottle. “We didn’t get many pictures earlier… could you take a couple of us?” He handed Tony his phone without waiting for a reply.“Great idea, babe,” Emma said, giving Rob a half-smile. “Let me just put my clothes back on.”Rob waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, nonsense! I’ve got tons of boring photos. I want my bride in her sexy white lingerie.”Emma blushed, glancing down at herself. She was well aware of how little she was wearing, but hearing Rob say it out loud in front of Tony made her cheeks burn hotter.“Whatever you want, babe,” she replied, forcing a smil
A crazy game of truth or dare(4)Emma didn’t have time to respond before Tony returned with three beers, handing them each a bottle.“To love,” he said, lifting his drink.Rob chuckled, raising his bottle to meet Tony’s. Emma followed, their bottles clinking together. She smiled faintly, though the alcohol was already making her head light.“Hey, Tony, can you do me a favor?” Rob asked, glancing at him over the rim of his bottle. “We didn’t get many pictures earlier… could you take a couple of us?” He handed Tony his phone without waiting for a reply.“Great idea, babe,” Emma said, giving Rob a half-smile. “Let me just put my clothes back on.”Rob waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, nonsense! I’ve got tons of boring photos. I want my bride in her sexy white lingerie.”Emma blushed, glancing down at herself. She was well aware of how little she was wearing, but hearing Rob say it out loud in front of Tony made her cheeks burn hotter.“Whatever you want, babe,” she replied, forcing a smil
A Crazy game of truth and dare (3)“Now a selfie, bra sisters!” Rob teased, throwing an arm around her.She nodded enthusiastically, pressing against him as they posed for a few more shots. Then, without thinking, she reached out and gave his padded cup a squeeze, making an exaggerated honking noise.Rob laughed, taking his shot. He reached out and did the same to her.“Hey!” she gasped, feigning outrage.“You did it first!”“It’s hardly the same.”Rob smirked. “It’s exactly the same. You honked me, so I honked you.” To prove his point, he did it again.Emma burst out laughing, shaking her head. She wasn’t mad—far from it. The playful, mischievous energy between them was exactly what she’d been craving all week.“Truth or dare?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.Emma grinned. “I think we’re just on dares now.”“Alright then, Queen,” he drawled, waving her blouse like a flag. “The pizza guy will be here any minute, and you’re going to answer the door.”“Haha, not like this, I’m not!”“Oh,
A crazy game of truth and dare. (2)Emma stood up confidently, then immediately realized her skirt was too tight. As she tried to part her legs slightly, she gasped. “I’ll rip it!”Rob, lounging on the sofa with an easy grin, barely looked up. “Just pull it up a bit.” His voice was casual, almost indifferent.Emma nodded and adjusted the fabric, tugging it higher inch by inch until it was just longer than a mini skirt. Taking a deep breath, she started her star jumps. With every bounce, her skirt rode up slightly, and her firm breasts jiggled under the silk blouse. The smooth fabric clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Rob played it cool, laughing along so it didn’t seem like he was ogling her—though, in truth, he absolutely was.When she finished, she smoothed her skirt back down and flopped onto the couch. “Okay, truth or dare?”Rob smirked. “Dare again.”Emma’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Alright, well, I’m starving. Order a pizza—but in a foreign accent. And no laughing.”
***********It had taken some effort, but Emma had finally managed to get her husband, Jason, to bed.“He’ll never learn,” Rob laughed as he and Emma made their way back downstairs.“Aww, bless him. He’s been working so much lately. Poor thing must be exhausted.” She tried to sound affectionate, but the truth was, she was annoyed.Tonight was supposed to be a fun, lively house party—a chance to catch up with friends, laugh, and drink long into the night. Instead, it had been a complete flop. It wasn’t even midnight, and only she and Rob remained. Sure, Jason had been overworked since his promotion, but that didn’t excuse him getting hammered within hours. He had been throwing back shots like a man on a mission, despite the fact that he famously couldn’t handle his liquor. The results were as predictable as they were humiliating: he insulted one of her friends and her husband, spilled a drink on another, and vomited in the kitchen before passing out on the stairs.To make matters worse
Brebda gets a tattoo and a cock (6)Minutes later, the tattoo artist and the other young men had gotten dressed, leaving only Brenda who still stood naked. Her new tattoo shone wet and bright on her inner thigh."Wow," She muttered. "I uh, I'm sorry about your swimsuit," the young man who had torn it said, staring at the useless rag on the floor."Shit," Brenda said as she realized she had nothing to wear. "How am I going to get out of here?" The three men stared at her in silence."Well...uh...." Dan began then stopped at a loss. He thought for a moment about offering her his shirt. Secretly though, he harbored a fantasy of seeing her walk naked and cum covered along the sidewalk outside in front of everyone."Shoot," the tattoo guy said, avoiding her eyes, "we don't have anything extra here, and I don't think any of our clothes would fit you."Brenda looked down at herself and lifted her huge tits in front of her. "No, not with these babies," she said.Then she picked up the torn