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College Time: Part 3

Waking up at three in the morning in the bed of Austin Reynolds was an experience in itself. I woke up confused for a minute and looked over to see his face right in front of mine, sound asleep. I didn’t even think anything of our experience the night before, or our mall excursion as anything special or different, just a jock getting his way. I began to pull on my jeans and shirt, and was tiptoeing across the room when I heard him stir. I stood there still for a minute, because I didn’t want to wake him up.
“Where do you think you’re going freshman?” he said, in a sarcastic voice. I rolled my eyes and turned around. “I, uh, didn’t want to wake you so I thought I would go and get some more rest for my first water polo practice tomorrow” I said. “Come back here” he said, motioning with his arms, “You don’t want to go back out there right now, the boys will give you hell for sleeping over” he said. “Why?” I asked. “They are the only ones who know about who I really am, and anyone not leaving my room, they also know what that means” he chuckled.
Figuring I had just earned myself a new reputation as Austin Reynolds newest hit-n-run, I tiptoed to his bed. “And those need to come off” he said, indicating my clothes. With a hint of humiliation, I took them off and came back into bed. He pulled me down into him and placed me next to him, pulled the sheets over us and then placed his arm under my neck, and pulled me into him.
“Jeremy, I like you”he started, “and I like what we did last night” he said. “Me too” I said. “What’s wrong, you sound hesitant” he said. “Well, I don’t know, but I don’t like feeling like an object, and you being the head of this fraternity and all, I don’t know it just feels like you’re to popular and good looking for me” I said. He chuckled, which didn’t help. “Jeremy, I’m naturally cocky, but I can give that up for someone like you, if that meant having you”. “Having me?” I asked sarcastically, “I just don’t want to be an item on your trophy shelf”. “Jeremy, I have no items on my trophy shelf that are form relationships, I want you to be my first grand trophy” he said.
I don’t know why, because being idolized was everything I was against, but he was making me feel really good. “We will see if I want to be on that shelf Austin, let’s just say, your outlook is good so far” I said. “So that’s a maybe?” he said. “Yes” I responded. After a few seconds of silence, he pulled me back into him and we fell asleep.
I woke up later that morning and looked at the clock, I had a good three hours until my first practice. When I woke up I also found Austin gone, and he was in the shower with the bathroom door open. I stretched and slowly got up and went into the bathroom. He turned around and flashed his perfect teeth into a huge smile. I could not get over his perfect features. “Hey” he said, and motioned for me to join him. I opened the shower door and came in with him. He hugged me form behind and kissed my neck.
“Good Morning” I said with a sarcastic tone, as I felt in dick slowly growing into my backside. I felt mine start to grow too. “You know Jer” I winced when he said that, because only one person ever called me that before, “I want you to know I’m serious about what I said last night, so to prove it, you’re the only person that will have access to me, if you know what I mean. I’m done screwing around with other people”. I was somewhat taken aback. “You don’t have to do that” I stammered. “Oh yes I do, I want you more than I have ever wanted anything”. I turned around and planted one on his lips. Part of me kissed him to shut him up, but the other part kissed him because that’s what I felt like I needed at that moment in time.
He began to kiss me on my neck, and traveled down until his tongue met my dick, and he began to tease me. I began to squirm and looked down at him, to see his perfect eyes looking right back at me. I heard a chuckle escape his lips, which was followed by him slowly taking my dick into his mouth, and then rhythmically bobbing his head on it. He grabbed my balls with one hand and began to lightly squeeze them, and used his other hand to move up and down my shaft, while swirling his tongue on the head.
I was enjoying every bit, but began to feel my orgasm sooner than I had anticipated, and before I knew it, began to cum fervently into his mouth. He didn’t miss a beat; he began to swallow some, and caught the rest in his hand. He then stood up and spun me around, putting my hands on the shower wall, wiping my cum on his throbbing dick. He began to push his dick into my awaiting hole. As he pushed in. he placed his head in the groove of my neck. As he picked up pace, he began to bite my neck. Our grunts and moans were no longer kept a secret.
He began to pound harder and harder, moaning into my neck as he nibbled more and more. The feeling was amazing. I felt some sort of domination by him, and I was loving it. As he ground into my ass, I felt every flex of his abs against my back, and the flex of his arms as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled my tighter into his body, pushing his dick farther into me, and then pumping it in and out. I was in heaven, the situation was so erotic. As he pulled me harder into him, I felt what I had been waiting for. He bit harder into my neck as he exploded into me. We were both shouting and moaning.
When his orgasm finished, he collapsed onto my back, shoving me into the wall. As we both stood there panting, he began to kiss my neck, and turned my head to kiss me.
We finished our shower kissing and washing each other off. After we got dressed he walked me out of the house, where I tried my hardest to throw cat calls from the other boys off my shoulders. He kissed me again, before closing the door to me. As I turned from the door, and walked down the steps of the frat house, I couldn’t help smiling. I was so happy. I looked back to his window and saw him looking back at me. He smiled and waved.
The walk to the dorm seemed shorter than it actually was, and before I knew it I was back up to my door and turning the key in the lock. When I opened the door, I found a bag on my bed and Blaine’s bed empty. I walked over to the bed, picked up the bag and opened it. It was a brand new Speedo, with the schools colors on it, and my name on the ass. I opened the card and read the note left by Blaine.
Dear Jeremy, this is my way of apologizing for my behavior last night and hope there are no hard feelings. Sincerely, Blaine.
I smiled. Somewhat selfishly, I was happier to the fact I didn’t have to buy myself a Speedo, than his apology. I mean, I wasn’t hurt by his actions last night; I just didn’t have enough effort to care right now. I stripped and pulled on the Speedo, pulled my shorts over it, grabbed a towel, and walked to the spot I was told for practice.
It was there that I met the team. They were a cool group of kids but I didn’t immediately click with them, not like I had with Jake and the other boys when I first started playing. We went for a run and then it was into the pool. They knew I had gotten a full ride, so I already had expectations to live up to. The coach threw me a ball when I got into the box, and I threw it and the game was underway.
These guys were good, so I had a harder time blocking goals then my first time in high school, but my high spirits and happy character helped me out, and after our mock game, they were all pretty impressed.
It was beginning to get dark by the time I got back, because I had stopped to eat on the way back. When I got to the room, Blaine still wasn’t there. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light. I was startled by what I saw. There was some random guy standing in the small communal shower jacking off. He was tall, very thin and lanky, and had a huge cock. He was really into it, and apparently hadn’t noticed the change in lighting. I stood there slightly horrified, because the door had been locked to the dorm. I cleared my throat and you would have thought the guy jumped through the roof.
I looked this guy over again. He seemed older. He was very handsome in the face, and now that I looked again, had a nice body for an older gentleman, but he was still very thin. “Hello” he said, somewhat nonchalantly. “Who are you?” I asked bluntly. “I’m Sean, Blaines father. He gave me a key, seeing as how I pay for this place”. “Oh, well what brings you from New York to a..um…college dormitory” I asked. “I just wanted to get out of the city and stay somewhere else” he said. This didn’t add up to me. Blaine’s family was very well off. Even if his dad did want to get out of the city, he could stay anywhere else.
‘Blaine has told me so much about you, I just had to meet you” he said. I quickly glanced down and noticed his penis was still extremely hard. “Um sorry I had to take a shower, I just got back form water polo, but ill let you finish” I said. “Oh no need! There’s more than one head in this stall, just join me” he said. I couldn’t turn him down. I mean he paid extra for an old RA bathroom and paid for my room. I slowly walked into the shower, picked a head directly across from him. “So Blaine tells me you’re one hell of a water polo player” he said. “Oh I guess” I said. “You know, I’ve always thought male water polo players were very handsome. I mean my god, those bodies” he said. He was still hard as a rock. Jesus did creepiness run in the family.
I closed my eyes as I lathered my hair, and felt the product wash down my body when I came back under the warm water. My heart dropped when I opened my eyes. He was standing directly in front of me. “Uh Mr. Austin?” I stammered. “Listen right now and listen good” he said, stepping closer, his horse cock pressing into my thigh. His breath was hot on my neck, and all I could do was stand flat against the shower wall horrified. “Blaine has told me about you and him, and how you just blew him off; my son seemed pretty hurt about it” he said in a violent whisper. “So until you learn some respect, you’re mine now. When I come to town, you do whatever I say. When I say jump you jump” he said. I felt the terror build in my throat.
I wanted to scream, do something, but I was stuck in place. “Now you see this huge cock?” he said. I slowly nodded. “My son has a big one too doesn’t he? That was his gift from daddy. Your gunna get on your hands and knees and take my fat cock in your ass and you’re going to like it.” I felt a tear roll down my face. “Didn’t you here what I said? Take my fucking cock” he shoved me on the ground and grabbed me from behind.
With no warning or grace about it, he shoved all of his length into me, nearly splitting me in two. I screamed and he began to hump me furiously. I felt my dick almost leap inside me. I was sobbing and the pain was excruciating. He lasted not a long time and exploded inside me. He stood up, spit on me, and then left the bathroom. I began to sob on the ground, and felt his cum slowly leak out of me.
I don’t know where this came from, but at that moment I had a genius idea, even in all of my misery. I grabbed a tissue from a box by the shower, and wiped his cum onto it. I got out and grabbed a plastic bag that I had thrown away when I first got here, and shoved the tissue into that. I left the shower on and entered my room. Blaine’s dad had gone. I opened my desk and put the bag into a mini safe my parents bought me. I put some papers over the safe and closed the drawer to my desk. I went back and finished my shower, essentially numb. My moves were almost robotic, unhuman.
I turned off the shower and stood there for awhile. I then went into the room, crawled into my bed, and felt my whole body shudder as a huge sob escaped my body. I cried myself to sleep. I awoke two hours later to the lock moving. I felt my body tense as I immediately shut my eyes again. I heard two pairs of feet enter the room.
“He is asleep, were fine” I heard Blaine say. “Ok” a familiar voice said. I heard the two walk to Blaine’s bed, loose their clothes, and get in. A few minutes later I heard moans and giggles. “Fuck Blaine you’re so fucking hot. Fuck me” I then remembered that voice. I was Aimes, the guy who I lost it to, and the first guy I ever fell for. He went to this school but the other campus. I remember he took an interest in Blaine when he saw him picking me up form the airport. Asshole.
Throughout all the misery of the night I saw one silver lining. I had a tissue with Mr. Austin’s cum on it, and it finally clicked why my numb mind had done that. I turned 18 in two months.

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Bikini heaven

This is the second story in the series, ‘Soaked through’ is where it all begins……
The evening past with a lot of confusion, Debbie came back downstairs after she had dried off and changed. She wore her usual baggy indoor slobbing clothes and she acted as if the events that had just occurred after het soggy arrival home from school didn’t happen. I wasn’t sure if I was to talk about it or not, seeing as I was supposed to be the guardian, the responsible one. As the evening drew to a close we both said our goodnights and went off to bed. Once I was lying there alone in the darkness all I could think about was Debbie on her knees, her head going up and down my dick, sucking and licking me, whilst I was remembering these visions I was furiously wanking my cock and when I got the ultimate conclusion of the event, the bit where I was shooting spurt after spurt of cum into her amazing teenage mouth, I once again let rip with an amazing orgasm, this time shooting up into the air landing on my chest and stomach.
The next few days went ahead as normal, me working, Debbie in school and the evenings the same as any other evening. That was until the Saturday, the day was a roasting hot day, much in contrast to the soaking rain of the previous couple of days. We had been invited to a BBQ at a friend’s house, I used to work with Paul and I had known him for some time and he had two daughters, Beth who was two years younger than Debbie and Hannah, who was the same age at sixteen. Paul had done very well for himself and had a large house with its own swimming pool and awesome patio area so it was ideal for BBQ’s on hot sunny days like this one. His wife Angela was the perfect host, ensuring all the guests, most of which knew each other had drinks and food etc. She also was very hot, tall, and slim with fiery ginger hair and an arse you wanted to grab hold of at every opportunity.
As the weather was so hot most people were in shorts and t-shirts or in swimming gear, when we got there Debbie did the usual teenage girl hugging thing with Beth and Hannah and disappeared upstairs together. Paul gave me a cold beer and we went out to stand by the Barbie, he was telling all about his new ventures and how well he was doing when something caught my eye and I lost all concentration on Paul’s conversation. The three girls had all got changed into their bikinis!!
Debbie was in a skimpy red two piece bikini which highlighted the wonderful curves of her body, Hannah was in a white, equally revealing set while Beth was in a more modest sport top version. All three showed off their wonderful teenage bodies walking from the house to the poolside.
Debbie caught me ogling the three of them and that same sexy grin came across her face, she then turned her back away from me to lay her towel at the side of the pool, as she did she kept her legs straight and bent over to lay it flat, thus giving me a perfect view of her bikini covered crotch. In no time at all they were all in the pool splashing around having fun, ducking each other under and messing about.
After about half an hour the three of them got out and lay down on their towels to catch some sun, their wet bodies glistening in the sunlight.
As the day went on and the drinks kept flowing Debbie kept coming over to me to check in and say ‘hi’ and every time she came over she found a reason to either bend over so that I had a perfect view of her well toned arse or get close to me and brush me with those gorgeous tits. I noticed that she was getting tipsy, which was probably why the girls kept disappearing upstairs. Around 11pm people were starting to leave so I thanked Paul and Angela for a great day and went to get Debbie.
She was sitting on the bottom stair inside the house looking a little bit worse for wear, legs wide open with her head down inside them. Hannah came up to me and started apologising for her being so drunk and hugged me and started crying, I hugged her back and said ‘it’s not your fault’, I could feel her warm, skimpily covered body pressing up against me.
I was getting turned on again by this and I could feel my cock getting hard and started to press against Hannah’s lower regions, just as it did with Debbie a few days earlier. I tried to pull away but Hannah pulled my in closer and I could feel her moving up against me. ‘This has to stop’, I thought, here I was hugging a scantily clad beautiful teenager in her own house with both parents in the next room. I managed to pull myself away and noticed she had the same sultry look on her face that Debbie did just before she gave me the blowjob of my life, I turned away quickly and focused on getting Debbie up off the stairs and out of the house. I had to hold her upright with my arm behind her back and when the taxi came I put her on the back seat and sat next to her, she moved over so that she was sat right up close to me and almost instantly fell asleep, her hands had managed to fall directly onto my lap and were resting on my crotch, I was still aroused from hugging the amazing Hannah so my cock was still semi-hard.
I found myself pressing her sleeping hand against my cock and rubbing it back and forth, she was still out of it so it didn’t make any difference to her that I was using her hands to work myself up. All too quickly the taxi arrived at my home so I managed to wake Debbie up and walked her into the house.
Once we were inside she collapsed onto the sofa, one leg on and one leg off. I stood there looking at how wonderful this teenage beauty looked here, right in front of me. I knelt down on the floor next to her and started figuring out the best way to pick her up.
It was then that I had an urge to feel those wonderful tits of hers, which were still barely covered by the skimpy, red bikini top. I moved my hand onto her flat stomach and made my way up, cupping the right breast; it felt amazing, all soft and supple. Within a couple of squeezes I brought my other hand to do the same on the left one. She was still well out of it, so I began rubbing over her nipples, which had started to get harder and were pushing into the material.
‘I had to see these in the flesh’, I thought. I moved the material of both breasts to reveal her large nipples, all pink and swollen; I rubbed them with the palms of my hands and tweaked them between my finger and thumb. This was fantastic; I could feel the excitement of how wrong this was, one for doing this to someone in my care and two for doing it when she didn’t even know I was doing it!!
I leaned forward and starting sucking on these nipples, which at this point were sticking up like bullets, I lapped at them like there was no tomorrow. Debbie gave out a small groan and moved her hand to in-between her legs, I took this as a sign she was getting turned on. I moved my hand off her breast and traced a line down to her bikini bottoms; I put my hand around her mound and could feel the heat coming from her pussy. I then took the opportunity to slide my hand under the waistband and down towards her slit.
I noticed that she was completely shaven or waxed, either way there wasn’t a hair to be felt. I moved down further until my hand met her wetness and my finger felt her hard clit. I rubbed the clit for a few minutes before realising I desperately wanted to see her pussy as much as I wanted to see her breasts. I moved position so that I was down by her feet, I put my fingers in her waist band and pulled her bottoms off, which was not easy as her body was a dead weight, but it was worth it. Here in front of me was this perfect sixteen year old pussy, glistening from its own juices. I moved my hand back to her slit and opened it up.
I moved my middle finger to the entrance to her hole and pushed it in, it felt great. Warm, soft and extremely moist. I kept moving it in and out and after a couple of minutes added a second finger and then a third, all of the time I was using the other hand to massage her hardened clit. Debbie was groaning in her still ‘out of it’ state. The smell of her wet pussy was driving me mad and I wanted to taste her so much.
I removed my hand off her clit and replaced it with my tongue; I started lapping up her juices once I removed my fingers. She tasted exquisite. After a few moments of lapping I turned my focus back to her clit and resumed my finger fucking with added figure. Her moans and groans were getting louder, her hips were moving and her hands grabbed my head and pulled me in closer.
Was she doing this in her sleep, was she awake, had I just been busted for taking advantage of this teenage drunken girl??
At this point I didn’t care, I was enjoying the moment far too much. I increased the pace of my licking on her rock solid clit and my hands were like a blur going so hard and fast into her sopping wet hole. Her body convulsed, her orgasm hit, she cried out in ecstasy, panting and moaning in time with her pelvic thrusts. My mouth was being hit by spurts of her fanny juice which I drank eagerly. After a couple of minutes her body stopped and her moaning ceased, her hands fell off from my head. I stood up and wiped my face of her tasty juices and looked down at her almost naked body, I was so turned on!!
I was about to bend down and pick her up, thinking I could take her to my bed, when she rolled over facing the back of the sofa and said ‘Thanks, I needed that. Your debt is paid. Goodnight ‘.
With that I turned and headed for the door feeling a mixture of extreme joy and unbelievable sexual frustration. I was just about to go up the stairs when I heard her voice again ‘Chris!…..now I OWE you again…….’

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Sarah’s Feet (A Fond Memory)

http://footbooru.booru.org/index…t&s=view&id=12401 The girl in this pic looks almost EXACTLY like the girl who pretty much made my foot fetish official when I was about 15 and she was 14. I thought I’d share the story in a casual way (and I’ll try to keep it short and sweet if I can) for you foot lovers who may enjoy the sentiment. So without further ado..

Sarah’s Feet (A Fond Memory)

http://footbooru.booru.org/index…t&s=view&id=12401 The girl in this pic looks almost EXACTLY like the girl who pretty much made my foot fetish official when I was about 15 and she was 14. I thought I’d share the story in a casual way (and I’ll try to keep it short and sweet if I can) for you foot lovers who may enjoy the sentiment. So without further ado..

Widow Aunt and I experience BDSM

Aunt Sheen is your typical strict Muslim MILF. She is short, thick and dark. Her voluptuous assets are normally hidden underneath loose-fitting Burqa however she lets out more than her D-cup boobs and 50-inch ass when she is alone with me. Let me tell you about the time my slutty and horny aunt introduced me to the wonders of BDSM properly for the first time.

Widow Aunt and I experience BDSM

Aunt Sheen is your typical strict Muslim MILF. She is short, thick and dark. Her voluptuous assets are normally hidden underneath loose-fitting Burqa however she lets out more than her D-cup boobs and 50-inch ass when she is alone with me. Let me tell you about the time my slutty and horny aunt introduced me to the wonders of BDSM properly for the first time.

Diary of a Whore: 8/26/09

Things are a little trickier now that school is back in session. I don’t have the extra time in the morning like I used to, and that means our little Thursday morning playtime is greatly abbreviated. I wish we could just change the office schedule so that no one came in until 10:30. Half the staff does, but the receptionist starts at 8:30, and I can’t get here any earlier than 7:55, so that just doesn’t leave much time for the good stuff.
Not that M would be deterred by a little thing like lack of time. It is a shame though, because last week when I was able to arrive at work by 7:20, well, that gave us ample time for playing. I’m getting wet sitting here just thinking about it:
As usual, first thing in the morning, I wasn’t feeling in the good, submissive mood I love so much. M had instructed me to wait in the corner of the conference room, minus bra and panties. As I stood there, really not feeling at all contrite like I was supposed to be, and not kneeling like I probably should have been, I watched as a nightmare of traffic clogged the intersection three stories below. There was a big one-day motivational convention in our modest downtown, and not surprisingly, the city had not planned at all for the horrendous surge of morning traffic. 7:30 am and it was totally gridlocked. M came into the conference room, and I think I made some offhand comment about it being one of “those” mornings (M, being well acquainted with my moods by now knew this meant I was not exactly in the mood for shenanigans yet).
M came up behind me, and started feeling up my tits, bare underneath my light wrap dress. I moaned as he centered on my nipples, tweaking them gently at first, then with more aggression. I began grinding my ass into him, and could feel his hard cock eagerly wanting to be released from its confines. Still standing in the window, M opened the blinds all the way, and opened the top of my dress, completely exposing my huge tits to any driver who happened to look up. My pussy got wet as I imagined all of them witnessing me getting my nipples fondled and pinched. I swear one business guy in a white car was looking, and SEEING everything that was happening. Since traffic was so awful, he sat there in the same spot for at least 4 minutes, getting an eyeful.
“You like this, don’t you?” M growled softly into my ear.
Another moan escaped my lips. “Yes, sir. Thank you,” I replied. Absolutely no problem feeling like a wanton whore now.
“Everyone down there can see what a whore you are.” He stated. My pussy was dripping. He pinched my nipples hard, pulling them back toward him. I moaned again. He let them go, and lightly slapped first one, then the other.
After a few more minutes of tit play, he moved me from the window, and bent me over the conference room table.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked.
“Oh, god! Yes, please, sir”
“Suck my cock and get it nice and hard,” he ordered. I got busy sucking on his perfect cock, licking the shaft from base to tip, taking it deep in my throat, then sucking like my life depended on it.
He backed up a step, and I strained to keep my lips around his cock, not wanting it out, but also desperately wanting to feel it in my pussy. He took another step back and his stiff member reluctantly left my warm mouth with a small “pop.”.
M walked around behind me, and without preamble, shoved his cock deep into my wet hole. Often my first thought at that moment is “This is my purpose. I live for this,” and today was no exception. He fucked me hard and fast, then slowed it down, teasing me. He knows I like to feel his cock as deep inside my cunt as he can possibly thrust it.
“Are you ready to suck me off, whore?” he asked after a few more minutes.
“Oh please, sir, please fuck me hard again. I want to feel your cock deep inside my pussy. Please, sir,” I begged. It sounds corny, or like something from a bad porn script, but anyone who’s been there knows. M obliged.
The whole window scenario had brought things to a new level. I had found something else that turned me on like a light switch.
“Sir?” I ventured “Will you please move the chair to the window, and fuck me some more? Will you please let me suck you off in front of everyone, and let them watch you shoot your cum on my face?”
The chair was moved, and I was positioned on my knees, hands on the armrests, tits bouncing over the back of the chair as M’s cock pounded my pussy again. The thought of having spectators was doing a number on him as well. It didn’t take long before he pulled out, came around to the side of the chair, and ordered me to suck him off. When he came on my face, I obediently took the first couple shots, them hurried to catch the rest in my mouth, licking his cock clean.
“thank you, sir,”
*sigh*
Replaying that scene in my head brought me to many orgasms this past week, lying in bed alone late at night.
M never was one to lack creativity, though, so I should have known he would find a way to make this week’s adventure fun, even if we didn’t have the luxury of time.
His email came this afternoon:
“No time for small talk tomorrow. These are your instructions: After you leave the house, pull over, remove your panties, and shove a dildo into your pussy. Leave your skirt up so any man in a service truck on the way to work will have a good view of what you’re doing. Drive with one hand, and fuck yourself with the dildo using the other. When you get to your parking spot, take the dildo out and lick it clean. When you get into work, I will bring you into my office, whip you, and fuck you hard before you finish me off by swallowing my cum”
I’ll finish writing after our morning session…….
So this morning was good, though I have to say not as good as the window incident. You would think being in a compromising position in your car, in the midst of morning traffic would feel more exposing than being up in a window, but I found the opposite to be true.
Driving out of my neighborhood, I worked my panties down, and with one hand still on the wheel was able to remove them completely. I thought I would have to stop (and I guess technically that was a part of my instructions, but why waste precious time on pulling over when I could manage without?)
Hiking my skirt up, I pulled the dildo out of my purse, and worked it into my pussy. Of course I had used it before, and maybe it was the angle-since I can’t say I’ve used it in a sitting position before-but it felt like it went as far back as my pussy would allow. I have a very short commute to work, and before long was pulling out onto the main road leading to downtown. I expected to feel the same as I had on display in the window, but that feeling just wasn’t there…..yes, my pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I worked the dildo in and out, and there was a certain thrill to knowing that I was practically half naked, fucking myself as oblivious people drove past me….but I guess the fact that they couldn’t see EXACTLY what I was doing took something away from the whole experience. I really hadn’t known this about myself before this week, but I definitely get off on exhibitionism. Put me in a room…hell, on a pedestal in the room, and use me in every way possible while a crowd of people looks on….oh my. I’m losing my train of thought.
So I pulled up to a stop light in front of the hospital, and noticed a large truck pulling up beside me. I admit, my heart starting racing, and I’m ashamed to say I chickened out. I pulled my skirt down just enough so that my pussy was no longer visible, but still kept pumping the dildo in and out of my wet cunt. I was too scared to look in the direction of the driver to see if he had noticed the woman in the car next to him who was clearly playing with herself.
As soon as I pulled away from the intersection, and started getting into the busier area, I chided myself for not being a good little slut, and raised my skirt again, determined to not lower it again until I reached the parking garage.
As I pulled up to the building, of course I got stopped by a red light. I had a feeling M was probably up there, looking down on me to see if I was complying with his orders. I sat through the light dutifully fucking myself for what seemed like an eternity.
Finally, the light changed and I pulled into the garage. Once in my parking spot, I took a quick glance around to see if anyone else was around. The place was pretty deserted as I followed out the final order. I pulled the dildo out of my cunt, and licked the length of it, getting all the juice off, before putting the whole thing in my mouth and sucking it clean.
I then scooped up my panties, deposited both them and the dildo in my purse, and headed into the office.
(On a funny side note….I noticed this faint “ZZZZZZ” sound from my purse as I passed the small coffee shop in the lobby and greeted the clerk…I figured maybe my phone was on vibrate. Yeah. Of course not. The dildo I had tried unsuccessfully to get to vibrate in the car had just NOW decided to join in the games……)
As soon as I unlocked the door and stepped in, M was there. He grabbed my arm and propelled me into his office.
“Did you follow my instructions, whore?”
“Mmmm,” I debated whether or not to tell him I had chickened out, and decided the best way would be to come clean “Yes , sir…though I did pull my skirt down for a few minutes at an intersection.”
“You’re going to have to be punished for that,” he stated, bending me over the chair and lifting my skirt up.
Without further warning, he landed a series of sharp SLAPS to my ass.
“What do you have to say, whore?”
“I’m sorry, sir! I’ll do better next time” I cried as he landed a few more stinging blows on my ass.
He pulled my skirt up, shoved his hard cock in me, and fucked me fast and hard-the way I like it.
Being short on time, he pulled out way sooner than I would have liked, and made me lick his cock before sucking him off and swallowing his cum.
“Next time, I’m fucking you in the ass, and shooting my cum all over your face,” he said as I worked to get my clothing back in order before the receptionist arrived-which would be any minute. ‘And I expect you to come in here later and bend over that chair so I can fuck you again while everyone is here.”
“Yes sir. Thank you,’ I replied, then went to my office signed in to begin my work day.

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