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Tag  F/f, bdsm, romance A professor and her student have a kinky romance

  Teacher’s Pet

My women’s studies professor was a very popular teacher at my university. Emma Morgan was one of the younger professors and connected well with the students. I liked her classes because she was smart and engaged the students with interesting topics. I hated to miss her class, but I did one day when my car wouldn’t start.

That brought me to her office for the first time. I went to apologize and see what I had missed. I knocked on her door.

“Come in,” she said. I walked in and sat down facing her desk. It was quite unorganized.

“Kate, right?” she said.

“Kim,” I corrected her.

“Sorry, I’m still learning names,” she apologized.

“No problem, I just wanted to see what I missed last class.

“Yes, I passed out your essay guidelines, oh where are they,” she muttered. She started to search through the piles of papers on her desk.

My eyes wandered around her office while she looked for the sheet. She had a lot of books about feminism, she was after all a women’s studies professor. There were quite a few books concerning lesbian issues as well. I always figured she was a lesbian, and her library confirmed this to me.

“Maybe it’s in here,” she said, going through yet another stack of papers.

I waited patiently, looking at the pictures she had hanging in her office. They were photographs, tastefully nude pictures of women. Her entire office was like a haven for lesbian women. I found this very amusing. Most of the professors at the university were older uptight people, Miss Morgan was very different.

“Here we are,” she said as she handed me a sheet of essay topics. I wished she had taken longer to find it because I enjoyed looking at the things in her office, even though I was straight. She smiled at me when she saw me looking at the photograph of a naked woman behind her. I remember being a little embarrassed, wondering if she thought I was a lesbian.

“So how do you like the class so far?” She asked.

“Oh, it’s great. I hate missing a class,” I replied.

“No, you don’t want to do that,” she said in a mildly threatening tone.

“It’ s just because my car wouldn’t start, sorry,” I defended myself.

“Don’t worry, you’re doing okay. I’ve been please with what I’ve seen from you,” she said. I smiled, it was nice hearing compliments from her. It meant a lot to me coming from a good teacher like Miss Morgan. I didn’t want to waste any more of her time so I got up to leave.

“Will I see you tomorrow Kim?” She asked.

“Yes, I’ll be there,” I answered. I left her office with a weird vibe. Something about her body language and the way she spoke to me made me feel like she was coming onto me. I was in my experimental years you could say, but I always considered myself straight. I certainly never slept with any of my professors either, although I had been tempted at times.

I had a crush on Emma Morgan. She was a sharp dresser. Her style would change with every class. One class she would wear a pantsuit, and the next she would wear a low cut dress. Sometimes she would dress punky in a skirt and fishnet stockings. She always looked good no matter what she wore. Miss Morgan was fairly tall and slender. She had cute short jet black hair. It was pretty obvious that Emma liked women, and I had a crush on her.

I started to daydream about her in her classes. I wondered about her lovers, if she had a girlfriend. I wondered what her sex life was like. She seemed to be into kinky stuff, I think it was because she wore black a lot and had fishnets. She had no idea I would sit in her class and fantasize about making love to her. She was the first women I ever had strong sexual feelings for, but I was never going to pursue a relationship with her.

Toward the end of that semester I went to meet a girlfriend for sushi. When I walked in I noticed Miss Morgan sitting alone at the bar. My heart rate jumped up, I was so in love with her it made me nervous. I walked to the bar and sat near her. She looked at me and smiled brightly.

“Kim, do you like sushi?” She asked.

“Yes, I love it,” I answered. She was wearing a black skirt, she looked so beautiful. I didn’t know what to say to her though. All I could think about was her sexuality.

“I liked your essay Kim, you’re a smart cookie,” she said. I was flattered, especially because she remembered my name.

“Oh, thank you,” I said, gushing a little from her praise.

My friend Michelle showed up, and I calmed down tremendously. I couldn’t believe I was too shy to talk to my professor. It was because I was in love with her. The rest of the dinner wasn’t so awkward because Michelle was there. It was actually a lot of fun, we ended up drinking sake with Miss Morgan.

After I said goodbye to Michelle I got in my car. It wouldn’t start again. I was so mad at my car, this was the second time in a couple months that it wouldn’t start. I sat there, hoping I could get it to go again. I didn’t want to call Michelle because she was probably already on the highway. I was ready to cry when Emma showed up at my window.

“What’s wrong with it?” She asked.

“I don’t know, I hate this car,” I answered, fighting back tears. She smiled at me, she was very cool about rescuing me. Actually, I think she was glad.

“Do you need a ride home?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’ll just have to get a tow I guess,” I sighed. I wasn’t going to refuse a ride home with her. I got my necessary things together and went to her car. Her car was a lot cleaner than her office.

It was such a beautiful warm night. We had a nice ride with the windows rolled down to enjoy the cool breeze. Emma parked at this scenic lookout before she was going to take me home. We ended up sitting there for two hours just talking. We had a really nice conversation about her class and things. I was much more relaxed with her than I had been at the restaurant. There was a lot of sexual tension between us though.

After we had run out of things to say we sat in silence and enjoyed the nice view. My heart started pounding. She finally leaned over to me and kissed me on my forehead. It felt so loving and nice. We held hands for awhile, I felt so much electricity from her.

“Is this okay with you Kim?” She asked politely.

“Yes,” I replied meekly.

“Good, I don’t want to cross any lines with you, I’m your professor. I don’t want you to think I’m taking advantage of you,” She said.

“No, it’s nothing like that,” I answered. I squeezed her hand, letting her know our feelings were mutual.

She touched her fingers to my face and kissed me again. She was a really good kisser. I could tell she was an experienced lover. She darted her tongue quickly in my mouth. She made me shiver. At this point I was very worked up by all the tension between us. She let go of my hand, but I want to kiss her more.

“I live around the corner, want to come up and see my apartment?” She asked, grinning.

“Yeah, sure,” I said. I was so excited, I was living out my fantasies about her. My hormones were acting up while she drove to her apartment. I was glad to see she lived in a nice building.

“You know you’re the first woman I’ve ever kissed,” I told her.

“Really?” She said, a little surprised I wasn’t a lesbian. She smiled at me.

“Yes, you’re so pretty and I love how you dress,” I said, really kissing her butt. She laughed and took me into her apartment.

She lived in a tiny apartment that was well decorated. She had photographs of naked women like the one’s in her office. I admired how open she was about her sexuality. She took my hand and gave me a short tour of her place. It reminded me of the cheesy way an old boyfriend tried to get me in his bed. Miss Morgan was no different, somehow we ended up in her bedroom. She put her arm around my waist and kissed me again. I put my arms around her neck, kissing her sweet lips. She squeezed me and touched my nose like I was a child. I held onto her tight, noticing some interesting things in her bedroom. Among them were padded handcuffs and what looked liked whips and collars. This woman was a deviant.

I could tell she had an active and kinky sex life. This made me very excited, I was desperate to be with someone who knew what they were doing in bed. She pulled me to her bed and began to undress me. My heart pounded like crazy as I followed along with her and let her strip me.

“Do you run a lot?” She smiled, flattering me about my nice legs and butt. Then she grabbed my butt and gave it a good squeeze.

“Yeah,” I laughed. She touched her hand to my tummy and rubbed me gently with her palm. At this point my t-shirt and my jeans were lying on her floor. She sat me on her bed. I knew we weren’t going to have normal sex that night. She casually took this collar from her nightstand and placed it around my neck.

“I want you to wear my collar and be my little pet tonight,” She said, her voice taking a commanding tone.

Instantly I had a very humble and submissive feeling. It would get much more depraved. Next, she takes a long leathery leash and snaps it on the collar.

“Have you ever worn a collar before?” She asked. If I wasn’t so turned on by her I would have laughed.

“No,” I squeaked. She pulled on the leashed to test it’s strength as she held the back of my head. We kissed passionately, it felt so different and better when I was wearing a collar. I really did feel like her pet.

She made me get on her rug where she tied the leash to her bed frame. I could see she was into the power trip thing. I sat on her floor on my hands and knees like a dog whole she undressed in front of me. I watched her slowly reveal the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t tell how old she was, I mean she could have been 40, but she had the body of a 27 year old. She stripped completely naked, giving me little glances while I watched. She had a fuzzy pussy, cute breasts, strong legs. I couldn’t touch her because I was tied to her bed however. This was kinky stuff for me.

She looks down at me, grinning, while she takes this short crop out. It was a handle with several little whips with beads on the ends of them. My heart pounded while she walked around me. I could hear a muffled laugh from her. She leaned down and grabbed onto my thigh, pulling me up so my butt was sticking up high.

“Umm, Miss Morgan,” I squeaked. I wanted to tell her I would rather not be whipped, I’m not good with pain. Before I could tell her she let me have it.

“Aoow!” I screamed as she lashed me good. I jumped up and choked by the short leash.

“Erm!” I whined as she hit me on my butt with her whip. The fear was hot, it made everything so sensitive and intense. I was experiences waves of pleasure without ever been touched. Miss Morgan was getting a lot of sick pleasure from lashing my backside.

“Aoowww, that hurts!” I groaned.

“You can’t have any rewards without punishment, Kimberly,” She said tauntingly. She was referencing part of an essay I wrote for her class too. She was really trying to get in my head, and it was working. I was completely submissive to her, I could have taken the collar off if I wanted to. I didn’t want to though, I liked being helpless. She struck me again and again, making me jump each time as the whips stung me. She was getting aroused by this, I could hear her breathing deeply from behind me.

After about 15 lashes she put it away. I was so anxious and nervous while she walked around her bedroom casually.

“You’re quite submissive Kimberly,” She remarked.

“I, I don’t know,” I stammered as she leaned down beside me and snapped my bra off. She then grabbed my breast. At first she squeezed it hard, but then she started to stroke my nipple tenderly. She was really working me up.

“Yes, Miss Morgan,” She corrected me.

“Yes, Miss Morgan,” I repeated obediently. This was hot, I loved the mix of pleasure and pain she was giving me. Miss Morgan was good at pushing my buttons.

“Spread your legs pet,” She commanded. Her tone reminded me of a time she lectured a boy in my class. I spread my knees apart obediently. I was desperate for more. I gasped when she grabbed my thighs and started adjusting me. She pushed her head between my legs and started to lick my pussy. I felt her tongue darting across and around my warm hole. She tilted my body up so she could rub her tongue around my clit.

“Oooh,” I groaned. She held my legs and worked her tongue inside my pussy. I felt her fingers pushing on my clit as her tongue started to wiggle inside me quickly. I was super wet and really close to bursting.

She licked me for a few minutes then stood up. I was helpless but to sit there because the leash did not allow me much room to move. I never even considered taking the collar off. I loved Emma too much to disobey her. She had a power over me.

“You’re a good little woman, right Kimberly? I don’t need to worry about you do I?” She said teasingly.

“No, Miss Morgan,” I whimpered. I loved this game, submitting myself to her. I squirmed on the floor as she went into her closet. I wondered why Emma liked to be in control so much.

“These are right for you,” she said. I saw she had a long flexible rope of about a dozen plastic balls.

“I believe you had a ten page essay, correct Kimberly?” She said. I loved how she used my full name when she spoke to me.

“Yes, Miss Morgan,” I squealed.

“I have ten little balls for you then,” she said amusingly.

She tugged my panties down to my knees and pulled my pussy up high. I felt so vulnerable, aching for her to give me lots of orgasms. I put my head on the floor as she popped one of the balls in my pussy. I could see the long chain of them as she held them and twirled the first one around in my pussy.

“I wish I had more obedient students like you Kim,” she sighed as she pushed two more of the balls in me. This made me shudder tremendously. I could feel them massaging my sensitive muscles inside my vagina. She rubbed my back for a bit as she swirled the rope of them around in me slowly. I kept groaning, feeling her hand slide down my leg and start to rub my clit. This made me cum.

“Uhhnnn!” I whimpered. I was barely about to sit up as she rubbed my clit wildly, feeding me her kinky sex toy.

“Cum my little pet, don’t resist it,” She commanded, really rubbing my clit. She popped a couple more of the balls in me, pushing and pulling the chain so I felt every muscle inside me being massaged. I was super sensitive so I came hard. It felt incredible.

“Ooh God! Oh God!” I cried out as she stroked my clit. I felt the chain of about 10 of these big plastic balls being pushed in and out of my pussy, each one making me shudder.

“Good little pet, don’t stop, let it flood,” She demanded. My eyes started to get really wide as she pushed all of them in and them slowly tug them out. I felt each one pop out of my little ring, intensifying my orgasm. This was just a little toy, it was over easily over a foot long strand of balls a little smaller than golf balls. I felt them push back in, one by one. Emma kept rubbing my clit, feeding me more of them. I felt the collar choking me a little as I put my head down, shuddering so much.

“Uhhhnn!” I whined. “Aooowwww!” Screaming as she started to pull them out again. She rubbed my back while my eyes watered up, feeling that mix of pleasure and pain again. The pain intensified my orgasm a lot.

“Oh my God,” I gasped when she pulled them out for good. She stroked my hair for a bit and then took the collar off. I was glowing, I threw my arms around her neck and kissed her. I darted my tongue in her mouth, letting her know how much I loved her. I experienced more than I ever fantasized about.

That night I made Miss Morgan orgasm when I licked my first pussy. She held me in her arms all night, squeezing me like I was her little pet. Needless to say, I got perfect grades from her for the rest of that year.

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Tag  my daughter. My daughter with no nicker. View Author’s Copyright Information

Alone with my daughter for the weekend, my wife had gone to london to see some shows for the weekend.

About my daughter, she is 17 years, but  only 5.1 with mosquito tits.we were watching tv, she had a tank top on and a short mini  dress, and I was sure I could see her cute hairs as she moved, I was getting very hard by now,so i said i was going for my bath(also my nighty wank.
I was only in the bath about 10 min and nicky knock on the door,daddy can i have a pee please,ok i said puting my flannel over my cock, she sat on the loo, when she had finish, she got up i could see she had on nicks on, i said were are your nicker ,she said i never were them in the house, buy this time my cock rose two inches and my flannel, jump off, nicky look at it and said daddy your cock is big can i touch it,what could i say ok love.
She touch it and suck it and made me cum, then she goodnight.
The next night she went for a bath first, my mind was working over time.

I put my dressing gown on and then knock on the bathroom door, nicky can i please have a wee, ok she said, when i had finish i got up. she look at my cock and said after i touched  you last night would you like to touch me now, how could i not, i finger her cunt and touch her tits,and went  to bed.
I heard nicky come out of the bathroom, and she came in to my room, are you a slept daddy, no i am not then she got in my bed ,she ws still in the nude, we cuddle up with eash other then we made love, it was then that i found out my daughter was a Virgin, and i broke her cherry.

 

 

 

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Tag  straight sex, monogamy, m/f relationship The early March wind awakens us from sleep to sensuality, then lulls us back to sleep once again. View Author’s Copyright Information

A cool breeze floats through the open window on this early March morning, and with it come the glorious sounds of birds, the neighbor’s dog and the distant laughter of a child. Sundays are infinitely slower when we play hooky and lie in bed together. The wind lifts the window curtain, and your fingers brush the hair from my cheek with a feather-like touch. I slowly drift into consciousness and realize that as I lie here with my eyes still closed, you’ve been watching me sleep. A smile teases the corner of my mouth, and you catch me. Pulling me close to you in one strong arm.

Your skin next to mine is warm and ineffable. The chemistry between us seeps through our pores and we come together like gravity and a falling star, unable to defy the laws of attraction—unwilling to do so if we could. I feel your warmth permeating my skin, your chest against my shoulders, your arm around my waist. The muscles in your thighs tense agreeably against the backs of mine, and I luxuriate in the camber of your hips as they curve around my full buttocks. Blowing softly against the back of my neck, you send delicious shivers through my flesh, while that throaty morning-whisper threatens to send me right over the edge.

I moan softly as your lips caress my shoulders, your fingers drag across my skin, brushing the lengths of my hair out of the path of your mouth as it travels across my back, pulling warmth and succor to the surface with every kiss. I can feel our bodies melding together like copper and silver alloy. The fever in your flesh intensifies, as murmurs of pleasure escape from my throat. Your hand gently kneads my left breast as both heat and moisture build between my legs. I bow my back and press my hips into yours, longing for you to feel the telltale signs of the craving that swells in my belly.

With a sudden mind of their own, your hands roam over my body, squeezing, kneading, groping, as your hunger echoes back the intensity of mine. Your fingers trace the familiar trail from my nipples to my warm, wet cunt; and as you press into me, I exhale in a low growl. Increased intensity fuels your agression and you nip sharply at the flesh on my back. The bites both pique and inflame my skin, and the moments that separate the torture from the welt soothing kisses, seem like a delicious eternity.

Your fingers tug and pinch my labia, rolling them, slipping in and out of them to dip into my wetness. You deftly circle my clit, brushing across the swollen bud in an erratic, irregular rhythm. The pressure of your erection swells against me, seeking the source of that sticky heat between my legs. In one fluid motion, you roll me onto my stomach, and pull my hips into the air. Leaning close behind me, your hands cup the round globes of my ass and pull me toward your throbbing shaft.

I am hot and ready for you, a guttural moan echoing from me as you thrust into my core. You thicken and moan your pleasure into my shoulder, your fingers plaited in the lengths of my hair. I shudder in ecstasy, as the tension not only mounts in the depths of my core, but radiates out from there to each nerve-ending in my body. Every other thing in the room—in the entire world—fades in the sharp intensity of this moment.

I can hear your breath coming in ragged gasps, feel your hands tighten their grip on my hips and your leg muscles stiffen. You growl under your breath as the coil of pleasure tightens in your groin. My explosion slams through me like breakers against the cliffs along the shore, muscles tensing and releasing, tensing and releasing, rippling over your shaft in rapid, fluid motion. Within minutes, you are emptying yourself into my depths, spilling every ounce of your life into me.

In a moment, you collapse beside me. Wrapping me possessively in your embrace, you pull me to your broad chest with both strong arms. I fall asleep with my head on your shoulder, listening to the rhythm of your heart, and your sweet breath as they both gradually slow to a normal tempo. Outside the window, the Sunday morning breeze blows through the trees, and sings a lullaby to our ears. We easily succumb to its influence.

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Tag  straight, friends A surprising night at my friend’s house

I have been friends with John and Sara for many years, and often stay for long weekends with them and their family. Little did I know what this weekend had to offer!

I have watched their daughter grow up and I felt very privileged to be invited to her family’s celebrations of her 18 th birthday. The drink flowed freely, and as the party wound down, we were all a little drunk. Eventually there was only John, Sara, Michelle and myself remaining, and a bomb-site masquerading as a living room. “Let’s tidy up tomorrow, I’m whacked”, and with that Sara made her way upstairs to bed, closely followed by the rest of us.

I undressed, and, as usual, got in to bed nude. In a very short time I was asleep.

I awoke sometime later, but through the fog of sleep was unsure why. It sounded like there was someone in the room trying to be silent. Attempting to wake-up just enough to find a comfortable spot in the bed I became aware that the lower part of my legs were uncovered. It was then I felt a soft breath on my toes. Then a mouth closed around the big toe of my right foot and began to suck. I was waking up very quickly now! “Just what is….” I started to say but there was a loud “shhhhhh, we don’t want to wake everyone else up, and I have been wanting to do this for years”. “Gosh, it’s Sara” I thought, and I whispered “me too”. Sara’s hands stroked my calf, and slowly worked their way up. By the time they had reached my thighs I was very erect. Sara’s hands reached my balls, and then pulled away. “You don’t mind do you” Sara softly whispered. “No, why should I?” I replied, “if you are OK with this, I am”. “OK, but tell me if I hurt you”.

The hands fondled my balls as I felt the weight of Sara’s body on my legs. I felt the pressure of here erect nipples, and Sara deliberately made sue she rubbed them on my legs. Then slowly she licked my balls, and deliberately worked her way up my pulsing shaft. When she reached the top her tongue slowly liked around my pee hole. As the tongue started to work its way down I felt her moist lips enclose my member. Leisurely, he tongue and lips worked down, on reaching the bottom, were worked back up.

“This is nice, but I am a bit passive here” I pointed out. With that Sara discontinued her work my cock and moved her body to lie beside me. She positioned her cunt so it lay next to my cock, and I could feel her warmth. As her mouth was now in range I started a long, deep, passionate kiss. With my free left hand I found her right tit and slowly massaged it.   Then I moved my hand down her body and between my cock and her cunt. Finding her clit I rubbed this gently whilst still maintain the kissing. Then I started to rub her slit before inserting a couple of fingers. Sara was very hot and very wet, so I gently I moved my tongue down Sara’s neck and cleavage and found the other tit. Unhurriedly I gently sucked the tit and used my tongue to lick the areola whist keeping my fingers moving in and out of her slit. Sara let out a long whispered moan, she was obviously trying to keep as quiet as possible.

“Please fuck me now”, Sara quietly demanded. I rolled Sara on to her back, and positioned my cock by her entrance. I gradually inserted myself, and was pleasantly surprised at her tightness, but she was so wet I had no trouble entering her. As there was no need to rush, and as we had to keep the noise down, I pumped slowly. I rested my body on my right arm, so I could continue to massage her breasts with my left hand. However, eventually we began to pant. Sara picked up one of my pillows, and as her body began to twitch, let out a muffled scream in to it. A few seconds after I became tingly and there was the blessed release as I came too.

“Thank you, you were everything I dreamed off” I managed as I settled to lay beside her. “You too” Sara replied. But, I was still drunk, and just had a tremendous fuck. Very soon I was back asleep again.

Later I woke to find Sara still in bed with me. Daylight was coming through the curtained windows, so I knew I had to wake Sara so that she wouldn’t get in to trouble with John. Just then, there was I knock on the door. “I have made you an early morning tea” Sara, Michelle’s mother, said as she entered the room and discovered the scene.

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Tag  anal, spanking, straight, FM After breaking something Sarah is shown how to repay her debt! View Author’s Copyright Information

I’d been running my own publishing company for some time now and had also made a lot of money from the release of my first couple of novels, so I suppose you could call me semi famous, definitely rich and now with the publishing company definitely in a position of power. I had asked an employment agency to send me a personal assistant to work closely with me and because of the amount of work I had, I needed someone who would follow my instructions carefully. The agency had sent me a young woman called Sarah she was a really pretty Indian girl, with amazing eyes and luscious lips. She was slim with fantastic full and firm breasts that seemed to be fighting to escape whatever top she was wearing, her hair cascaded in waves down her back. Every time I looked at her exotic eastern looks I wanted to rip her clothes off and make her submit to my will and I kept fantasising about the dirty things I wanted to do to her.

 

At first she kept wearing casual suits with long trousers that was the first thing I had to correct with her, I called her into the office at the end of her first week.

“Well Sarah, I’m certainly pleased with your work but you need to do something about the way you dress, I expect you to come to work looking a certain way, this business has an image to keep.” I said to Sara as she stood before me.

“I’m sorry but I thought I was dressing smartly Sir, and I thought you would judge me on my work.” Sara said apologetically.

“Look Sarah I’m the boss and you’ll do exactly as I say ok.” Sarah nodded, “Or I’ll find someone else to work for me. So on Monday I expect to see you in a tight white blouse, a tight black short skirt and nice classy looking high heels and I expect you to do as I say.” I said firmly, Sarah bit her lip and looked so hot I wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her right there.

“Ok Sir I will do anything you want I really want to work here.” Sarah said shyly

 

On Monday morning Sarah came into the office looking amazingly horny and hot, her shoes were high black stilettos, her blouse was tight white silk with the top two buttons undone showing her ample cleavage off to perfection her dark caramel skin glistened in the lights. As my eyes moved down Sarah’s hot body her skirt was tight black and came about half way down her firm thighs her bare legs looked amazing as she moved stealthily towards me.

“Well is this ok Sir; is this how you want me to dress?” She asked her beautiful mouth in a sensual pout.

“Yes that’s better, much more how I expect my employees to dress.” As I spoke my eyes devoured the hot erotic sight in front of me. Sarah turned to walk to her desk in the outer office the tight material of her skirt caressed her ass as she walked slowly away, I could’nt see any disruption to the tight surface, I could only hope she was wearing no panties. I watched Sarah carefully as she moved round the office, filing, making coffee and phone calls, she moved gracefully giving me coy looks and making a point of leaning over near me so I got a very good view down her top or peeks up her skirt as she squatted down to pick thing up of the floor. I was convinced she knew what she was doing, she was teasing me and it was working my cock was slowly hardening and twitching to life.

 

I managed to tear myself away from my fantasises and to stop myself staring at Sarah’s hot body long enough to do some work when I heard a crash from outside my office. It sounded like something had been broken where Sarah had her desk I went to my office door to see Sarah crouched down picking up several pieces of a broken statue that was part of my collection of art, her head snapped round in horror.

“Oh I’m so sorry I was just carrying some files past it and I stumbled and knocked it over, I’m really sorry I hope it wasn’t expensive!” Sarah said embarrassed at her mistake.

“Well actually it was very expensive, it cost me $200,000. You clumsy woman.” I shouted loudly at Sarah really annoyed I knew the insurance would cover the cost but it was still a favourite piece of mine.

“Please don’t fire me I really need the job, and I was hoping that you would publish some of my stories.” Sarah’s voice quivered as she spoke, “Please what can I do to make it up to you?”

 

Although I was really annoyed the sight of a sexy distraught young woman just turned me on and my mind began to race.

“Well you’ll have to do a lot to work off that amount of money and you have to be punished as well won’t you. As long as you do as you’re told we can come to some arrangement.” I said to a nervous Sarah as I walked back into my office, “Lock the front door and come into my office.” I instructed.

 

I sat on the couch in my office as Sarah walked in and closed the door behind her even though there were no blinds in the office we were twenty floors up so no-one could see us. I pointed to a spot in front of me and Sarah stood there holding her hands tightly behind her back making her large firm breasts look like they were going to rip her blouse open. She had a worried look on her face and clearly didn’t know what to expect, but from the way she had been parading around in front of me today she must have known things were going to get interesting.

 

“Right Sarah, first I have to punish you before you can begin to repay me, come here and lie across my lap!” Sarah slowly and unsurely moved towards me bringing her hands forward to smooth her skirt down I grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her down across me. Her beautiful pert and firm ass was right in front of me I carefully stroked it through her skirt she definitely had no panties on, I raised my hand and brought it down sharply on her ass. Sarah gasped as my hand made contact and she looked over her shoulder at me with a shocked expression.

“Don’t be surprised, I said you would be punished and to pay me back you are going to all the dirty things I want you to do.” I said firmly bringing my hand down again with another resounding crack as my palm made contact, Sarah began to struggle a little but I placed one hand on her shoulders to keep her in place. Using my other hand to pull her skirt up over ass exposing her nakedness, she had a beautiful peach of an ass with the mound her pussy just bulging out between her legs. My cock began to get really hard beneath Sarah’s wriggling body, smack my hand spanked her dark bare beautiful skin, I massaged the cheek of her ass making her pussy open slightly and I could see some juices just making her pussy wet. I traced the outside of her cunt lips with my finger just parting them slight then lifting my finger to my mouth and tasted her wonderful musky juice. Sarah wriggled again so she got another smack on her ass to make her stop.

“Look you want to keep your job and want me to look at your writing then you’ll do as you are told. Now stand up and take your clothes off.” I told Sarah.

 

She did as she was instructed and facing me she undid her skirt letting it fall to the floor, she slowly and sexily unbuttoned her blouse and threw it to one side with her bra joining it. Her breasts dropped but only very slightly as she lost the support her bra gave her, Sarah’s erect dark nipples looked amazing contrasted against the slightly lighter colour of her firm breasts. Looking down she had a very trim neatly waxed triangle of pubic hair above her pussy with the lips pouting out glistening with Sarah’s increasing juices. I stared for a few moments letting my eyes focus on her cunt Sarah stood there shifting from one foot to the other not knowing what was coming next. I moved to the edge of the sofa and grabbed her hips pulling her pussy towards my mouth my tongue finding her wet clit straight away, she tasted amazing the musky smell of her cunt nearly driving me insane. My finger worked round her body forcing their way into her cunt from behind, working her wet pussy and having juices flowing all over my finger. I managed to look up and saw that Sarah was squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples hard and she had a look of pure pleasure on her face, my fingers moved their way up to her ass, I forced one of my middle fingers into her ass Sarah gasped as the ring of muscle slipped over my well lubricated finger.

“Sir I’ve never had anything in my ass, I’ve only had sex a couple of times. Please I’m not sure about this.” Sarah pleaded.

“I’ve told you if you want to keep the job you’ll do as I order. Ok.” I said looking directly at her as I forced another finger into her ass and then clamped my mouth back on her cunt firmly biting her clit, Sarah began to moan as she gave way to the pleasure as my tongue worked her cunt and my fingers fucked her tight ass.

 

I stood up and kissed her firmly her hard nipples dug into my chest and I grabbed and squeezed her heavy breasts firmly, then placing my hands on her shoulders I pushed Sarah to her knees. Taking my shirt of as she undid my trousers I kicking my shoes and clothes to the side of the room. We both stood there naked her dark skin looking exotic and erotic I placed my hands on her head my fingers lacing themselves into her thick long hair. I forced Sarah’s mouth towards me and pushed my cock into her open mouth, she began to suck hard on my erection as I held her head tight beginning to fuck her mouth hard and deep. I could hear Sarah gag slight as my cock went deep inside her warm soft mouth her tongue flicking the end. Letting go of her I pulled my cock from her mouth and told her to get on all fours, which she did leaning onto the couch for support. Kneeling behind her I massaged her pussy before ramming a could of fingers inside her Sarah yelped a little at my roughness pulling my finger out they were covered in her wetness which I rubbed into her ass hole my fingers sliding in easily this time.

 

Positioning my cock against the entrance to her cunt I forced my way in, fucking Sarah’s cunt roughly, she began to moan loudly as the friction made her pussy feel so hot her moans became louder and more animalistic as I fucked her harder. Holding the cheeks of her ass I pulled them apart exposing the puckered muscle of her anus, I slipped a finger inside Sarah gave a loud moan. I pulled my cock from her pussy and lined up at her ass, Sarah’s hand went between her legs as she began to finger herself furiously. I pushed at her ass and thought that maybe she was too tight, but I just pushed harder and eventually my hard throbbing cock forced its way into Sarah’s tight ass. She screamed in a mixture of pleasure and a little pain as I fucked her ass, I could feel her fingernails scratch my balls and the base of my cock as she worked her cunt into frenzy. Sarah began to moan and groan loudly as her body began to tremble and throb as an orgasm raged through her hot body. I continued to fuck her ass, the muscle contracting painfully on my cock as her orgasm continued. I pulled out of Sarah’s ass and stood up; she turned round with a dirty smile on her face and sat on the edge of the couch. Sarah grabbed my cock and began to masturbate it vigorously bringing her mouth close to the end of it letting her teeth scrape the purple skin at the end. I could feel my cum begin to rise as my cock jerked in Sarah’s tight grip, my cum shot out into her eager mouth some of the white cum settling on the beautiful dark skin of her face Sarah’s tongue flicked out to the side and licked the stray cum into her mouth as the last of my cum pumped onto her luscious full lips.

 

“Well Sir Do I keep my job?” Sarah said with a sly smile.

“Hmm well I’ll think about it, you must have worked a few hundred dollars off today, so as long as you always do as you’re told I think it will work out.

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