writeradonia
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We had been flirting with the idea for weeks, this co-worker and I. I was very attracted to him and he wanted to 'play' with me. He was married and I was not. I wanted to feel bad about it but wouldn't allow my mind to venture down that road.
We had this sub dom thing going on. I was a sub to him at work. We got the idea while talking about the movie The Secretary.
There were days he instructed me to wear a specific type of pantie and take them off, bring them to his office and give them to him. We lunched with a group of coworkers. During these lunches he would give me a certain look, the look I knew was his way of demanding I make myself cum at the table and not get noticed. I complied. I am a pretty obedient person when I want to be.
We took this to another level, one where we could introduce the power of touch, up to that point everything was talk and visual.
He asked me to stay late but wait in the parking garage in my car. I didn't know how long he wanted me to stay so I sat obediently in my car.
45 minutes passed and he was jumping into my passenger seat, instructing me to drive to the roof where no one else was. I complied.
I parked my car in a corner spot, we had a good view of the elevator just in case.
He touched my breasts, tweaking my nipples through my shirt, running his palm over them as they grew more erect.
"How bad does my slut want to cum," he asked in a husky whisper to my ear.
This was the first time he actually touched me anywhere. I was ready to cum just based on that, he turned me on in every way.
"Badly," I replied as he continued to play with my nipples.
His hand moved to my crotch, he rubbed at it with the palm of his hand and nibbled my nipple through the shirt.
I let out a soft groan as I moved my hips forcing my sex against his palm even harder.
"Are you wet?"
"Yes."
"Show me," he said as he lifted my dress up higher and pushed the crotch of my panties aside. His finger slid into me, I spread my legs farther apart.
"You are already throbbing," he whispered.
"I want to cum already," I nervously giggled back as his finger continued to slide in and out of my very slippery cunt.
"Not yet," he said.
Another finger slid in, and another. He turned them in such a way they were pressing firmly against my G spot.
"Oh God," I screamed out as I felt like I could hold back no further.
I grabbed onto the door handle of my car and began to pant. I felt this delightful pressure inside of me as he introduced his entire hand inside my pussy. Everything after that just---happened.
My muscles clamped down around his hand in spasms as I cried out. He moved his hand in and out of me in short abrupt upward strokes. Fluid gushed from me, I could hear it hitting the floor of my car. I feel now in retrospect I should have been embarrassed but I was so turned on and was shocked. His entire hand was inside of me and I came and squirted and writhed around uncontrollably.
When my body stopped convulsing and my breathing slowed down, he removed his hand and gave it a shake. The copious amount of fluid could be heard hitting the floor as he shook it off his hand.
"You were fucking fantastic," he said.
With that-he stepped out of my car.
This was the birth of my favorite fetish, fisting and squirting.
We had this sub dom thing going on. I was a sub to him at work. We got the idea while talking about the movie The Secretary.
There were days he instructed me to wear a specific type of pantie and take them off, bring them to his office and give them to him. We lunched with a group of coworkers. During these lunches he would give me a certain look, the look I knew was his way of demanding I make myself cum at the table and not get noticed. I complied. I am a pretty obedient person when I want to be.
We took this to another level, one where we could introduce the power of touch, up to that point everything was talk and visual.
He asked me to stay late but wait in the parking garage in my car. I didn't know how long he wanted me to stay so I sat obediently in my car.
45 minutes passed and he was jumping into my passenger seat, instructing me to drive to the roof where no one else was. I complied.
I parked my car in a corner spot, we had a good view of the elevator just in case.
He touched my breasts, tweaking my nipples through my shirt, running his palm over them as they grew more erect.
"How bad does my slut want to cum," he asked in a husky whisper to my ear.
This was the first time he actually touched me anywhere. I was ready to cum just based on that, he turned me on in every way.
"Badly," I replied as he continued to play with my nipples.
His hand moved to my crotch, he rubbed at it with the palm of his hand and nibbled my nipple through the shirt.
I let out a soft groan as I moved my hips forcing my sex against his palm even harder.
"Are you wet?"
"Yes."
"Show me," he said as he lifted my dress up higher and pushed the crotch of my panties aside. His finger slid into me, I spread my legs farther apart.
"You are already throbbing," he whispered.
"I want to cum already," I nervously giggled back as his finger continued to slide in and out of my very slippery cunt.
"Not yet," he said.
Another finger slid in, and another. He turned them in such a way they were pressing firmly against my G spot.
"Oh God," I screamed out as I felt like I could hold back no further.
I grabbed onto the door handle of my car and began to pant. I felt this delightful pressure inside of me as he introduced his entire hand inside my pussy. Everything after that just---happened.
My muscles clamped down around his hand in spasms as I cried out. He moved his hand in and out of me in short abrupt upward strokes. Fluid gushed from me, I could hear it hitting the floor of my car. I feel now in retrospect I should have been embarrassed but I was so turned on and was shocked. His entire hand was inside of me and I came and squirted and writhed around uncontrollably.
When my body stopped convulsing and my breathing slowed down, he removed his hand and gave it a shake. The copious amount of fluid could be heard hitting the floor as he shook it off his hand.
"You were fucking fantastic," he said.
With that-he stepped out of my car.
This was the birth of my favorite fetish, fisting and squirting.
