Hey, I’m a 20-year old girl who can’t shake these fantasies out of my head. I guess I’ll start with the first one:
I have a boss who is a nationally ranked athlete, so obviously he’s really talented. His determination and focus is really sexy and even from my first interview for my job with him I could definitely feel a spark. He always stares at me really intensely, like he has full control over me or would cut me in half. It’s very hot.
The next time I had an interview with him, he showed me different exercises to show to the kids and talked with me on a park bench about my work schedule. This was all fun but then a fly flew by my leg and he reached out to catch it, peeking at the end of my skirt. The quick motion of him catching a fly and then staring intently at my body, even for a split second was enough to give me shivers. If he’d advanced on me in that moment, I don’t know what I would have done.
So of course, every once in a while I think about what it would be like if we arranged another meeting, or if he called me aside to give me more tips and pointers. The first thing I always notice about him is his intense, piercing stare. Just casually it takes a great deal of effort for me to not become a puddle under his gaze, especially at work! The next thing is his frame: His long, sexy black hair and thin sturdy arms with broad, sloping shoulders that curve into your personal space not from poor posture, but aggression.
I imagine him lecturing me on the precisely right thing to do, and doing so the way he does at work: by staring at me, lowering his voice and giving a long list of detailed instructions for me to carry out. He does this when we’re alone this time, quizzing me over and over, adding more and more layers to something that started out very simple, taking the conversation in new twists and turns until I wind up confused, feeling my thoughts turn full circle but with the ends not fitting.
It’s at this point that he starts taking advantage of me. In my confusion, he reaches for my thigh. “I wish you’d get a newer uniform. The nylon ones are much sleeker” he says moving his hand up to the bottom of my hip. I look down at his hand then back at him. He reaches for my braid, “I always love the way you do your hair.” As he reaches around me, his whole body comes closer. I can smell him, and he leans over me and pulls me close by my waist and kisses me ferociously.
I’ve never felt a man so determined to make me his. He gropes me through my clothes as if they’re not even there, squeezing my thighs and parting them slightly with his pelvis as he corners me.
“I’ve always wanted to do this to you. I’ve known you wanted it from the moment I first saw your bashful little smile concealing those hungry lips of yours, you shy little pervert!” This entire time I’m afraid. Afraid I’ll get caught or that he’ll somehow use this as an excuse to fire me, but beyond my hesitation I’m aroused, and moan softly as he continues to press into me.
He’s felt under my clothes now, my breasts, and down to my wet pussy, where he grazes one of his large fingers along the beads of my clitoral hood piercing.
“Now what’s this?” he says. He tears off my pants, only briefly fiddling with my underwear to tease me before stripping that off too. He has me take off my shirt and then unzip his pants. His long thick cock sways out and pushes against the lips of my pussy.
I moan and look up at his piercing eyes once again as he gently rubs his cock on the outside of my dripping cunt. He pushes it into me and I feel its length passing through the walls of my pussy.
“Oh please fuck me more!” He pushes his cock only a quarter of the way in this time, “I’ll fuck you as I please, your little cunt is going to have to wait until my cock gets there, when it’s finally all the way deep inside your pussy.” he replies, pushing his cock in just another small length as he taunts me.
“Mmmmh! I need it though.” I whine. I never like to whine but his cock makes me beg more and more. I bounce in place, getting as much action as my pussy can get while he holds me down.
“I see you really want it.” He says, “You’re a good girl.” He slides his cock all the way into my pussy once again and begins pumping me with its girth. His rhythmic pounding deepening and stretching my pussy to accommodate his cock. I moan louder and louder until he slaps me. “There are people around” he says sternly. “you have to be quiet as a slutty little mouse.” he says, grabbing my right ass cheek and spreading it to slap the other.
I moan as I feel his long, shapely cock pull in and out, stimulating the muscles of my pussy, I wrap around him, all of me, my legs, my titties and pussy all hug him close as he drives himself into me and enjoys my open body. He growls as he continues to thrust into me and make my pussy quiver and drip. He’s clearly just enjoying me like an object, his little fuck doll.
I continue to moan until he slaps me, and we play a game where I struggle and he disciplines me, all the while making me go wild for his cock. I flush and scream until he pulls his dick further in than he had gone before, cascading warm cum up against the back of my pussy, filling my deepest parts with a liquidy mass of his thick juices. He pumps into me two more times before pulling out and resting his cock on me. I lean foreward and kiss him with all my might until I become dizzy. I love my job!
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/5zje2l/fantasy_about_my_domineering_boss_has_been
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