Exploring my dominant side: the jealous girl from class, Part III – fulfilling her fantasy [MF]

This is a continuation of the last couple of stories with Phoebe, a girl from my program in grad school. [story 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61jafh/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/?utm_content=title&utm_medium=user&utm_source=reddit&utm_name=frontpage) [story 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61oc4t/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/?st=j0uh3mx5&sh=b20517e7) As a reminder, Phoebe was smoking hot, brunette, about 5-5, with a pretty face, she was very thin, with a sexy, toned stomach and legs, plus a pair of spectacular tits that just burst right out of anything she wore, a belly button piercing, and a small tattoo on her left ribcage.

As another reminder, I’d first fucked Phoebe after we’d gotten close and she’d jealously cockblocked me two nights in a row. I was so angry with her that I just did what I wanted with her, sort of accidentally exploring some dominant-submissive stuff, and she was so receptive to being submissive. That time, I just told her I was going to fuck her again and later that week I did. After that time, I told her that whenever she masturbated, she was to think of me, text me what she’d imagined me doing to her, and then I would come over and do it.

A disclaimer. Phoebe had a long-distance boyfriend this entire time. I fucked her regardless, like I said in the last story, I was getting drunk with the power of controlling her – she was so unbelievably sexy and I got the sense that I could do whatever I wanted with her. I now recognize that what I was doing was wrong and I regret it, but I’m just trying to convey how I felt at the time, which was a bit guilty, but more turned on.

Anyway, to the story. I’d given Phoebe her command on Saturday night, and I only had to wait until Tuesday before she texted me. Tuesday afternoon, I got a text, “I did what you told me…” I responded, “How was it?” After a long pause, “Hot.” I asked her, “What am I going to do to you tonight?” She sent back a detailed message, excellent, we were in business. I’ll admit, I couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day thinking about what I was going to do to her.

I texted her, “I’ll be done with work at 10:30, be ready for me.” I came over then and she answered the door in only a bathrobe, she’d clearly only just gotten out of the shower. I walked in, grabbed her face in both hands, and kissed her without saying a word. She just melted into my arms as I did. I broke away from the kiss, “Hi sexy, are you glad to see me?” Phoebe smiled broadly, “Yes, of course,” and leaned up to kiss me again.

I pulled her towel down, exposing her beautiful body. She had indeed just gotten out of the shower. Her tits, stomach, shaved pussy, legs, it all looked fantastic. “Get on the couch,” I told her, and she lay on the couch, legs up the air. Still fully clothed, I kneeled in front of her. I leaned over her and kissed her, then moved down and kissed her neck, she moaned lightly. I moved to her tits, taking my time with them, she moaned in anticipation as I circled her nipples, exhaling as I finally took them in my mouth.

I added a little twist to her masturbation fantasy earlier. “You don’t cum until I tell you you can,” I told her. “Tell me when you’re gonna come and I tell you if you can or not.” Phoebe nodded, “Okay.” I slowly moved down to her pussy, kissing very slowly down her tight stomach. I slowly licked up and down her pussy, one, two, three times, then sticking my tongue inside her. She moaned progressively loudly with each move. I then moved to her clit, flicking it softly with my tongue.

As I did, Phoebe started bucking her pussy against my mouth, grinding in rhythm with me. Her grinding and moans got faster and faster, she gasped out, “I’m gonna cum.” Not yet she wasn’t, I immediately took my tongue off her clit. She gasped from the change. I knew she’d just taken a shower, so I moved my tongue down to her ass, running my tongue over and around it. Phoebe moaned slowly, her about-to-cum feeling abated slightly.

I moved back to her clit, establishing my rhythm again. Soon enough, her frantic moaning and grinding returned, “I’m gonna cum,” she yelled again. This time I didn’t stop, in fact, I upped the pleasure. I slid a finger in her ass, lubed with my saliva, and reached up with the other hand to twist her nipple hard. “Fucccckkkk I’m cumming!”, she screamed, pulling my hair hard, her legs twitching uncontrollably. She pulled my face up to hers and kissed her, sloppily and deeply as post-orgasm kisses are.

“Good girl, you followed instructions again,” I told her. “Now here’s what you’re gonna do. In the time it takes me to take my clothes off, you’re gonna make yourself cum again.” Phoebe got started immediately, I kept my eyes fixed on her, she rubbed her clit, looking back at me. I pulled off my shirt, exposing my 6-2, broad, muscular frame. As I pulled off my pants, exposing my rapidly hardening 7” cock, she stuck two fingers inside herself, leaning her head back and arching her back. I knew she was close, “What do you ask me?”, I asked. “Ah fuck! I’m gonna cum,” she somehow got out.

“Wait,” I said, walking over to her. She looked like she was going to die, having to wait, goddamn, that was a sexy look. I walked over and stood next to her, “Now you may cum.” I grabbed her nipple, twisting it again, and there she went. She came again, even harder this time. She sat up and kissed me again.

I stood over her, my cock in her face, her looking up at me with pure desire in her eyes. She didn’t have to be told what to do, immediately sticking me in her mouth. I didn’t let her set the pace, I grabbed the back of her head, slowly but forcefully sliding myself in and out of her mouth. Saliva dripped down from her mouth, but her eyes never left mine. If the earlier look was sexy, this one was out of this world. I fucked her face for a couple of minutes, going progressively faster and harder. It felt so good, using her face however I wanted.

I pulled my cock out of Phoebe’s mouth, leaned down, and kissed her. I pulled her up, taking her hand and leading her to the bedroom. “Bend over,” I told her, and she took up a position kneeling at the edge of the bed, bent over, her pussy exposed to me. I grabbed the lube for later. I positioned my cock at the edge of her pussy, teasing her, “Please, Jake, fuck me,” she begged. Fine, if she insisted. I pushed my cock inside her, she exhaled loudly as I filled her.

I started slowly, building a pace of my thrusts, “Ah ah fuck me,” she moaned. I grunted in response, going faster and deeper, slamming myself into her. With an especially deep thrust, I left my cock inside her and lubed up my fingers. I wanted to make her cum again and I knew this would do it. I picked up the pace of my thrusts again, timing them with my finger moving back and forth in her ass.

Her moans increased in pace and intensity, and I knew she was near the edge. “Rub your clit,” I told her. Phoebe reached behind her and started rubbing, her ass up and her face buried in the blankets. I heard a muffled but unmistakeable “Fuck, holy shit, I’m gonna cum” out of her. “Go ahead, cum for me,” I told her, and as she finished hard, her pussy squeezing my cock, I let out a load grunt and shot my cum deep inside her.

Phoebe turned around and kissed me, like she always did after finishing. “Shit that was hot,” she said, and I had to agree. “Come shower with me,” I told her. We got in the shower and cleaned ourselves off, then we just chilled in there for a while. Our legs were both spent, so we sat on the floor, letting the water fall around us. She leaned back against me, her eyes closed. I reached around her and played with her boobs, kissed her neck, and rubbed her pussy, not to make her cum or anything, just cause I could. “You’re sexy,” I whispered in her ear, and I felt her melt back into me.

When we got out, we dried off, and I pushed her against the wall again, towering over her, kissing her passionately again. Then I got dressed, I had class early in the morning, and wanted to get home and pass out.

Phoebe and I hooked up for like a month after that, I’d go over to her place and fucked her when I felt like it. She cut it off when her boyfriend was going to come visit, I don’t think she could handle the guilt of it anymore. She said the sex was hot but she just couldn’t. After that, she stopped talking to me altogether, sitting literally as far away as she could in class and not even looking at me. I texted her a couple times when drunk, but she didn’t respond. After the year ended, we went different places for our summers and I transferred away from the school (not for her lol), so I actually never saw her again. In the end, it was for the best for it to end. Like I said, it was hot, but a fucked up situation, and looking back, I really do feel bad for putting her in that situation.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/624k0e/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from

One comment on “Exploring my dominant side: the jealous girl from class, Part III – fulfilling her fantasy [MF]

  1. I don’t know why OP would delete his account already. He was gonna post another story that was really good. He also was a nice guy to chat with. Hope you post more stories in the future.

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