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“Chris” and I had a short little fling a while back before he moved away for work. It was fun and exactly what I needed at the time. We were both super busy at that point so we needed to make the most of our time together. Fairly quickly he started doing small dominant things, like pinning my arms down, that I found I really liked. I’d never experienced that before. We were definitely compatible.

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Our routine went something like this: flirty texts throughout the day Friday, go out Friday night, collapse at his place, spend a lazy Saturday cuddling and fucking and relaxing. As we got to know each other it started getting more intense. I trusted him more and he got a little bolder. I became his thing.

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He’d send the text: Tits

and no matter where I was I’d have to find a discrete place and send him a photo. Walking the dog, at work, buying groceries, it didn’t matter. If I didn’t, or did it too slow for his liking then I might owe him a little extra. Maybe a nipple pinch. If I was at work he would tell me to go into the bathroom and show him my pussy. It would be torture to be exposed like that and not allowed to touch myself. If I asked nicely and was responsive during the day then he might let me slip a finger in my pussy or even my ass. Maybe he would tell me to show him my pussy or slap it quietly so nobody would hear. If I was naughty or he had been too busy with work to send me requests during the day I’d do it without asking and send him the video. Then, I’d get a spank for every second my fingers were somewhere they shouldn’t have been without his permission. Our game lasted into our date on Friday too. If he wanted he could reach across in the theater and pull a tit out, or sneak a hand up my shirt at a restaurant. If we were with friends he would find a discrete time to get me alone.

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We would be in a basement bathroom at the party and he would make me bend over the counter. He’d pull my dress up and my panties down and run his thumb over my pussy just to test that it was wet. If I was I might get a reward. He might slide his cock in and fuck me, just a couple thrusts. Just enough to get us both more excited. Then he’d pull out, zip up and send me back to the party while his cock got less noticeable.

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If I wasn’t wet, well, then I’d get punished. If his thumb came back dry he’d make a disappointed ’tisk’, reach up to my nipple, hard from being pressed onto the cold counter and give my nipple a slap. We never had much time so he usually used his hand to give me a couple smacks on the ass too. If I had been good during the day, if I had earned his cock and he was feeling generous then he’d allow me to get on my knees, panties still down and lick his cock for a minute.

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This continued to Saturday. I’ve always been a morning person and would want to lick his cock to wake him, but I usually hadn’t earned it yet so I’d let him sleep. I’d walk the dog or putz around in my relaxo clothes until he woke up. The later it got the wetter I’d get in anticipation. When he would wake up he’d come find me. Doing my taxes? He’d walk up behind my chair and slip his hand down my loose shirt and roll my nipple in his fingers. He’d be happy I wasn’t wearing a bra. Putting dishes away? He’d ask me to bring him some coffee, bend me over the chair and give my ass a nice squeeze. He might just leave me there, bent over his lap, playing with me for a while. Maybe he’d pull my pjs down. Maybe he would slip my panties to the side to let his thumb check my pussy again. Or maybe he’d pull my panties down and just leave me there, ass up and exposed while he spanked me wet and he wanted a refresh of his coffee, then he’d send me off. If I brought it back fast enough he might let me pull his cock out of his shorts and hold my face down on it. I did most of my weekend tasks topless.

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All day he’d tease and use me like this. One day I was folding laundry on the bed and he came in. I’d been distracted thinking about work and wasn’t wet. I knew. He knew. He pulled my shirt down to my waist, turned me to face the bed and pulled my pj bottoms and panties down to my thighs. Still standing I could feel him press his hard cock between my legs. Not entering yet he started to slowly thrust back and forth, the top of his cock sliding past my pussy.

“Tell me the ways you’ll fix this.”

Out came all the things I wanted him to do for me. He could pick which panties I got wet during the week, he could make we not wear any. He could share me with a friend, I’d come to his work on my day off with no panties and he could feel how wet I was for him then. Before long I’d soaked his cock and he decided to slowly slip it in my pussy. He covered my mouth while he fucked me, finished, and slid my panties back into place to catch his cum. I stayed with my top down until we decided to take a shower and go to bed. Our relationship stayed like this until he moved for work and we aren’t really in touch anymore, but I sure hope someday that he’ll be in town and I’ll get a text that just says “Tits”

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Part two, a tiny side story, will be coming soon.

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(This is my favorite sexy memory and fantasy that I think back on. I’m single now so saddled with the responsibility of creating all my own sexy time fuel. If anyone wants to ease that responsibility with giving me written spin offs of this theme to fantasize about…knock yourselves out!)

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