This is going to hurt [FM]

The lift doors opened into my office, I took one last look at myself in the mirrored walls, checking for any obvious signs, and walked out, head held high with a grin on my face.

“Morning Red!” I hear from a colleague. “Nice dress, got a hot date tonight?”

I raise an eyebrow and smile coyly, “something like that.” I reply.

What he doesn’t know is that with every step I take I can feel the cum dripping out of me and pooling into my already saturated underwear.

***

My morning had been… a tad different than usual. Having recently gotten back in touch with an old school friend, who, as it turns out, is rather kinky, and in the market for a new cumslut to train, we met up for…breakfast??

It’s probably worth noting at this point that i’m a happily married woman who has never considered doing anything like this in the past; but there’s something about him, and specifically, his demands, that really excites me.

As I parked my car at our agreed meeting spot, my body was alive with nerves and excitement. I was desperate for, and yet terrified of what I knew was about to happen.

He pulled up beside me in his car. I hop in. Awkwardly I may add.

As we drive, he makes small demands of me, ‘remove your shoes’, ‘remove your tights’, ‘spread your legs and put your feet on the dashboard’. I comply, reluctantly, and within a few minutes we have arrived at out destination. A small lay-by on the side of a busy A road. Lots of passing traffic, people in cars, on bikes and on foot. The perfect audience.

He instructs me to get out and come to the back of the car. Without wasting a second he kisses me hard, hoists my dress up to my hips and takes a handful of my hair, pushing me forward and folding me into the back of the Land Rover, legs spread over the towball. Before I get chance to take a breath he’s inside me. I flinch with pain and anticipation and my body quickly catches up with my brain. I soon find myself pushing my arse back towards him to take every inch. The rush is overwhelming. I can hear him telling me how amazing my pussy feels and my body reacts, sending a flood of wanton through me.

I can hear how sloppy and wet I’ve become and can feel him fucking me harder as a result. I can see people, through the windscreen, walking past, looking… but I’m so involved that i don’t care.

I’m so close already, but know better than to cum without asking. I tighten my muscles around his cock and beg. “Please can I cum?”

“You’re a dirty whore” he tells me. “but you can cum when I tell you to.” The denial makes me wetter and more desperate for my orgasm. I push back harder. “What are you?” he asks.

“A dirty whore” I reply.

“good girl.”

Those two words are enough to send me over the edge. “Please can I cum?” I beg. “Please?”

“Yes” he relents.

Before the word is even out of his mouth I’m convulsing on the end of his cock. My orgasm prompts his and almost immediately I can feel his warm cum deep inside of my pussy, filling me up as I continue to writhe in pleasure at the feeling him pulsating inside of me. It’s so intense. I continue to cum long and hard, until eventually, i feel him pulling out of me and leaning back so he can get the best view of his cum dripping out of my soaking wet pussy.

“Good girl” he tells me again. “You’re going to make a good little cumslut.”

He scoops a handful of our cum cocktail and forces his fingers into my mouth so I can taste it. He wipes his cum across my face and scrunches it into my hair. A little reminder for the day ahead.

In a split second he’s got hold of my hair again and is forcing me down onto his cock.

I take it willingly and can taste the two of us on his shaft as he fucks my face, harder and harder, forcing his cock down my throat and making me gag. I’m determined to take as much of it as I can but my gag reflex is really testing my willpower.

He throws me up into the car and forces my legs open for him again. He flips me over to take me from behind. Driving himself deep into my already cum filled pussy. He’s so deep that he’s hitting my cervix and it hurts, but I don’t want it to stop. I find myself once again pushing back as hard and deep as I can reminding myself that i’m a dirty whore who wants his cum so badly. And it’s true.

I feel him cumming again and immediately respond with a deep hard orgasm that I have no control over… but I didn’t ask. I can’t stop it. I certainly can’t hide it as I scream in pleasure. The more I cum the more scared i get. I know i’m going to be punished for not asking but i don’t know how soon or how badly or even if at all…

The look on his face says it all… This is going to hurt.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7z7ob/this_is_going_to_hurt_fm