Soo, I’ve always enjoyed being the one in charge, not just sexually but in most aspects of my life. I blame it on being the youngest sibling, overcompensating for not having control as a child. It’s led to some challenges in the work place- namely me being too hot-headed with the boss man- but it’s served me well in my private life so I’ve come to terms with it, pun intended. I’ve been working mostly from home during quarantine and have been thinking about this encounter a lot lately and thought it’d be fun to relive it as I write it out in detail, and hopefully some of you will like it too. I read this sub sometimes on my main account and felt like it was finally time for me to contribute. So here goes nothing
This took place around two years ago, I’d just started a new job and was feeling good with how my career was starting to take off. I’d liked my old job and had good friends there, but the new position was way better money and a shorter commute so I couldn’t turn it down. It was about a week after I started that I went out for drinks with my old coworkers, as kind of a good bye party. There were lots of people there, but the only one of note for this story was a man I’ll call Daniel. Daniel and I weren’t close, but we had worked together for about a year and a half so we were familiar with each other. He’s cute in a young sort of way, I have a few years on him but not so many that it’s weird. I definitely caught him looking at me in a more-than-coworkers way two or three times but never did anything about it because I don’t like to date people I work with. Fucking people I *used* to work with though, that’s fair game ;)
We all had a good time mostly talking about movies and what it was like at my new job, I won’t bore you with the details because I know anyone reading this is only reading it to hear about how I fucked some guy, you perverts. A portion of the group ended up at my apartment to watch a movie, and as it ended people slowly filtered out citing work the next morning or some other reason to be home, until it was just Daniel and I on our phones. I noticed he was swiping on Tinder and I ribbed him about how looking for a hookup while on my couch was rude. He got a little embarrassed and I told him I was just teasing, and that I thought it was cute and that I’d help him decide who to swipe on. I noticed he was mostly swiping on a specific type of women, usually medium build shorter girls with blonde hair. I’ll give you one guess as to what I look like. Yep, just like that.
I asked him if he had a type, knowing obviously he did and that I was that type.
“Not really” he said and I called him a liar.
“Well” he relented “I guess I kind of have a thing for blonde chicks but I’m not picky about it.
“Blonde chicks, huh?” I teased him “So you’re saying I’m your type?”
“Well, yeah I guess you are” he laughed. I could tell he was afraid of making it awkward so I pushed him a little bit,
“Would you swipe right on me?” I asked, looking at him with faux puppy dog eyes. He admitted he would, and at that I scooted closer to him on the couch, close enough that we weren’t quite touching but so that I could feel his body heat. I made a point of making his eye and asked him
“And what would you do when I matched with you? Would you flirt with me?”
“I probably would, if I didn’t know you”
“But knowing me makes me unattractive somehow?” I teased again (I like teasing)
“N-no” he said quickly “I just mean, because we work together-” He stopped talking when I placed the back of my hands on his pants, so that my knuckles rested where I could tell a bulge was starting to form.
“We don’t work together anymore” I said “So let me show you what I’d do to you if we matched”
And as I kissed him on the mouth I felt the bulge twitch. That was all the encouragement I needed, because I had been wet ever since I saw him on Tinder and imagined him hooking up with random girls. Nothing turns me on more than a slutty man.
I wasted no time throwing my leg over him so I could straddle him as we continued to make out, and I ground myself against the bulge in his jeans, my hands on his face and his hands around my waist. As they started to creep up my side to my chest, I pulled out of the kiss and took his wrists in my hands, pushing them gently to either side of the couch and looking him in the eye. I could tell he was startled by the sudden change in pace.
“I want to taste you before you touch me” I told him, moving myself to the floor so that I was eye level with his waistline. He hurried to undo his belt and unbutton his jeans, his dick springing out, ready for my touch. I kept my eyes trained on his as I opened my mouth and took him all in my mouth in one swift motion, and then swirled my tongue around it as I slowly pulled it out. I still remember how it tasted. I’ve always had a sweet tooth but there’s something about the saltiness of dick that I honestly get a craving for sometimes, it makes my mouth water.
Once I had gotten a taste of him I stood up, turned around, and started walking to my room. Without looking back, I took my shirt off and told him to follow me.
Once we were in my room, I stripped out of my pants and pushed him on the bed, kissing him slowly on the way down, and then immediately hopping onto his chest, one hand around his neck and the other gripping his cock that was still wet with my spit.
“I like to do things my way” I told him “Is that alright with you?”
He nodded eagerly, and I started stroking him, my other hand still loosely around his throat. We stayed like that for probably ten minutes, me slowly working the pre-cum out of him and him laying prone on my bed, motionless other than his twitches and low groans. I could tell he wanted to fuck me, but instead I stood up on the bed and peeled out of my panties so that I was completely naked. I turned around so that I was facing his legs and kneeled back down, putting my ass right in his face.
“I know you want to fuck me” I said “But I want to cum first. If you can do that then I’ll let you put it in.” and with that I pushed pussy onto his mouth. It felt fucking amazing to have him finally lick my clit, and it turned me on even more when I thought about how many times he’d probably imagined this exact scenario in the office. I played with him a little bit while he ate me out, licking him up and down once or twice, just enough to keep him hard. He was good with his tongue, but even if he wasn’t I still would’ve come. The whole situation was so hot, and I kept thinking about how a week ago we passed each other in the hallway at work, only acquaintances, and now he was tongue deep inside of me. I’m getting wet just thinking about it now. It didn’t take me long at all, and after the waves of pleasure subsided I stood up slowly, legs a little tired and shaky.
“Are you ready to feel yourself inside of me?” I asked in a way that said there was only one acceptable answer.
“Yes” He panted, out of breath.
I kissed him once briefly so that I could taste myself on his lips and then put my hand around his throat again, squeezing a little.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Morgan”
That was all I needed. Moving the hand around his throat to his swollen member, I rubbed the head of his cock against the entrance to my pussy, taking a moment to enjoy the combination of our spit and pre-cum rubbing against my lips, before I slipped him in without any effort at all.
“If you’re a good boy” I whispered “I’ll let you cum”. And with that I started slowly riding him, taking the time to feel every inch move in and out, filling me up and leaving me empty over and over. Once or twice he tried to speed up on his own, bucking his hips in an attempt to push himself deeper into me, but this was met with harsh words from me and even slower movement until he got the message and let me use him to get myself off.
It only took ten minutes until he said he was getting close, and I pulled him out immediately, not wanting him to be done yet.
“You’re close when I say you’re close” I growled “Maybe we should take a break so you can cool off?”
I slipped my hand between my own legs, indicating that I could focus on my own needs for a while if he wasn’t going to be able to keep up with me. He hurried to tell me he’d be able to handle it.
“I’ll be okay” he promised. I believed him, but just to be sure I decided to let him control the pace for a minute or two. I rolled onto my back and spread my legs, and he hurried to get up and into missionary so he could keep fucking me. As I guided him between my legs, I made it clear what I wanted.
“Fuck me” I demanded, and he did, right away picking up a pace much faster than the one I had set when I was on top. I let him do it though, because it felt so fucking good to give in to the pleasure and just enjoy him inside of me. He teased my clit with his thumb off and on, one hand playing with my nipples at the same time. I didn’t think he’d be able to last another two minutes after I’d teased him so bad but he impressed me by keeping up his relentless pounding for another ten before finally telling me he was close again. I had him pull out right away but instead of making him take a break I bent over and took his entire load in my mouth, sucking him dry as he moaned and convulsed.
We lay there for a while after that, not saying anything, before he said he had to go and thanked me for the night. I said he was welcome like we hadn’t done anything other than have drinks and a movie night with some friends, and hugged him goodbye before he left. Once he was gone though, I ran right back to my bed and made myself cum again with just my fingers.
It was a good night to say the least, and I think he told a few of his friends about it because I got some interesting looks from them the next time we all met up for drinks. We never fucked again after that though. He didn’t bring it up and neither did I. I liked the intrigue of a single fun night, and I have other places to get dick when I want it. I still think about that night though, and how fun it was to make him do exactly what I wanted. Maybe I should hit Daniel up next time I’m bored, and make it an intriguing pair of nights.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iwqylu/one_of_my_f_favorite_times_taking_control_with_an
Good for you. The battle for control can be very sexy!
Do you have more stories?
Great story. Your dominance is enticing
This one is great ! Thank you Morgan.