TL;DR: I spent a night in an Airbnb with a colleague and showed her how her body should be used.
I work with an insanely attractive woman and since we’ve been working together we’ve discovered we share a lot of the same kinks. We talked about them extensively and agreed on safe words and limits. One fantasy that we both get off on is CNC, and that’s something we chatted about a lot. Eventually, that turned into trying to touch her without her explicit consent, a game that turned us both on hugely.
Just before lockdown, we had to stay overnight in a big city for a job. Instead of booking hotel rooms, I booked an Airbnb because I wanted her somewhere private. I knew I was going to try and fuck her, and I hoped there was going to be a struggle and I didn’t want to worry about someone seeing us.
After we were checked in, I went and bought some wine while she unpacked her stuff. When I got back, she was wearing a dressing gown, tightly belted. We had a drink, put a movie on and cuddled on the sofa. She sat at the end of the sofa and put her legs across my lap. I massaged her lower legs, rubbing my fingers around her feet and ankles and squeezing her calves. I moved higher, to her thighs, pushing her gown open enough to get a glimpse of little red lace knickers underneath. She pushed my hand away, telling me no and covering herself up.
“Don’t do that again,” I said, as I continued massaging, again moving my hands to the top of her thighs and opening her dressing gown.
“I mean it,” she said, pushing my hands back down to her knees.
I looked her in the eyes as my fingers stroked her smooth skin, then without warning I pushed them hard between her thighs, forcing them until my fingertips were pushing into her pussy.
“Don’t tell me no when I’m being nice and massaging your legs. I’m not trying to touch your little cunt. You’ll know when I am,” I said, holding eye contact.
As I spoke, I pushed my fingers deeper into the fabric of her knickers and I could feel her cunt start to open for me. I stopped and pulled my hand back, waiting for her to give me a safe word warning. But she didn’t. Instead, she just slowly nodded her head. I went back to rubbing her thighs, surprised.
“Good girl,” I said, wondering how far to try and push her.
I massaged higher and purposely brushed my fingertips over her knickers a couple of times, testing her. She didn’t say anything, just tensed slightly each time.
I sat back, moving to her lower legs again. She lifted a leg and rubbed my face with her feet, something she does when she wants to wind me up. I rubbed her foot and kissed her toes. She pushed her toes further into my mouth and I sucked them, moving my hand up her leg to stroke her pussy through her knickers again. She pulled her foot away from my mouth and patted my cheek with it, shaking her head with a mischievous grin on her face.
“I’ve told you before kitten, if I want to touch your whore cunt I will. You can’t stop me, you’re not strong enough,” I told her, still rubbing her knickers.
She sniggered at me as she lifted a leg to push me away with her foot. As she did, I grabbed her leg under her knee and yanked her down the sofa towards me. I grabbed her other leg and pushed them both back hard. I looked down at her red knickers wrapped around her little cunt, at the small darker spot starting to spread, and I rubbed it. Her pussy opened for my fingers as I pushed past her lips and I could feel her wetness spreading.
It all happened quickly and took her by surprise, but she regained her composure and started to struggle hard, kicking against me. I held her down, pinning her legs back and rubbed her cunt harder.
“No, please, don’t,” she said.
The look of fear on her beautiful face made me relax my hold a little, but she still hadn’t said her safe word so I didn’t stop rubbing her soaked knickers. But then fear turned to defiance and she kicked me hard in the ribs.
She twisted away from me, trying to get off the sofa, but she wasn’t quite quick enough and I manage to grab her ankle and pull back, making her fall to the floor half on and half off the sofa. I let go as she twisted onto her back but then caught her ankle as she tried to kick me again.
“That kick really fucking hurt kitten,” I said angrily, even though it wasn’t that bad.
In response, she tried to kick me with her other foot, but I was ready for that and easily caught her ankle with my other hand.
“I’m going to show you what I mean when I say I can touch your little cunt whenever I want,” I said, still gripping her ankles as I stood up.
I dragged her by the ankles into the middle of the floor, then dropped to my knees between her legs and pinned her there, legs back, thighs hard against her stomach. I hooked my fingers inside her knickers and yanked them down her thighs. Her little cunt was soaked, open, and waiting for my fingers. I didn’t hesitate. She knew her safe word. I pushed two fingers deep inside her, her whore cunt tightly gripping them as a hot wetness spread to my palm.
“Are you starting to understand?” I asked, as I fingered her.
“Please, don’t,” she said with her eyes screwed shut.
That wasn’t her safe word so I finger fucked her as hard and fast as I could, until her breathing starting getting ragged and little whimpers escaped her lips. I could tell she was close but I didn’t want to reward her with an orgasm; so I stopped without warning and got off her. I sat back on the sofa and sucked her cunt juices off my fingers while she pulled her knickers back up and straightened her gown.
“Do you understand now, you little whore?” I ask.
She glared at me.
“Fuck you,” she said, but she came to sit next to me again, this time laying her head on my chest while I put my arm around her, stroking her hair.
My cock was throbbing in my jeans at this point and she scratched my thighs with her nails, coming teasingly close to touching it. I could feel myself leaking and she’d obviously noticed because she giggled and ran her nail around the wet spot.
“Keep teasing me like that and I’ll show you what your little slut holes were made for; and this time it won’t be my fingers,” I told her.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she said, sitting up. “I’m going to go and have a bath while you calm down.”
She stood, but I grabbed her wrist.
“I’m perfectly calm kitten, but you are going to learn your little cunt is for me to use whenever I want,” I said in a low voice.
She yanked her hand away.
“Good luck with that,” she said, turning and walking off.
I got up and she broke into a run, getting into the bathroom and trying to slam the door in my face. I managed to get a shoulder to it and stopped her from shutting it fully. I forced it open, pushing her back as I did. I stepped towards her and she lashed out, catching my neck with her nails and leaving angry scratches. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back hard. She grabbed my hand as I looked down into her big, beautiful, scared eyes.
“I’m going to teach you that lesson now, whore,” I said, rubbing the red marks on my neck.
I pulled the cord on her robe, undoing it, still gripping her hair in my fist.
“Take it off,” I told her. She shook her head as much as she could manage.
“Fucking let me go, you prick,” she shouted, scratching at my hand.
“Wrong answer”, I said, and slapped her face hard enough to sting. “Take it off. Now.”
She started struggling and kicking and trying to scratch me again, so I span her around in front of me by the hair and yanked at her gown until it was over her shoulders and halfway down her arms, pinning them. When she realised she was stuck, she finally dropped the robe to free her arms and struggle harder.
I dragged her by the hair back to the sofa and threw her over the arm. I pulled her knickers off and spanked her perfect little ass hard as she cried out and tried to cover herself with her hands. I grabbed her hair again and yanked her head, making her back arch as my fingers found her aching cunt again. Her thighs were wet and I knew she was ready to be fucked. I pressed my lips against her ear as I rubbed around her hard little clit.
“I’m going to fuck your slut cunt like it was made to be fucked now, you little whore,” I said quietly.
Still holding her hair, I pushed her face into the sofa as she struggled and tried to twist away. I moved my hand to her back and pinned her down as I undid my jeans. My cock sprang free, flicking precum across her thighs and waiting cunt. Still struggling, her ass was in the air and I spanked it again, harder this time. She cried out and reached back to try and cover herself again. Exactly what I wanted. I grabbed her tiny wrists and squeezed them together in one hand, pinning them to her back and holding her down against the struggling.
I took my throbbing cock by the base and slammed it fully inside her tight little hole. She gasped as I held myself there, stretching her. Then I changed my position, leaning over her to grab her around the throat with both hands. I roughly fucked her, as hard as I could, pounding into her little cunt and squeezing her delicate neck harder with each thrust. One hand still gripping her throat, I grabbed another fistful of hair and yanked her head back hard as I slammed my cock into her over and over.
She cried out as she tried to struggle, as she took my brutal pounding. She begged me to stop, tears in her eyes as my balls slapped against her clit and I took exactly what I wanted from my little whore. But her cunt was flooded, swollen, gripping my cock tightly and telling me she needed this, with or without her permission.
I let go of her hair and grabbed her wrists again; this time with both hands, pulling her hard onto me as I fucked her. Her face was being pushed into the sofa, teary eyes rolling back into her head as her cunt gripped my cock even tighter. With a loud groan, I yanked her back onto me and held her there, cock throbbing deep inside her petite body as I squeezed her neck hard again and filled her cunt with my cum.
When her hungry little pussy had milked every drop from me, I let go and stepped back. Her cunt was swollen, her gaping hole leaking a thick stream of my cum down her thighs. Her eyes were shut tight, her makeup running with the tears, and her hair was a mess. She’d never looked more beautiful.
I helped her up and sat on the sofa, pulling her onto my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and wiped tears from her beautiful eyes.
“Well done, kitten,” I said as I cuddled her. “Did your slut cunt enjoy that lesson?”
She nodded meekly. I kiss her neck and face as my fingers found her clit and started rubbing around the wet mess.
I held her tight and kissed her while my fingers teased an orgasm from her on my lap. Then I lay her back on the sofa, knelt on the floor and licked her clean as she pulled my hair to guide my tongue to the right spot. I made her cum twice more, her fingernails digging hard into my shoulders, leaving bruises. She knows I love it when she leaves marks, and it was nothing less than I deserved.
“Good girl,” I told her, as her orgasm faded and I softly played with her pussy. “Perhaps you’ll behave yourself for the rest of the night now…”
She didn’t, but that’s a story for another day…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kmbhws/mf_i_m41_spent_a_night_in_an_airbnb_with_a