TL;DR: I fucked my colleague in my car after she’d teased me to the point of not taking no for an answer…
I work with a woman I’m very attracted to. She’s probably the hottest woman I’ve ever seen with my own eyes and I’ve wanted to fuck her since the second I saw her. She’s very petite and that’s something that really does it for me, I just love how tiny she feels in my hands… We spend a lot of time in a car together and during that time we’ve got close and talked a lot about our fantasies and kinks. I’m dominant and she’s submissive, and we both get off on CNC and power struggles.
One evening, we were driving back to our office late and we stopped for food. We ate in the car, and we were flirting as we often do. I touched her thighs, feeling the smooth tights under my fingertips. She moved my hand away. I put it back there again, higher this time, pushing her thighs apart as I did. She clamped her legs shut.
“Stop it,” she said, but she had a glint in her eye that made me think she didn’t mean it. We’d discussed safe words and I knew she used the traffic light system so figured she knew she could stop me at any point. I forced my hand between her thighs, fingertips just brushing against her lips through her knickers.
“Make me,” I said.
She dug her acrylic nails into my forearm hard as she tried to pull my hand away, but this time I grabbed her thigh and squeezed as she did. I knew I was hurting her and I knew she wasn’t strong enough to move my hand, but she kept pulling anyway, digging her claws in deep and scratching me hard.
“You little whore,” I said, pulling my arm away, “You’re not strong enough to stop me from taking what I want, you know that right?”
She looked at me, beautiful eyes flashing with defiance and arousal.
“I’m stronger than you think,” she said.
I grabbed her tiny wrists in one hand and held them together hard. She struggled and tried to get free as with my other hand I reached over and grabbed her tights. I yanked hard, ripping them open and allowing me full access to her cunt. I pushed her legs open hard and forced my hand between her thighs, rubbing her leaking pussy through her knickers.
“You’re not that strong; you’re powerless to stop me,” I said, as I rubbed her, “I can feel how wet your little cunt is and I know you want my fingers deep inside you like the little slut whore you are.”
As I spoke, she twisted her wrists free from my grasp, grabbed my arm and sank her teeth into me so hard I thought she was going to take a chunk out.
“You fucking bitch,” I shouted. She bit down harder still, so I yanked her little knickers to the side and rubbed her tight, leaking hole.
“I’m going to finger fuck you the way you want me to, you fucking slut, then I’m going to fuck your whore cunt right here.”
As I spoke, I pushed two fingers inside her aching hole. She stopped biting me with a gasp and blurted out her safe word. That stopped me and I pulled away from her and sat back, fingers wet.
I checked if she was ok, checked to make sure I hadn’t gone too far. She was fine. She laughed at me and told me I couldn’t finger her or fuck her, goading me to try again. I yanked her legs open again and looked at her little cunt peeking around her knickers through the rip in her tights. I knew I needed to be inside her, no matter what she said or how much she struggled.
I was stroking her hair and the back of her head and neck when she took my other hand and lifted it to her mouth. She sucked her juices off my fingers, soft tongue wrapping around them. Then without warning she sank her teeth hard into the back of my hand.
I grabbed her hair and pulled her out of her seat and across the centre console of the car. She ended up with her head pinned in my lap, held down by the neck, kneeling on her seat with her ass in the air. I reached around her and lifted her skirt, exposing the thong covering her asshole to anyone looking in the window. I spanked her as hard as the awkward position let me, still holding her down as she struggled against me.
“Still think I can’t finger your little cunt, you slut?” I said, as I yanked her thong out of the way and pushed my fingers deep inside her. She moaned but didn’t say the safe word, so I started fingering her hard. By the time I let her up, her little cunt was leaking over my hand and down her thighs. She sat back in her seat, hair dishevelled, makeup ruined, and staring daggers at me. I could smell her cunt and my cock was throbbing hard against my jeans. I was almost as wet as she was and I knew I had to feel her pussy stretch around me, knew I had to fuck her before I could think straight again.
I slid my chair back as far as it would go. She turned sideways in her seat and put her feet in my lap. I pushed her legs open and started playing with her wet hole again. As I did, I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out. I pushed her foot against it and she rubbed it, precum smearing across her wrecked tights.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” I said. She laughed and told me no again, told me that I couldn’t fuck her in the car, but she didn’t sound quite so sure this time.
I grabbed her legs and yanked her over the seat again, her skirt riding up as her ass dragged across the centre console. I forced her onto my lap, and felt the wetness of her exposed cunt against my shaft. She struggled and scratched and fought me, but I yanked her head back hard by the hair.
“You can’t win and you can’t stop me, you little whore. I can feel your little cunt is aching to be filled and I’m going to give it what it wants.”
I managed to get my hand underneath her ass and around my cock and, pulling her head hard with her hair to control her, guided myself inside her. Now she hadn’t got much room to move, her hair is being pulled hard and she’s sat on my lap with my thick cock fully inside her. I let go of her hair and grabbed her by the throat instead, pulling her head back and squeezing. She lifted herself as I did, and I used the space to thrust into her. I held her around her tiny waist with my other arm, lifting and slamming her down onto my cock again and again.
She scratched at my arm, drawing blood, but she was powerless to do anything except have her little cunt used the way I’d wanted to for so long. I kissed and nibbled at her neck as I squeezed it. Tears were in her eyes, but she didn’t stop me. I don’t think she could’ve even if she’d really tried; her little body wanted to be used as much as I wanted to use it. I fucked her until I held her down on my throbbing cock and filled her tight little cunt with my cum.
When I’d finished, I loosened my grip on her and, still inside her, rubbed her clit while I told her she was a good little whore and that she’d made me very happy. Eventually, I let her off me and as we drove back to the office, she threw her wrecked tights out of the window and sat there leaking my cum into her knickers.
“I told you I knew your little cunt wanted to be fucked,” I told her, “and I told you you couldn’t stop me when I decided it was time. Are you going to be a good slut from now on?”
In response, she took my hand and kissed and nibbled at my fingers and I knew she was ok and that this was only the beginning. Later that night, she sent me pictures of the marks I’d left from digging my fingers into her thighs and she showed me the aftermath inside her knickers. I sent her voice notes telling her what I was going to do to her to help her cum over the memory.
Next time, if anyone is interested, I’ll share the time I fucked her on my desk in an empty office…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/klnl52/mf_i_m41_fucked_my_colleague_f24_while_she
Great story, cant wait for the next