Tim & Sara Part 3 [MF]: Planning a Vacation with Sara [submissive] [dirty talk]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ddmgy/tim_sara_part_1_i_fucked_my_coworker_40sm30sf/

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ddoet/tim_sara_part_2_mf_sara_shows_her_submissive_side/

This is a repost because apparently I fail at tagging. Also, we are working on part 4

O Hai der, Reddit. Apologies for the delay in submissions about Sara and I, but there is back to school madness for our kids (adult and child alike) and then we HAD to prep for the upcoming fantasy football season. So what we settled on was us planning a vacation and what it led too. If this is your first story of ours I will give you the visual rundown.

Sara is in her thirties, a knockout 5’4” tanned and toned workout queen. With a slender frame but womanly hips. She has super long hair down to the top of her dynamite ass. She needs no makeup to look flawless. About a month before we hooked up she has had her tits done and they are beautiful, perfect on her tiny frame. To go along with that, she has a fantastic personality which led us to be friends long before anything sexual happened.

I am in my forties, 5’11” broad shouldered guy. I spend a lot of time in the gym and have a body close to the one I had in my early twenties. I have a Mediterranean complexion, completely bald and a well-trimmed beard. My dick is just over 6 ½” long and circumcised.

The conversations are as close as Sara and I can remember and some details are intentionally left fuzzy to protect everyone. Including my adult children, who are redditors.

Sara and I had been dating for a few months when this all happened. We had kept it quiet at work for the most part. Mostly waiting to see if she was going to be promoted. She is a very independent woman and was worried that it might look as though she had slept her way into a promotion. I was very respectful of this and so we had spent most of our dates at my place or meeting up clandestinely after the post work trip to the bar with our coworkers. We were both adamant about keeping our own home space as well. I had met her kids and they were fantastic but Sara wanted to have things settle with the divorce and adjustment to their new reality before springing me on them in a large scale.

As it turns out Sara did get the promotion to Project Manager and moved into the office right across from mine. So in celebration of her promotion and as a potential give away to our relationship we started planning a trip, just the two of us, to coincide with a vacation that her girls would be taking with their dad. After some discussion and actually our first fight. We decided to travel to Europe. We had both been before, but not for strictly pleasure and certainly not together. So one morning we are hashing out the last details before we start booking flights and hotels and in saunters Sara fresh from the shower bundled up in the robe I purchased for her a few weeks before.

“Hey, sexy?” She cooed. Leaning forward on the desk. I could tell she was up to something just by her tone of voice. I was confused because we had just had fantastic post workout fuck in the shower and here she was using the voice that usually signaled sexy times.

“Hmmm?” I murmured, determined to let her play out whatever she had cooked up in her mind. I kept my eyes on the computer screen pretending to be engrossed.

She continued in the same tone of voice. “Did you book the flights yet?”

“Not yet. I was just about too.”

“Good.” She absolutely purred, “Your, little fuck toy has a request to make.” I caught movement out of my peripheral vison. She pulled her robe open and was pinching her nipples and biting half her lower lip. All while looking at me with those piercing blue eyes.

I kept my face neutral and assumed the dominant roll. “Well, if she has a request then I will be a kindly master and listen. Even though she is breaking the rules and will be punished for it.” She let out a tiny moan and I saw her hip muscles flex. She wanted to be touching her pussy right then but she was not allowed. She had initiated the game and I was keen to deny her pleasure… for now. Knowing that is what she truly wanted. I arched an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

She cupped her perfect breasts while rolling her nipples between her thumb and index finger, “Your little slut would like to fly at night, Master.”

“And why is that?” I asked, trying to act nonchalant. I was already certain that I knew what she was about to ask and the thought of it lit my fire. I cock was already starting to come to life.

“Your fuck toy wants to be fucked on the plane. I want you to pound my little fuck hole on the plane, Tim.” With that she broke and her hand went from her breast to her mouth and then to her pussy. Seemingly calm, I slowly got up and walked around my desk to stand behind her. I took a supreme amount of control to move purposefully. My pulse was racing and my dick was responding to her filthy mouth. As it always did.

“Did I give you permission to touch yourself?” I growled. I knew she loved this voice.

He hands stilled, “No, sir.” Her tone was a mix of mock sorrow and excitement.

Slowly, gently I placed my right hand around her throat and my left on her hip. Pulling her up against me. So my now fully erect dick was pressing into the small of her back. She moaned and sank back into me. Her hands reach around to my thighs. I could feel how fast her heart was beating. “Then why did you do it?” I rumbled into her ear.

“Because I am a fucking slut who cannot control herself.” She whispered.

“Louder.” I tightened my hand around her throat. Just enough gentle pressure to remind her of my control.

She gasped and then said in a stronger voice, “Because I am a fucking slut who cannot control herself.” My cock was throbbing now.

“Louder!”

She raised her voice again. I could feel her fingers dig into my legs through the thin fabric of my workout shorts. “Because I am a fucking slut who cannot control herself!”

With that I released my gasp around her throat and grabbed her shoulder bent her over my desk. She released my thighs and cleared the desk, papers and an old Denny’s coffee cup filled with pens clattering to the wood floor. He breathing was quick now. He hands flexing on my desk. I pulled her robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor at my feet. Then, starting from her neck, I slid my hand from her shoulder down across the small of her back. She shifted and opened her legs in anticipation. My hand continued down across her ass. My thumb sliding between them rubbing her cute pink puckered star in the process. This caused an electric jolt from Sara. I stopped at the very bottom of her butt and gave it a rough squeeze. I held my hand there for a moment savoring her anticipation. She was almost panting now. “Let’s see how much of a fucking slut you are.” With that I took my hand from her ass and slid my middle finger into her wet pussy.

“Oooooohhhhhh fuuuuuuck yesssssssss!” She moaned, almost yelling. “You see what a fucking slut I am for you, Tim. How fucking wet I am for you.” She pushed back against my finger, trying to fuck herself against it.

“You realized, you still must be punished?” I said as I added a second finger to her pussy my thumb rubbing her asshole as I finger fucked her.

“Yes, master. I am yours to punish. I am yours to pleasure.” She gasped in between breaths.

“You are mine to display as well.” I lifted my hand from her hip and smacked her ass.

“Yessssssss.”

“You are mine to show what a fucking slut you are.” I slapped it again, harder this time.

“Yessssssss.”

“You are mine to fuck on a plane, or anywhere I choose.” I smacked her again, a third time. Her ass showing red.

“Fuck! Yes!” Sara looked back at me biting her lip. “Please, please, please, fuck me. Fuck your little cum slut.” She reached back with one hand. Trying to grab at my shorts. Trying to pull them down. I Dropped my shorts and boxers to the floor. Standing directly behind her, I rubbed my cock against her pussy, getting the head wet and ready. She whimpered and tried to push back to get me more inside her, but my grip held her in place.

“Say it again. Say what a fucking slut you are. Make me believe it.”

“I am your fucking slut. I am your little fucking whore. I am your cum slut. You can fuck me where and when you want.” With each statement she pushed back trying harder to push onto my cock.

“Good girl.” With that I sank my cock all the way into her pussy.

She half moaned half screamed as I started to fucked her hard and slow. She reached down with one hand and began to play with her clit. “Fuck yes, pound me. Fucking pound that pussy. Fucking use me, just for your pleasure.” I began fucking her faster. Tightening my grip on her hips. Looking down watching my cock go in and out of her. Her pussy was so creamy. Her girl cum was building up around the base of my dick.

“What a little cock slut you are, Sara.” I said through clenched teeth. “You are creaming all over my dick. Get on your knees and taste your cum.” I released her and she dropped to her knees in front of me. Starting at the base, she licked and cleaned my dick with her mouth, moaning. Alternating her gaze between my eyes and my cock. I told her how good it felt with mouth on my cock and what a good little cocksucker she was. She finished by pushing herself all the way down until my dick touched the back of her throat and then clamped her lips down around the shaft until I came out of her mouth fully with a ‘pop’. She looked up at me triumphantly, her beautiful blue eyes watering. I rewarded her by bending over and cupping her chin in my hand and whispered, “Good girl.” With that I kissed her, our tongues meeting. Savoring the taste of her. I broke away. “Now lay back on the desk. I want to look into those pretty blue eyes when I fuck you, when I come inside you.”

Sara nodded and offered me her hand to help her stand. I then held her as she leaned back. Her ass on the very edge of my desk. She spread her legs wide. One hand playing with her clit the other guiding my cock inside her. As I pushed all the way inside her she threw her head back and moaned. There was no slow build up this time. We were fucking in earnest. She laid back and wrapped her legs around me. Her eyes never leaving mine.

She urged me on, “Fucking pound me, Tim. Fucking use that pussy. Fill my wet little fuck hole with your cum.” Our eyes were locked together. I was fucking her standing up, my hands playing with and pinching her nipples. When she came, her eyes rolled back in her head and she arched her back. Her whole body was shaking. I continued to pound away at her pussy. My thumb had replaced her fingers on her clit. I was not going to let up. She no longer was talking dirty to me. All she could do was moan as I we fucked through the aftershocks of her orgasm. When she had come down she fixed her eyes on me and said in the cutest submissive tone. “Your turn, Baby. Fill me up. It’s all I want. All I want is your cum. Give it to me, please. Please. Please. Please.” That voice, my God that voice. It does something to me. So tender, so sexy, so submissive. It sent me over the edge.

“Sara, I’m gonna come!”

“That’s right. Baby. Come for me. Fill me up.” With a final grunt I emptied myself inside her. A few moments later I pulled her up close to me and we kissed. After a bit, she pulled away from me and cocked her head to the side, all mischief and sex appeal. “I wasn’t fucking around. I want to try and join the Mile High Club.”

“Whatever you want my dear.”

Thanks for reading folks. Let me know what you think and what types of stories you would like to see next. Sara and I read the comments and try to answer each one.

Part 4 coming

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