I let him [F]uck me how he wants.

It’s been a while! Do you guys still remember me? I missed you.

Over the summer, I saw an older man. He was in his early 40’s. I liked the idea of fucking a distinguished career man, and he liked fucking a 21 year-old university student. It was a win-win. He was handsome – his hair was starting to grey but he didn’t lose it. He had a nice stubble and wore nice clothes. I liked how he always had a classic timepiece. His name was Warren.

We met at a bar, in a very innocent way. I got lost on my way to the bathroom and he showed me how to get there. I complimented him on his tie and we struck up a conversation. Two hours later, he was fucking me against his closet door. I guess not so innocent anymore.

He liked hearing about my sex life, I told him all about the times I fucked my roommate. But he doesn’t know about this account… so shhh! He quickly figured out that I like being told what to do, spanked and choked, thrown about the bed. Once, we were making out on his couch and he ran his hand gently throw my hair, and then grabbed it forcefully. “I want to throw you on my bed, and fuck you,” he said. I nodded and he did.

One day, I was just getting home from my internship when he asked if I wanted dinner. I promised my parents I would hang out with them for a bit, so he invited me over after. I don’t live far so I said sure.

I was on the bus heading over to his house (I don’t drive because I suck at it and I support public transit!) when Warren texted me again. “Can I be mean when you walk in the door?”

“Yes, daddy.”

Oh also, I call him daddy sometimes. He doesn’t like it so much – but I do. Is it a bit concerning? Maybe. But I’ll figure that out in therapy.

I walked through the lobby of his fancy condo and said hi to his front desk man. I got in the elevator, heart beating. Walked to his door. Knocked.

Nothing.

So I knocked again.

Nothing.

I twisted the doorknob and it opened, I tiptoed in. He was standing at his kitchen island, cutting a lemon and putting it in his water pitcher.

“It’s rude to just walk into someone’s apartment,” Warren said, not looking up from his cutting board.

“I’m sorry. It was unlocked…” I slipped my jacket off and hung it on the rack. “I didn’t mean to.”

Silence. Just cutting lemons.

Warren finally looked up. He looked at me for a second, then said, “Okay. That’s fine. Take off your shirt.”

I hesitated. We’ve done this kind of thing before but never immediately. I wasn’t sure what to do.

Warren walked over to me after washing his hands. “You’re taking too long,” he said. He flicked the strap of my shirt. I slipped it off, revealing my lace black bra.

“You know I like the red one. I’m disappointed.”

“I’m sorry, daddy. I fucked up twice now. I didn’t mean to,” I said. I looked up into his eyes, begging for mercy.

Warren smirked. He knew I was going to make it up to him. He suddenly spun me around so his body was pressed against my back. I could feel his erect cock against my ass. I wanted it so bad. He put his hand against my throat, choking me a little. “I’ve been waiting for this all day. I was sitting in my office thinking about fucking your little tight pussy all day,” he whispered in my ear. I almost moaned out loud. My pussy, officially soaked.

Warren undid the belt of my skirt, and quickly slipped it off. His left hand remained on my throat, while the right one rubbed my clit through my panties.

“Wet already? You want to be my little slut today?” Warren asked.

“Yes daddy,” I replied.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, daddy. I want to be your little slut.”

“Good girl.”

He marched me over to his hallway, and took off his t shirt. “Get on your knees,” he ordered.

I complied, kneeling against his hallway wall. He stood in front of me in only his trousers. I looked up at him.

Warren ran his hand through my hair, and stroking my cheek gently, “Do you know what to do?”

I nodded. I unbuckled his belt, undid his pants, and pulled them down. I slowly took off his briefs, revealing his cock. I took it with my hand, licking it to get it wet. I know Warren loves how I suck cock. When we’re not roleplaying, he compliments me all the time.

I licked it all over, paying attention to the tip and balls. Then, I begun sucking. I try really hard to deepthroat him and gag a bit. He has one hand on the back of my head, making sure it doesn’t hit the wall.

“Oh baby, you’re a natural.”

He begins thrusting. I keep my mouth open, trying to take as much of his cock as I can. He fucks my mouth, treating me like a doll. I could feel my saliva dripping out of my mouth, falling onto my body and my bra. Normally, I tap out but I wanted to see how far I could go. I wanted to please him.

Finally, he stops. He asks me if I’m okay, and I nod. He smiles, pulling me up in a deep kiss. He undos my bra and slips it off at the same time. I feel his hands on my chest, squeezing my nipples. He takes handfuls of my boobs as we kiss. Then I feel his hands on my waist, and he walks me to his bedroom, still kissing me.

He turns me around forcefully, and pushes me on the side of his bed. I’m bent over, feet still on the ground. I turn around to see his face.

“No!” he barks.

I quickly turn back around. I feel his hands along my body, and touching my lace panties that are still on. I feel his hand pull them to the side, and feel him push against my pussy.

“You like that?”

“Mmhm,” I replied, unable to muster a word.

“You like it when I fuck your little cunt?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Tell daddy you like it.”

“I like it when you fuck my little cunt, daddy.” I spit out. It’s hard to concentrate on repeating words when his fucking cock is pushing into you. I am really sensitive so it takes at least a dozen strokes to get a cock fully in my cunt.

Finally, he’s able to fuck me completely. He keeps slamming into me while my face is buried in his mattress.

He pulls out, slipping my panties off.

“Get on the bed,” he said. I complied.

I’m lying on my back as he kneels over me. He spreads my legs out and puts a finger into my cunt while looking into my eyes. He starts to play with my clit while I quiver underneath him. Then, he gets on top of me and fucks me. I start to moan and he presses his hand on my mouth, trying to shut me up. I liked this. It was dirty. There was no need to shut me up, we were in his large condo alone. My legs are wrapped around him as he fucked me into an orgasm.

He got up and went to his drawer, pulling out a vibrator. Warren had me go on top of him, and I slipped onto his cock. It was so easy now that I was possibly the most wet I’ve ever been in my life. As I grinded into him, close go another orgasm, he turned on his little vibrator and held it against my clit. It was heaven. He had one hand on my tit, squeezing. One hand using the vibrator.

He stopped and flipped me over so that he was standing behind me, doggy style. His cock never left my pussy so this was very hot. He began fucking me hard, one hand on my back and another holding a vibrator to my clit again. I think I almost passed out when I finally came again.

“Lie down,” he said. I did as I was told. He knelt over me as he came onto my tits and body. I gave his cock one last slurp.

“That was fun,” I said. His cum still all over me.

“Yes it was,” he replied, giving me a kiss. He helped wipe me clean. We continued kissing, passionately. I could feel his cock growing again as we made out against his window. The blinds may have been open.

“Why don’t you join me in the shower?” I asked.

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Ookay I will continue this as my fingers are cramping. Thanks for indulging my procrastination :) Let me know if you like it!

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