Author: Professional-Life-40

“Can we try something new?”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. let’s play the game.”

“Alright spin first, if we’ve done it already then I go next, and if not then we have to do it you know the rules.”

“Alright Cal, shut up and let me spin.”

I spin the bottle and it lands on “fingering the ass”.
“Okay but we did that already babe, so it’s your turn.” We have a board with a bunch of sexual things on it like using toys on each other, sub/dom stuff, you know new stuff to keep it spicy. “Pegging. I- it landed on… pegging. Baby-“

“Hey, the rules! You said we HAVE to do it. Plus anyway you know it intrigues me.”

“I- baby I’m nervous.” Read more »

Should I?

Should I ask her out?

I don’t know, I’ve never spoken to her before, would she think I’m weird?

Weird to just walk up and say “hey can I take you out?” I look at her from across the room and I’m mesmerized by her smile. Her laugh. Just her.
I take another sip of my coffee before I muster all the courage to ask her out. I get up and I walk over to her table. “Uh hi.” She looks up from her computer and smiles at me.
God, that smile.

“Hi?” She pushes her hair behind her ear and I can’t help but swoon at that small movement. It’s just the way she looks so innocent. I scratch the back of my neck and I try to introduce myself. “Hey, I uh- I always see you in here and I’ve been meaning to uh, to ask you out? Would you- do you want to go on a date with me? Or just go out to lunch? Or maybe-“ Read more »

This dinner is so, so boring. Cal made me come out with his friends to this damn restaurant. I don’t know any of them and I don’t want to know them.

I look over to Cal and he turns and smiles at me. I fix the napkin on my lap and I move my hand over to cal. I just place my hand on his thigh and leave it there. I slowly creep my hand up to his leg and I feel him tense up. He looks at me as he swats my hand away.

I look at him and I roll my eyes, slightly annoyed. I grab my water and I put the same hand on his leg again. His leg tenses up and I slowly move it up.

My hand brushes against the buckle on his pants and I see his breath falter. I chuckle to myself and I put my hand on his dick. I keep it there for a few seconds and then I squeeze him hard. Read more »

Rings

Why does she have a fucking cock ring? Where does she even get this shit? And why does she decide to use it every time we fucking go out.

I watch her as she gets up and goes to the bar to get a drink. While I’m talking with my friends, I get an instant feeling of pressure on my dick. I stop dead smack in the middle of my sentence. “You good cal?” I nod my head and I try to answer them. “Y-yeah I’m alright, just not feeling well all of the sudden.”

I move to try to stop it but it just gets worse and worse. I grab my water and I watch you walk back to the table.

“How are you, babe?” I look at her and I say through clenched teeth “I’m fine.” She grabs her phone and I feel the vibration come down only for it to go to the fucking maximum setting it feels like, two seconds later. I grab my hand resting on her lap to try and get her to stop. She turns towards me and she winks and grabs her phone. Read more »

How many times can a guy handle a cocktease? Like there’s just one girl who loves to fucking tease you and stresses you out and make you work for it. And that’s you. The way you make my cock throb when I look at your ass when you bend down or when I’m fucking you from behind and I feel your walls clench around me. Or when I’m making you cum and you beg for me to let you cum even though you’ve been a bad…bad girl. I look down at my lap and you’re laid out over my lap, ass in the air, hands tied behind your back. “Mmm, my good little whore. All laid out pretty and waiting for me.” I bite my bottom lip and I rub my hands over her ass. “You ready for your punishment baby?” She turns her head and looks at me and I smile. “God, so fucking pretty gagged and tied. My good little fucking slut.” I lightly ghost my fingers over her skin and move down to the entrance of her pussy. I swipe one finger up her slit and groan out. “Look at you princess, making a mess between your thighs baby. Want me to fix it? Make it all better? Get rid of that awful knot in your stomach?” Her head quickly nods up and down as small whimpers leave her soft lips and I begin. “Count slut.” Left cheek, “one…” right cheek, “oh…two” left cheek “t-three”, right cheek but I slap it harder “oh… oh…” Read more »

It’s been about a week since I fucked him. Since cal and I did what we did. And I can’t tell if he wants to do it again. Like he’ll make little subtle comments here and there. Like yesterday he was eating and when he finished I just know he made sure to say it loud enough and with enough breath “Mmm I feel so full. Tastes so good. Always fills my stomach up so well.”

My mouth dropped open when I heard him say that. I felt like smacking him right then and there. So when I saw him today eating fruits and sucking his fingers while looking at me, I knew he wanted it again. He wanted to get fucked again.
So I decided to give it to him. I went into our room and I went to our box and I didn’t even grab the board. I walked back into the living room and I just threw the box out in front of him. “Pick what you want to use.”

He looks at me shocked and starts to say something but I slap him. His head whips to the opposite side and he cries out. “I- what did I do?” Read more »

*FaceTime from Cal*
“Hey babe, how are you?”
I smile when I finally hear his voice and I say “I’m okay… I miss you cal. When are you coming home?”
“I miss you too princess, I’m leaving in a few hours. I’ll be home soon okay?”
I nod my head and say okay
“So…”
I cheese at him and I copy him. “So…”
“What are you wearing?” I snort and I laugh at him. “Cal I’m not telling you what I-“

“I wasn’t asking.” The tone of his voice dropped quickly. “Do I need to repeat myself? Or are you going to be a good girl and listen to me?” My mouth drops open and I let out small pants.

“I- fuck. I’m just wearing your T-shirt and some socks. Cal-“
“Shut the fuck up. Let me see. Get up and let me see it.”
I get up off the couch and I prop my phone up on the table and I stand awkwardly in front of the camera. This is so awkward I can’t- “Cal can I sit-“
“I said, shut. the. fuck. up. Such a fucking tease, wearing my shirt. Turn around for daddy.” My eyes flutter closed at the nickname and I slowly turned around. A few sounds after I turned around I hear “so fucking sexy.” Read more »

How much longer are you going to be?” I huff and roll my eyes and keep putting on my eyeliner. “Baby come on, we’re gonna be late.” I smack my eyeliner on the counter and I snap my head around. “Stop rushing me! Oh my God…”

I turn back around and when I look back in the mirror, he’s still standing behind me. I sigh and I just ignore him. I watch as he takes a couple of steps towards me and he nudges my leg. I look down at his leg and then I look up at his face. A small smile coming out and once again, I ignored him.

A few minutes pass and then I feel his leg again. “Jesus christ…” I muttered underneath my breath. “What! What do you want? How can I finish if you keep interrupting me cal.” His face drops slightly and he whispers out “I just want to be closer to you, that’s all.” I stand up and I walk to the closet. When I come back I stop in my tracks because cal is in my seat. Read more »

“Please tell me you’re gonna go over there and say something to him.” But before he could even answer there was a knock at our door and I already knew who it was. Danny looked at me and my eyes widened.

There was another knock at the door and we heard him speak. “I know you’re in there. Open the fucking door, Danny.” I pleaded with Danny not to open the door but he just shrugs his shoulders. I watched as he pulled the door open and I saw Cal walk in.

As if my eyes could widen anymore, it felt like they did, I saw cal walk closer to me. “Hi-“ my head snaps to Danny and I cut him off yelling “why did you let him in!??” I run my hand over my face and I turn around, my back facing them.

A few seconds pass before I feel someone’s hand on my shoulder. I try to shrug it off but they put their other hand on me. “Get off of-“ Read more »