Author: selflovesmut

[F4M] [Daddy] [DD/LG] [ddlg] [Begging] [Roommates] [Moaning] [Internet Date] [Experimental] [Poetry] [Wet Panties] [Mister] [Master] [Dom M] [Tease] [Moaning] [Shaking] [Fiction] My Mister made me wait for him…oh my gooooddd…I couldn’t take it…I just had to make myself cum all night.

hii :) i had a Mister once that made me beg and it inspired to me to write a fantasy based off it. hoping to release part 2 (which has all the dirty details of when we finally fuck) very soon.

enjoy and DM me if you like :))

xoxo

Duke

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**Mister Makes Me Wait…**

*“Ugh…we’ve been living together for a year and all I’ve been half naked around the house and Mister still won’t fuck me.”*

We met out at a bookstore early one afternoon.

He had just moved to the city

and I had just gotten rid of a series of awful friends,

and was looking for someone new to hang out with.

We spent the day together—

starting with coffee,

which turned into an early evening snack,

which turned into dinner,

which turned into a night cap,

which turned into a goodbye hug.

…nothing…but…a…hug…

His name was Mister. Mister asked me to move in with him shortly after meeting him. We were just friends. We both liked music and art and good food. We loved being around one another and he loved denying me his touch, no matter how much I begged. Read more »

[FM] [Babysitter] [First Person] [DDLG] [Virgin] [OC] My car wouldn’t start so Mister had to drive me home. I told him I was scared of going to college because I had never had sex and he decided to help me learn more.

I had been babysitting all night and was exhausted . The kids had been asleep for hours at this point and the parents were expected home at any moment.

I was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling thinking of what it must be like to get fucked when the parents walked thru the door.

“Hey there, Duke!” Mister said gingerly.

“Hey there, Sweetie!” Said the Miss.

“Hi!” I stood up from the couch, snapping out of my daze, “They were amazing, as usual. They’ve been down for a few hours now.”

Mister held out my payment for the evening and I took it, our hands gently touching. The hair on my neck stood up. I had always found Mister attractive—I could also see his thick bulge under his pants. Sometimes I wonder if he would catch me staring. He was well dressed too, and a tight ass as a cherry on top.

We all said our goodbyes, they thanked me again, and I walked out the door.

It was the dead of winter and freezing. I ran to my car and unlocked it, hopping inside. I put my keys in and tried to start the car. Read more »

[OC] [F4F] [Public] [Work] [Strap On] [Moaning] [Loud] [That’s a big wet spot] [Lesbian] [Bisexual] She fucked me on my desk at work and didn’t tell me she was wearing a strap on. I know the whole office heard.

She came into my office everyday—which wouldn’t have been noticeable, had we not worked in different departments. I was accounting and she was brand management.

I had started working at this indie book publisher in Cali after I got out of school. I was just barely qualified and they were desperate. So lucky for me, I have had a steady job for the last 8 years—which seems like it should be a good thing right? Like…this is what I’m supposed to be doing right? Single, strong, fucking all the dick I want, taking all the names I wanted. God. I was supposed to have it together, on the outside I did have it all together.

But on the inside it was this monotonous, grey, bland life. Every day the same and every day unfulfilling.

But anyway,

I digress.

She (Charlie) came into my office every day. She was like this tall, hot, intimidating, androgynous person. She never wore a bra. Not that I noticed.

Charlie walked in today with a piece of chocolate.

“Sweets for the office sweetie. Happy Valentines Day.”

*Fuck, it was valentines day…* Read more »

[MF] [Public] This one is a little more different. Please feel free to chat with me :)

We met out one night at a show. He was alone and I was too. I usually keep quiet when I go out by myself and that was my plan. But he walked up to me and just said

“Hey how was your day”

That was all. I was so taken aback. Living in New York for the past twelve years made me want to keep to myself.

“Um. Good.” I said—suddenly self conscious of my dress. Short, black. I didn’t wear a bra and my tits hung out the sides, my tattoos on display. I fidgeted.

“Good. Good.” It was tense and awkward. I looked down at his waist and then to his belt, nice fine leather. Then down to the lump that sat just below the buckle. I felt my undies clench up with my lips.

*What was happening?* I thought. *You can’t seriously be into this guy. This rando.*

“Yeah.” I took a huge gulp of my whiskey, “Do you smoke?”

“I do” He said, “Do you?”

“Well, no. I mean, yes. But I don’t have smokes on me.” I got red. *What was I saying???* Read more »

[OC] [FF] Two friends discover deeper feelings and decide to explore each others slits and lips. It is a wet affair.

I went over to her house last night and am still dripping wet. I thought it was just a normal night with Emily–we have had a million before. But there was something different about last night. Even before I got there, I could feel that there was something different. Emily is a co-worker at my coffee shop. She is tall, perky titted, confident, and thick. I’ve always been intimidated by her being but also found myself up at night, touching myself in ways I never had before.

I walked in and she was wearing a white tank, no bra, hard nipples piercing thru the thin fabric. I tried not to stare. I had never been attracted to a woman, I had never even thought about it. But something about her, short blonde hair, thick red lips, fat ass…I just couldn’t control myself.

We planned on just watching a movie but the night turned into so much more. Within the first 15 min of sitting on the couch, I could feel myself seeping thru my panties. I wore tight red undies that let my ass hang out of the bottom. I wanted Emily to see them, to see the wet mark from my soaking pussy. I kept stealing glances of her nipples popping thru her shit. God, I almost ran into the bathroom to get myself off. Read more »