19[F] sex instead of work? Life as a lazy nympho.

So I long for the days when I had a job at a very relaxed restaurant. It was a rarity in that it was often overstaffed rather than under so we frequently found ourselves with nothing to do and/or were given tedious cleaning jobs to justify having us there. I quickly learnt the neat workaround that I could get out of that by fucking the managers :)

It started when I needed a lot of time off for uni and was flirting with the rota manager to help grease the wheels. It escalated to me sucking him off under the desk while he typed up the rota, a fantasy of his (mine as well 🙈). From there it became a fixture.

Very dead days where we were stood around scrubbing tables. I would go to the office and be bent over the work desk and fucked from behind.

A really busy night (a rarity) I’d give up and go to the managers office. He knew I needed to be on the floor carrying food but he couldn’t resist when I sat in his lap. I’d ride him in the chair and face the cameras display on the computer, happy to be seeing everyone else working their asses off but not me. Too busy to question where I was.

Being a freeuse slut 19 [F] to my sugar daddy (45 m) while he’s at the office.

I’ve been seeing Jason for a few months now and we wanted to try a fantasy for both of us. He’s very dominating and has a huge sex drive, I do too but his is off the scale. Plus he’s 6”4 to my 5”1, jacked where I’m slim and hairy where I’m smooth. He’s got a lovely brown skin tone inherited from Pakistani origins and I’m as pale as can be having come from a long line of milk bottles and Scottish people.
It was a work day and he was at his desk in his office at his house. He wore a very fetching light grey suit that contrasted perfectly with his dark brown skin and jet black beard. His work consists mostly of moving money around accounts and talking to clients/colegues over zoom/phone.
I entered after showering (from the night before 🤭😏). I wore some very comfy socks that stopped below the ankle, a nice laced choker ribbon and pom-pom hat in case I got cold as in between the choker and the ankle socks I was naked as the day I was born.
I started underneath his desk, on my knees and in between his legs, I unzipped him. I pulled out his cock, a perfect 6.5 inches, dead straight and quite bulbous at the tip with a thick vein running down the length. He barely acknowledged me as i started licking up the length of his shaft, flicking my tongue over the head and massaging his heavy balls. He grunted slightly when I fit him all the way down my throat but other than that, nothing, he didn’t even break stride when he went into a zoom meeting with half a dozen of his coworkers. He waxed on about bureaucratic bureaucracy while running his fingers through my hair (the hat didn’t fit under the desk) as i swallowed his cock.

My 19 [F] regular fb is 45 years older than me.

One day at the gym I was approached my this older man who offered to help me with my form. It was my first time in the gym ever and I felt really self conscious and likely looked ridiculous. We got to know eachother a bit and it turned out he lived just a block away. I was new to the city (had just started uni here) so was keen to make a friend. He invited me back to his for a cup of tea and maybe some lunch. I know that should set off alarm bells but the threat detection bit of my brain has never worked well haha.

One thing leads to another and we’re suddenly both showering off the gym sweat together and he’s pushing a nice six inches into me from behind while holding my arms back and smushing my tits against the glass shower door.

We moved to the bedroom and I sucked and rode his cock until we both came.