collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
I came across a story awhile ago maybe bdsmlibrary. The story is from a female p.o.v . A former pornstar is hired to enetertain a group of men as a reward for having the highest sales. There’s a part two where a female team leader has the highest sales and is put in contact with this former pornstar. Only other details I remember was the group being reluctant and the former pornstar being the instigator for them to go harder.
Really would appreciate any help finding this story.
Nobody at work knows how big of a little slut Tabitiha is! If they only knew she was sitting at her desk with no panties on. Tabitiha can slip her hand under her dress anytime she wants and touch her hot wet pussy. There have been people in and out of here today and Tabitiha has played every time anyone has been in to see her.
Once today Tabitiha even came while talking to Greg. If he only knew she was smelling her pussy on he fingers afterwords while he was still there.
God how Tabitiha wants one of them to come in and tell her they know what she is doing. Then demand her show them her hot pussy. Then force Tabitiha to strip and demand she gets on her knees and suck there cock like the slut she secretly is!
Tabitiha can only keep dreaming for that man at work. The great thing is it’s lunch time and she can really cum hard now in her car. As Tabitiha heads out to her car she notices Greg the quiet one watching her. Tabitiha came when he was in her office earlier!
*This is a work of fiction. I do not condone the behaviour in this story. Themes of non-consent, rape and sadism.*
She wakes up in a small cell, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Her breathing quickens as the panic sets in. She’d met Lucy for dinner, she had walked alone back to her car, and then her memory just stopped. Desperately she tried to cling to that final memory of pressing the unlock button on her car, but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t remember passed that.
She closed her eyes, and counted to 10. She was smart enough to know her predicament, but willed the chains around her hands and ankles to disintegrate, to just be a vivid nightmare.
“I know you’re awake” the voice cut through the silence like a knife. She started to cry, cursing herself internally, she knew there was no point crying yet.
He was calm, collected, as he sat watching his new toy acclimatise, he loved how each one reacted differently. His hopes were high that she would be his favourite so far, the quiet panic was far preferable to the hysteria he normally had to endure from his play things before he trained them.
Megan was a wholesome 28 year old, happily married with her husband of 3 years. But she lived with a deep dark desire, something she had never told anyone about. It was the more unconventional type of man, something she was embarrassed about anyone finding out. She was utterly weak for big black men and their enormous cocks. She never told her husband, she only joked about it and hinted at it. But he always shrugged it off and laughed about it. It all started when she get whistled at and cat called by black guys, they couldn’t help it, she had a nice fat white ass. She found it offensive when other men whistled at her and cat called her, she found it repulsive, but when a black man did it, she blushed and smiled. One restless night, she woke up at 2 am from a wet dream, she couldn’t go back to sleep, she was too horny. You were asleep and her regular porn wasn’t working for her. So she opened tumblr and reluctantly searched for “big-black-cock”. She was worried and nervous, but the second she laid her eyes on her first big black cock, well.. her jaw dropped, she felt a guilty and incredible chill run down her spine, her nipples got hard, she pussy quivered. She knew, *she felt*, it was love, she was in love with their thick veiny dark cocks. She ran her fingers down her body onto her pussy and started rubbing her clit. She came immediately.. within 20 seconds. She She was shocked, it usually took her 15 minutes. She felt guilty and terrible, she couldn’t believe what she had done, but at the same time she couldn’t believe she still wanted more. The guilt of cumming to black dicks behind her husbands back, exhilarated her. She nervously stuck her fingers back down, and continued scrolling… *times goes by* It was 5 am, she was covered in sweat, breathing heavily, drenched in her own cream, and shaking. So satisfied but so hungry for more. She locked her phone, looked over at your made sure you weren’t watching her, then she went to sleep..
Jill was blindfolded, bent over a table she was assuming, with her hands bound and pulled across the way. She had been in this position for what felt like hours, but with no outside stimuli wasn’t sure just how much time has really passed. Being in this pose was bringing her fear and excitement, nearly in equal amounts.
Then she heard it, the sound of feet on the bare floor getting louder with each step. Was he in the room the whole time, or was she just too distracted with the feeling of the ropes on her wrists? Her fear started building when the thought that it could be anyone in here, which slowly turned to arousal as she thought more about it. She waits, hoping to hear a voice to know it’s him. The steps stop. Nothing.
So to preface this, my folks live on the water, and I’ve become friends with a couple who also has parents on the water, a couple miles down the way from us.
I grew up out there, and still spend every weekend I can during the summer there.
So last weekend the friends I have down the way are throwing a party, and invite me over.
Rather than drive my truck there, I take the easiest route, and drive my boat over (2003 Mastercraft Maristar 210vrs for anyone who cares)
I arrive at the party, and dock the boat. A few people flock down to me, and there’s a beer in my hand right away.
I head up to the house, and instantly notice this short little gal, who wearing a bikini, and a Mariners jersey left unbuttoned.
She has huge tits for her frame, which is only about 5’2” and maybe 110lbs, tan skin, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a nose ring, and a tight little ass.
I check her out up and down, nonchalantly, and eventually introduce myself.
She seems embarrassed, and almost laughs when I tell her my name.
This is gonna be about that time my friend came over to my house to hang out and things got a little crazy.
So I have been friends with this person for about 2 or 3 years. We became close about a year ago. I always thought he was attractive but I never looked at him more than a friend, especially because I was dating someone at the time. Fast forward to a few months ago, the person I’m dating and I break up. My friend, just my other ones, was there for me and supported me.
One night, we were texting each other out of boredom and I told him he could come over and invite some other people if he wanted to. An hour later, he comes over by himself, which surprised me a little but I didn’t mind. We decided to watch some documentary and we really weren’t paying attention to it because we were talking the whole time. All of a sudden, we stop talking, looked into each other’s eyes, leaned towards each other and started kissing. It was one of the most intense kisses I’ve ever had. I got really turned on, like my bikini bottom got wet. We continued to kiss as I lay on the couch as he’s on top of me, his hands go down my bikini bottom and he starts rubbing me and I thought to myself, “Oh shit, it’s about to go down.” We then started undressing each other and he pulls out a condom and puts it on. He enters me and his strokes are slow but sensual. He gradually starts to get more aggressive, with him thrusting and pounding me as I scream with pleasure as we fucked in every room in my apartment. We had sex 5 or 6 times that night. I couldn’t tell how many orgasms I had. My most intense orgasm was we were in the bathroom and he had me bent over the sink in front of the mirror where he was pounding me, pulling on my two braids and smacking my ass as I scream at my top lungs to fuck me harder. He fucked me like it was his last day on earth and I loved it. After we got done for the night, we laid in my bed, told each other good job, high fived each other and laughed. We then fall asleep. We wake up the next day and we told each other we needed that. I then told him that if he wanted to do this again, that it’d be cool with me. He said yeah, that’s cool. From that moment on, we became friends with benefits and we have great sex but that night was just insane, probably because it was so unexpected and happened so fast but hey, those are usually the best nights, right?
This could be a very lengthy story as it took all night for sex to transpire but I will try to keep it as short as possible and hit the main points. This was my first time sharing my wife and I found it extremely fun and comfortable. We have been talking about this moment for a while (she has mentioned it a few times about doing it with this particular friend) but this is the first time it has happened.
It all started because we had a night to ourselves so my wife wanted to go to dinner and a movie. I had other plans. I invited my friend over for some drinks and wanted her to dress sexy for him and tease him a bit. She reluctantly did so but she thought it would never work and he wouldn’t be into her. She couldn’t have been more wrong. She wore this really short sundress with no panties where her ass would hang out if she bent over just a little.
Original story: https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8y1bd4/fm_i_fucked_my_friend_for_his_store_discount/
Please read the original post otherwise this post won’t make much sense. It isn’t very long. But if you need the TLDR version: When I graduated college, my old FWB and I had an arrangement where he’d get me discounted merchandise from the Nordstroms he worked at in exchange for sex. It started off as a playful, bored friends having sex type of thing but turned into an explicit financial exchange. He had his wedding this weekend and I asked at the end of my post if I should wear some of the stuff he got me.
So the wedding was Saturday. I did wear the shoes and necklace to it. Naturally I didn’t see much of him given how busy grooms are on their wedding days. But late at the reception we did run into each other as I was coming back from the bathroom and he was heading there.
I told him he looked good, congrats, etc. Then I asked him if he liked my shoes and necklace. I don’t think he got it at first. He gave me a generic you look great. But as we were about to go our separate ways, the light bulb went off.
This is an update to my story from last time. Here is the link in case you missed it:
Again i have changed and left out some specifics for confidentiality purposes Also, sorry for typos and grammer I rush type alot lol.
SO i heard from him. I mean if I didn’t I wouldn’t be writing an update for you guys now would I?
4 days passed since the rendezvous and i was feeling all hot and bothered, all week i had been recounting the events and relieving myself off of the hot memories of getting fucked on the hood of my car. I was starting to long for him. Let me tell you, this is not my nature. But something about this guy had me smitten, or maybe it was his dick. I’m not sure, but I was craving his cock!