The Work Wife [MF][oral][anal][cheat][interr]

Part 1
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She was a Punjabi woman, a Sikh, and despite being born half a world apart we found each other working as peers on projects for the United States Commerce department. She had a quick, biting wit that was perfectly synced with my own. Our rapport was easy and despite not getting my pop culture references, we could still make each other laugh. We became inseparable work spouses: having lunch together grabbing coffee, working as pairs at each other’s desks, taking walks together on the work campus.

While our personalities meshed well, physically we were near opposites. She was the picture of elegance, with brown skin, impossibly long hair, and a thin, lanky frame that supported ample breasts. I was pale to a fault, burning easily in the sun, short brown hair, and the size and build of a football player whose body had softened over the years into what could be called the classic dad bod.

We flirted together almost immediately upon meeting. She was married with two young boys, confiding in me that the marriage was arranged, so nothing was ever going to happen. We would talk and get close. One day I noticed that she kept touching me, my knee and my thigh, when we talked, sometimes letting her hands linger. I would touch her shoulders, but tried to walk a careful line of workplace behavior.

The Wedding Proposal

This post is a fantasy that contains: insertion, embarrassment, stealth orgasm. Everyone depicted is over 18 years old.

A man in his jeans and t-shirt got down on one knee at the restaurant. As he looked into his date’s eyes, he said to her, “Buffy Vageena, will you marry me?”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, clear plastic container. Inside it was an engagement ring with the smallest diamond she had ever seen. The container was like one of those small plastic bubbles that kids pay 25 cents for to get a random toy on the way out of a grocery store. Not that she expected much of a ring, or even a ring at all. They had only known each other for a week. She knew that he didn’t have much money; he was in his second year of college and she was ten years older than him. Her family has had money since, quite possibly, the invention of money itself. But since meeting Phillip Wern, she had never been happier and his bank account balance didn’t matter.

Your pretty little girl. [oral] [exhibitionism] [subF] [domM]

It was around midday by the time that I arrived at your house, hand curled up in a fist as I wrapped my knuckles against your front door. “Baby! Let me innnn!” I shouted happily, a wide grin on my face. The two of us had been occupied recently with work and what-not, so this was the first time I was able to visit you for nearly a few weeks. My eyes lit up in excitement as I saw the door open, but to my surprise it was your mother, “O-Oh! Emma!” I squeaked out, adjusting my skirt. It was your mother. Had you forgotten to warn me that she would be staying over? Nonetheless, I smiled, greeting her, “Hi ! He hadn’t told me that you’d be staying over. I’m not intruding am I?” I asked. At that, she smiled, shaking her head, “Not at all darling, please, come in!” At that I walked inside, taking my shoes off at the door and pulling up my thigh highs.

[MF] Used my Girlfriend’s mouth as a fleshlight to jerk off to porn

I had been with this girl for almost two years at the time, which if we’re being honest, was about a year too long. We’d both lost whatever feelings we’d had for each other by then, and were simply together out of comfort and familiarity. We were incompatible in virtually every way, especially when it came to what we enjoyed in bed. She loved soft, sensual sex- the kind where we gazed into each others’ eyes as we teased each other and whispered sweet nothings. I, on the other hand, liked rough, sloppy sex. The compromise was pretty unsatisfactory for both parties.
One day, as a last ditch attempt, she suggested that we should try some light bondage to spice things up. I was quick to oblige as there was literally nothing to lose. So I blindfolded her and tied her arms behind her back. She got on her knees and started throating my dick. One thing I will say is that her lack of a gag reflex made her the best cock sucker. Till this day, I’ve never gotten head as good.
I then proceeded to fuck her, pulling down her blouse to expose her tits. At first, it was really exiting fucking her as she lay there tied and helpless. I even licked her soles which made her pussy gush. She loved anything to do with her feet and I guided them onto my shaft, which she curled her toes around and jerked.
After a while though, it kind of felt like the same sex we’d always had, minus the use of her hands which were still securely bound. She seemed to really enjoy it though, and even squirted as she came – the first time in a while. I guided her back onto her knees so that she could suck her juices off my dick, when I realised that she couldn’t see what I was doing at all, obviously thanks to the blindfold. I waved my hand in front of her face to make sure, then whipped out my phone and began watching some hardcore porn. She usually let me get rougher once she’d cum and was in a generous mood, and this time was no different. Phone in one hand and a fist full of her hair in the other, I fucked her throat as she drooled and slobbered all over. At one point, the guy in the scene I was watching fucked the girl’s face sideways such that his dick buldged from her cheek, which I proceeded to do to my own girl. It felt like I was actually in the scene, which made me rock hard. Following what was happening in the scene to a tee, I flipped her onto her back with her head dangling off the bed and face fucked her that way, using her tits as handles. I usually came on her tits or ass, as she didn’t like the taste of cum, but this time I gave her the throat pie of a lifetime, my eyes fixed on some random pornstar all the while. I came so deep in her throat she had no choice but to swallow my load. Fun times. Best part is she loved it. Comments welcome

[MF] Office stories – Turkish delight (dubcon)(long story)

As she sits across from me in the small conference room at the end of the hall, I size her up. Black sneakers, skinny jeans and a black top visible under het white button down shirt. The first couple of buttons of her shirt are open as always so she has a nice cleavage showing. Her dark brown eyes look a bit scared, for good reasons. I’m the new manager of her team and she’s on the verge of getting fired. The file on her has been growing from long before I transferred to her team. We’ve worked together for over 3 years now, but I’ve never been her direct manager until now.

[MMM… FFFF…] The Devil’s Work – part eight

Tabitha stands with her legs tightly together. Her labia majora protrude slightly. They are a little lighter in colour than her dark skin tone. I also got a glimpse of the pink flesh tones of her inner vulva as he stepped out of her drawers. I hope that I am going to see more.

I look across at Dr White. He appears mesmerised.

“What next, Dr White?” I ask him.

“Sorry, yes,” he says, coming out of his daze. He turns to the girl.

“Now, Tabitha,” he says to her. “We will find out whether you have been lying to us about never having lain with a man.”

He turns to me.

“Jonathan,” he says. “Sit the girl back on the chair, with her hands fastened behind the back.”

I put the chair back in front of the table and sit Tabitha on it. I arrange her shackled hands behind the chair back. The wooden chair is a ‘carver’ style, with a straight back and two wooden arms.

“Now, Reverend Gaunt,” Dr White says. “I will need your assistance for this.” Reverend Gaunt looks up. I can see the confusion and concern on his face. He really does not wish to play any part in this process, if he can avoid it.

[FF] Hired a woman for sensual massage, Part 2!

The long-awaited part 2 is here (hint: it was on my profile all along!). Part 2 is where it gets real steamy – enjoy! Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lmzv6a/i_f_hired_another_woman_for_sensual_massage/)

I compose an email.

*Dear Lily* (her listed named being Lily),

*I would love to meet you.*

No. That sounds stupid.

*Lily,*

*I love your dimples. Do you think we could arrange a meeting*

No. That is also stupid.

*Hi Lily,*

*I am nervous. This is my first time. You look like you know what you’re doing, and I am craving some touch – might you be available this coming weekend for a one hour appointment? Please find my information attached below. I look forward to hearing from you.*

I send it before I have time for regret. Maybe I haven’t given her enough time, or perhaps I’ve given too much. I think about her red curls gracing my shoulders. I slam my computer shut and go, fitfully, to sleep.

In the morning, I have a response. She is available, Saturday at noon, is well-versed with newbies, and would love to see me. I send a deposit immediately. I shake for the next three days in anticipation.

Desire Too Strong [Str8] [F] [M] [Mdom]

You are sitting on a sofa scrolling your Instagram when I enter the room and walk, without pause or hesitation, directly toward you. I step up on the sofa and stand directly over you. You fall back against the crest-roll sofa back, drop your hands, and your phone falls between the cushions. You glance down at my clean black leather loafers against the white leather cushions, against your strong sleek thighs, my powerful legs glancing against your ears, hair, and cheeks. As you take a deep breath, you recognize my unique scent and a trace of some woodsy-smelling cologne from the morning.

“Unbuckle,” I tell you. You unbuckle my belt.

“Zipper.”

You unbutton my soft, light slacks and pull the zipper down.

“Take it out and into your mouth,” I tell you.

You pull the pants down slightly and feel some resistance, brace yourself for a surprise like you do during scary movies. You pull my slacks down more, and my dick springs, hitting your chin.

“Remember why you are here,” I say.

You will serve every desire I have. You may have beautiful eyes, skin, and hair, but it’s your lips I am now focused on.

I[M] crashed at my friend’s place and slept with his partner[F]

Let’s start off with the disclaimer. This will indulge on the theme of cheating so I know there’ll a lot of hate. Please leave this post if it is not for you. Next, this is an extremely long post. I’ve just started typing this out and let’s see how much I spew out in this post. I will separate the sex/cheating part located after (—-, dash area) if you just want to read that part. All right, let’s begin.

One of the perks of working in the consulting world is the perk of travelling around. Some may not like this due to the fact of dealing with customers face to face. Those of you that had the luxury of experiencing it will know that customers can be a real pain to deal and sometimes the most exciting and memorable chapter in your working career. I’ll start off with a little bio on myself and what I do for a living.

I am a consultant that provides solutions for both Retail & Hospitality customers. My consultancy expertise lies in the domain of Computer Science/Information Technology. In other word, a good old geek in the street and probably a freak in the sheet. At least that’s what I told myself. I’m in my early thirties or dirty thirty as I get this often from my closes friends. They knew of my dirty rendezvous.

30 [M]y adventures with 19 [F] Coworker (part 1)

30 (M)y adventures with 19 (f) coworker (part 1)

She was average height, her work clothes always slightly baggy, leaving your imagination to wonder. Her long legs clearly toned, along with her butt. Although it’s always hard to see how firm it is, as her hips and her curves give way to the perfect breasts, 38DDD, slightly perky but not in your face. She was the typical medial student. Both bubbly and fun, but also brilliant. She had a confidence that could steal the room, but also wears her heart on sleeve. Her dirty blonde hair either pulled up into a messy bun and the stray hairs flowing over hear forehead, framing her beautiful blue-grey eyes, her cheekbones defined just enough to show when she smiles even with a mask on. I had heard the day before I would be working with her so I was excited as I walked into work.
She was the kind of coworker I enjoyed. She was bubbly and talkative. But also hard working. Overall just a good person to see on the schedule with you.
While we had good conversation in the past It was also fairly mild. She is only 19 and I try to behave and be cautious.
But this day the conversation was more risky, telling hookup stories and just generally sharing secrets and becoming more flirty. I couldn’t help but be near her all
Day as I felt myself starting to crave her.
The other coworker there for the day also joined in on the flirting, but I found myself wanting more time alone with her. Moments when he would step away for a break or to use the restroom, we would instantly find ourselves near each other again. It was colder than usual so we often times huddled near the heater. Being around her became intoxicating. But also frustrating. We were work. I am in a relationship, but yet, I was being flirty, and she seemed to reciprocate. Her face growing red, even though all I could see was her eyes because of the masks we are required to wear, I could still see the blushing. I could still see her cheekbones rise up just slightly, showing the smallest signs that she was enjoying herself.