Toilet Slave for my Boss

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Over the past few days, I have found myself in quite a strange situation. Every time I feel the need to use the bathroom, I have to ask my boss “May I please use the restroom Mistress?” Otherwise, she won’t let me go.

One afternoon I need to ask for her permission again, so I walk over to her office. I push on the door handle, but much to my annoyance, it doesn’t budge. I glance both ways before putting my ear up to the wood. It’s hard to hear what’s going on, if I had to guess I’d say she was arguing on the phone. I sigh and leave, pacing around the office doing menial tasks as I get increasingly more desperate. 

Half an hour later, I’m suddenly not sure I can wait any longer. I sent her an email some time ago, yet I received no response. I’m completely unable to sit or stand still, and worse yet, the pain in my bladder is becoming overwhelmingly unbearable. I grit my teeth and decide to head towards the hallway door. I hold my phone to my ear, pretending to be on a call as I wait outside the staff bathroom. After a few minutes, a co-worker holds their card to the reader and enters the restroom, so I slip in behind them to use one of the stalls. After I’m finished I come back to my desk to see a reply to the email I sent earlier. 

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CNC – A plumber visits and snakes more than the drain

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I just got a call to go to a property. Someone is renting it, but the home owner said that the renters called snd said that the drains needed to be snaked. I texted the renter and verified that she would be available that day. I received a text back “yes sir.” Something about that reply had me excited, it wasn’t often that people responded to the business texts that way. I tried to fight the urge to drive by but I couldn’t help it and ended up driving by later that evening.

I think my hot coworker is going to ruin my marriage. Part 2

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Thank you for the warm reception of the first part if this story! Here’s chapter 2 and more is probably in the works. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2

Dolly woke up first the next morning seemingly no worse for wear. Cookie had left late in the night, just prior to the sun coming up, and I had my worst hangover in recent memory.

“Drink too much you think?” She said it calmly but there was fury behind her words.

I had slept through the night on the chaise. Still naked, but someone had put a light blanket over me. I was nauseous, my head pounded, and I’m sure I was dehydrated. I was about to catch hell for last night and all I wanted to do was lay here and not throw up.

Dolly set down two Ibuprofen and a glass of water on the table next to me. “Thank you. Uh… Let’s talk about last night?” I choked it out as I sat up, pain splitting my head in two and bile rising in my throat.

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How my Art tutor [56F] became my lover [18m] and took my virginity. (m/F) [First Time] [str8]

This is something I haven’t really shared but still fantasise and think about almost every day..

I have always been quite talented when it comes to creativity and spent most of my childhood drawing. Since Pre-school it was noticed, by kindergarten teachers and doctors that I was drawing at a much higher standard than my peers.

When I hit puberty this love of drawing, mixed with teenage hormones, meant that I was often found drawing naked women in inappropriate sexual scenarios. This would lead me to getting into trouble on multiple occasions, by my mother and various teachers.

The pictures were often quite graphic. Like a naked woman bound to an industrial machine that pumped milk from her breasts while fucking her in multiple holes with penis like attachments.

Having grown up in a very Christian household my mother was quite disturbed by my imagination, given the fact I had not been exposed to pornography or ever really seen a naked woman.

She decided to send me to life drawing classes, despite my age, on Wednesday and Sunday nights. In this way it was hoped I would learn how to appreciate the naked body in a more appropriate and artistic manner.

[MF] Fun with my best friend at a movie theater

I realized a little while ago that I’m forgetting the little details of my “exploits” over the years.. and I figured writing them down would be a good way to remember. There’s a little back story so skip to the — if you want to get straight to the good stuff. 

Jen and I were 18, we’d just about graduated HS and were getting ready to go off to college. I’d went to an all boys school and she went to the convent, our sister school. She was smart, funny, a little crazy, and I didn’t know this yet – a horny little devil. But you wouldn’t know that either, looking at her – she was the teachers pet, top of her class and all the nuns loved her. She’s about 5″3, C cups, athletic with a firm ass. All complemented by beautiful brown eyes and lush hair. 

Jen and I met at church. Sorta around 8th grade when all of my friends were starting to realize girls existed. It was about 6 of us in the group, our parents would drop us off in the morning for class and mass and pick us up after. Every year, one person would stop coming.. until in about 11th grade when it was just me and Jen. 

Hypocritical Friend [MFF] [Cheating] [Maledom]

She was laying on the floor, her face cold against it. Her hair pulled as he was ready to ram inside her. “I shouldn’t do this” she said to herself. “This is the last time”, she thought. She knew she was lying. She always came back. He didn’t even need to chase her, just wait. Wait for her desperation. Wait for her hypocrisy. For her guilt. He didn’t really wait, he just found someone else to have fun while she was convncing herself that everything she did for him was beneath her. That she didn’t love everything he did to her. That she was more than just a girl who always gets carried and can’t think straight when she’s full of lust.

Destined Siblings, Chapter 4 [MF] [inc]

My big brother brought his hands up my exposed back, further tantalizing me in ways I had never expected. A small shiver flashed the length of my spine, and that was when I knew that this was meant to happen, that my big brother was supposed to be more than just a brother to me, that our being related by blood was simply the universe’s way of making us appreciate this expanding relationship in a much better way.

The knot at the back of my neck was pulled free. Only the fact that my chest was pressed against Andrew kept the bikini bra from making a trek to the floor.

With my eyes closed, I lifted my face…

We finally kissed, acknowledging our illicit love.

It was tentative at first, but the initial brief press of lips was enough to break the dam. We started kissing again, this time long and strong kisses, caressing each other’s face and I almost certainly would’ve collapsed to the floor, if he had not been holding me so firmly in his arms.

How I unexpectedly became a Cuckold. (Long) (Cuckold) (Bi-Curious) (Big Cock)

I knew what I was doing was risky, but it was an addiction and I just couldn’t stop. I had always been bi-curious but hadn’t acted on it, at least not until I was already married. 5 years into marriage and countless online chats with random guys later I finally decided to take the next step. His name was Mike, and by chance we happened to meet in a chat room. He was older, in his 50’s, but 6’2” and in good shape. He said he was dominate, discrete, and hung… which was pretty much what I had fantasized about. Since we were both married we decided it was best to meet at a location other then our homes. We met for dinner and went to a hotel, both of us traveled occasionally for work and used that excuse with our wives.

Pleasing her

After the near success of my first RandomActsofMuffDive encounter, I decided to try another. 

RAOMD is a subreddit where women post looking for someone to provide oral pleasure, or guys post to offer it, and reciprocation is at her discretion.

I actually wasn’t looking for this one. I saw a woman post about a “success” story and I commented on her post. 

Nothing salacious. Really just a simple congratulatory note. Later that evening she sent me a message. 

We started messaging and one thing led to another. I was writing what I would do to her, she would send me suggestive photos and videos. 

Then it worked out where I would be in her city for work one night only. Everything aligned and we both had free time that evening and decided to meet. 

We never exchanges names or personal information. But through our chats and some phone sex/video chats, she built up enough trust to invite me to her place.

She is 32, 5’6″ with brown hair, brown eyes and looks like a curvier version of the actress Lily Collins. She carries a few extra pounds, but not many. Just a little bit of a belly. She has natural full C breasts and a full ass with a great curve and uplift.