The New Employee – Part 5 [MF – Light BDSM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i8sp5r/the_new_employee_part_1/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i8srcp/the_new_employee_part_2_mf_light_bdsm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i9070j/the_new_employee_part_3_mf_light_bdsm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i908u3/the_new_employee_part_4_mf_light_bdsm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

A New employee Part 2

Another Day Another Lunch Meeting

“Sara!!!!” Yelled Mr. Johnson from his office.  

“Yes Sir” Sara responded, jumping up from her desk looking back into Mr. Johnson’s office. 

“Sara i need the presentation we reviewed yesterday updated with my comments and the monthly financial report ready for the friday meeting with Lisa tomorrow.” Mr. Johnson barked the moment she entered the room without looking up at her. 

“Yes Mr. Johnson. I already have all that completed, you are good to go.” Sara responded with a smile. 

“And you double checked the accounts final numbers in the financial report with Robert? He asked to review it one last time before we publish it.” He responded immediately, obviously distracted looking through his notes from last week’s meeting with Lisa. 

“Yes Mr. Johnson I remembered your instruction.  I have a meeting set with Robert right after lunch.  I could not get on his schedule before then, he is very busy being the ‘Boss’ and all!” She responded with a hint of sarcasm at the end.  

The Wrong Sister (FM, Cheating, Risky, Clothed)

I hate weddings. I hate the effort, the cost and the stress that comes with it. But most of all I hate the falseness, and how that falseness is fuelled by everyone in attendance. How solemn vows are shared with so little thought. How beautiful speeches are given to those in attendance with promises made to never stop loving, caring and trying to please the other. All those words ring hollow in time and are shown for the sham they are.

Of course I am not the best advocate of marriage. Not when the man who’d directed such wonderful sentiments at me a decade ago clearly didn’t mean them, shown by him leaving me for the younger, fitter strumpet from work. And in doing so, leaving me to raise the children we’d had together alone.

The fact that his new marriage was seemingly perfect, and that he’d had another child, made my own singledom rankle even more.

I’d warned my sister of such things but had, perhaps rightfully, been told I was bitter. Five years of loneliness would do that to anyone though, especially as my tenuous grasp to my mid thirties was starting to slip.

Saw a girl for the first time in four years. Fucked her that very same night. (M/F) [Creampie]

I sat there on the plane fumbling to hide my erection. That was the third time it’appeared that flight. I quickly glanced to my right, as I was in the window seat, and saw that both seats were vacant. I look over the seats in front of me to the toilet. There they were, in a queue. I looked behind me to the other bathrooms, and they only had one person waiting outside. I stood up and walked to the back of the plane just as the person waiting walked into the toilet. Luckily, they were quick, and I calmly went inside and locked the door behind before hastily unzipping, unbuttoning and pulling down my jeans and boxers to expose my erect cock. I whipped out my phone, pulled open my photo gallery, went to the recently deleted folder and began stroking my dick. Within two minutes of furiously jacking off, I came and shot a rope of it onto the door. I sat and breathed for fifteen seconds, then slowly pulled myself together, cleaned the door, flushed the toilet and headed back to my seat. I sat down and sighed. I pressed play on the film I was watching on the screen.

Me [F] and my roommate [F] pretended to be sisters to mess with a guy and ended up having a “sister” threesome [FFM]

I have a lot of really great sex stories, but this might be the boldest, craziest, kinkiest thing I’ve ever done. It’s the one thing that I look back on and think, “Oh my god, I can’t believe I actually did that.” It’s a bit long, but I think it’s a pretty good story. It’s a pretty good memory.

After college, I moved in with a girl, Amelia, who I had never met. We had a lot in common and ended up getting close. We spent a lot of our spare time together, tended to do all our clubbing and going out to bars together, and eventually wound up in a friends-with-benefits sort of arrangement. You can read about that [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hyx0ja/i_f_fucked_my_roommate_f_with_a_strapon_to_help/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) I identify as bi, and she was straight but curious, and it just kind of worked out between us.

We were both naturally sexual people and spent a lot of time flirting, teasing, and talking to each other about sex and our fantasies. Our average night looked like the two of us sprawled out on the couch in t-shirts from past hookups and panties, legs intertwined, watching some Disney movie. These nights often ended up with us asking each other sex questions, trying to dig deeper and deeper into each other’s kinks, fetishes, and fantasies.

Fuck buddy parking lot part 2 (18MF)

Part 2!

Okay, so it took me more than a day, but here’s part 2 for everyone that was interested! ***i was 18 at this time, and I am 22 now Incase anyone was wondering from my prior posts***

As I jumped into my car, I laughed while I saw his eyes pleading for me to go back to his house. He texted me,
“So are you coming or not?”
I looked over at him, shrugged my shoulders, and began to drive off. I laughed, debating if I should go or not. A part of me told myself to just go home, but another part of me did not want too. I looked over and saw that it was only around 8PM, so I turned right heading towards his house. He followed me in his truck, and I began my way to his house. I didn’t want to let him know immediately I was going there. I went to the highway, and I turned the opposite direction towards his house. He slammed on his gas so I could see he stormed towards his house. I rolled my eyes. ‘Great way of convincing me to come over,’ I thought to myself.

How to run a [Harem] out of the local Dairy Queen [MFFFFFF] [vanilla] [first person] [drug use]

**I. Sandy**

I was so burned out after college I ended up doing nothing of value for a whole decade after. Well, I had this dream of becoming a “professional gamer” and so it felt like all the time I spent grinding in various games was time well-spent, but then I found myself in my early-30’s with no job skills or real prospects. I was also incredibly depressed and lonely, having had one relationship with a really hot slightly older woman named Michelle who dumped my ass once she realized how immature I was. Besides Michelle, and by the way it was painful to even think of her name at that time, I had been unlucky in love for the better part of a decade. By the time I took a job at Dairy Queen, just to pay for rent and weed, I hadn’t had sex in three years. Or four, I’d honestly lost count. The work was, to be honest, pretty humiliating overall. I had to wear a stupid uniform and stand for most of the day, and I was always afraid of angering customers or my boss my doing the wrong thing. Over time I got okay at the job, though.

The promotion girl is a slut

Where I stay the liquor stores always have young (18+) girls standing there promoting their stock. It’s usually the girls just out of high school so they’re all young hit and always very slutty.

Here’s a little story I’ve come up with that I hope you like and maybe we can role play it?
For this the girl is 19,but for a role play I’m open to anything over 18 (&under 25)
The story/odea:.

I was working as a manager at the liquor store on the corner, one day during the hot summer we had a promotion girl come in to promote a new brand of apple schnapps.
This little slut came in on that day wearing a white tank with no bra on (OK she only had about B-cup titties so they were firm and perky). She also wore these super short daisy dukes that just covered her cute, pert little ass. To finish her get up she wore these short converse sneaks. She was teasing everyone the whole day and it must have worked because they were sold out by mid afternoon. But being sold out, she still couldn’t go home, oh no. She had to stay there till 5. And I, being the manager, I watched over all her teasing all the customers, becoming more horny as the day went on.

The World Drifts By: The Threesome that Wasn’t [FFM][F]

*n.b. Please don’t do what I did in this story. It’s extremely stupid and either you or one of your friends will probably drown.*

My second year of university drew to a close and, as I remember it, I was in a perpetual bad mood. I’m sure that I was no longer mired in self-loathing over how things had ended with [Lucy](https://old.reddit.com/user/itsonlycharlotte/comments/i3qb94/the_lucy_links/) by now, but I liked studying and disliked long summers, and no doubt I was fed up over some other romantic or sexual entanglement which had gone south.

I had been sharing a house with three other people; two of them had already left for the summer, and only Rosie and I remained. Rosie was—and remains—an exceptionally lovely person, by far my favourite of my housemates. She was a fellow English student with an earnest love for Harry Potter, an infectious smile, and a mild demeanour which people often mistook for shyness, but was more of a genuine, polite-to-a-fault fascination with others and what they had to say. And, I suppose, for the purpose of this story I might as well add that she’s very pretty in an understated way, a kind of soft-skinned, wavy-haired and (she wouldn’t mind me saying this, I’m sure) chubby cuteness, with smooth and gentle curves which, more often than not, she kept hidden.

Sucking his cock on the train. [MF] We left a party because he wanted to fuck but then I couldn’t wait [F20, M21]

[This happened on a New Years Eve with my ex when I was 20]

I bounced up the stairs to the train station, feeling my high pigtails swinging behind me and my very short, very preppy skirt grazing the top of my thighs. I knew Nathan was probably watching from behind. I reached the top, turned around, and took the lollipop out of my mouth to smile at him.

“Hurry up!” I called. I was still buzzing from the MDMA we’d taken a few hours earlier – I’d been laughing and dancing and draping myself over our friends, enjoying the warmth and touch of other bodies at the party.

Nathan’s pill had made him quiet instead. I checked on him earlier and he’d said he felt good and relaxed but not particularly energetic – he’d just chatted to some mates while I partied. Later on he admitted that he’d been thinking about fucking me throughout the night, wondering if he could pull me into an empty bedroom with him, but the family of our friend having the party had been home. So eventually he tugged me away from the couch where I was snuggling a girl I’d just met, and persuaded me to leave.

[FM] “Hey Daddy” – How I made my tinder date my cumslut

Sorry it ended up longer than I intended.

I’ll try to keep the “pre action” talk short. I’ve been a long time lurker in the sub, I posted once in an old throwaway but thought I’d give back some more.

This started late last year, pre-covid nightmare, my objective on tinder was a bit more open, it more depended on what I came across, I wasn’t out to fuck anything that moved. But the key part was, the last line of my bio was “call me daddy, and I’m yours”

So I match with this girl, let’s call her Jess. And she messages immediately (I know right).

“Hey Daddy”

And from there I know it was on. We messaged in-app for a day or so, including her mentioning how all she could do at work all day was imagine sucking my cock, and talking my load down her throat. We clicked in such a way sexually that I just knew how to get her worked up, how to talk and what to say to push her buttons. When I did get her number things went naughty fast, pictures were sent and she made it clear she didn’t have work tomorrow (but I did).