naughty – Page 3 – Exploring Desires

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When you went away for your freshman year of college I was both excited for you and sad for myself. A normal reaction for a father I am sure. Proud of the woman you were becoming mixed with fear of you being on your own. Being so beautiful I knew those horny frat guys would be all over you, but you were strong so I had to trust you would do the right thing.

Over the first few weeks of you being away I hardly slept, not just worry but the emptiness of the house. It has been just the two of us for so long, I forgotten how quiet and lonely this place was. I started going online and well, doing what single old men do. Playing games and surfing porn to keep my mind busy after work. I found myself addicted to sites like tumblr as they had such a wide variety of everything, and honestly opening my eyes to so many things I would never of imagined to be out there. I had to admit some things peeked my interests. The whole bondage thing, seeing a woman tied to a bed just wanting to be under someones control. Spanking? Jesus the things they use on a woman’s body, and they like this stuff? Oh some of it made my skin crawl too but weeks turned into months and I started to even re-post the things that really aroused me just so I could have them for “playful motivation” later.

You called me to tell me with work and school that coming home over the holiday’s would be impossible and although I understood it really sunk home how little I would see my babygirl again. I joked about keeping busy and although I never mentioned how, I knew you worried a bit. So we started to text more so you could keep an eye on me. Well more time passed by and I continued to keep myself occupied. I found I could write little comments on my posts and get some conversation out of it sometimes. Some were just little comments like “I love your page?” I have a page? what does that even mean. I would thank them and tried to post more. I had a young girl send me a picture of herself, I think they call them selfies but it didn’t have her head, just a, well just her body. Apparently I was not the only people out there aroused by things. She made a weird comment. “Thanks for getting me so hot daddy, here is something to get you hot too.”

She had a rocking little body so of course my mind and body responded to the silly notion a young girl would want an old man. Well let me tell you, after a few searches, they really do want older men. Then by accident really I found why the girl called me daddy in the message. Sort of a role play thing, a father figure thing, and kinky turn on. There was a whole world of created daddy erotica. How odd? That breaks every moral code I was raised in, yet something about it twisted my thoughts. I posted a few things about it and the responses were incredible.

Spring was here now and my mind was full of the idea that maybe you would come home for the summer although you would not commit to it. It drove me nuts to be honest. I missed you so much and well I had started having dreams about you but could not remember them when I woke. Natural I guess. What was not so natural was this fascination I had grown into about taboo themes. It seemed to help me *relieve stress* just as much as the whole bdsm thing did.

On your birthday I posted this happy bday post “to my daughter” without revealing any real information. I have no idea why but I just felt like something I should do. It was totally out of place on my page…oh I know what that is now. I flipped through other posts and shared a few that turned me on, then one him me hard. Just a teen girl sitting in a mans lap and he was touching her. I reflected to the days you use to hop into my lap on the couch when I was watching the game….I felt my cock get hard. Without trying I pictured you curled up in my lap and me touching you. My cock ached, just horny stuff I guess but I had never…….pictured you in that way. I was a bit freaked out by it but blew it off to your bday mixed with kinky porn clouding my mind.

But something was kindled in my mind, I started to dream more and actually remember more of what it was about. Yea I had not just gotten sucked into this kinky stuff to get off, no I craved it for real. Shit….I immediately stopped posting. It didn’t help. I didn’t even log in for several weeks but my mind still took me into daydreams of us. I had to shake this before you got home for the summer.

Well more time passed and although I had quit all the posting and watching, my dreams both day and night turned to forbidden desires. I was hopelessly screwed. I woke to some odd sound this morning. Something thumped in the early hours to jolt me from my dream. I could feel the heavy hard-on under my sleeping pants as I reached down and rubbed it. I looked at the clock it was a little past 6 am so I got out of bed to get in the shower. I presumed the noise that woke me was outside as I did not have any pets until I head the microwave. You were home? Not thinking I hurried down the steps and walked into the kitchen hoping to find you making breakfast. There you stood with a cup of hot tea, with only a pair of panties on.

I didn’t have words. I just looked at you. You smiled and set down the cup on the table. “Well aren’t you happy to see me?” I shook off the trance of your perfect body and moved over to hug you…awkwardly at first but you squeezed me tight. You could see and feel my confusion so you stepped back from our embrace. “So happy you are home…um…so…well…where are your things? your um clothes?” your beautiful laugh and smile followed then you just looked at me. “Daddy I missed you so much….thank you for the birthday message last month.” It took a minute, ok several minutes till I realized you had been reading my page. Then the oh shit look hit my face “Fuck baby I am sorry I can explain….I” You just handed me the tea. “Daddy its ok, I didn’t know it was you at first. I am on there too.” Then as my brain processed this real time nightmare as I looked at your body. The way your nipples puckered tight, The angle of your hips as you stood there. You had been the one who sent me the message…the picture…was you. Oh fuck I jerked off to that a dozen time. “Jesus was it…oh god.” I felt sick. You just walked over and touched my shoulder ..”Daddy its ok, that page was really hot and so I wanted to be something to make the writer hot. I didn’t know until months later when you wished me a happy birthday that is was YOUR page. I was so freaked out thinking about all the times I masturbated…” I stopped you “Oh baby I don’t need to know…I shouldn’t of…I mean…” You looked at me then being the strong bold woman you were you rubbed your hand over the thick erection still pressing in my sleeping pants.

“Daddy we are both adults, we both masturbate, and we obviously are turned on by the same things.” I felt you rub and I tried to process what was happening. You were so comfortable, so confident about it. But then so were most of your generation with your sexuality. “Just tell me one thing, when you got my picture did it make you hot?” I smiled and took a deep breath, “yea baby of course, your gorgeous and I am a single old man. If I had a woman like you I would never stop looking at you.” You hugged me tight and I could feel my hardness pressed to you just as much as your breasts were against my bare chest. You kissed my cheek “Drink your tea daddy I’m home now ok…..” So I did, somehow the awkwardness melted away and we stood there drinking and talking. Teasing a bit as we went on. “Did you cum?” I almost choked…coughing “Wha…what?” you burst out laughing. “Did you cum looking at my picture.” Well shit the gloves were already off anyhow…and the clothes mostly. “Often…” For the first time I saw you flinch since this conversation started. “God why does that make me so hot daddy? You cumming cause of me.” I just smirked back at you “Cause your a naughty girl that’s why!”

So will you tie me up later, spank me, and tell me I am your naughty girl?” We both knew very well that I would!

vargskitten:

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I got home early to a sound of rustling in my office, the door cracked, you had been breaking one of my rules again. I pushed lightly on the wood as it silently opened to see you kneeling on my desk looking around for something. The fact you were completely bare ass was another story I was sure. I cleared my throat as you ignored my initial warning I was there. Again a bit louder “Excuse me little lady, would you like to explain what you are doing?”

I could see you were actually frantic and so focused that you seemed to not hear me. Louder and firmer “Baby, Hey……..what are you doing up there?” Then as if you planned the scene you turned and looked at me “I lost something in here Daddy!” I scrunched up my nose. “You are not even suppose to be in here, and I am not even going to mention why you are bare ass…….what did you lose?”

A light giggle as you bit your lip and covered your bare pussy with your little hand. “I lost it!” I growled “WHAT? What did you lose?” I stepped into the room and moved over to you to pull you down. As I reached to help you down I could see the *little* in your wide playful eyes. You wrapped around me in a hug and with a bit smile rattled off a silly story “Daddy I was thinking about you and snuck in here, my cunnie was tingling and so I touched it, alot and I know I shouldn’t but I did and I lost my virginity in here and I can’t find it.” Ending with you burying your face in my neck. I could feel your smile against my skin and the wetness of your pussy against my pants.

I set you down on my desk “First thing you should not be in here….” I started to scold but I could not hide the grin from your sexy little fable. “Baby you know Daddy want you to be a good girl till I get home and that I will always help you with your tingles right.” A nod and smile as you slowly open your legs wider to give me a look. Glistening wet, your puffy folds slightly red from your fingering. I looked down and back up to your wide eyes. “I think its time Daddy shows you exactly how you lose your virginity!”

You had no respect for others, ever. Constantly interrupting my lectures with your talking, laughing, even phone calls. You were not just disrespecting me but you were interfering with the other students who were actually here to learn not just ride off of daddy’s coattails. A whole year of it and today you were at your worst. I could hear you bitching to someone behind my back about how your father would fix your grade and there was nothing I could do about it.

One problem with that theory. Your father had already called me about your slipping grades. He was fully aware of your smart mouthed, entitlement attitude and told me it was time you learned to be an adult after all the years of him covering for you. His words *give it to her good!*

So when you walked past my desk with that shitty smirk I told you to stay back. You just grumbled as your friends laughed and wished you good luck. I followed them to the door and locked it. The look on your face was comical and even better as I sat on the corner of my desk explaining the conversation I had with your savior. Your face was pale, learning I was about to hold you back a year. Oh yes “I can absolutely do something about it” jabbing you for your earlier comments to your friends. Then the begging, pleading, fumbling attempt of respect. I just stood and pulled off my belt. Being a catholic school a good hard spanking was well within my limits and I could see you stepping away from me. I had other ideas.

“You want to pass this class? You will start to respect the lessons you are taught here, today you are going to get a lesson you will never forget and you can thank yourself for deserving it!” I pulled you over “Hands on the desk” You refused as you tried to bribe your way out of it, swearing that you couldn’t handle being spanked. “Who said I was going to spank you?” With that I turned you around and ran my hands down your blouse, ripping it open to feel your soft breasts heaving in my hands. You struggled, swearing your father would never allow this. “His exact words……….give it to you good!” Skirt flipped up, panties torn off, I stuffed my fat cock in your slutty cunt and pinned your arms behind you as I fucked the disrespect out of you.

When I was done, I pulled out with my seed spilling out of you, tears on your face, and apologies flowing from your lips. You tried to straighten yourself up as you gathered your scattered things and rushed out of my classroom. The next day you were prim and proper in class. Silent and focused as I taught. At the end of class you lowered your eyes and walked quietly to the door. Lesson learned!

voyeurgasm:

Show me.

He was the perfect husband, loving and devoted to her in every way. After years of marriage he came to her with a bottle of wine and a conversation that shocked her. He wanted to watch her with another. At first she uncomfortably laughed, then felt a twinge of fear building. Had he cheated? Was he trying to make up for something he did in secret? The conversation moved from humor, to concern, to pure emotions of confessed love. No he loved her, he was only hers, but he was opening up to her about something deep in his mind of fantasy.

The bottle of wine emptied and they made love all night. Falling asleep in each others arms only to wake with a wonder in her mind if he would bring it up again. She didn’t want to be with another. But at breakfast he mentioned about her consideration of his request. Had it been a real request not just a reveal of a kinky fantasy? They agreed only on going out that weekend and looking around, nothing more.

Days went by and not another mention of it, almost forgotten. Friday arrived and they went out for a nice dinner with candles and wine. Then out to a few clubs as they both loved music and a few spirits. She caught him scanning the room shortly after they arrived. He just sat back and watched people as she watched him. Another few drinks and now her own curiosity led her eyes away from him to others moving around the club. Roles reversed as she found herself rating any single man she saw while his gaze moved to her. He leaned over and kissed her neck. “You don’t have to marry the guy, just let him fuck you.” A light comment but it somehow made her whole body quiver. She actually felt wet and pressed her legs together nodding to him.

Finishing her drink she turned to the bar to have it refilled to find a man standing next to her ordering as well. Broad shoulders, large strong hands, and his sexy little smile as he said hello before ordering. She glanced at her man as he agreed. How would she ask? What does she say? But just as she touched his arm she saw her husbands hand on the guys shoulder. The loud music really muffled their brief conversation as the man’s eyes widened, glanced at her, then back to him. An exchange of words as the man tilting his head back and swallowed his drink. The glass thumped on the bar as he smiled again in her direction and walked toward the front door. “Did he freak out? Did he think we were crazy?” He took her hand “No he is going to his car, he is coming over.” Butterflies in her stomach as she was not sure she could go through with this but the alcohol helped her follow to the car. He held her hand the whole way home with random squeezes as they pulled into the drive. Everyone entered the home and he poured a few drinks as the strange man looked you over. “First time?”

She nodded with a blush “It’s ok its not as unusual as you would think and your a beautiful woman with a loving husband. This is just sex, so relax and lets just have some fun.” Apparently this guy had been through this before he sounded like a professional. They all went up to the bedroom and as her husband sat down in the chair the man turned her and unzipped the dress. She felt the unfamiliar touch and kiss against her skin as the dress slipped from her shoulders and settled on her hips. She turned, unzipped his pants pulling him free as he massaged her breasts. She knelt and looked over to find her man watching intently as her tongue lightly brush along the bottom of this gorgeous cock. Taking him in her mouth she felt his strong hands in her hair. Not forcing but guiding her to take all of him.

“Keep your eyes on me” he commanded as she looked up. He pressed his cock in and out of her welcoming mouth. His pre cum was light as he lifted her up. Now he knelt to help her out of the rest of the dress and as her bare flesh was exposed he teased her clit with his tongue. She moaned for the first time, looked over to see his cock out in his fist. She smiled lovingly at him and he could see the pleasure in her face. That was the last glance as she returned her focus to this hunk of a man feasting on her pussy. She held on to him as he parted her folds and thrust his tongue in deep. It didn’t take long for her to cum against his mouth and with her release he stood and turned her to the bed. Her hands falling on the mattress he moved behind her and eased his thick cock inside. Her eyes closed as he pumped slowly at first. Finding his rhythm with her.

The way he touched her, exploring her body, tugging and squeezing her breasts, even slapping her ass as his speed built. He took her through another orgasm like that before pulling out and tossing her up on the bed. He pushed open her legs and drove his cock in deep. She buckled under his power as he fucked her wildly attacking her breasts with his mouth now. Again she came as this bull owned her body and for hours he used her completely. She was lost in him until she heard a familiar groan and knew her husband had just cum. That was it, she burst with an intense orgasm screaming out for it, body completely exhausted. She felt empty as he pulled out of her but knew what to do as she hopped to her knees and sucked his cum soaked cock. She jerked him shaft as she sucked the tip till a new deep groan echoed in her bedroom. He pulled back just enough as she felt his hot seed spill on her chest. She milked him slowly looking up at him. He caressed her face and for the first time kissed her lightly as an old friend would.

He stood, got dressed and thanked them both for a wild night. He left their bedroom as she was almost afraid to look over at him. She felt his touch as he climbed in bed, kissed her and thanked her. She trembled for awhile but he held her like he always had. She felt his love as she started to drift off to sleep. A new chapter in their passionate love, she wondered what other fantasies he held inside.

So today is my TUMBLR birthday. I am 1 year old and still full of kinky, naughty, playful love for all of you! Feel free to shower me with gifts.

I do have a few birthday wishes that you would like to choose from:

*Submitting images for me to add stories to or just to privately inspire me (please mark private if you don’t want me to write something and post it)

*Reblog your favorite post from my first year here (search keywords like story, spanking, daddy, kiss and see what you find but share something that gets your juices flowing)

*Put on something sexy and spend time here letting me slip in your mind and body (in bed, in the shower, at work, in your car, at the park….anywhere) but I want you to play for me till your body trembles and you burst with desire. You know how I love to give you real pleasure!

Thanks to all my sexy friends here, I hope to always give you an escape into my twisted world of erotica. I am here for your pleasure always. 1 year old……hmmmmm……I wonder who would blow my candle?

iwanttobeafirefly:

✶ Firefly ✶

“Don’t you look playful tonight kitten!” I stand over you as you wiggle your little bottom at me. “Where is your tail?” I jest as you move around on all fours keeping your hungry little gaze on me. The sound of the chain from your collar dragging along the floor and your intentional purrs. “Go bring me a toy and we will play!” I watch as you crawl away and come back with a crop. “Oh my kitten was naughty I presume. Were you playing before I got home?”

Your wicked little grin tells me you were. I take the crop from your teeth “then we best take care of your punishment before I give you a good hard fucking yes kitten?” you nod and turn slowly to offer your backside to me. “Good girl!”

*spank*

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Friday night just like clockwork she came in to get her supplies for a wild night. She loved to taunt, to tease, to flirt to get what she wanted and he was an easy target. It was almost too easy with the young awkward boy doing his best not to stare. He stood at the register watching her struggling with what wine coolers she would pull out tonight. She leaned and ran her hands up the glass to stretch as she pondered the difficult decision on her spirit of the night. She finally chose and as the door swung open and the frigged air escaped she bent slowly letting her tight little ass lift to his temptation. She giggled to herself knowing he was tugging on his jeans to help his boner breath. She gathered snacks and turned toward him with a wicked little grin. Slow walk with sway in her hips as she made it to the counter and set out all her treats. Drinks, chips, candy, and two bottles of whip cream. He fumbled for words to greet, to serve, to look cool in his video game tshirt. “Big…um…..party tonight? Somebody’s birthday or something huh?”

The grin spread wider and opened with a perfect smile. “Oh this…” picking up the whip cream “…..no I just like putting in on my body for my girl friends to enjoy after a few drinks.” She knew he just came in his pants. She bit her lip “Baby I forgot my purse, can you be a sweetheart and let me bring it in next time, for me?” He knew he shouldn’t but again, it was Friday night and well she did just call him baby. “Um well i could get in trouble, and last time you said..”

She reached over and put her finger on his lips. “Oh I am sure you will find a way to take care of me.” She looked around. “You do this for me and I will give you a look at my tits” she squeezed them in her hands “You like my tits don’t you?” He groaned and tugged on his jeans now all sticky inside. “Mmmm I think you do baby.” She lifted her top as her firm tits sprung free and his glossy gaze and open mouth took care of answering her question. She tugged her tight top back over them and wiggled toward the door. “She you next Friday baby.”

girls-humping-things:

such a cute slut

She had an unquenchable sex drive and nobody to help her satisfy her cravings so she found creative ways to get off. It started with regular masturbation, then a dildo, a vibrator, and the shower head. She couldn’t cum enough. Every morning in the shower, on bathroom breaks at school, and late at night in bed. She flipped through online porn to find new ways, her pen from school, the handle of her brush, and her pillow. She loved the way it felt between her legs. She rocked slow as first to get hot and wet, letting her hands move over her breasts. Tonight she was especially horny as she rolled her new panties across it. Suddenly a thump against her door. She freaked out and covered her body and hopped off the bed with heavy breath and nerves.

Looking at the clock it was 2 am? Maybe her dad just going down the hall to the bathroom or her idiot step brother. Cute but dumb as rocks….thump, thump. Again she heard it something was bumping into her door so she opened it to see her step brother standing at her door in his boxers. “What are you doing, you totally woke me up asshole.” she whispered only to avoid her dad’s belt. He just stood there, his eyes closed, trying to walk in. “Get out…” pushing on his bare chest and he just wavered a bit then stepped into her room walking slowly toward the bed. Then she remembered her step mom saying he may sleep walk and never to wake him. She watched him go to her bed and lay down. She stood over him totally pissed as he took up the center of the bed and was ruining her sexual high. This is when she noticed his thick outline hidden behind his boxers. She bit her lip and poked at him. Nothing he just lay there. She looked at her open door and went over to close it. “Well if your gonna be in my bed you can help your sister out, can’t you.” A naughty grin as she climbed up on the bed, straddled her passed out brother and lightly brushed her panties over his bulge. “Jesus you are big.” She moved a bit faster with slightly more pressure praying he would not wake and toss her across the room.

He didn’t flinch as she rocked her hips up and down but she could feel his cock getting hard and noticed the tip had slipped out of the slit of his boxers. This was so incredibly wrong but its the hottest she had ever felt so she climbed off him to slip off her panties and climbed back on. Again her hips swayed over him but now she could feel his flesh cap teasing her wet folds and she was rapidly building into an intense orgasm. Every grind of her hips parted her flesh more around his cock, exposed more with his arousal. She had to feel it in her. He had this goofy peaceful look on his face so she moved her gaze to his strong chest as she reached between her soaked thighs and lifted his cock. Easing down on it she actually clamped her hand over her mouth to avoid screaming out from how he stretched her. Lifting and falling on him she grabbed her tits and squeezed hard, head tilted back, and the burning rise of her orgasm coming as she let go and flooded his cock with her juices. She clamped hard on him as she came and he actually groaned in his sleep. She waited to let the little chasing orgasms finish then carefully pulled herself off of him. A thick glistening cock jetting out of his boxers she tried to put in back in but it was too hard. Again her lip was between her teeth as she worried he would wake to see it, she had to do something.

She knelt beside him and started to suck him, slow and deep she took it in her mouth as his body responded. Heavy pulsing against her tongue got her pussy throbbing again and she could feel he was getting close. She reached down and masturbated as she squeezed his balls. She felt the swelling in them as she shook into another orgasm right before his seed spilled in her mouth. She spit it all over his delicious cock and as it softened she tucked it back in. She put on her panties and climbed in bed next to him. When he woke the next day she was spooned against him and he realized he had slept-walked into her room last night. She was completely out as he lifted his arm away and started to climb out of the bed. He could feel the wet sticky discharge and knew he had a wet dream in her bed. He scrambled to get out of her room so she would think she had done it herself. He quietly snuck out and headed for the shower, her one eye opening slightly as she watch him close her door. She lay there rubbing her pussy hoping he would find his way to her room again tonight.

I walk into the study to find you sitting there, a smirk spreading over my face as I loosen my tie. “Baby? What are you doing?” Your eyes quickly dart off the page up to me standing over you with a wide smile. “I’m drawing daddy.”

My smirk turns crooked with a hmmph. “No baby I obviously can see you are drawing, the question was more directed at the fact you are bare ass on my sofa.” This time your eyes don’t leave the page. “I got to hot drawing this daddy.” a light giggle and blush as you crayons and scribble over the pad. My eyebrows raised “What could you be drawing that got you so hot you had to take your clothes off?”

I watched you set down the crayon and look back up at me “Finished!” a proud happy grin “I was drawing you daddy, you always get me hot!” Then you turn the notepad toward me to show a primitive series of images of a man and girl holding hands, another of them kissing, and then the last one of the girl sucking on the man’s cock. Mine immediately responded to the concept with an understanding of how hot the room suddenly felt. I removed my tie and started to unbutton my shirt. “See daddy it is hot in here, now come give me a kiss so I can take care of your pretty cock.”

iwanttobeafirefly:

✶ Firefly ✶

I got to my car and realized I didn’t have my cell, where the hell had I left it? It must still be on my desk in the classroom. The halls were already so quiet as my footsteps echoed down the halls. I could see as I approached my room the door was partially open. Odd, I know I shut it behind me. I pushed lightly as it swung open finding you sitting on my desk with a smile. “What are you doing in here..” I stopped mid sentence as I watched her scrolling through my cellphone. You just bit your lip as I walked up and snatched it from you. “More importantly what the hell are you doing going through my personal things?”

You just giggled at me “I didn’t know you were so kinky Mr. Masters” my heart went into my throat. I had pics from the bdsm club I frequented. It was out of town so I never expected anyone to find out and here one of my best students was looking at me with a gleam in her eyes. “What I do in my private life has nothing to do with you miss…get your butt off my desk and get on your way.” I started to delete the images kicking myself for taking them in the first place but I had run into old friends and the drinking was clearly out of hand for me to do so. “Awe don’t delete them Sir, they were so hot, I was hoping you could send them to me.” I scrunched my nose and brow in anger. “I would lose my job and you even being in here after school hours is wrong.” But you reached over and crawled your fingers up over my tie with a flip. “What are you doing?”

“Thinking about how naughty you are has me all wet Sir, god if anyone knew what you were into….” I grabbed your wrist “You will tell no one or…….” You signed seductively “………Or what? God tell me what you want to do, would you punish me Sir?” I groaned. “Go on, go home, you don’t even understand what you are talking about. “Oh but I do Sir, I let my boyfriend spank me good, but his hands are not as strong as yours. Fuck these panties are wet Sir..” I watched you slip them off and your legs open. I didn’t have to see how wet you were, I could smell the sex dripping from your core and it had me hard as steel. “Am I pretty Sir?” an innocent tease as your legs part more. “Of…..Of course you are but you can’t, I can’t….you need to go home.”

I start to turn away. “Sir my body aches too much, I don’t think I can stand up without you.” another giggle as I was losing my control, damn that pussy smelled so good and I could clearly see the care you took trimming it to be seen. “I know you look at me in class and I can see by that thick outline in your pants you enjoy looking at me now, please Sir, nobody is here and I need a real man to take me.” You leaned back on your arms and as your legs butterflied open I could see the hungry look in your eyes as you looked at my obvious erection pressing to my slacks. It flipped a switch in me, one that should not be flipped. I moved over between your legs so you could feel my thighs pressed against your inner as I leaned down over you. My tie lightly brushing over your swollen little bud. “Are you a slut?”

“Your slut Sir.” I watched you sit up just enough to open the top of your dress for me. “My slut hmmmm…then show me what my slut is craving.” Your nipples were firm as you reached down and unbuckled me. You pulled me out and stroked me slow leaving my thick cap to brush up and down your soaked slit. Your eyes never left mine as I hovered over you. “I need this gorgeous cock inside me Sir, take what is yours.” I planted my hands down on each side of you and with a powerful thrust I buried my cock in you and held it there. You cried out in pleasure as your hands reached around to cup my ass and hold me there. “Fuck yes Sir, give your naughty girl her lesson plan!” I slammed my thick cock in and out of your quivering cunt as you lay back and took it deep. Every thrust shaking the desk as you called out for me to fill you. My mouth ravaged your breasts as you clung to me, pulling me in deeper to your body. Your back arching, hips bucking against my lunges, you burst.

Your orgasms clamped my throbbing cock as I felt the rise building quickly. “Yes oh god yes Sir, give it to me hard!” Fuck you body was wild under me as I pumped harder and deeper. No matter how rough my hands and mouth were on you, you begged for more. Your fourth orgasm was so hard you screamed out and I was so lost in you that there was no care if anybody heard. I had to cum so I pulled out quickly and being the good slut you are, scrambling to your knees on the desk to suck on my cock. I fisted your hair as you emptied my balls into your mouth then sucked and licked me dry.

With a satisfied grin you buttoned up your top then reached over to help my buckle my pants. “Thank you Sir just what I needed…and to think I should of stole your phone so much earlier.” Now realizing I had not left it there, that you had planned this. “Oh is that right, well now that you are my slut I expect you over to my house tonight for the spanking you deserve.” You hopped off my desk with a bounce in your step and rushed to the door. I saw your panties and picked them up. “You forgot these.” A light chuckle in my tone as you turned in the door. “No Sir, I don’t need to wear panties anymore do I?” Off your ran but tonight, tonight I was going to punish my naughty slut and teach you the rest of your lesson!