30F got my married boss to fuck me after 7-year obsession
A 100% true and one of the best sex I've ever had. (If you want to only read the outcum ;) skip to the last paragraph).
When I was about 23 years old, I got a new boss at work and instantly I knew I wanted the man to fuck me. I have an obsession with blue eyes and dad bods 🤷♀️ and this man had both. He is 12 years older than me and married with kids, which shameful to say... at the time it just turned me on more.
After a few months of us working together, we developed an unspoken chemistry, and we would always find excuses to have one on one meetings with each other in a private setting. Would blush when we walked past each other, we would always sit next to each other in meetings, the tension between us was getting thick. One day after about a year of us working together, I decided to ask if he would like to grab some drinks with me and other co-workers after work. Him being a could boss/husband (so I thought), he said he doesn't think that would be a good idea to mix business with pleasure. That answer alone told me everything I needed to know 😏.
I soon made it my mission to be such a great temptation that eventually he will break and accept what I want to give. I would give him flirty looks, bend over his desk and tables as if to pick something up, I slipped him little naughty notes, I would get so close to him so he could smell All of me. Another year went by and he called me into his office one day and just came of and said... He wants to do so many things to me and imagines fucking me in the office every day. At this point, I'm shaking with excitement, curiosity and soaking wet. I wanted to jump on the man as he told me every naughty thing he wanted to do to me. But then he says he can't act on those feelings, and he hopes I could understand and respect that. I told him that the feelings are mutual, and I will respect his choice. Walking out of the office feeling a little defeated, I soon decided I was going to continue with my little charade and won't stop until he he's knees deep inside of me. He was starting to hurt my ego I have to admit, because I am a very attractive confident woman and never have, I been denied, whether the man was married or not.
Fast forward to another couple of years, at this point we are both going home totally exhausted from the tension. He starts taking on projects outside the office which meant I would only see him once or twice a week, I was losing it and my emotions all over the place. I was starting to think if this was becoming a game and challenge for him as much as it was for me. Then he changed departments... I was livid. How could he just up and leave me in this condition, how could he avoid and deny me? About a month went by and I only got to see him for a total of about 5 second, I was starting to give up ... but then my phone rings one late night and it says private. Bored and alone, I answered it, my heart dropped when I heard him on the other side. He told me not to talk, that I just needed to listen. He starts with a deep breath and finishes with details on what he plans on doing to me. How every single one of my holes will be violated and abused, how he can hardly hang on to his faithfulness much longer, that I'm what he sees, hears and smell when he strokes his cock at night. At that moment I could hardly speak, I was drenched and my clit pulsing uncontrollably. I wanted nothing more but his words to come true. When he hung up, I undressed and rubbed myself while moaning his name until I couldn't orgasm anymore. But once again that phone call led to nothing in real life, all just a fantasy in our heads.
Another year went by, maybe two. At that point I was no longer tracking and officially giving up and accepting the fact that I would never get to hear him moan my name, feel him pulse inside my pussy or know what his cum tastes like. I would see him for minutes, only during huge corporate meetings. The tension still there, the blushing and eye fucking, but still nothing. Then FINALLY!
I received a call, I haven't seen him in months, and I don't expect it to be him, but it is. He asked me how I was doing and a little small talk, then asked the question I've been waiting to hear for almost a decade, "Would you like to come over to my hotel room?" At this point, I have waited so long for this, it doesn't even seem real. But of course, I reply with when and where. "Tonight, how soon can you get here?" he asks. I let him know that I could be there in 1 hour and hung up. 30 min was spent in the shower; I shaved every inch of my body and washed my hair. I put on tight yoga leggings with no underwear and a tight black v neck. the other 30 min was spent driving to his hotel room. I was so nervous that I didn't even feel nervous anymore, I was starting to wonder if the night was going to be awful. What if he was small, inexperience, what if we didn't do anything at all?
Knock knock... he opens... he's high and ... half hard with grey sweats on. Well, he is definitely hung enough to hit it from the back while my thic as bounced on his cock. I walked in and sit on the corner of the bed while he sat on the office chair, he asked if I wanted a hit of his pen, I said no I don't want to be high for this. With a sly look, the kind of look I've never seen at work, he tells me to go to the couch, and I listen. I would have done anything he told me to at that moment... and I did. Lean back, I did. lift your shirt so I can see those amazing tits, I did. Take off your legging and spread your legs, I want to see how wet you are for me, I did. With the only light on being the one right next to me, I knew he was able to see every drop. Then he asks "How many times did you cum while thinking of my cock inside of your tight pussy?" I told him too many to count. Then he ordered, " so show me how you make yourself cum when you're thinking of me. It was at that moment; I knew that I was going to enjoy his company as much as he'll enjoy mine. I spread my legs wide a across each side of the couch, I dipped my middle finger inside my tight hole and then rubbed the slippery juices over my throbbing clit. I stared into his deep blue eyes as he watched me with such intensity. He then tells me to take the rest of my clothes off and turn around so he can see me play with myself from the back. Then tells me not to turn my head around, but I can hear him approach me, I can feel his body heat. His breathing deep and heavy, he starts stroking his length behind me as I rub my clit. My body is aching for his touch, but he knows exactly what I want and is willing to make me wait... again. Then I feel the palm of his warm hand slide across one of my cheeks and I can't hold in the moan that slips through my lips, which then triggers a moan deep from his chest to escape. At that moment all of our fantasies and desires for one another was finally coming true and our bodies were indulging one another. He tells me to walk to the corner and face it, I do as I am told. He puts a blind fold on me and pushes me to my knees. He tells me to turn and to stick out my tongue. I do so, eager to finally taste him on my tongue, but he makes me wait... again. My mouth begins to water and saliva drips down my tongue and lands on my round breasts. Eventually i'm covered in my on saliva and my knees and mouth are both getting sore. But I am still enjoying every second of it, the anticipation is torturing me. Finally I feel his heat against me again and he tells me to open wider. As I open, he slides his rock hard cock in my mouth and I instantly moan from relief and the feel of his silky-smooth skin sliding all the way to the back of my throat. He does this for a few minutes, nice and slow to allow us both to enjoy the moment. His moans start to come back-to-back and I can feel my own juices dripping out of me. He stops and helps me off my knees and to the bed. He takes off the blind fold and ties my arms behind my back. He tells me to get on the bed, lay on my back hang my head over the edge. I do as he says. He stands over me with his cock rest on my nose and lips. He stares over my whole body and says, " my wife would never let me fuck her mouth like this,". and he slams his cock down my throat as he reaches down to pinch my nipples. I let out loud moan that vibrates a long his cock. He then says, " I remember you telling me that you don't gag, well let me see if you were telling the truth". He begins to pound ruthlessly down my throat and tears begins to build up on the side of my eyes. Naturally my legs spread and hips start to buck from my clit begging for some relief, or any kind of touch. His moans loud and words coming out scattered as he starts to slow down, " you are such a good girl, you would do anything I fucking ask you wouldn't you?". I whimper a yes along his cock as he rubs his thumb along my cheeks. I didn't even realize how much tears fell down my face.
Because it is getting late and i'm getting tired, let me know if you would like me to finish the rest and i will type it out and post it on my page.