A continuation of 'Away At The Conference'.
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It was about five or six days since we had returned from the conference. Neither of us had spoken of what had happened. The journey home had been very subdued; I think that her hangover had dampened her usual enthusiasm. She came over to where I was working and watched me for a while. Eventually I gave in and asked her what she wanted.
"Can we go somewhere and talk? I have something I need to say."
'She's remembered', I thought. 'And wants to keep it quiet'.
What I said however was.
"Sure, we can take an early lunch and grab a coffee at the cafe."
She sat facing me over the table, our drinks between us. I could tell something was troubling her and thought I knew what it was.
"This is about the conference, isn't it?" I said. She looked startled, but nodded. "I've spoken to no-one."
"I know, not even me."
"I wasn't sure how much you'd remember; you seemed pretty drunk."
"I wasn't as far gone as you think. I wanted you to think I'd had too much."
"Why?"
"Because I'd not had a decent fuck for weeks and I wanted you."
"But what about your boyfriend?" I was completely thrown by her honesty.
"We split up, and I hadn't got a proper shag from him in weeks any way." She looked away, turning her pretty face to one side.
"I was about to say 'why me?' but I'm not sure I'd like the answer."
"I like the fact that although you're really shy and polite, you have the filthiest mind I know of, and I meant what I said."
"Meant what?"
"I want to be your slut. I want you to use me any way that you can imagine. S&M, anal, oral, I don't care. I want dirty sex, and I want it from you."
I was gob smacked; I didn't know what to say. It must have shown on my face.
"You don't want me." She said in a disappointed way.
"No. Yes. Yes! I want you, but this is a bit sudden, sorry."
"I'll show you I mean it. Tell me to do something, anything."
It's very difficult if you're suddenly handed your dream to know what to say.
"Err. Okay, lick my cock."
"Lick it?"
"Yes, just lick it." She shrugged and ducked beneath the table. Her hands quickly pulled down my zipper and extricated my now hard dick. She ran her tongue along the top to the tip and then down the underside to my balls and back again before tucking it back inside my pants and doing the zip back up. How I didn't cum I'll never know, but it was close. I grabbed her hand and stood up. "The toilets, now." I led her to the ladies and pulled her into a cubicle. She slipped out of her slacks and her panties and turned to lean forward against the wall. I stood behind her with my hands on her hips, my rampant cock against her ass. I slid easily into her sopping cunt and she was so excited that she came almost straightaway. I thrust in deeply, pushing her into another orgasm before I could feel myself coming. "Take it in your mouth." I commanded. She turned and dropped to her knees before me as I came into her mouth. She gobbled it down greedily
"I'm just your slut, your dirty little whore." She said, little trails of cum running down the sides of her mouth.
"Yes you are, aren't you?"
"I am. I want you to use me as your little fuck toy, your personal whore."
"Any time, any place, any where?"
"Yes." She said it without hesitation.
"All right." I said stroking my chin. "The first thing you're going to do is spend the rest of the day without any underwear, so take off your bra and give it to me." She undid it and removed it from underneath her blouse, handing it to me. I put the lacy thing into my jacket pocket, scooping her panties up and pocketing them too. "When we leave tonight we're going to the lakeside central car park. I'll catch up with you there." She nodded her acceptance.
I pulled up alongside her car. It was after six now, but there were still a fair number of people about. We both got out. She looked really flushed.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"I'm...I'm just...Really horny. My clothes kept rubbing against me all day." I smirked a little. "I need some cock now."
"Out in the fresh air?"
"I don't care, I just want fucking."
I took her hand and led her down a barely used path, through a thick copse of trees out into a tiny secluded clearing.
"Here will do." I said. "Strip." She dropped her jacket and blouse quickly, then slid her slacks off, the crotch of which was now damp. "Where do you want it first?" To answer me she knelt down and unzipped my trousers, pulling my dick out and then wrapping her mouth around it. "Oh, baby. You're good at this. Can my whore get it all down her throat?" In reply she pulled me towards her until her nose was in my pubes and my balls were resting on her chin. I pulled away and then thrust back in. She didn't flinch, but did gurgle a bit. After face-fucking her for five minutes I came down her throat. She swallowed the full load, gazing up at me the whole time, lust in her eyes. I was still stiff. "Your turn for a little pleasure, my little nympho fuck toy."
She smiled as she lay back and spread her legs for me, welcoming me into her cunt.
"Yes, pound me with your cock, stuff it deep into my pussy."
It was still amazing to hear those phrases coming from her, but I was happy to comply. I rode her hard, hammering into her. She enfolded me with her arms and legs, letting out moans and whimpers as I pummelled her pussy. She came twice before I was ready. As I reached my climax, I pulled out and shot my wad over her stomach. A slightly glazed look in her eyes, she rubbed it into her skin.
We dressed and I led her back to the car park. I helped her into her car and gave her her instructions for the next day.
"I take it that you have a least one vibrator?" She nodded. "Put brand new batteries in it, and come to work with it in your pussy. Wear your tightest panties to keep it in, but no bra again. I'll be checking up, and if it's not in and running, the deals off, understand?" She nodded. "Okay babe, get a good nights sleep, you're going to need it."
I didn't have to find an excuse to go and see her, as I was told to help her out for the day. In her office I stood behind her and looked down her blouse. As instructed she wore no bra. I could see her nipples when she leant forward, and when she sat back they stood out through the thin taut material of the garment.
"I want to check." I whispered into her ear. She pushed her chair backwards without a word and stood up, lifting up her skirt. I crouched down and pulled aside the tight, and wet, silk panties she wore. There was indeed a vibrator churning away in her pussy. "Good girl." I said, pulling her knickers back into place. I stood back up as she sat down again. I pulled a pair of nipple clamps out of my pocket and waved them before her eyes. She gasped a little, but unbuttoned her blouse. Silently I clipped one on either nipple. She gasped again at their touch but still said nothing. I flicked each clamp once or twice and was satisfied when I heard a low moan escape her lips. "Cover yourself up now." I said. "And meet me in the gents in five minutes." I walked out.
I still wasn't sure she would do it, but after the five minutes she slipped into the men's toilet. I led her into one of the cubicles and pushed the door to behind me, but I didn't lock it. She looked at me quizzically.
