"I told you I want to be your slut," she practically moaned into my ear. "I want you to own me. I'll suck your cock. You can fuck me. You can spank me and I'll wear whatever you want me to wear. I'll make you cum whenever you want me to. You can cuff me and leash me and fuck my tits or my ass or my pussy. I want your beautiful cock as often as I can have it. I want to be your sex-slave, baby."
This is what she said after getting off her knees with the taste of my cum still in her mouth. I had been taken by storm, conquered, hopelessly captured by this plain appearing woman who was anything but when she shed her conservative shell.
My married sex life had been a big zero for quite some time and I was taken totally by surprise and bowled over by this woman who had set her sights on me. I'd had no idea how she felt and I doubt that anyone, including her husband, had any idea of what lurked behind her eyes; powerful urges she'd never allowed herself to express before deciding I was the man she needed to give her what she had to have.
I pushed her away from me enough to reach down and pull my pants back up and buckle them. I looked her in the eyes and told her, "Then that's what you're going to be, Susan."
I took her by the shoulders and turned her around, pressing my back against her and circling her with my arms. I reached up and cupped her full breasts, brushing my thumbs back and forth across her nipples. Her moans started again as she began squirming and grinding her ass back against me.
I knew I had been gifted with this woman ready and eager to fulfil all my sexual fantasies and I was immediately determined to take advantage of her offer in every way I could.
"Put your hands on top of your head, Susan," I ordered. She complied with no hesitation. I tweaked and pinched her erect nipples as she continued to grind against me. I moved one hand down between her legs and found the lips of her pussy, rubbing up and down, feeling how wet she was by how easily her pussy lips moved under my finger.
Her moans turned to panting as she squirmed under my touch, but I wasn't going to let her cum yet.
"Are you going to be my very own little slut, Susan?" I asked her.
"Yes, Sir," she replied as she continued moaning.
"Do you want my cock again, baby?" I asked her.
"Yes, please... I... want... your cock again and again," she whispered as she panted.
"There's not enough time right now, Sweetheart," I told her, "but you're going to meet me at my car in the parking lot after work tomorrow. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir," she moaned, "I'll be there."
"Good girl," I told her as I let her go, leaving her breathless. "Now get dressed, and I'll see you again soon."
She put herself back together and turned to give me a smoldering look as she left the room.
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The next day I left work exactly at 5:00 and sat in my car, reflecting on what had happened to me. My cock started to swell as I thought of what had already gone down and imagined all the things I was going to do with this woman who had thrown herself at me and offered to satisfy my hunger for pure, wanton, dominating sex.
In my earlier life I was in a profession that put me on the road and in the path with willing women, and I'd bedded many of them, but never had the chance to live out the fantasies I had about being with a submissive who would serve me -- and whom I could pleasure -- however I wished.
Soon, the parking lot emptied and she walked out of the building, looking around to make sure no one saw her getting in my car. As soon as the door closed I started the car and the first time I had to stop she leaned over to offer me her mouth. As I kissed her, her hand went straight for my cock and she began to stroke the already hardening cock in my pants.
I drove a short distance through the city and pulled into a place where I knew we wouldn't be observed. By that time she had my zipper down and was staring sat my cock with a hungry look in her eyes as her hand moved slowly up and down on my hardness.
"Get in the back of the car," I told her as I zipped up and moved out of the car and back in through the passenger door. She joined me in a flash and went to her knees immediately, wedging herself between the front and back seats.
As I got comfortable she went for my zipper and pulled my still hard cock back out, descending on it like a starving child. Her head bobbed up and down as she started moaning again and I told her to slow down and let me feel her tongue.
She responded exactly as I'd instructed and proceeded to suck my cock like a pro. She'd told me she had little experience with fellatio but that seemed like it didn't matter. She was a natural, the expert way she pleasured my cock with her mouth, and she soon had me moaning and telling her what a good girl she was and what a good little cocksucker she was.
Her moans increased and her fervor seemed to double every time I used the dirty words that described what she was doing and what kind of woman she was acting like. Her whole body was swaying and quivering as if I was fucking her, and I made her tell me how much she loved my cock and how much she loved sucking it.
As I felt myself getting close I pulled her mouth off my cock and made her look in my eyes.
"Do you want me to come in your mouth, Susan?" I asked her.
"Yes, Daddy," she said, surprising me for an instant.
"Beg for it," I told her.
"I want you to cum in my mouth, Daddy," she said. "Please cum in my mouth!"
