I tell everyone I'm a lesbian, and I've had the same girlfriend for years. But I've got a craving, one she can't satisfy, for cock.
I have a coworker, Jake, who drives me wild. He makes suggestive remarks at me all the time, grabbing my breasts in the elevator, whispering dirty words in my ear. I play along, sometimes, but I'd never follow up on what I tell him I do. I offer to blow him under his desk, fuck him in his car, meet him at his house. I like to tease. But I never thought it would come back to me the way it did that night.
It was cold and rainy, I was tired and didn't feel like leaving the house after work. I came home, slipped into my pajama's- a white tank top and terrycloth shorts- and cuddled on the couch. Lisa, my girlfriend, wasn't going to be home for a few hours, so I thought I'd please myself a little. I found my biggest dildo, and set it between my legs. Rubbing my perky nipples through the cloth of my shirt, I moaned quietly. I could feel my pussy becoming slick, and my clit was throbbing. Just as I was about to shove the 10 inch fake cock inside me, the phone rang.
"Fuck!" I sighed, put down the dildo and ran to the phone. I picked it up, panting.
"Hey there," it was Jake.
"Hi, um, what's up?" I said, between breaths.
"Just my 8 inch cock," he laughed. What's going on? You sound like you're busy." I giggled. I hated that he turned me on. He was much older than me, married, a red-neck. But he had great eyes, and he smelled so good...
"I was...about to take care of some business when you called." I bit my lip, sliding my fingers down to my cunt, rubbing the lips with three fingers.
"Look, Jenn, I need someone here right now. My wife just called, she's not coming home. I think I might do something crazy, can you come over? Quick." I was shocked. He said his marriage was crumbling, but I had no idea how quickly, or how much it had affected him.
"Sure, I'll be there in a few minutes."
I hung up the phone and slid on my sandals. No time to get dressed, I couldn't let him be alone. I got in my car and sped to his house, ten minutes away. When I got there, the lights were off. I was worried that he had done something stupid.
I walked in the back door, quietly, stepping out of my sandals and into his kitchen. Nobody was there. I heard faint sounds, and headed back to where his bedroom was. The door was opened slightly, and a flickering light peeked out. I pushed it open more, and peered in.
There Jake was, naked on his bed, watching what looked like some hardcore porn. Big, hulking men were shoving their huge cocks in tiny Asian girls assholes. Jake was stroking his member, intensly focusing on the tv. I could see his forehead shake a little.
"Maybe I ought to leave-" I started, and he looked up at me quick. Faster than I could move, he leaped up and pushed the door closed and locked it with the padlock.
Shit. I started to tremble.
He grabbed my arms, and slowly lead me to his bed.
"Jenn, I have wanted you for a very long time, and until now, I have been nice about your turning me down all the time. You tell me you will, then you don't. You tease and it's NOT NICE!" he roared. At this point, I was terrified. He was much, much larger than me. I was a petite 5 feet tall, 95 pounds soaking wet. He was at least 6 foot 3, 200 pounds. His hands clamped around my tender arms, there was no use in struggling.
"I'm- I'm sorry Jake...I-I never meant to-"
