Discovered My Submissive Side Ch 05

Driving home after the poker game, I realized that I was still incredibly turned on. Without thinking, my right hand moved between my legs, under my dress, and found my pussy. It was soaked with a mix of my juice and the cum of four hot, athletic studs. I inserted two fingers into my hole and could hear the squishing sound of having been thoroughly defiled, as I probed my cave. It only took a few seconds of touching myself before I shuddered to a small, satisfying orgasm. With reality coming back into focus, I withdrew my fingers to concentrate on the road so that I wouldn't have to explain how I got into an accident if asked.

It was well after 1am when I walked into the house. I was going to take a quick shower to clean up after all the activity but I was exhausted and there was something so naughty, so slutty about slipping into my marital bed with a vagina full of strange cum that I wanted to enjoy it a while longer. Fortunately, my husband was away until Sunday morning so I would have time to wash the sheets and take my dress to the dry cleaners. Had he been in the house, it would have been impossible to hide the pungent smell of sex. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was in a deep sleep.

I could smell the coffee brewing as I worked to make a healthy breakfast of egg whites, avocado and whole wheat toast. Once breakfast was over, I planned to head to the coast for a long run followed by some me time on the beach listening to the waves crash against the sand. There is something amazingly therapeutic about the ocean and I was going to take full advantage of my day by myself.

As I sat down to breakfast, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Linda.

"Thank you for last night. Our guests thoroughly enjoyed you. And my husband can't stop talking about how nice it was to have finally met you 😈😈"

What do I say to that? How do I respond? Something neutral without revealing how exhilarating it was for me, too.

"Thank you, boss. It was so nice of you to invite me over"

"It was our pleasure (and yours! Lol). Enjoy the rest of your weekend!"

"U2!"

And with that, I had the day alone. The day at the beach was just what the doctor ordered, allowing my body to recover from the pounding it took the night before. The soreness was a constant reminder of the experience which replayed in my head over and over like a catchy song. Despite my efforts to put it behind me, I found myself hornier than usual. As I sat in the beach chair under an umbrella watching the surfers ride the waves, I had to touch myself. I needed relief from my pent up desire. I grabbed my beach towel, placed it over my lap, looked up and down the beach to make sure that no one was too close to me and slipped my hand into my bikini bottoms. The pleasure was instant. I fantasized about a hot, white surfer coming out of the ocean, stripping off his wet suit right in front of me and feeding me his hard cock. As I thought about swallowing his manhood, my fingers brought me to a pleasurable orgasm.

The next day, my husband returned from his business trip and I settled into what has become our weekend routine, finishing the day by walking to a nearby restaurant and enjoying small talk. With the weekend now behind me, it was time to turn in and get ready for another week of work. When I was in my 20s, I would often sleep with nothing on, enjoying the feeling of my naked skin under the comforter, but now, in my late 30s, I usually wear silk pajamas and, although not overly sexy, I like the soft feeling. I was in bed with my back turned away, lying on my side, when my husband slipped into bed behind me. He saddled up to me, pressed the length of his body against mine, wrapped his arm around my front and cupped my right breast. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass.

"I missed you this weekend," he whispered.

"I missed you too, honey," I replied. "But I'm really tired and have a very big day tomorrow."

Truth be told, I wasn't interested in his small Asian cock anymore. After being stretched by four long, thick, white dicks, I knew that I couldn't go back to something so unfulfilling. I didn't want him to sense my reluctance so I turned towards him, gave him a quick peck on the lips and turned back around.

"Goodnight, sweetheart," I said.

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My mind was spinning as I drove to work and parked the car, knowing full well that I would run into Linda, my blonde bombshell boss, for the first time since Friday night. When I first arrived in the US and began art school, I discovered that I liked to be dominated by hot white guys, be told what to do and forced to do so in an aggressive but non threatening manner. What I didn't know, however, was that the attraction was not limited to men. I seem to be just as turned on by strong, sexy, confident women, preferably blonde, who take what they want. Linda fits that description to a tee - 5' 11", long sculpted legs, large, full breasts, beautiful blue eyes and stunning face. She has model good looks with the confidence of a CEO of a publicly traded company. For the first several months of her employment, I didn't know that she even knew who I was, but now she has taken a keen interest in me.

Knowing that she would seek me out, I dressed professionally but with a little more sensual style than normal. I found myself wanting to impress her, wanting her to direct her attention towards me, so I wore a short black skirt with heels, no stockings, and a silk black blouse with an extra button unbuttoned just the way she likes it. To avoid being scolded, I left my bra and panties at home. The last two times I wore underwear around Linda it ended up off my body and on the corner of her desk. And I didn't want to lose any more of my lingerie! I have to admit that going to work with nothing on under my clothing felt very naughty. I could feel my nipples brushing against the silk fabric as I walked, tits jiggling underneath. When my nipples are stimulated, it sends a very direct message to my pussy so moisture builds throughout the day.

At 11:30am, I received a phone call from Linda's executive assistant, Maria.

"Nari, Hi it's Maria. Linda would like to see you briefly in her office please," she said.

"Of course," I nervously replied,"I'll be right there."

Not knowing why I was being summoned but glad that I was, I walked to the other side of the floor where the senior executives had their offices.

"You wanted to see me, boss?" I asked, keeping in mind the fact that Linda instructed me to call her boss or m'am but never by her first name.

"Yes, Nari. Please come in and close the door behind you," she replied. "Did you enjoy the poker game Friday night?"

Caught off guard, I didn't know how to respond so I didn't. I just stared back at her.

"I think you thoroughly enjoyed yourself. In fact, I don't think you wanted it to end. You would have spent the weekend at our house if invited. But, unfortunately, we did have other plans so maybe another weekend," Linda grinned.

Still incapable of responding, she continued on. "I need you to do something for me, Nari. I need you to go to my husband's work and bring something back. He has a present for me but I can't leave the office and don't want to wait until tonight. He's expecting you around noon so you'll need to leave now. Is that okay with you?" she asked.

"Yes, of course, m'am," I responded.

"Great! But before you leave, stand up. I want to see how you're dressed," Linda instructed.

I stood up as she waved me forward.

"Very nice. Love that cute skirt. Short enough for the imagination to run wild. No stockings showcase those sexy legs. And your blouse is perfect," she commented.

Linda approached and pulled open the top of my blouse, noticing the fact that I unbuttoned it more than usual. She clearly approved, as a grin formed on her face.

She leaned in and whispered, "Good girl. You left your bra at home where it belongs. So naughty. Your nipples are hard underneath that blouse. Are you excited?" As she said that, she brushed the back of her hand across my chest, making me gasp slightly.

Linda then grabbed the remote control and lowered the blinds in her office.

"Bend over my desk, Nari," she demanded.

I complied, stretching my arms out across her desk, bending at the waist so my tits were resting in the center.

"Now, reach back with both hands and slowly lift up your skirt. I want to see that you complied with your new dress code," she ordered.

I slowly moved my hands to my skirt and gently lifted it up. Because it was so short it didn't take long for my ass to become completely visible.

"Keep going. All the way to your waist. That's it. Now spread your legs wider so I can see," Linda directed.

I widened my stance and could feel my pussy lips pull slightly apart. I was already wet. I felt Linda's hand run down my ass cheek to the inner part of my thigh and then felt a finger run the length of my quickly moistening slit. She found my clit with her index finger and encircled it multiple times then slid her finger back down my pussy and entered me.

"Ahhhhh," I gasped.

"Good girl. You've been listening to me.," she whispered, pulling her finger from between my legs. "Now pull your skirt down and head to my husband's office. I will text you the address. Hurry up though because he has a 1pm meeting and will be tied up for the rest of the afternoon," she said.

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Doug McKinnon, Managing Partner for Clovis Capital, worked on the 40th floor of a downtown high rise building 35 minutes from my office. He started with the firm 20 years prior and quickly rose through the ranks with his intelligence, charm and boyish good looks. Now in his early 40s, he looked ten years younger, keeping himself in astonishingly good shape through rigorous exercise and a healthy diet. Apparently, his time as a college athlete provided him with the discipline necessary to continue an athlete's lifestyle. At 6' 2" and 200lbs, Doug's frame was powerful without being overly bulky. He married Linda fifteen years ago, when they were both in their late 20s, and the two quickly became a power couple to be reckoned with, attending many of the local charity events while sitting on the boards of several not for profits.

I took the elevator up to the 40th floor and entered the reception area of Clovis Capital where a beautiful blonde receptionist was waiting to assist me.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm here to see Doug McKinnon. I need to pick up something for his wife," I responded.

She dialed Doug's office and after a quick back and forth said, " You can go down the hall to the right. He has the corner office at the very end."

Doug saw me approach and met me at his office door, greeting me warmly with a firm handshake.

"Nari, so nice to see you again. And thank you for helping out today. You know Linda. She's not very patient. When she wants something, she usually gets it," he chuckled.

As he ushered me through the door, I noticed that his blinds were closed and he was looking at me with the same intensity that I saw Friday night.

"Before I give you her gift, I wanted to ask you something," he said, locking the door behind me. "Did you have fun Friday?" he asked.

"Um. Yeah. I guess," I said slightly embarrassed.

"Well, I certainly did. I haven't stopped thinking about it since. You are something else. I never met anyone who wanted to be fucked as thoroughly as you did that night. You couldn't get enough, could you?" he said grabbing my hand and bringing it to his crotch.

My God. I had almost forgotten how big and thick his cock was.

"You like this, don't you? No one has ever made you cum like I did, have they? I could tell. Your body was on fire, pleading for more." he said.

His hand was on top of mine, completely covering it, as he used my hand to stroke him on the outside of his pants. He seemed to grow larger as he continued to force the issue. I couldn't help but stare at the bulge in his pants, amazed at the outline in his pants, the tip of his cock clearly visible and straining against the fabric. I wanted to release it so I could again see its size and strength.

"Well, I have a gift for you, too." he continued, now unbuttoning his trousers and pulling out his massive cock. "The last time you didn't know if you could handle it, but now you do. This time will be even better."

"This time?" I replied.

My hand was now wrapped around his manhood, stroking it without any assistance from him. It was so thick that my tiny fingers were unable wrap all the way around so I reached out with my other hand to encircle him, stroking up and down his full length.

"Yes, this time. Now get on your knees and suck my white cock, Nari. This is what you were expecting, right? You were hoping to please me again, didn't you?" He asked fully knowing the answer.

I could only nod as he guided my mouth to the tip of his monster. I started by licking the top of his head while moving my hands up and down the shaft, feeling the weight of his dick. I was mesmerized. I then began licking the sides, making my way down to his balls where I paused to put each one in my mouth while continuing to pump his shaft. After providing enough attention to his balls, I licked my way back to the top and attempted to lower my mouth on him from the top, determined to take him in my mouth despite his size. Like Friday, his cock stretched my mouth wide. I was barely able to stuff in a few inches before coming back up for air. As I repeated the motion, I became more used to it and was able to take down a little more until I was almost to the bottom of his dick. I didn't think there was any way that I could go any further. Sensing my hesitation, Doug grabbed the back of my head and inserted himself deeper.

I started to gag but was able to relax enough to hold it off, as his entire length found its way down my throat. I've never been particularly adept at deep throating, let alone someone as big as Doug, but I managed to adjust to him. He held me there for several seconds before letting me up. A rope of saliva formed from his cock to my mouth as I came up for air. The added lubricant served to grease his cock further for my hands and I went to work, pumping him with both.

He obviously liked my approach and said, "Ahhhh. That's great. Just like that, you slut. Look at you, worshipping that big white cock. Keep going. Don't you dare stop!"

After another minute working his pole, Doug announced, "I have a meeting in ten minutes so we have to finish this up. Bend over my desk. Now you'll get what you really came for."

As he hiked up my skirt and bent me over all in one quick motion, I could feel his enormous head position itself near my hole. Again, I thought there is no way I would be able to fit him in me.

Unlike the last time, Doug was not going to take his time, nor be gentle. With a meeting scheduled in ten minutes, he plunged his full length in me all at once. A sharp pain ripped through my body as his cock tore into me. The pain repeated itself with the first several thrusts but then began to dissipate and turn into pleasure. Unspeakable pleasure.

"Oh, yes! Fuck! Oh my God! Yes! Fuck me! Just like that. Like that! Just... Fuckkkkkkk!", I said, exploding on his cock for the first time.

The pleasure he gave was like nothing I had ever experienced. It built up from my core, rising through me until it exploded like fireworks on the Fourth of July. After making me cum for the first time, Doug doubled down, pounding away at my pussy, his pelvic bone slapping the back of my ass. The sounds of his animalistic fucking was too much for me. I came again. And again. I tried to catch my breath, hoping for a brief pause to recover but he was relentless, not allowing any break in the action. He was getting close. I could sense it, as his breathing became more labored and his grunting more pronounced.

"Ahhh, I'm going to cum. Going to cum deep inside that slutty pussy. Ahhhhh. Fuckkkk!", he shouted, spilling his load deep inside the walls of my cunt.

As he recovered, he said, "Fuck that was great. Amazing. You are so fucking tight."

Doug began straightening himself up for his 1pm meeting, tucking his shirt back in and buckling his belt.

"Thank you for coming by. I needed that. I needed to cum inside you again. Now come here and stick your tongue out," he said.

I did as I was told, approaching him and showing him my tongue. He grabbed the back of my head, pulling me towards him and engulfed my mouth with his. His desire was still very evident, as he probed my mouth.

"God, you are so fucking hot. I can't wait to play with you again," he said.

As he was shuttling me out the door, I remembered the present.

"Oh, wait. I need Linda's present. You forgot to give it to me," I said.

"No, I didn't. You have it. Trust me. Go back to the office just like that. Don't clean up. She'll want to see you right away. I gotta run." And he was out the door.

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Driving back across town, I was sore but felt incredibly relaxed. Doug's cock was really something special, 9" of pure masculinity. The pleasure that it it was capable of delivering is something that I didn't know existed and now I experienced it twice. I was hooked.

He must have dumped plenty of cum inside me because I could feel it squishing around and leaking some from my hole. It made me feel slutty and delicious. There was just something different about fucking a married man, especially one married to a woman like Linda. I began imagining how he must ravage her nightly, how he roughly plays with her breasts and bends her over to have his way with her just like he did me. I was getting horny all over again, imagining being in the room while he plays with his wife.

I slipped my right hand down between my legs and found traces of his semen. Wanting to taste him, to be close to him again, I scooped it to my mouth. It tasted masculine, thick, white, still warm. I found myself wanting to give my body to him again and again, to have him take me, use me, do anything he wanted to me, as long as he doesn't deny me his cock. I wanted to please him, to show him how I could make him feel. At the next red light, I slipped my hand in my blouse and found my braless tits. I pinched my left nipple, pulled on it, twisted it. As I began to lose myself with the thought of being fucked again, the car behind honked alerting me to the fact that the light had already turned green.

After parking, I made my way up the elevator and straight to Linda's office. As I approached, Maria looked up from her computer.

"Is she available?" I asked.

Maria picked up the phone and exchanged a few unintelligible words with the boss and said, "Yes, go right in."

Linda looked up at me, a grin on her face, "How was lunch?" she asked.

When I hesitated she continued,"Look, I know my husband. He has a certain... shall I say, gift. It would be selfish of me to deny others what he can deliver, don't you think?"

"Ah, I guess," I replied.

"So what did he do to you, I want to hear about it," she said. "Every detail."

"Well, when I entered his office, he asked me if I enjoyed Friday night. When I said, yes, he then grabbed my hand and placed it over his crotch. He was already hard. Then he took it out and showed it to me. He was huge," I described.

"Yes, he is. Then what happened," she inquired.

"He wrapped my hand around it and told me to suck him so I did," I continued.

"Do you like the taste of my husband's cock, Nari?" Linda asked.

"Yes, I love the taste of his cock. It so long and thick. So strong and powerful. I can't take my eyes off of it. It turns me on, makes me a different person," I told her.

"He does that to women. Once they've had him, they can't think about anything else. Did he cum in your mouth?" Linda asked.