Would You Cheat On Your Bf With A Married Man

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I want him to shove his dick into my mouth and to face fuck me, holding my head in his big hands, making me gag and choke on his cock, my tears and spit running down my face, but he keeps thrusting into my mouth, forcing himself as deep down my throat as he can, using me for his pleasure

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It’s been a long day.

I trudge into your office after my last meeting. You look up from your screen. The instant you see my face you say “There’s my Good Girl”. Your voice sends those ASMR tickles up the back of my neck and I instantly relax.

“Work sucked today” I say with a half sigh and half pout as you turn your whole body towards me. “Why don’t I make you feel better?” you say as your eyes light up with a certain cheeky playfulness. I know what that means.

“Yes please” as I sit in the chair beside you. You lean forward until you’re mere inches from my face. My insides turn to jello and I’m instantly breathless- the room feels smaller with your presence and focus on me. “Please, what?” You say, as your voice shifts from that gentle caress to that sensual commanding dominant.

“Please, Master. I need it. I need you” I feel my voice squeak out and begins to quiver, my eyes growing big. I have gone fully submissive as I beg for you to give me the pleasure that I so desperately crave. “Good Girl. Kneel and say your words” my knees buckle as I slip out of the chair onto the floor.

“I am owned by Master. I want to obey, I need to obey, I must obey because I am his. Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience” The words come spilling out- it’s automatic. They give me comfort. My thoughts start to slip away with each mumble of the mantra. My eyes start to lose focus.

“Good Slave. That’s it. Feel those words as you slip down down down. That’s my good girl” My thoughts are gone and I feel like I’m floating, like I’m high. I’m still muttering the mantra over and over that it has become a whisper. As I mumble, the further and further I slip into the depths of my mind.

I feel your strong hands on the sides of my face caressing my hair. The action makes me sink deeper- deeper into mindlessness and deeper into your control. “So empty. So mindless. That’s my good girl.” My face is exposed and vulnerable to you as you see how gone I am and how mindless you’ve made me.

I know my purpose. I know my place. I am yours. Your mindless plaything. Your slave. I am your fuckdoll. Your sucking appliance to use for your pleasure. You tap my forehead twice and I engage in my purpose. My mouth opens, my jaw slacks and my tongue is hanging out. Ready to take your cock and give you pleasure.

You slip your cock into my mouth and caress my face. “Be a good girl” you say almost admonishingly. I begin to suck your cock slowly- sucking around the head and underside before I take more and more of your throbbing length into my mouth. I’m desperate to suck and desperate to please. My tongue caresses the veins of your shaft until I’ve fully engulfed your pulsing member into my warm and drooling mouth.

Your cock head hits the back of my throat and I reflexively gag. Your thumb rubs the sides of my temple as your warm enveloping voice fills my mind “feel that gag reflex slip away now” the more you rub my temple the deeper I take your cock.

You’re grasping the sides of my head and thrusting into my mouth, my drool is dripping down my chest. My pussy is dripping from want and pleasure onto your computer mat on your office floor. I love sucking your cock when my mind is gone.

Your balls slap my chin with each thrust as you lift your right hand up to snap me awake mid thrust. My eyes bulge out when I realize what is happening and I moan on your cock stuffed down my throat. You snap again and I drop back to the depths- my eyes rolling back as you fractionate me on your cock.

You feel the pressure building and you’re holding back just enough to enjoy your mindless slave’s mouth for just a little longer. My moans and drops from the constant fractionation are sending you close to that edge. You snap to bring me back up and I moan, loudly. You pat the top of my head and freeze my body into place as you thrust- one, two, three- and shudder down my throat at your release. You look down at my frozen face. My eyes are staring frozen and expectant up at you. You look down and say “Cum now” and in my frozen state I shudder internally- I feel the waves of pleasure and my pussy dripping more onto the computer mat.

As my eyes stop their flutters and rolls, you slide your cock out of my throat and adjust yourself. My mouth is agape in that perfect O shape as drool drips out of my mouth. Satisfied with your slave you sit back and snap your fingers “unfreeze and up up up! Wide wide awake”

I awaken on my knees. I stare at you unsure of how I got down to my knees and look up at you confused yet relaxed. You smile down at me and say “Remember everything now” as you snap your fingers.

The images of our playtime rush back like a deck of cards shuffling into place. I gasp and cover my mouth and my eyes brighten at the thought. You help me up off the floor and pull me into your lap. I straddle you in your seat and lay my head on your chest. “Thank you, Master. That was just what I needed”.