The Mature Woman Who Paid Me to Obey
I went to fix a leak on a Saturday and ended up on my knees between a mature woman's legs, obeying every order without knowing what was coming next.
I went to fix a leak on a Saturday and ended up on my knees between a mature woman's legs, obeying every order without knowing what was coming next.
That dawn they paid me just to watch, but I ended up on my knees, with one cock in my mouth and another opening me up without my being able to pull away.
The windows were fogged, I was still on all fours, and he already knew my body would never forget its first time being entered that way.
I saw her walking along the shore with her round belly and a smile that reminded me of everything we'd left unfinished.
When I opened my eyes on the bed of a Ugandan hospital, I never imagined the nurse on duty would lower my fever with his hand beneath the sheet that very night.
I thought we were only going to finish a paper, but when she kissed me barefoot in the grass, I understood she was taking me exactly where she wanted me.
He made her watch, obey, and open herself for more—and she discovered that the kink aroused her as much as the cock in her ass.
She drove in silence while he touched me in the back seat, and I understood that there was no turning back from that favor.
I offered her water in the heat, but when she returned to my apartment for a beer, she was no longer there simply to cool off.
When I saw Daniel serving coffee with that calm smile, I remembered exactly why I had sworn never to seek him out again.
I thought I’d rented an ordinary room—until I discovered what kind of couple slept across the hall.
My boss wanted a revolutionary supplement, but no one imagined the first test would end with moans on my desk.
It began with stockings hidden beneath my trousers and ended with me on my knees, obeying while I was dressed to be used.
My husband watched me masturbate while the other man spread my legs on the bed and made me forget how old I was.
After swallowing his load, we had dinner naked in my kitchen... and the ice cream ended up where we both wanted it.
I opened the door half-naked, with two toys still warm in the living room, and three strangers smelled my arousal before I said a word.
We entered the sex shop’s private room trembling, but no one imagined how far that woman would take us.
When I saw the size of his dick in that room, I knew that night would be nothing like any of my other adventures.
Months after my breakup, she messaged me, talked about my cock without holding back and ended up on her knees that same night with an indecent proposal.
It started as a joke among friends, until she came looking for me in the sand, squeezed me in her hands, and made it clear she hadn’t come to talk.