The erotic tales of a teenager

Work

For the first time in forever, I’m late for work, because I had mind blowing s*x with my math teacher, mr. Greene. I park in the employee parking area and step out of my car. I lock it and run in the back door, where I change into the black shorts and white t-shirt all employees have to wear. I grab my black apron, notebook and pen, tie my hair in a high ponytail and walked out of the wardrobe. “You’re late” Peter, my boss said as I head behind the counter. I grab the empty pot of coffee, swap it with the full pot, and start a fresh pot before turning to my boss. “I know. I had to stay behind after school and talk to my teacher” I say and grab a wet cloth and head to the tables in my section and begin wiping down tables and removing used plates and cups. When the used plates are back with the buss boy, I head back on the floor and start taking orders. “When you’re done with the orders, come see me in my office” my boss says as he pass me, and I nod. I get the last few orders and bring the note to the kitchen before grabbing a serving plate, stacking drink orders on, and head back on the floor, delivering them to each table. When I’m done, I head to my boss’s office. I knock on the door, and enter when he calls me in. “You wanted to see me?” I say and close the door behind me. My boss sit on his office chair and pats his lap. “Come. Sit” he says to me, and with lowered head, I do as he says. Once comfortable, I feel the large bulk in his pants, and I can’t help the arousal I suddenly feel. I feel his hands on my thigh, rubbing circles and making my underwear soak. “I want you. Move the shorts down, and underwear and sit back on my lap” he whispers in my ear, and I know this is wrong, but I can’t help but doing what he says. I stand up and hook my fingers in the waistband of my shorts and thong and pull down as I wriggle my ass. I drop my shorts to the floor and step out of them, leaving only my apron and t-shirt on. I sit back down on his lap, and moan when I feel his c**k lurk at my entrance. Slowly, I push myself down on his member and move my legs on either side of his knees. One of his hands sneak around my waist and begin rubbing sensual circles on my clit. I moan softly and bounce carefully up and down my boss’s pole. After a few minutes, the speed increases and he push up every time I get back down, and soon his c**k is kissing my g-spot. Within minutes I come all over his c**k, making him shoot his load inside me. My orgasm milk him for every drop, and when we’re done, he lays me down on his desk, legs spread and push three fingers inside me, wrap an arm around my waist and use that hand to rub my clit fast. He pumps his fingers inside me as he rub my clit, and I had to bite my lip and grab a hold of the desk to not scream. The pleasure is so intense and so damn good. It doesn’t take long before I clamp around his fingers and I let out a gasp as I c*m on his fingers. He stops when I stop shaking, kiss me on the lips and help me down on wobbly legs. “Now that I’ve tried you, I won’t stop doing this. But we can’t do this here. So, I will give you my address. I will see you tonight. No excuses” he says and wait for me to get dressed, before he hands me the note with his address. I exit the office and get back to work.

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The rest of the shift goes by in a haze. I’m excited for tonight, and is giddy in my car all the way home. For some reason, both my teacher and my boss has forgotten that I’m only 17, and won’t turn 18 for another 6 months. I don’t care, obviously, but I just thought my age would matter. When I come home, I see the blue and red lights blinking up the neighbourhood. I know that my mom did something, so I park on the street and head inside. A police officer stops me and ask who I am, and when I explain that I’m Lindsey’s daughter, he ask if I have somewhere to be tonight. I say yes and walk to my room, change my clothes, pack a light bag and head for my boss’s house. I type the address into the gps on my phone and start the car. It takes me 20 minutes to drive, and I am excited the whole ride over.

When I find the right house, I park across the street as his instructions were, drag my underwear down my legs and toss it in the backseat. I get out of my car and close the door before locking it. I run across the street to his door and ring the doorbell. Within a minute the door is opened and my boss stand there looking me over. “Come on in” he says and step aside. I cross the threshold, and there is no escaping now. Not that I want to anyway. The minute the door close, I remove my clothes, leaving me naked in front of him. I smile when I see his jaw drop at the sight of my big t**s. “Such a beauty” he says and lift me up. He carries me down the hall, opens a door and walks inside. I’m laid down on a bed, and soon my boss is laying between my legs, eating my kitten. I grab his head and push him closer to me, moaning at the feeling of his tongue on my clit. He alternates between flicking the nub, sucking it into his mouth and pushing his tongue into my entrance, and I can feel my self on the edge of an orgasm. “Oh, right there! I’m almost cumming” I moan, and he grabs a hold of my knees, move his tongue to my clit and start shaking his head. I arch my back so my crotch get further in his mouth, and soon I scream his name when I c*m. He laps up my juices before standing up and removing his own clothes. When he’s naked, I sit down on the floor, knees first and take his large member in my mouth. I didn’t anticipate him being dominant, but the minute his c**k is in my mouth, he grabs my hair and start thrusting hard and fast, into my mouth. Every thrust becomes deeper, and I gag every time he touches the back of my throat. “Open wide” he orders, and I does. His c**k thrust hard into my mouth, and soon he jerks as rope after rope of his c*m shoots into my mouth. “Swallow” he orders, and I do. Once done, he helps me to the bed and ties me up. “What is your favourite colour?” He asks me, and I think for a moment. “Black” I answer truthfully, and he nods. “Your safe word with me, is black. If, at any time, you say Black, everything will stop, and you are free to go. I will ask about your colour several times in our session, and I want you to say Green if you’re fine. If you understand, say yes sir” he says. I take on all the information. “Yes, sir” I answer after a few moments. “Good” he says. “Do you have any hard limits?” He asks, and I think about it. “Yes. No wax. The rest is good” I say and feel myself getting wet again. “Good. From here on, you call me master or Sir in the bedroom. If you forget, I will punish you as I see fit. Do you understand?” He asks again, and I nod. “Yes, Master” I say. It sounds weird saying it, but oddly arousing too. “Good. Because you forgot to say Sir or Master the second time, I will give you five slaps on your ass. I want you to count each strike, and say Thank you Master after every slap. If you forget to count, or if you forget to say thank you, I will start over. Do you understand?” He asks. I gulp. “Yes Master” I say. He motion for me to lie on his lap. My arms are still tied behind my back, so it’s not without difficulty that I do so. Once he sees that I’m comfortable, he slaps me, hard. I yelp forward. “O..one. Thank y..you Master!” I say. He rubs the sore spot before he bring his hand back on my ass. “T..two. Thank you Master” I’m able to speak louder now. Smack, smack. “Three. Thank you Master. Four Thank you Master” I say and cry out at the last strike. “F..five. Thank you M..Master” I get out. My p***y is oozing juices. He brings a hand over my ass, slowly caressing it before dipping a finger into my wet entrance. “You liked that, huh. What’s your favourite colour?” He asks. “Green, Master” I answer, eager for what comes next. “Good. On your feet” he says, and I do. I get another slap. “Thank you Master” I say. I know why he did it. “Spread your legs” he says. Relieved, I do as he says. He pumps a finger into my entrance, thrusting it hard and fast as he starts feasting on my kitten. I lean my head back and moan. After a few minutes, I feel myself clamping over his fingers, and just as I feel my orgasm begin, he stops. His finger stay inside, but he doesn’t move. A soft whimper leaves me, and he chuckles. I can feel my orgasm subside, and then he starts again. Just as I’m about to c*m, he stops. “Please” I beg, but he just chuckles. “What’s your favourite colour?” He asks again. I say “Green” again, only because I need to c*m. He lays me on my stomach with my ass in the air on his bed, and he put something round into my entrance. I feel something sticking out, and then I feel the low humming of a vibrator. I feel it inside me, and I moan in pleasure. He begins to eat me out again as he increase the vibrations, and I feel myself on the verge again. “I need to c*m” I beg, but he stops. I whimper. For the third time in a row, he has been edging me.

The torture goes on for well over an hour, and just as I think I can’t take any more, he lets me c*m. Again and again and again, until I’m exhausted. He rams me one last time, until we both fall asleep.