I dare you - Sex Stories

I dare you

... across the screen and scrolled down the sidebar of the list of people in the chat room, looking for someone to play with. It was always so difficult to find a suitable playmate because she didn’t like wasting her time with just anyone. And usually, she preferred to make a connection on a level that was deeper than sex so that always took time. Ugh. She just wanted to find someone in the real world who would fulfill her dark fantasies of being dominated, because he knew she intimidated most men she met at work. As for a love life, who had time for one when your career was your life? She clicked on a profile and perused the postings, wondering if this man could give her what she needed. Dom/Sub pics. Check. Articulate bio. Check. Experienced. Check check. Returning to the chat room she whispered to him, “I dare you…” She tilted her head and waited for a response, pleasantly surprised when he opened a chat window. “Dare me, do you?” Smiling, she replied, “Just as I said. I. Dare. You.” “Placing my hand on your face, fingers playing with your hair, grabbing a fist full and yanking. Leaning over and whispering, 'Don’t dare me little girl.'” Oh god, she thought. Yes. This is perfect. “Whimpering and closing my eyes, taking a deep breath and moaning. 'I dare you.'\” He paused before responding and she imagined him on the other side of his computer, contemplating his next move. “Placing my other hand on your shoulder and pushing you to your knees. My, my aren’t you a feisty one. * ...

... placing my hand under your chin and tilting your head towards me* 'Look at me.'” She could feel her breath getting heavier and she committed to her role. “Turning my head and looking away. Make me.” “Turns and walks to the dresser, reaching inside and returning to you, casually slapping the flogger across my hand and watching you. You are a naughty little slut aren’t you?” Smiling, she typed, “You have no idea” and hit enter. She could see in the chat window that he was typing so she took the opportunity to dial into the conference call between the partners in her office. She had a 15-minute window of opportunity each week to discuss her progress on various files and it was nearing the time to call. “Hi everyone, it’s Elle. Just checking in. Let me know when you’re ready for me.” “Give us 15 minutes Elle. We’ll just keep you on the line until then.” “Sounds good. I’ll pull up the files so I have them ready to discuss.” She returned to her chat window and was pleased to read, “Unzipping my pants and taking my cock in my hand. Would you like this? (stroking my cock and rubbing my thumb over the tip, spreading the precum)” She smiled at the response from her cyber partner and tilted her head to cradle the phone on her shoulder as she listened to partners wrap up their discussion. She typed into the chat window, “Yes. I want you to make me your dirty little cum slut (taste it for me baby… I wish I could savour the deliciousness).” “ (oh God, that was so hot!!! No one has ever asked ...