Straight Female / 32
One Day, The Curtain Lifted And I Was All For Cock
I'm a 32 year old attorney, well versed in office sexual harassment issues. I am a also sexual being.
My boss, is 20+ years older, a man with significant power and influence over careers, the proverbial make or break career doorkeeper. He's also a brutish negotiator and will demean people at the drop of a hat. Miss Titless, or No Balls John sort of nicknames. My nickname, Quasimodo, because I'm short, masculine and I ring the bell on sexual harassment.
One conversation led to him challenging my right to enforce my opinion. He asked me if I had 'the balls' for it. I answered 'figuratively yes, but you know full well I'm a vagina card carrying lesbian".
His answer was out of order "I think I should fuck you and put you out if your misery". I challenged him, and I knew immediately I had crossed the line. I didn't 'want' to end up with his dick in me. But he wanted his dick in me, and my pussy started to sweat. "We can do this as God ordered for Adam on Eve, or we can do this the hard way, think of yourself as vanquished property".
Right then I thought "Eve", but right then I thought "make him prove he's man enough to fuck me". My pussy was wetter than I'd been in years, my fantasy was at the doorstep, I'm sorry to all the Eves out there that have surrendered, I wanted it by force. His hands are very strong, I've been manhandled by him before. He grabbed both of my wrists in his hand, and called me worthless pussy.
I don't remember if he pushed my pants down, or if I did, I just know I went all Eve and spread my legs for him to get on top. He wasn't "nice", he took his place 0and with one strike he was in up to my throat, at least that's what it felt like. He held my hands by the wrists over my head, forced his tongue in my mouth, shoved and came in a puddle of cum. If I ever got pregnant by him, I was sure to have sons.
My nickname after that was Eve. I sucked his cock, and spread my legs. I threw out my lesbian card and took his card and accepted him as the man on top. For three years, especially during the working from home months, I called him, and asked him to take care of me, I didn't want to masturbate. I never again played the 'balls for it' game. I was strictly all vagina for him.
I'm not over him, not by any means, I'm all Eve. But I met a suitably attractive female that could work out. I told her he was Adam to my Eve, and she answered if that's where I was she didn't care to get involved. I far as for my vagina carrying lesbian card again, I'm on probation. I still get wet when he calls for me. I have that urge to get his cock in my mouth, but I'm not yet able to spit it out.
I'm Eve all right, he could lose his job if I spoke up. But Eve can never do that to Adam, it's not in God's rule book. I can 'woman up' but I can't 'man up'. Eves don't have balls, they spread their legs instead. When his cock is balls deep in you, is when Eve negotiates what she wants. And Eve gets what she wants. My lesbian credits won't win me a card back, my vagina is now his when he wants.
My boss, is 20+ years older, a man with significant power and influence over careers, the proverbial make or break career doorkeeper. He's also a brutish negotiator and will demean people at the drop of a hat. Miss Titless, or No Balls John sort of nicknames. My nickname, Quasimodo, because I'm short, masculine and I ring the bell on sexual harassment.
One conversation led to him challenging my right to enforce my opinion. He asked me if I had 'the balls' for it. I answered 'figuratively yes, but you know full well I'm a vagina card carrying lesbian".
His answer was out of order "I think I should fuck you and put you out if your misery". I challenged him, and I knew immediately I had crossed the line. I didn't 'want' to end up with his dick in me. But he wanted his dick in me, and my pussy started to sweat. "We can do this as God ordered for Adam on Eve, or we can do this the hard way, think of yourself as vanquished property".
Right then I thought "Eve", but right then I thought "make him prove he's man enough to fuck me". My pussy was wetter than I'd been in years, my fantasy was at the doorstep, I'm sorry to all the Eves out there that have surrendered, I wanted it by force. His hands are very strong, I've been manhandled by him before. He grabbed both of my wrists in his hand, and called me worthless pussy.
I don't remember if he pushed my pants down, or if I did, I just know I went all Eve and spread my legs for him to get on top. He wasn't "nice", he took his place 0and with one strike he was in up to my throat, at least that's what it felt like. He held my hands by the wrists over my head, forced his tongue in my mouth, shoved and came in a puddle of cum. If I ever got pregnant by him, I was sure to have sons.
My nickname after that was Eve. I sucked his cock, and spread my legs. I threw out my lesbian card and took his card and accepted him as the man on top. For three years, especially during the working from home months, I called him, and asked him to take care of me, I didn't want to masturbate. I never again played the 'balls for it' game. I was strictly all vagina for him.
I'm not over him, not by any means, I'm all Eve. But I met a suitably attractive female that could work out. I told her he was Adam to my Eve, and she answered if that's where I was she didn't care to get involved. I far as for my vagina carrying lesbian card again, I'm on probation. I still get wet when he calls for me. I have that urge to get his cock in my mouth, but I'm not yet able to spit it out.
I'm Eve all right, he could lose his job if I spoke up. But Eve can never do that to Adam, it's not in God's rule book. I can 'woman up' but I can't 'man up'. Eves don't have balls, they spread their legs instead. When his cock is balls deep in you, is when Eve negotiates what she wants. And Eve gets what she wants. My lesbian credits won't win me a card back, my vagina is now his when he wants.
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