Thirsty Thursday

My phone buzzed, lighting up the darkness of the room. Alex was sound asleep next to me, snoring lightly. My head was full of thoughts about James.

I glanced at the screen, seeing a message from him. I opened it and saw a picture. It was a close up picture of his thick cock, stretching my pussy to the limit. It must have been from the other day.

The image caused my pulse to race and a flush of warmth to spread through my body. I wanted him inside me again, to submit completely to his dominance. As if he could sense my thoughts, my phone buzzed once more, indicating another message from James.

"Your little boyfriend couldn't stretch you like that." James texted, taunting me further.

The idea of James being so dominant over me made me so wet. I couldn't wait to feel his cock inside me again. I found myself getting turned on just thinking about it. My phone buzzed once more, alerting me to another message from James.

"Show me how wet you are." It read. Without thinking twice, I took out my phone and sent him a picture of myself, laying next to Alex. My legs open, exposing my wetness. I wanted to please him. A buzz of excitement coursed through my veins.

James didn't reply immediately, leaving me hanging. My heart raced as I waited for his response. My fingers itched to touch myself, but I resisted, savouring the anticipation. Eventually, my phone vibrated with his reply.

"You look very pretty lying next to him. I bet he doesn't know what he's missing." The text seemed to ignite a fire inside me. It was as if James had taken control of my body. I began rubbing my clitoris in rhythmic circles, losing myself in the sensation. My phone vibrated again with a new message from James. "I want you to moan my name next to him," he commanded. I hesitated for a moment, then set my phone to record.

As my boyfriend slept soundly beside me, unaware of the forbidden thoughts running through my mind, I began recording myself. I felt an indescribable thrill, knowing that I was doing something so taboo. It was beginning to get light outside so I didn't need my camera light.

James' message flashed across my mind. "Oh, James, your cock is so big." I whispered softly. My fingers pressed against my clit, driving me closer to the edge. I thought of James' large cock filling me, of his commanding voice ordering me around.

My fingers moved faster, drawing me closer to the edge.

"Oh, James, your cock is so big," I whispered, imagining him inside me. "It feels so good when you take me." My breathing became heavier, my entire body responding to the erotic images playing in my mind.

"Fuck me, James," I moaned, pressing my fingers deeper into my wet folds. "Make me yours." My heart raced, the intensity of the moment almost too much to bear.

I knew I needed to satiate my desires, to prove to myself and James that I could be the perfect submissive.

Lying beside my sleeping boyfriend, I felt James' commandment resonating in my core. I let out a suppressed cry, a mixture of pain and ecstasy flooding my system.

I stopped recording and took my finger out of my wet folds, wiping it gently onto the bed sheets. My body was still humming with desire, my thoughts consumed by James.

The video was less than a minute long, and yet making it made me so aroused. I pressed send, excited and anxious to see James' reaction. He would definitely appreciate my obedience.

My phone vibrated quickly afterward, signalling a new message.

"Good Girl," he wrote. "See you at 10am"

I quickly typed back, "Yes sir" and fell into a deep sleep.

"Good morning beautiful", Alex whispered, kissing my forehead gently. I smiled weakly, not yet fully awake.

He handed me a cup of coffee. He was already dressed for work

in his usual black suit, white shirt, and tie. "Thank you," I replied, taking a sip.

"You seem tired," he commented, observing me closely.

"Busy week," I shrugged, trying to hide my guilty feelings.

He gave me a curious look. "What time do you finish this evening."

"It's probably going to be another late one," I admitted, hoping he wouldn't pry any further. He looked concerned, placing his hand on mine reassuringly. "Don't worry, babe. Maybe you should talk to James about it." He suggested gently.

Alex wasn't an easy man to deceive, but I managed to conceal my true nature from him. I felt a pang of guilt as I realized the potential damage that our relationship could face due to my actions. However, I couldn't stop myself from indulging in these illicit fantasies. They had become an addiction, consuming my thoughts and emotions.

Alex left and I got ready and headed to work.

James was waiting for me. "Good morning, Lily," he greeted with a sly smile.

I blushed, feeling the heat of embarrassment rising in my cheeks. I had tried to appear casual, but he knew exactly what I had done last night.

"Good morning, James," I replied, trying to maintain eye contact.

"I've got Abby and Laura coming in today just in case we need to have another training session." James continued, his tone professional.

The day seemed to drag on. It was pretty busy so Abby, Laura and I were kept quite occupied. There was a lull in the early afternoon. When things started to calm down, I noticed James watching me intently. He hadn't said anything to me all day, but his gaze spoke volumes. It made me feel uneasy, yet excited. I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. I wondered when he'd call me into his office.

As the afternoon went on, I felt a growing anticipation within me.

"Oh, look who it is!" Abby exclaimed. I looked up and saw Alex walking towards us.

“Hi Alex! It's so good to see you!” I greeted him. He walked over and gave me a gentle hug, kissing me softly on the cheek. It felt strange, standing here, holding my boyfriend while James watched us from the other side of the room. We sat and chatted for a few minutes. Abby and Laura covered me while I took a short break.

Abby appeared from the back rooms and walked over to us. "James wants to see you," she informed me, her eyes were apologetic.

"Again?" I asked. I was worried James might push it too far with Alex here. But there was no way out now. I reluctantly walked towards James' office. Feeling Alex and Abby's eyes on me as I walked away. I stepped into the office, closing the door behind me. James looked up from his desk, his dark eyes meeting mine. There was a silence between us, thick with anticipation. "Should we bring Alex in?," he finally said, his voice low and threatening. I felt a shiver run down my spine, my nipples hardening in response.

I swallowed nervously, my heart racing. "Please, James, don't." I stuttered.

He leaned forward in his chair, his eyes burning into mine. I bit my lip, my body aching with anticipation.

James stood up from his seat, moving slowly towards me.

"James," I pleaded, attempting to regain some control over the situation. "Please, don't do this while Alex is here."

James smirked, stepping even closer to me. His hands caressed my shoulders, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.

James' fingers trailed down my arm, stopping just below my breast. He squeezed gently, watching my reaction.

I wanted to tell him to stop, but my mind screamed for more. He led me towards his desk.

I was so lost in the depths of my own desire that I hardly cared what happened next. My head was spinning, my body tingling with anticipation. He pushed me gently onto the desk, his eyes burning with passion. His touch sent shivers down my spine, igniting a flame within me.

"Take off your panties," he demanded, his voice hoarse.

I obeyed without question, slipping them off and handing them to him tentatively. James took a moment, before balling them up and stuffing them in to my mouth.

"Mphfff" I mumbled, unable to speak. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me back, onto his desk. My legs spread open, welcoming him. He positioned himself between my legs, his eyes never leaving mine. My pulse quickened, and I felt a surge of electricity coursing through my veins.

"He knows you're fucking around, you know?" James said, while undoing his pants.

"We could bring him in here, right now, and show him his place." He continued, before pulling his erect cock out of his pants. I couldn't believe how much I wanted this, despite the fear it instilled in me.

I looked at him with pleading eyes. His expression turned intense. Without warning, he roughly pushed his cock into me. The **** caused me to moan loudly. Muffled by my underwear. He held my face in his strong grip, looking directly into my eyes. His penetration felt like an invasion, a violation.

James began thrusting into me with ferocity, his rhythm unrelenting. I came immediately, a cry escaping my lips, muffled by the fabric in my mouth. He didn't give me a chance to recover before

slamming back into me again. With every thrust, I felt like I was being broken down piece by piece. This was not what I expected, but I found myself loving the brutality of it. As the sex intensified, I began to lose myself in the pleasure and pain.

James' muscular arms held me down, pinning me to his desk. I felt his sweat on my skin, the sounds of our breathlessness filling the air.

"That's it, Lily. Just let go and submit to me." James commanded, his voice raw with lust. The words sent a shudder through me, my body responding to his demands.

"Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock." He groaned, thrusting harder into me. "So tight and wet." Each thrust sent a shockwave through my entire body, every muscle contracting involuntarily.

James gripped my hair firmly, forcing my head back as he pounded into me with relentless ****. "You're such a dirty little slut," he whispered into my ear, his hot breath making me shiver. I couldn't suppress a moan, my body quaking beneath him.

"Alex is just out there" whispered James in my ear, the threat adding to the intensity of the moment. He moved faster, driving into me with a hunger that seemed insatiable. His hand gripped my throat, holding me in place as he claimed me completely.

Despite the situation, my body responded eagerly, aroused by the danger. My fingers clenched the edge of the desk, nails digging into the wood as I dug my heels into his back.

I experienced another intense climax, feeling an overwhelming surge of pleasure coursing through my body. As the wave subsided, I found myself gasping for breath. I spat my panties out trying to draw in some air.

James, still hard, withdrew from me. I lay there, panting heavily. He kept a firm grip on my shoulder, preventing me from getting up. He moved his hand to the back of my head and guided me to sit up.

He directed me to his chair, a big black leather office chair, and stood in front of me. I was in a state of total submission, my body still tingling from the sexual encounter. His cock standing to attention in front of my face, it was clear what he wanted.

I moved forward, ready to take him into my mouth, his cock was slick with my juices. He stopped me. "Not so fast, my little whore." He grinned wickedly. I trembled, my body yearning to taste him.

"Please," I murmured, my voice barely audible. James smiled devilishly, enjoying his power over me.

He turned away from me for a moment, grabbing something from his desk. He turned back, passing me my phone.

"Call him," he ordered. My heart raced, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I reached for my phone, hesitating only for a moment.

"Tell him you're going to be a while longer," James instructed, watching me closely. Before I had chance to call. James pushed his cock into my mouth, deep into my throat, making me gag.

He gripped my hair tightly, and began thrusting into my mouth.

My head bobbed up and down, my lips stretched wide as his massive cock filled my mouth. He continued, ramming his cock deeper and deeper into my throat, making me gag and ****.

He released my hair and withdrew his cock from my mouth, along with a trail of saliva. I looked up at him with teary eyes, my breath ragged from being **** to service him. "Now call him," he commanded, his voice commanded authority.

My fingers shook as I entered Alex's number.

Before calling him, I took a moment to compose myself. James watched me intently, his expression unreadable. I dialed the number, holding my breath as it rang.

"Hello?" Alex answered.

"Hey baby," I said, trying to sound casual.

My heart raced as I spoke to Alex, with James' cock looming over me.

"Just checking if you're okay" I lied, trying to keep the conversation light.

There was a pause on the other end of the line.

"Everything's fine here, just hanging out with Abby. Did it go okay?," Alex inquired

I swallowed nervously, my throat dry from servicing James earlier. My hand slowly stroked his impressive cock, I was lost in the sensation for a moment.

"James said I should call, tell you we were going to be a while longer." I told Alex, my voice wavering slightly. James pressed his cock to my lips. I opened wide to accept him as he pushed into my mouth. His hands gripped my head, holding me in place as he slowly fucked my mouth.

James released me for a moment. He was allowing me to experience the thrill without making it too obvious to Alex what we were doing.

"James is on my back right now, but I'll deal with him." I managed to reply, trying to appear unfazed. I looked up at James, looking for approval, my hand slowly working his cock.

"Listen, just take care of yourself and everything will be fine." Alex replied, concern evident in his voice.

James pulled me to my feet and bent me over his desk. Without hesitation he pulled up the back of my skirt. Exposing my naked ass. He positioned his cock at my opening.

"Thanks, Alex. I love you," I managed to say, as the feeling of his erection pushing against my opening grew stronger.

James leant over me, and whispered into my ear. "Time to show your boyfriend who you really belong to."

I needed to wrap up the conversation, I began to say my goodbyes.

"See.." James thrust into my soaking wet pussy. I barely held in a scream.

"You.." James withdrew and slammed into me again. I tried my best to hold in a moan.

"At.." Again, he pounded into me. I was about to cum again with the sheer intensity of the situation.

"Home.." I managed to end the call before I came hard again, writhing on top of James' desk. I felt an explosion of wetness escape me, my thighs quivering from the **** of my orgasm. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced.

"That was quite a performance, Lily."

I could only moan in response as he continued to thrust into me.

"Bring him here tomorrow and I'll show him what a slut his little angel is, and what a worthless little cuckold he is," James said, his words sending a chill down my spine.

"I can't..." I protested, my fear growing.

"We both know you can, Lily" He snapped, grabbing my hair harshly. "This isn't about him. This is about us." He growled.

James thrust himself deeper into me, his grip on my hair tightening. His control over me was absolute, the way he possessed me both mentally and physically left me utterly captivated.

As he thrust inside me, I bit my lip to contain the cry of pleasure that threatened to escape me. I could feel his cock swell as he approached his own climax. He gripped my hair tightly, pulling my face closer to his. "You're pussy is mine, Lily," he whispered fiercely.

I knew he was right. I had already forgotten about Alex, consumed by the raw passion that had taken hold of me. I no longer thought about how wrong this was, or what it would mean for my relationship with Alex. All that mattered was the rush of pleasure that James gave me.

I felt his warm seed fill me as he erupted inside me. The sensation set off my own orgasm, causing me to convulse around him.

"You see, Lily," James said, his voice low and menacing. "It's all just sex, isn't it?"

I nodded silently, my cheeks flushed. I knew he was right. This was not about Alex. This was about our connection, our raw and primal desire for one another.

"So let's make a plan," James continued, his tone cold and calculating.

"Bring Alex here tomorrow. I'm going to take you in front of him, show him how a real man fucks you." James smirked, his tone confident. "Bring him here tomorrow, and I'll show him exactly what kind of woman you really are."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within me. The idea of exposing Alex to my depraved acts, seeing the shock and disappointment in his eyes, sent a thrill through me. As much as I tried to deny it, I was excited at the prospect of humiliating him.

I didn't want to hurt him. If anything, I wanted him to be part of it.