Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

The afternoon had been bright and sunny, drawing us outdoors to enjoy the warm weather. Spending the day perusing local shops and drinking bubble tea in the park, my boyfriend, Callum, and I were happy to have a free day to enjoy the sun-filled afternoon. I sat back on the bench and closed my eyes, stretching my long legs out as a warm breeze danced across my thighs. I had worn a loose fitting floral sun dress with a light yellow cardigan, my long dark hair falling around my shoulders in soft curls. Callum had on dark blue slim fit jeans, with a light yellow short sleeve button up shirt, which he wore at my request to match my sweater. Yes, we are THAT couple.

Callum smiled and gave my leg a quick squeeze, his fingers lingering on my bare skin. “What are you thinking for dinner, baby?” he asked, gazing at me with his deep green eyes. I looked up at him and admired the way the late afternoon light was bringing out the olive undertones of his lightly sun-kissed skin, the light making his short golden brown hair shine. I shrugged and ran my fingertips down his wrist. “Doesn’t matter to me, love.” I said quietly back to him. Callum squeezed my leg again before standing up and offering me his hand, which I gladly accepted. Standing next to him he had several inches on me, impressive considering I myself am 5’11”. Taking charge he said there was a little bistro on the way back to the train station, and they had outdoor seating so we could enjoy the rest of the sun as we eat.

As we approached the restaurant I noticed the patio was nearly empty, which was a bit surprising given the beautiful weather. We were quickly seated and given menus, and after Callum ordered our drinks I excused myself to find the restroom. As I approached the door leading into the restaurant I noticed a little alcove off to the side of the building, with a restroom sign hanging over the archway. As I approached, I noticed a sign that read ‘for the convenience of patio guests!’ was taped to the door.

Entering the small bathroom I noticed that the noise from the street was drowned out entirely as I shut the door. As I washed my hands to prepare to leave I got a deliciously naughty idea. Quickly I reached under my dress and slid my panties down off my hips, stepping out of them as they passed my knees. I smiled to myself and folded the pink panties up until I could conceal them in one hand, then exited the restroom.

As I walked back to our table I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, convinced that anyone who would glance at my clutched fist would know what was hiding within. I would be lying if I told you it didn’t give me a thrill. The idea that one of the few couples dotted across the large patio might guess that I had just stripped my panties off in the bathroom made my stomach float.

I sat back down and shivered as I felt the cool metal of the chair through my thin dress. Callum looked at me, eyeing me suspiciously. I smiled back at him and slipped my closed hand onto his thigh, unfolding my fingers and revealing my folded panties to him. A grin spread across his face as he took my panties, causing my heart to race. I knew what that smile meant. He wanted me, and to show him that I wanted him too I slid my hand across the crotch of his jeans, feeling his growing dick under the fabric. I rubbed him through his pants and he groaned softly, clutching my panties in his hand.

“You better watch out or you’ll be taking care of that before we get home.” He warned, an edge of authority in his voice telling me he meant it. I giggled and pulled my hand away as the waiter returned with our drinks. They set down a tall pint glass full of dark amber beer in front of Callum before handing my fruity cocktail to me. As they left our table once more I looked at Callum, tilting my head slightly. “You know, the bathroom here is quite private. I couldn’t hear anything while I was in there…” He chuckled and slipped my panties into his pocket before pushing against his dick, trying to readjust himself discreetly. “Oh is it now?” he said, laughing a little before taking a gulp of his beer. I smiled at him and nodded, sipping my own drink. “Mmm, it is. I bet you could do almost anything in there without anyone knowing a thing…” I teased, looking into his eyes and hoping he would take the bait.

His stare burned back into me, causing a shiver to shoot across my spine. His eyes, full of lust, looked me over as we sat there in silence. Callum, being a naturally dominant man, knew if he played it up even more I would do anything he asked of me. This had evolved our sex life considerably, and he had helped me discover just how strong my submissive side was. Slowly he leaned over to me, brushing my hair away from my face and behind my ear. He gripped my chin firmly and looked me directly in the eyes, the intensity radiating off of him as our faces were inches apart.

“When we’re done with our meal I’m going to go inside and pay, and you’re going to wait for me in the bathroom, do you understand?” he said, his voice low and a little gruff. Biting my lip I nodded, my eyes wide as I felt a twinge of desire between my legs. I squeezed my thighs together, shivering at the sensation. Callum leaned closer and whispered, “I’m going to fill you up with cum before we go home, you little slut.” I could feel my pussy, already soaked between my thick thighs. He knew exactly what to say. Hearing him call me a slut always got me all hot and bothered. Callum smiled and let go of my face, his work done for the moment. Leaning back in his chair he watched me squirm.

It was all I could do to not leap onto his lap right there, and he knew it. He knew exactly what to say and do to drive me absolutely insane with desire. Well two could play that game. I looked at him innocently, slowly pulling my dress up in my lap, spreading my thighs to show him how wet I already was. He raised an eyebrow and watched, glancing around to see if anyone noticed. They hadn’t, everyone was preoccupied with their meals and the sun was starting to set.

Quickly Callum reached out and rubbed his thumb over my clit firmly, daring me to moan and give us away to the others on the patio. I gasped and clamped my legs shut but he didn’t stop. “Open your fucking legs.” He demanded quietly, his eyes locked on mine. I immediately did as I was told, shivering at the sternness in his voice. I covered my mouth with my hand and closed my eyes, letting out a moan as he pressed his thumb down on my clit hard.

As quickly as he had touched me he pulled away, telling me to cover back up. I looked at him as I pushed my dress back down my thighs, my cheeks flushed. Callum grinned, slowly sucking his thumb into his mouth. I grabbed my drink and quickly downed the sweet liquid, signalling to the waiter for another. I was pretty sure I would need the liquid courage for later.

We ate our food slowly, savouring every bite and sharing our dishes with each other. At the end of the meal Callum leaned over to me, grabbing me around the wrist firmly and pulling my hand into his lap, pressing my hand over his bulge “I hope you’re still as wet as you were earlier, slut. You’re going to need it.” The harsh authority was back in his voice, like a switch had flipped inside him. I felt my body tense as I rubbed my hand over his stiff cock. I met his gaze and smiled, nodding a little. “I’m still soaked, Cal…” He squeezed my wrist harder and pulled my hand away, standing up and pulling me with him. He released me and hugged me, pulling me into his chest firmly so he could whisper in my ear. “Go. Text me if the bathroom is open, and I’ll be in shortly. You had better be ready for me.” He kissed the top of my head and rubbed my back before stepping away, walking quickly into the restaurant.

I grabbed my purse and went toward the bathroom, knocking before entering the vacant room. I locked the door behind me and pulled my phone out of my bag, quickly texting Callum to let him know the coast is clear. The minutes ticked by and I could feel my blood pumping in my ears, it felt like an eternity waiting. I looked at myself in the mirror, tucking my curly hair back behind my ears.

I jumped at the sharp knock on the door. My heart was suddenly in my stomach as I reached out and unlocked the door. Quickly Callum shoved into the bathroom. With one hand he locked the door once again, his other wrapping snuggly around my neck, gripping my throat. I gasped and tried to step back, but my ass hit the sink. Callum pressed his toned body against me, pushing me back further by the neck causing my back to bend over the sink. With his free hand he yanked my dress up around my waist, kissing me hard before growling against my lips.

“Hold your dress up, slut.” I did as I was told, holding the edge of my dress up. “Good little slut.” He bit my lip and squeezed my throat a little as he quickly pushed two fingers into my pussy, probing hard. I moaned loudly and spread my thick thighs, gasping as Callum let go of my neck. Tangling his free hand in my hair he pulled me close against his body, kissing me hard. His other hand explored my sopping pussy. He groaned into my lips and delved deeper inside me. “Bend over the sink, now.”

I pulled away from the kiss and looked up at Callum, deciding to test the waters. Shaking my head a little I grinned, daring him to do something about my defiance. Without warning he slapped me across the face. I gasped and looked back at him, shocked. He meant business. “I said NOW, slut.” Immediately I turned around, feeling his fingers slip out of my slit. I pulled my dress up as I bent over, yelping as I felt his hand smack my round ass hard.

“We’ll address your behaviour at home later. Now I’m going to fuck your slutty little hole and fill you with my hot cum. I was going to give you your panties back,” he said in a quiet yet assertive voice as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper behind me. “But now, I don’t think I will. You’ll have to deal with my cum dripping down your fucking legs the entire way home…” my cheeks turned bright red and I hung my head, secretly turned on by the idea. “Please Cal, I’ll be good I promise…” I whispered, my voice shaking. He smacked my ass again, kicking my feet apart as he shoved his thick cock between my legs and against my soaking pussy. His firm stomach pressed against my ass, “It’s too late for your promises. You’ve been naughty since we got here, you can suffer the consequences of being such an incorrigible bitch in public.”

I moaned and pushed back against him slowly, slipping my hand between my legs to rub his dick as he pressed back and forth slowly, teasing my hole. “Cal please…” I moaned out, looking at him in the mirror, my eyes pleading with him. He leaned close to my ear and looked back at my reflection, “call me Daddy when I’m fucking you…” he whispered gruffly as he slipped the tip of his thickness into me.

I moaned loudly, he had never told me to call him Daddy before now. My mind raced as I felt him squeezing my hips, pulling me back onto his stiff dick instead of pushing into me. Before I could stop myself the words slipped from my lips, little more than a throaty whisper. “Yes, Daddy.”

With that Callum shoved his length into me, causing me to moan more as his girth stretched my pussy to fit him. I had taken him many times before but I never grew tired of the delicious feeling of his cock prying it’s way into me before he set in to fucking my brains out. He dug his fingers hard into my hips, causing me to whimper softly as he began shoving in and out of my wet hole. “Rub your pussy for me, baby.” He growled in my ear. I complied immediately, a little afraid of what he would do if I didn’t. My hand slipped between my legs and found my clit, rubbing it hard as Callum rocked back forth into me roughly.

I knew he wasn’t going to last long after all the tension and build up, and that he wouldn’t let me cum until we got home if I didn’t finish myself off as he fucked me. Sensing I was trying to get my orgasm he chuckled in my ear, one hand sliding up over my throat and gripping me tightly, his fingers pressed down on either side of my neck. I worked my clit furiously, moaning louder as I felt an orgasm building in my belly, threatening to burst. Callum felt it too and gripped my throat tighter as his cock jack-hammered away inside me.

He groaned in my ear and bit my lobe, teasing me. “I’m going to fill my little slut up with Daddy’s cum, is that what you want?” I nodded and pushed back against him, my orgasm approaching. He bit my ear sharply, “Say it, you little whore. Tell me you want Daddy’s cum to fill you and ooze out of your used pussy.” I moaned and looked at him in the mirror, my eyes pleading with him. “Please Daddy, please cum inside me. Use my pussy and dump your hot load in me, please Daddy!!” I screamed out, my orgasm suddenly tearing through my body.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Callum shivered and I felt his body tighten behind me. His hand squeezed my throat hard choking me as he pumped his load deep in my now dripping cunt. I gasped for breath and arched my back, tipping my head back against his chest as his finished draining his dick into me. Slowly he pulled out and loosened his grip on my neck, red finger marks already printed across my pale flesh. He turned me around and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him back, letting my dress fall back down around my thighs.

He wasn’t lying, his cum had already started dripping out of my spent pussy and down my creamy thighs. As we caught our breath Callum put his dick back in his pants, fixing his clothes as he looked at me. “You’re still not getting your panties back. You directly defied me, you can let the evidence of your fucking drip down your legs on the train home. Do you understand?” his tone was firm but warm, he placed his finger tips under my chin and tipped my head back, looking into my eyes. I nodded and swallowed hard. “And do you understand that you have to be punished when we get home, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Callum grinned and kissed me gently, lovingly. We walked out of the bathroom and made a quick exit from the restaurant heading toward the train station. I held his hand tightly, Callum’s cum dripping out of my pussy the whole way home…