Sven’s Steamy Coffee Shop Experience

Dear FemdomU,

I’m Sven, and I’ve been reading your stories for a while now. They’ve inspired me to share my own unforgettable experience from my college days. Back then, I had a summer job working at a coffee shop, and it turned into one of the most intense sexual encounters of my life.

I had to be at the shop at 4 in the morning to prep the kitchen and take deliveries. It was grueling work, but I liked the solitude of those early hours. The only other person there was Jean, the baker. Jean was ten years older than me, and she had this intense, commanding presence that always made my heart race a little faster.

One morning, I was bent over scrubbing tables, lost in my own thoughts, when I felt Jean come up behind me. I was surprised and tried to stand, but she pushed me back down, pinning me against the table. Her grip was strong, and I could feel her breath on my neck as she leaned in.

“Stay still,” she ordered, her voice low and commanding. I barely had time to process what was happening before she shoved her hand down my pants, her fingers slipping into my underwear and finding their way to my ass. I gasped, a mix of fear and arousal surging through me.

I struggled a little, trying to free myself, but Jean slapped me hard on the side of the head. “Stop,” she commanded, her voice even more forceful. “You’re mine now.”

She yanked my pants down, exposing my bare ass to the cool morning air. I was terrified and aroused, my mind racing with a million thoughts. I stayed there, bent over and exposed, waiting for whatever she had in store for me.

Suddenly, I felt something press against my ass. I looked back and realized with a shock that Jean was wearing a strap-on cock. It was something I’d seen in porn and fantasized about, but experiencing it in real life, at my workplace, was overwhelming. Before I could react, she squirted lube onto her fingers and applied it to my hole, spreading it around with a practiced ease.

“Relax,” she said, and then she pushed the huge head of the strap-on into me. The sensation was intense—the pain of my virgin ass widening, struggling to accommodate the thick, unyielding intruder. I bit my lip, trying to suppress a cry as she pressed deeper, inch by inch. The pain gradually gave way to a strange, raw pleasure, and I found myself pushing back against her.

Jean gripped my hips and started pumping her hips, driving the strap-on in and out of my ass. The sensation of being fucked, of not being the one doing the fucking, was overwhelming. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure and pain coursing through my body, blending together into an intense, mind-numbing ecstasy.

I glanced down and saw my own cock was rock hard, dripping pre-cum as Jean pounded my ass. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was, how much I craved this domination. She fucked me with relentless intensity, her hips slamming against my ass, the strap-on filling me completely.

It seemed to last an eternity, each moment stretching out as my body was driven to the brink. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Jean reached around and grabbed my cock, her fingers tight and demanding. The sensation of her fucking my ass and jerking me off at the same time was indescribable. She squeezed my balls, adjusted her speed, and even slapped me to maintain her dominance.

I felt my orgasm build, an unstoppable wave of pleasure. With a final, shuddering thrust, I came hard, shooting my load all over the table. My body trembled, every nerve ending on fire as Jean continued to fuck me through my orgasm.

When she finally pulled out, I thought it was over, but Jean wasn’t done with me yet. She grabbed my hair and yanked me to my knees. “Clean up your mess,” she ordered, pointing to the cum splattered across the table.

I reached for a towel, but she slapped my hand away. “With your tongue,” she demanded.

Disgusted and turned on, I leaned forward and started licking up my own cum. It was degrading and humiliating, but I couldn’t deny the arousal coursing through me. Jean watched me with a satisfied smirk, her dominance absolute.

And that was just the start. Jean had awakened something in me, a deep-seated desire for submission and domination that I’d never fully understood before.

Thank you for giving me a platform to share this experience. I hope it resonates with others who have discovered the intense pleasure of submission.

Sincerely, Sven