Hello I'm Noe, when what I'm going to tell you happened I was 32 years old, I was a lawyer and worked in a pretty busy office in CABA, I had gotten married the previous year and everything in my life was going very well. I remember that everything started getting weird in several ways after a costume party I went to with my husband. He insisted that I put on a witch costume too suggestive for my taste, but since he wanted it, I didn't bother much. I have to say that although I'm 1.62 meters tall, the boots of the costume had a lot of heel, and everything stuck to my body and what caught most attention is my ass, which is very rounded, prominent and fleshy.
With that outfit, I looked very sexy and many people at the party told me so, even though my husband was there, it didn't bother me, although I always kept a distance.
The problem didn't start then, but rather several weeks later, when I posted a couple of photos from that night on Instagram. A few days later, I got a message from an unknown skinny guy who was adding me as a friend. I rejected him and asked who he was, and I froze with his response - he had my personal data, which I didn't know if it was a joke or not.
I started asking how he knew that stuff and things like that, but he kept dodging and since I'm someone who's quite straightforward and don't like those games, I told him to get lost and said I'd delete him right then. When I was closing the window, I looked at his photo and it changed, and one of mine appeared.I got left frozen, didn't know what to do and I answered back everything and he started showing me my own suggestive photos that my husband had taken of me years ago when we were dating.
I closed the chat and thought it was my husband, for a month I didn't give much attention to my husband thinking it was him from the photos, but he behaved normally.
I didn't know what to do, I was thinking of reporting him, but who if surely that user didn't exist or wasn't the same person.
Another day I talked to him and confronted him, I told him I was going to report him for the photos and stuff like that and he just laughed and kept showing me pictures.
Since I was at work, I decided to close the photo window in case someone saw it, I was dying of embarrassment.
Time passed and I was still nervous, so I decided to block him for a long time but he sent me an email with photos and I accepted again.
We kept talking, I kept telling him off but he insisted, one day I had had enough and that day he told me tomorrow you'll have a gift and disconnected.
I swear that night almost didn't sleep, I was turning over in bed, the next day I decided to tell him off and report him if necessary.
I remember that day I was wearing high heels, a flowy skirt almost to my knee and a light blue sweater.As I always arrived and got to work, the guy would always connect at the same hour so I was calm but anxious at the same time.
It took him longer than normal to connect and I left a clear message telling him off and before he could do anything, he sent me a link to a page.
I couldn't open it because someone could walk behind my desk and see it, but I did it quickly and got frozen when I saw my photos on a page called Poringa, with over 100 people entering in less than 5 minutes of chat.
I almost started crying, my heart was racing at a thousand and I begged him to take that down, he obviously enjoyed my pleas and kept sending me the number of visitors, which were already over 200 in 10 minutes.
I begged for mercy, saying I would do anything but please take it down, and finally convinced him to. I didn't know what he wanted from me, he was a very strange guy.
We kept talking and he asked me questions about my clothes, probably because he was a masturbator and that's all, but at that moment he had me in his hands with those photos he said he found on a page or someone passed them to him, which didn't mean much to me but kept the story going.
It was time for us to leave and I told him I had to go, he said don't go, let's talk about intimate things, I obviously refused, then he said in 10 minutes you'll have your post up on the page again.
I got frozen, cursed at him and he started showing me more photos, there were at least 30 of them, I told him to take pity on me and begged, then I told him to wait a minute.
I talked to my boss and the others and told them I was staying because I had some things left to do, called my husband and told him the same thing and went back to the PC.
Although Mario the stupid night watchman appeared later, I had forgotten that on Fridays he always came, which wasn't planned and made me even more nervous.
More than Mario was a sick pervert. That I didn't have any pretenses about devouring you with my gaze, but to me it marks a lot on the booty that I like to wear clothes. I couldn't stand the miserable 60-year-old masturbator nobody. I went back to concentrating on the chat while Mario was walking around in circles for my complication, making me even more nervous. The guy told me he'd leave me alone if I told him my fantasy. I didn't want to tell him any, so I thought it was a guy and invented that older men attracted me. He kept asking and asking, then I told him to wait because the guard was going by behind me and stopped talking. But the son of a slut put a picture in the window, almost died, my heart was beating at a thousand, didn't believe Mario could see it from back there, but just in case, I minimized everything as much as possible, showing myself very nervous.I asked him if he was crazy or doing it on purpose, and he laughed and then started telling me that I was alone with the guard and it would be okay, suddenly he started making up a story and there I knew for sure he was a guy who masturbates and nothing more.
Suddenly I feel like Mario is coming towards where I am and I tell him to wait a minute and minimize the screen.
At that moment he puts himself next to me and says: Noelita do you want a coffee?
I hated it when he said it, and just as I was about to answer...
I see the screen moving and the guy with my photo on the window, Mario looks at it too, quickly minimizes it and I freeze.
- And do you want the coffee or not? He asks again.
-Eeehhhmmm yes. I stutter out a response.
And he goes to the kitchen, had my heart in my mouth, probably saw the photo but well I try to calm down maybe it's just any woman's pose.
- Are you an idiot? I put in, I was hysterical, almost crying.
We keep talking and I'm shaking, thinking that Mario's masturbator is thinking about me, I couldn't concentrate, already had thought of leaving quickly from there.
-I'm going, I don't want to do this anymore! I put on the window.
I grabbed my purse when I was about to close the window, but the jerk didn't put my photo in the window, instead he sent it and it enlarged on the screen. My body could be clearly seen on the bed with the same skirt I had on that day.Grab the Mouse and at that moment Mario grabbed it too. The fox had been walking slowly to look at my PC from behind mine. I stayed quiet, frozen, paralyzed, what was happening, what was he saying. Mario looked at the photo in detail, then turned around and looked at me with a wicked smile and said - What a nice little photito you're taking off the doctor! - Ehhhh ehhhhh. I didn't know what to say. I was trembling. Mario approached the keyboard and typed - Is that all you have? Why, the other guy started putting up my photos, sending them, they clearly showed my body in the same clothes I had on that day.
Mario wouldn't stop looking at me and was almost laughing at me. I covered my face and the shame was terrible, when I was about to start crying Mario grabbed my hands and pulled them off my face telling me. -What a slut I turned out to be, the most prudish doctor in the study!! I was sure you were an enlarged slut!! I burst into tears, Mario didn't slow down or get tired of pulling out my purse from my desk, leaving it on my desk, grabbing my belt and started fondling me. -Do you know how much I wanted to grab you, doctor! I tried to hit him but he grabbed me with force and told me -Don't be a bad slut!! With one hand, he grabbed both of my wrists and ran everything that was on my desk, throwing it away. He pulled me to the edge and turned me around, pushing me down onto the desk face down, looking at the monitor where the other guy kept putting up pictures.
Oh look what a butt you have daughter of a slut!! Mario said while fingering me above my skirt.
- Let me go son of a slut!! I started to come out of shock but it was already too late.
- Shut up slut, look at the photos you take and make yourself so tight! Don't you want everyone to know?!
I kept crying, I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
Mario's son of a slut lifted my skirt and left only my white thong, very small, fingering my butt like no one had ever done it. He was pressing his back against my desk with one hand and rubbing himself with the other. -Look at the slutty bras you're wearing! Everyone in the study says you like to warm up guys, don't they? I felt very bad and their words offended me even more. Suddenly, I heard a noise, turned around, and saw him taking pictures of me with his cell phone. -You're a son of a slut! -No one will believe it unless you tell them you ate such a cutie haha! His hand started to pull down my thong, there was no remedy, I thought. When I felt Mario's hand on me, I realized I had gotten wet and he laughed, saying: -It seems like you're enjoying it, doctor! Haha! I felt his pants coming off and didn't want to look, suddenly I felt the head of his member at my body entrance and a strong push that made me feel his whole member. -AAAAAhhhhhhhhggggggggg!! Son of a prostitute! I felt like I had a boiling iron inside, I felt full, it must have been quite fat. -This doctor is so tight! I'm going to give it to you from the inside out! And started an infernal pumping, hearing that disgusting plop plop plop with each wild thrust, my Booty's cheeks vibrating with each penetration. -AAhhhh!! AAhhhh!! Son of a slut, let me go! AAhhhh!! AAhhhh!! He was laughing and saying: -It looks prettier like this, doctor, with a guy screwing you like that... Ooooohh, it's so tasty how he's squeezing it! The disgusting one was yelling with pleasure, and so it went for at least 20 minutes, crushing me and penetrating me violently. When suddenly he said: -Get ready, slut, I'm going to fill you up with cum! And I screamed: -AAahhhhhhhhh!! I felt a hot stream of semen invading my interior and crying more miserably. I looked between my tears at the monitor, and the guy on the chat put: -Did you leave or did the guard catch you? Haha! That made me boil with rage, it was all because he was there, making me submit in my own office. I forgot to hear the noise and turned around, Mario I was taking pictures. -Leave me alone and let me go!! I said indignantly. Mario finished taking pictures and pulled out his member from mine, it was really very fat, he cleaned himself with my skirt, put on his pants and left. My tears fell uncontrollably, I turned off the machine directly and left the studio crying.
With that outfit, I looked very sexy and many people at the party told me so, even though my husband was there, it didn't bother me, although I always kept a distance.
The problem didn't start then, but rather several weeks later, when I posted a couple of photos from that night on Instagram. A few days later, I got a message from an unknown skinny guy who was adding me as a friend. I rejected him and asked who he was, and I froze with his response - he had my personal data, which I didn't know if it was a joke or not.
I started asking how he knew that stuff and things like that, but he kept dodging and since I'm someone who's quite straightforward and don't like those games, I told him to get lost and said I'd delete him right then. When I was closing the window, I looked at his photo and it changed, and one of mine appeared.I got left frozen, didn't know what to do and I answered back everything and he started showing me my own suggestive photos that my husband had taken of me years ago when we were dating.
I closed the chat and thought it was my husband, for a month I didn't give much attention to my husband thinking it was him from the photos, but he behaved normally.
I didn't know what to do, I was thinking of reporting him, but who if surely that user didn't exist or wasn't the same person.
Another day I talked to him and confronted him, I told him I was going to report him for the photos and stuff like that and he just laughed and kept showing me pictures.
Since I was at work, I decided to close the photo window in case someone saw it, I was dying of embarrassment.
Time passed and I was still nervous, so I decided to block him for a long time but he sent me an email with photos and I accepted again.
We kept talking, I kept telling him off but he insisted, one day I had had enough and that day he told me tomorrow you'll have a gift and disconnected.
I swear that night almost didn't sleep, I was turning over in bed, the next day I decided to tell him off and report him if necessary.
I remember that day I was wearing high heels, a flowy skirt almost to my knee and a light blue sweater.As I always arrived and got to work, the guy would always connect at the same hour so I was calm but anxious at the same time.
It took him longer than normal to connect and I left a clear message telling him off and before he could do anything, he sent me a link to a page.
I couldn't open it because someone could walk behind my desk and see it, but I did it quickly and got frozen when I saw my photos on a page called Poringa, with over 100 people entering in less than 5 minutes of chat.
I almost started crying, my heart was racing at a thousand and I begged him to take that down, he obviously enjoyed my pleas and kept sending me the number of visitors, which were already over 200 in 10 minutes.
I begged for mercy, saying I would do anything but please take it down, and finally convinced him to. I didn't know what he wanted from me, he was a very strange guy.
We kept talking and he asked me questions about my clothes, probably because he was a masturbator and that's all, but at that moment he had me in his hands with those photos he said he found on a page or someone passed them to him, which didn't mean much to me but kept the story going.
It was time for us to leave and I told him I had to go, he said don't go, let's talk about intimate things, I obviously refused, then he said in 10 minutes you'll have your post up on the page again.
I got frozen, cursed at him and he started showing me more photos, there were at least 30 of them, I told him to take pity on me and begged, then I told him to wait a minute.
I talked to my boss and the others and told them I was staying because I had some things left to do, called my husband and told him the same thing and went back to the PC.
Although Mario the stupid night watchman appeared later, I had forgotten that on Fridays he always came, which wasn't planned and made me even more nervous.
More than Mario was a sick pervert. That I didn't have any pretenses about devouring you with my gaze, but to me it marks a lot on the booty that I like to wear clothes. I couldn't stand the miserable 60-year-old masturbator nobody. I went back to concentrating on the chat while Mario was walking around in circles for my complication, making me even more nervous. The guy told me he'd leave me alone if I told him my fantasy. I didn't want to tell him any, so I thought it was a guy and invented that older men attracted me. He kept asking and asking, then I told him to wait because the guard was going by behind me and stopped talking. But the son of a slut put a picture in the window, almost died, my heart was beating at a thousand, didn't believe Mario could see it from back there, but just in case, I minimized everything as much as possible, showing myself very nervous.I asked him if he was crazy or doing it on purpose, and he laughed and then started telling me that I was alone with the guard and it would be okay, suddenly he started making up a story and there I knew for sure he was a guy who masturbates and nothing more.
Suddenly I feel like Mario is coming towards where I am and I tell him to wait a minute and minimize the screen.
At that moment he puts himself next to me and says: Noelita do you want a coffee?
I hated it when he said it, and just as I was about to answer...
I see the screen moving and the guy with my photo on the window, Mario looks at it too, quickly minimizes it and I freeze.
- And do you want the coffee or not? He asks again.
-Eeehhhmmm yes. I stutter out a response.
And he goes to the kitchen, had my heart in my mouth, probably saw the photo but well I try to calm down maybe it's just any woman's pose.
- Are you an idiot? I put in, I was hysterical, almost crying.
We keep talking and I'm shaking, thinking that Mario's masturbator is thinking about me, I couldn't concentrate, already had thought of leaving quickly from there.
-I'm going, I don't want to do this anymore! I put on the window.
I grabbed my purse when I was about to close the window, but the jerk didn't put my photo in the window, instead he sent it and it enlarged on the screen. My body could be clearly seen on the bed with the same skirt I had on that day.Grab the Mouse and at that moment Mario grabbed it too. The fox had been walking slowly to look at my PC from behind mine. I stayed quiet, frozen, paralyzed, what was happening, what was he saying. Mario looked at the photo in detail, then turned around and looked at me with a wicked smile and said - What a nice little photito you're taking off the doctor! - Ehhhh ehhhhh. I didn't know what to say. I was trembling. Mario approached the keyboard and typed - Is that all you have? Why, the other guy started putting up my photos, sending them, they clearly showed my body in the same clothes I had on that day.
Mario wouldn't stop looking at me and was almost laughing at me. I covered my face and the shame was terrible, when I was about to start crying Mario grabbed my hands and pulled them off my face telling me. -What a slut I turned out to be, the most prudish doctor in the study!! I was sure you were an enlarged slut!! I burst into tears, Mario didn't slow down or get tired of pulling out my purse from my desk, leaving it on my desk, grabbing my belt and started fondling me. -Do you know how much I wanted to grab you, doctor! I tried to hit him but he grabbed me with force and told me -Don't be a bad slut!! With one hand, he grabbed both of my wrists and ran everything that was on my desk, throwing it away. He pulled me to the edge and turned me around, pushing me down onto the desk face down, looking at the monitor where the other guy kept putting up pictures.
Oh look what a butt you have daughter of a slut!! Mario said while fingering me above my skirt.
- Let me go son of a slut!! I started to come out of shock but it was already too late.
- Shut up slut, look at the photos you take and make yourself so tight! Don't you want everyone to know?!
I kept crying, I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
Mario's son of a slut lifted my skirt and left only my white thong, very small, fingering my butt like no one had ever done it. He was pressing his back against my desk with one hand and rubbing himself with the other. -Look at the slutty bras you're wearing! Everyone in the study says you like to warm up guys, don't they? I felt very bad and their words offended me even more. Suddenly, I heard a noise, turned around, and saw him taking pictures of me with his cell phone. -You're a son of a slut! -No one will believe it unless you tell them you ate such a cutie haha! His hand started to pull down my thong, there was no remedy, I thought. When I felt Mario's hand on me, I realized I had gotten wet and he laughed, saying: -It seems like you're enjoying it, doctor! Haha! I felt his pants coming off and didn't want to look, suddenly I felt the head of his member at my body entrance and a strong push that made me feel his whole member. -AAAAAhhhhhhhhggggggggg!! Son of a prostitute! I felt like I had a boiling iron inside, I felt full, it must have been quite fat. -This doctor is so tight! I'm going to give it to you from the inside out! And started an infernal pumping, hearing that disgusting plop plop plop with each wild thrust, my Booty's cheeks vibrating with each penetration. -AAhhhh!! AAhhhh!! Son of a slut, let me go! AAhhhh!! AAhhhh!! He was laughing and saying: -It looks prettier like this, doctor, with a guy screwing you like that... Ooooohh, it's so tasty how he's squeezing it! The disgusting one was yelling with pleasure, and so it went for at least 20 minutes, crushing me and penetrating me violently. When suddenly he said: -Get ready, slut, I'm going to fill you up with cum! And I screamed: -AAahhhhhhhhh!! I felt a hot stream of semen invading my interior and crying more miserably. I looked between my tears at the monitor, and the guy on the chat put: -Did you leave or did the guard catch you? Haha! That made me boil with rage, it was all because he was there, making me submit in my own office. I forgot to hear the noise and turned around, Mario I was taking pictures. -Leave me alone and let me go!! I said indignantly. Mario finished taking pictures and pulled out his member from mine, it was really very fat, he cleaned himself with my skirt, put on his pants and left. My tears fell uncontrollably, I turned off the machine directly and left the studio crying.
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