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STORY 50 - RAVISHED BY HIS PRIMAL SIDE (III)
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2026-05-26 17:39:36
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DIRTY DREAMS STORY 57 – SHIFTING MY INSIDES WITH OUR MATE BOND (II)
“I don’t believe in fate.”“Neither does the wolf. He believes in scent. And yours is screaming that you’re ours.”The full moon breaks the tree line behind him. Silver light flooding the forest, turning the pine needles white, casting his shadow long across the ground toward my feet. His eyes brighten – the gold intensifying to a luminous glow that isn’t reflected light but generated from behind his irises.His jaw tightens. The muscles in his arms cord. I see his fingers flex – the nails thickening momentarily before he forces them back. The wolf pushing toward the surface. The moon pulling it.“The moon is up,” he says. His voice rougher now. More vibration, less speech. “My control is dissolving. In about five minutes, the human part of me won’t be driving anymore. The wolf will take over and the wolf doesn’t ask – he claims. Simply mates.”“And if I say no?”“Then I leave. Right now. I fight the shift and I leave and I spend the rest of my life knowing your scent and never tracki
DIRTY DREAMS STORY 57 – SHIFTING MY INSIDES WITH OUR MATE BOND (I)
The trail ends two miles past the last marker and I keep walking because that’s the kind of decision-making that defines my life lately – ignoring the signs that say turn back and pushing deeper into territory I have no business entering.I’m hiking alone. Not recommended – the ranger at the trailhead said as much when I signed the register. “Solo hiker? On the full moon trail?” He looked at me the way people look at women who do things alone, like I’m either brave or stupid and the distinction doesn’t matter because the outcome is the same. “Stay on the marked path. Don’t hike after dark. And if you see any wildlife – especially canine – make yourself big and back away slowly.”It’s 6 PM. The sun is dropping behind the ridgeline and the forest is shifting from golden to grey and I should have turned around an hour ago but the trail was beautiful and my phone had no signal and for the first time in months my brain was quiet and I kept walking because silence is a drug I’ve been chasin
DIRTY DREAMS STORY 56 - PHONE SEX WITH DADDY (IV)
I close them. The visual disappears and only his voice remains.“Put your right hand on your throat.” I do. “Gently. Just the weight of it. Feel your pulse.”His voice drops lower. “Now your left hand on your stomach. Flat. Feel your breath.”I feel it. My stomach rising and falling. My pulse hammering under my right hand.“Slide your left hand down. Over your hip. Along the outside of your thigh. Slowly.”My hand traces the path he describes. His voice guiding my fingers like GPS to my own body. Down my thigh. Back up the inside. Close to my pussy but not touching.“With your right hand, squeeze your throat. Gently. The way I do.”I squeeze. Light pressure on the sides. My head swims slightly. Every remaining sensation amplifies – the sheets beneath me, the proximity of my left hand to my pussy.“Now touch your clit. One finger. Barely there.”My finger finds my clit. One fingertip. Barely touching. The contact after the throat pressure is electric – amplified, the lightest touch fee
DIRTY DREAMS STORY 56 - PHONE SEX WITH DADDY (III)
I stop and he orgasm recedes.I sob – audible through the mic, loud enough that his jaw clenches on screen.“Again. Build.”I build again. Faster this time – my body remembering where it was and racing back. My fingers working my clit, my hips lifting, my breath coming in short gasps that he can hear through the speakers.“Stop.”"Marcus –"“Stop.”I stop. Tears forming. My clit pulsing under my frozen fingers. The denied orgasm throbbing through my entire body.“One more time,” he says. His voice is strained – he’s edging himself too. I can see his hand paused on his cock, the head swollen and dark, pre-cum dripping onto his stomach. “One more time and then I’ll let you cum.”I build. My fingers trembling. My pussy dripping onto the sheets. The orgasm rises – faster than before because each denied cycle makes the next one build quicker – and I’m at the peak in thirty seconds, hovering, my entire body vibrating.“Now put the toy inside you,” he says. “Push it in and cum. Now. Cum for
DIRTY DREAMS STORY 56 - PHONE SEX WITH DADDY (II)
I uncross my legs and spread them slowly, my knees falling apart, revealing my pussy to the camera. I’m bare – shaved clean – and the camera captures everything. My lips are parted slightly from arousal, and the wetness is glistening in the lamplight. My clit is also swollen and very visible."Jesus." His voice cracks. His hand strokes faster. “You’re soaking. Already. I can see it on the screen.”“Three weeks of this, Marcus. Three weeks of cumming alone and pretending it’s your hand.”“Touch yourself. Slowly. Start at the top and slide down.”My hand leaves my tit and travels down my stomach and straight between my thighs. I press two fingers against my clit and circle slowly and lightly, the way he starts when he’s teasing me. The contact after waiting sends a shockwave through my body and my hips lift off the bed.“Not yet.” His voice firm. “Slower. I want to watch you build.”I slow down. Barely touching my clit – featherlight circles that keep me on edge without pushing me forwa
DIRTY DREAMS STORY 56 - PHONE SEX WITH DADDY (I)
Three weeks without his hands on me and I’m losing my mind.I’m distracted at work. I burned dinner twice this week. I walked into a glass door at the coffee shop because I was reading his text – wearing your shirt to bed tonight, it still smells like you – and forgot that transparent surfaces exist. My vibrator’s batteries died on Tuesday and I drove to the store at 11 PM in my pajamas and bought a twelve-pack of double-A’s and the cashier looked at me with an expression that said I know exactly what those are for and I looked back with an expression that said mind your business, Kevin.Marcus left four weeks ago. Consulting project in Seattle that was supposed to be two weeks and became four and might become six, and every time he tells me the timeline has extended I want to scream and cum simultaneously because the frustration and the deprivation have merged into one sensation that lives permanently between my legs.We’ve been texting, and the teasing has been escalating daily. The
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