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UNTIL I COME AGAIN

Author: Playtime Mistress
last update publish date: 2026-11-03 16:05:15

I overslept. I’d forgotten to set my alarm after everything with Dominic yesterday night. It was the best sleep of my entire life. I’m usually a deep sleeper since working on the farm usually left me without strength. My family actually joke that I sleep like the dead.

But last night took a whole new meaning to the joke.

I still remember how my orgasm had wrecked my body. It felt like I was being electricuted but it felt so good, I don’t have words for it. Every single nerve in my body celebra
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  • Recipe for disaster   SEX TOYS

    All my life, I’ve never felt anything like what I felt when he ate… me out. At first, the idea sounded strange. How do you put your mouth… there? Then he did and I'm sure it’s going to be one of my favorite things.I can still feel the tingles radiating through my body, from the very tips of my hair to my toes. It’s a little buzzing feeling that’s exhilarating, and delicious all at once. I’ve always lived by the saying, ‘One good turn deserves another.’That’s why I offered to make him to feel good. I want him to feel my gratitude. In my eagerness, I forget how sensitive my ass is as I straddle him. Ever the observant man that he is, he catches my wince.He smiles at me gently, his hands on my ass, I can’t pretend that his touch isn’t pleasant. He turns with me in his arms, letting me fall against the bed, he even cushions me with his larger form so it doesn’t hurt so much when he turns.“Not today, darling.” he bobs my nose, I wrinkle it in return. I really want to make him feel goo

  • Recipe for disaster   TEACH ME TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD

    DOMINIC WHITMOORE His supple skin flushes red. His thighs, splotches of red on his chest, his face is flushed, eyes dazed. I stare at the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. I’ve never seen someone so responsive. I’ve never rimmed someone that tastes as divine as he does.His hole is spared. The pink has bloomed to red, the muscles relaxed a tad from how much I just rimmed him. My thumb caresses it gently, because I cannot resist a pretty ass.He shivers as my thumb drags across it.Holy fuck.I’ve never seen someone as responsive as he is. His nipples pebble on his chest, I long to take them in my mouth, but they will have to wait.“Sweetheart?” I call patiently.His hands are trembling when they come up behind his ass cheeks, he tentatively holds them apart, unsure of how much I want it. The perfect pucker remains the way it was, his creamy skin in his hands barely stretching.“More,” He pulls at his skin, his ass winks at me as he tries to get it rig

  • Recipe for disaster   HOLD YOUR ASS OPEN FOR ME

    The thought of wearing a gag should not be this exciting. I’ve been excited over a shipment of Pine Mushrooms, because of how rare they are and what they meant for our beauty products.I can recall how I’d been too jittery to sleep, so I waited outside the farm to receive the shipment myself. I thought I’d never feel as excited as I’d been then when I finally laid my eyes on the mushroom.Until this moment.A gag. I know I’ve been on the naive side of sex and everything it entails, but I didn’t think it involved a gag. So it shouldn’t excite me so much to think about being gagged for him.“Not today.” he informs me as he leads me up to the front porch of his house.I try not to let my disappointment show, but he’s very good at reading me, because he simply chuckles, pushing the door open and stepping aside to let me go first.“There’s something else we have planned for today.” he informs me, stepping in directly behind me and shutting the door. And just like that, the current betwee

  • Recipe for disaster   ASS EATING

    DOMINIC WHITMOORE“And if I become your sub? Will that make it fair?”With a tentative bite of his upper lip, his finger still on my throat– burning me with his touch, his weight on my hardened cock. Plus the question he’s asked me with his eyes wide and innocent. I can still see traces of nerves in his pretty eyes.I grip his waist a little too tight after that.“Is that really what you want?” As much as I’d like nothing more than to take him right now, show him how fair it, I need to know he’s choosing this by himself, for himself. Not for anything else.He nods shyly.“You understand that becoming my sub means handing over your control to me?”Again he nods, I squeeze his waist to offset the excitement racing up my spine in full speed. He leans into my touch.“I need you to use your words, baby.”He lets out a quivering breath, “Yes. I trust you, completely.”That declaration is bold, it’s all I need, all I’ve waited for. It gives me a head

  • Recipe for disaster   THROAT HICKIES

    Dominic is perfect.Really, he is. We’ve had chefs from all across the world over the years back home, and they were a few record holders in the midst. But none of them ever made food that tastes half as good as Dominic’s. I know because I finished the entire bowl of bisque and almost asked for seconds.The only thing that prevented me from asking was because I wanted to leave space for the lobster rolls, and the promise of raspberry mousse.“You’re going to get me addicted.” I say to him as I bite into one of the rolls. He chuckles, reaching between us to wipe off crumbs from the side of my mouth. I smile in thanks.“If that’ll keep you coming back for more.” he tells me,And my stomach does that swoop thing it’s been up to since I made the trip from school here. I’m not sure I even listened during the last class. All my mind could focus on was the tons of orgasm waiting for me here.I’m starting to recognize the double meaning behind his words.“I’ll pack up the rest of the rolls

  • Recipe for disaster   THE MOST DELICIOUS DISH

    DOMINIC WHITMOORE My staff at November 4th has been staring in confusion since I got here this morning. I still haven’t come up with the main attraction for our anniversary. But I’ve been on calls with the other aspects of the ceremony.Their stare could also stem from the fact that I sought for the particular shade of red lobster. Rejecting two before finding the one that closely resembled the color of Dimples’s cheeks last night.Thinking of last night, and my dick takes notice. Chubbing up at the thought of him. Last night had been a dream. The way he melted right into the bed after, his long lashes resting on his still pink cheeks. Then he fell asleep.I could have easily dropped the call, but something about his softness while he slept drew me in. I’ve always been the type to nurture, it’s an instinct. And so I wanted to make sure he was fine.He did take a lot of steps for me last night.And now, like I promised, I’ll feed him lobster. I reme

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