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Slave of your body My first time with him
Damn it, that's blackmail. Just as I was about to turn around, I feel someone unexpectedly grab my hand and pull me towards him with a possessive gesture. I'm surprised to see that emotionless face, that no longer has the same spark it had when he was next to me. For a moment, my anger disappears and turns into concern. What's happening to me? Have I become soft? Without warning, he takes my hand and pulls me towards him. His closeness throws me off, and makes me flush and ignite. I look around for any soul that might see us. "The neighbors." "You left me alone, and the worst part is that you came with him. What are you doing with that bastard?" He shouts with anger, leaving me static with his attitude. He approaches and eliminates any space between us to possess my lips. He sticks out his tongue, and runs it over my lower lip. He looks at me. Then he runs it over my lower lip again, bites it until I open my mouth, and finally kisses me. He sucks my mouth in such a way that I am
Slave of your body Confessions
Slowly, I rise, feeling my legs fragile, I stand up and then lift my gaze to lock eyes with that handsome man who looks at me with desire and anticipation. Slowly, my gaze scans down and stops when I see how his hands massage that... Enormous... Ufff... I feel my body start to burn, slowly consuming me. I lick my lips and my eyes darken with desire. He smiles at my reaction. Unable to move, I indulge in watching his hand masturbate his huge penis. Mmm... I wonder what that succulent hammer tastes like? I'm on fire, my body starts to heat up, my breathing becomes heavy, and my heart races. Am I a whore? Ash... I don't care what he or the whole world thinks of me, but I sure do enjoy that hammer in my mouth. Enough said! I inhale. I close my eyes. With sensual movements, I lower the straps of my white bra, then unhook it and throw it out of sight, leaving my breasts exposed to the sexy daddy's gaze. Before I make my way to him, I strip off my tiny panties. "Kneel..." he orders. With
Slave of your body I love you
I respond with a kiss that I enjoyed spending time with him and getting to know him in every way possible. And what his ears wanted to hear is that there is no problem with his departure, we have already spent some time together, and although my body wants more, that doesn't mean it won't happen again. Everything I said has left him surprised, to the point where he tells me that next time I'll stay at his apartment, or he'll stay with me. He wants to experience what it's like to be with someone for more than six or eight hours straight. The last part made me laugh, he gets out of bed and starts looking for his clothes to get dressed while I stay admiring his naked body. He's a man who has it all, from head to toe. Now I can say he's got good material, not to mention those muscles that I've touched and enjoyed. Damn, my heart won't stop beating, and my vagina is craving more. "It seems like you love tattoos?" "Very much," he nods, finishes putting on his jeans, and hurries to put
Slave of your body A morning quickie
I spent an entire afternoon and night looking for my friend Alexis, that message was too immature of him. He can't just tell me he's going to disappear! My anxiety keeps growing and growing, this morning I woke up feeling depressed and honestly, I don't feel like going to work. This house feels lonely without my aunt, and now I'll feel even worse at work because my cowardly friend decided to leave. Stupid thoughts cross my mind about why I hung up the call and why I couldn't ask him to explain what was happening or going through his small mind. I'm not sure if he's in love with me, maybe it's all a lie, so his saintly mom won't die thinking her son likes the same sex. Determined, I leave the bathroom, as I've given myself the opportunity to spend more than half an hour in the bathtub. I toss my towel on the bed after drying myself off, so I can put on my clothes and go to work, even though I still have time. "I like you better without clothes," I startle at the sound of a voice in
Slave of your body Difficult morning
"I try to move, say something that will make Alexis stay and that Harry won't take offense. Of course, Alexis is my friend first and foremost, and more so because he didn't leave like I read in that stupid message. "Can I come in?" he asks. "Here, I want to give you this bouquet of flowers and tell you to forgive me." His gaze is both sad and happy. "Forgive you?" He can't say that to me, nor should he be joking around. My heart races at the sight of him, and I want to cry because he hasn't abandoned me. "Idiot, I thought you had left like you said," I give him a small smile. "I want you to forgive me," he lowers his gaze. "I'm too sorry, and all I want is for you not to think I'm a crazy person who doesn't know what he wants." He extends the bouquet of roses and chocolates. "I'm confused. I want to believe what my mother says, but I'm also unsure of my lies. Please, I need your help." "Someone is rushing their funeral." That old woman is to blame for all of this. She's put too m
Slave of your body Threat
+ "Shit, I don't want to do this, but my mother is dying, and I have to do a little to make her go happy. Please don't ask me to stay or choose between the two because I won't do it. I love you as a friend and more than that, never as a sister because that's sick. I hope you forgive me for leaving and not having the will to stay with you." It breaks my heart, I can't bear to see him like this. "I'm ashamed to tell you that I don't like men, that the person who drives me crazy is you, that my days stop being gray the moment you came into my life. Please... I don't know who I am." He's suffering more than me, having a family that only hurts and confuses you, that's terrible! Alexis is sacrificing a lot of things, for now, the guilt of his mother's impending death is making him a damn submissive, not knowing that he's destroying himself, that he can't put aside what he likes because his mother doesn't accept it. "You can go, I hope you find what you're looking for and that it's not to
Slave of your body Becoming the sensation
+ Arriving at my workplace, I was surprised to find Pamela waiting for me. I imagine she's here to hear the gossip about what happened downstairs. I settle into my desk, drop my purse to the floor, and let out a deep sigh before telling her that I'm ready to start answering calls again. She looks at me and, after blinking, tells me that I have to tell her what happened because my break time has been moved up. She grabs my arm and pulls me, and in an instant, I grab my purse and stand up, following her lead. Without looking around, I tell her that she's exaggerating and that she can't drag me away because the others already have topics to discuss, including what just happened. She takes me to the break room, which is a few meters away from my workspace, and as we walk, she tells me that I have to tell her what the woman wanted. A few minutes ago, the woman came looking for me, intending to have me fired, but as she turned around, she received another call that surprised her. The per
Slave of your body Possessives.
+ I parked my motorcycle in the house garage and after planning my night, I walked towards the exit humming Karol G's music. Is it the new trend of the year, or is it just because I love listening to good music? "Good evening, may I speak with Miss Alexandra?" With a serious look and his hands in his pockets, he walks slowly toward me. "It seems like she's very busy, and I'm afraid you'll tell me that you're too tired." Nervously, I look around and grab his hand, pulling him towards the house. Once inside, I close the door and before the neighbors or the driver see us arguing, I tell him to make himself comfortable. But he insists that he doesn't want to talk here and that he needs to go to my room because he's feeling a little tired. I try to persuade him otherwise, but when I said the word "alone," I remembered Mrs. Paulita, so I tell him he's won, and we can get comfortable in my room. When we arrive in the room, I lock the door. I don't want anyone outside or us to be surprise
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