Dom Sex Novels & Stories

I haven't been sleeping very good these last few days. Damitri is well hes more of the pleasure Dom kinda guy but he's way more in to edging, bondage, degradation( even I was surprised by that one) even wax play, its offten calls Sentation Play. During our times together we've noticed I get off more on cold sencations more then hot so we offten use ice and a few other things he's picked up at a sex shop. when all three of them are together its a sentation over load but fucking hell is it amazing.

"I do have a couple. But before I answer you have to tell me which ones are you talking about." "Why?" "Because if its the anal, or the butt plug or the nipple clamps, then the answer is maybe." I don't tell her the maybe depends on her own. "And the others?" "The others, well you'll have to find out later." "But." "No, gypsy. Later." The elevator doors open and we walk out into the garage. "But I will tell you that, I am a dom." "What does that mean?" "It means," I stop and turn her so she is facing me. "It means that I enjoy making my partner submit to me. It means that in the bedroom I make the decisions."

Or perhaps my own desperate libido is simply overriding common sense. Picturing the heavy weight of his massive, tattooed arms pinning me down has been a recurring intrusive thought since yesterday. "Tragic," sighing heavily, I slump back into the chair. "A massive waste of prime real estate. So, a girlfriend? A wife hidden away in a dacha somewhere?" “No," Dom says, her expression turning slightly serious. "He doesn’t date." "Never?" “Never. Hookups only." That piece of information settles in my chest, forming a heavy little stone of realization.

she said in a sultry voice. “Me too, shall we?” Laixa and I got up and Dominus moved over to his wife where he proceeded to lay between her legs. She grabbed his shaft and guided him to her flower. As he entered her she gasped and said, “Girls, do your thing.” Laixa and I giggled as we moved into the position Domina liked to see us in. I would be on top with my face between Laixa’s legs and she under me where she could lick my pussy.

I ask "Uhhh...I'm supposed to be in a regular Dom/Sub relation" ~Alex We all chuckle and again Elise came to rescue "They mean what are you in? Hardcore stuff? Light? All fluff? Daddy under disguise" "Oww...uhhh...no not hardcore. I...I don't know really" ~Alex "We can help you find out if you want" ~Dante Alex's face is as red as a tomato, I couldn't help laughing, and he seems like a cool guy all innocent like this.

“I’m a daddy dom. I like taking care of my submissive, but I’m also a pleasure dom. For me, it’s all about my submissive’s pleasure.” “And Tyrone?” “The same.” “He’s a daddy dom too?” Michel nodded. I hesitated a few seconds before I asked the question. “Is David one too?” “David is a…primal dom.” Michel smiled. “A primal dom is someone who’s into a primal kink or fetish. Basically, he becomes the hunter and you become the hunted. It involves scratching and biting and all that animalistic stuff.” “Oh.” A chuckle from somewhere in the room broke our silence. My eyes snapped over to Tyrone as he entered the kitchen. I watched him as he walked into the kitchen and searched through a few cabinet

I mean, we had only done it with a toy, just one time and that couldn't really be considered sex. This was different. I liked the sex this time with his father. I had wanted it and I had gotten it. I should be worried, but I didn’t want to freak myself out or send myself running for the hills now that the adrenaline rush had slowly wore off. Domenico appeared from the door he had disappeared into, a wet cloth in his hand. He smiled when our eyes met, and he winked at me. That made blood rushed over my ears. "Spread your legs, baby, I'm going to clean you up. And bring out all the cum I shot inside." He said with a smile.

“Fuck, I might have to come just so I can fuck you harder, baby.” “You-you can do that, Daddy?” I may not have had sex, but it’s pretty well known that men don’t have multiple orgasms like women do. I’ve heard plenty of people joke that sex is done when the man is done. But Damon is talking about it like that’s not the case. Like he could go once and then go again… “For you, princess? I can do anything.” Damon’s hips buck forward, giving me his whole cock. An explosion of sensation overwhelms my nerves, and I cry out again as he bottoms out inside of me, claiming me and making me his.

She didn't know where these words were coming from but they were spilling like a tap left open. "Woman!" Dominic squished her cheeks and turned her to him, swearing when she flinched at his tone. "You just gave me the best sex of my life! Do you have any idea what sort of self-control I am yielding right now to not make love to you on every surface in this house?" Make love? Did he just use those words? "I want to continue having sex. You don't understand-" "Pregnant women are always horny." Dominic grinned. "I know, I am a responsible husband and father, remember?"

Keegan roared, his pace turning frantic as the base of his cock began to expand into a massive, hard knot. "Ahhh!" Sammy screamed as his body fractured, his omega core convulsing violently around the Alpha's shaft in a shattering climax. Keegan let out a deafening howl, his hips locking tight against Sammy's as his knot fully expanded, trapping him against the wall while a torrent of thick, hot seed filled Sammy's tight depths, spilling over and dripping down his trembling thighs. He held Sammy pinned there, pulsing heavily inside him until the swelling slowly began to fade, their chests heaving in unison as they leaned together for a deep, breathless kiss.