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She moaned as he teased her clit, rubbing in slow circles that made her knees buckle. He lifted her onto the counter, spreading her legs wide. His cock looking thick, veined, throbbed against her entrance. “Beg for it,” he demanded, his dominant side emerging. “Please, Matthew, fuck me,” she whimpered. He thrust in hard, filling her completely, stretching her walls with each powerful stroke. The sensation was electric—his hips slamming against hers, balls slapping her ass, her pussy clenching around him greedily. He pounded relentlessly, one hand pinning her wrists above her head, the other rubbing her clit furiously. “Come for me, wife,” he commanded, and she shattered, waves of orgasm cras

Pushing my hips forward, I slowly began grinding against his face, head thrown back due to ecstasy. He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure ripping through me. He pressed his tongue deeper, sucking and flicking me with practiced strokes. My fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him close. Ethan had removed my gown now, such that it was hunched up at my waist and my nipples were bare, standing proudly under the dim kitchen lights. His large hand moved to caress my left breast before taking the other bud into his mouth. The dual sensation made me let out a loud moan.

The walls of her pussy gripped my digits, begging for me to stay within her, pumping my fingers in and out of her, i sucked on her nipples. Antenna writhed underneath me, thrusting her pelvis up to my touch. I took my time to torture her, drawing out the pleasure. I noticed she was so close to orgasm, i removed his hand from her pussy and licked my fingers. “What are you doing?” she asked. “I’m tasting my submissive.” i licked her cream loving the taste like I knew I would. “Just like I thought, you taste perfect.” She moaned. “Please, Sir, touch me.”

She sucked me deep, her throat working as she took as much as she could, the wet, sliding sounds filling the quiet office. The way her lips gripped me, the friction of her tongue—it was a sensory overload that made the very air in the room feel like it was vibrating. I watched her, the way her cheeks hollowed, the way she seemed to worship every inch of me with a hunger that matched my own. She was a natural, a complete slut for the sensation, and it was driving me over the edge. Every time she looked up, her gaze was a challenge, a silent demand for me to stop being the authority figure and start being the animal she craved.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

Submission Intro- This is a lesbian erotical, a dominant at heart goes all submissive on her partner. Roxy's P.O.V. Her hands caught my shoulders, pinning me and holding my body taut. She moved her arms down the length of my body, getting reacquainted with my curves.

The fact is I had to take my chance and tell him. So I explained everything to him. I told him what my marriage was like, and what I was craving during that time. I told him about finally realizing that I was a submissive, and I wanted to find someone to give myself to. I told him EVERYTHING. We sat in silence for a few minutes. I went to stand up, and walk away because I felt so much shame in having this desire. He grabbed my arm, and pulled me right next to him so our bodies were touching. "Sami, listen to me. I've been in the lifestyle for 25 years. I understand your need to submit. I get it. I need to dominate as well. I have known you for many years. The stories your

I snap. “Anyone else?” “No, sir.” The two men exchange looks. Thirst Trap nods. “Good girl. You get another reward.” A sigh of relief escapes me as Thirst Trap resumes his position behind me and continues getting me off with his hand. His skin against mine makes the experience so much better. Within no time, the pressure builds again, even stronger this time, and my inner muscles start to tighten. My legs start to shake, and First Guy tightens his hand around my throat, making me feel like I’m floating. Rhythmic contractions of my core muscles follow as I hit an explosive climax.