Novel & Cerita Fem Dom Sex Stories

On the examination, on the bed was a naked woman. Her legs were opened wide and restrained. Each leg was on a vertical pole with the lower part of her legs resting on them while her ankles were bounded, making her look as if she was in a squatting position but only on her back. Her eyes were covered by a red eye mask while her hands were tied on top of her head to two other restraints. In front of her, the Dom sat on a small chair with wheels so he could move around easily. His head was in between her legs as his mouth was licking and sucking on her. His hand was on her breast kneeing it while the other was busy going in and out of her in rapid motions. You could see her moaning but could he

Kira immediately dug her fingers in his short-cropped hair. Dom carried her over to a plush red leather bench. He released her and positioned her on her knees, over the bench. His hand came down suddenly and smacked one ridiculously round cheek and as she clenched in surprise and he drove into her from behind. Kira ’s legs instantly began to quiver as he hit her G-spot and a new, startling orgasm radiated through her. Dom didn’t stop, even as her fluttering pussy drove him insane. He continued to plunder her deep recesses and one orgasm rolled into another.

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.

“No. I just…don’t want to have to think about sex. I want to surrender my body to a man who pushes me to my sexual limits so I can experience the ultimate pleasure and give it back to him in return any way he wants it.” “Have you ever been in this type of sexual relationship?” “No. I haven’t had many lovers.” “How many?” “Three.” It figured. Domini was as innocent as he’d feared. “So if you’ve had little sexual experience or exposure to a dominant male, how do you know so much about this?” Color tinged her cheeks. “I don’t…well…besides reading romance novels with a bit of a domination theme. I realized that type of sexual relationship was what I was looking for.”

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

So he pushed her gently down on the bed and climbed over her. Seeing his strong body and stiff cock above her made her breathe heavily and begin to writhe under him. He was careful with everything, kissing her, fingering her, bringing her to a peak and then calming her back down. He watched her moan as she released years of yearning to be touched, until he didn’t think he could restrain himself any longer. As he pulled back, she started pleading for more. He quieted her with a kiss and slowly leaned into her, inch by inch, pressing himself into her, holding her down so she couldn’t wrap her legs around him and make him move faster, until he was deep within her. She moaned in the stillness of

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

It wasn’t careful. "More! Please. Wreck me," Emy pleaded as he tried to match his pace, desperate for that feeling of pleasure. Jack set a relentless pace, and each thrust shook Emy’s entire frame. The slap of skin on skin, and the wet sound of their joining, filled the quiet kitchen. Emy’s cock, which was trapped between his stomach and the cold stone, leaked steadily. “This is what you wanted?” Jack grunted as he leaned over, and his chest pressed against Emy’s sweat-slicked back. One hand fisted in Emy’s hair, yanking his head back to expose his throat. “To get fucked like an omega? To take it?”

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.