Female Domination Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Taught to Obey: Stretching Her Pussy for the Step-Father The Midnight Intruder: Fucked While My Husband Sleeps The Office Orgy: Taking the Whole Boardroom Stuffed and Satisfied: A Debt Paid in Semen The Step-Brother’s Claim: Marking Her Ass as His Territory The Frat House Slut: Taking Every Cock In Sight Double Penetrated and Degraded: The Maid’s True Calling Pussy on the Edge: Used Until She Could Barely Walk The Master’s Debt: Taking It All From Every Side

She saw it as a good sign because she was hot, irresistible to some extent once she got naked there was no saying no to her. "Your womb is so cold you cold hearted bitch. No kid can survive there, worse than the arctic" "Yet you enjoyed having sex with me. So much that you masturbated with my photos in your bed. Do we have a deal?" "No, never. Dom whatever you want with me but Id rather die than sell them out"

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Just the pictures alone made more juices flow from her pussy and her nipples harden to points, pressing against the soft fabric of the t-shirt. "Are you a dominant or submissive?" read the headline on the home page. "Explore your hidden feelings," the message encouraged her. "Read the messages from people who embraced the lifestyle. See what works for you. You could be missing out on complete sexual fulfillment." Her eyes widened at the pictures of women on their knees, hands bound behind their backs, large cocks filling their mouths. Wearing collars of all kinds-leather, thin metal, some studded with jewels-as they knelt at the feet of their master, narrow metal clamps tightened on their ni

“No, Tatum, not at all. It’s just...we told him that was a dumb thing to ask. You’re already under so much stress and we know you’d never say no to Nat. Plus, just months before, he’d asked one of us to take care of those needs for you.” My eyes bulged at what I heard. “Excuse me? what?” Remy sighed. “He wanted us to handle the sex stuff for him. Because he couldn’t anymore and you seemed so sad and lonely. We were like, ‘Hell no. We are not doing this.’ But he said he would rather the next man you sleep with be familiar and not a stranger. But we said nah, so I guess he concocted this Coverts plan.”

I had long dreamed of being used harshly by a dominant woman, while Karen had fantasied for years about having a man under her control. Being real was the key, as neither of us had any interest in the theatrical kind of BDSM role play that you see so often in femdom erotica. In my fantasies, the woman in control would want to hurt me because it excited her sexually, but she didn't need to scold, insult or ridicule me while doing it; as odd as it might sound, she was nice to me about it... even apologetic.

Daniel in my mouth while Marcus fucked me from behind, Liam’s fingers rubbing tight circles over my clit until I sobbed around the thickness in my throat. Liam on his back, me straddling him, Daniel behind me opening my ass with careful, slick fingers until I was shaking and begging for more. Marcus holding my wrists above my head while the other two took turns between my legs, trading places every time I started to come down, keeping me riding that razor edge for what felt like hours. I lost count of orgasms.

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

His fingers dig into the soft flesh of my waist, marking me, claiming the space. "Julian never left a mark on you," Dominic says, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. "He was too afraid to be a man. He treated you like glass. But you aren't glass, are you? You’re flesh and blood, and you’ve been starving for a hand heavy enough to hold you down."

He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them rough, his fingers digging in, then sliding one hand down to finger her pussy while she kept riding, his thumb circling her clit, making her arch back and cry out even louder. I stood there, watching him fondle my fucking best friend, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room, and I felt sick, used, like everything we’d had was just a lie. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, my voice broke as I whispered, “Alex… Alex!” Tyla’s eyes snapped open, she froze for a second, then scrambled off him, her pussy still glistening from how wet she was, his cock shiny and hard, pointing up like