Femdom Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

"You're drenched. Absolutely soaked. Your pussy's so swollen, so ready." He circled my clit with one finger—feather-light touches that made me squirm. "Please," I begged again. "Stop teasing." "Tell me what you want." "Touch me. Fuck me with your fingers. Make me come." He pushed two fingers inside me without warning, and I cried out at the sudden intrusion. His fingers were thicker than Marcus's, stretching me. "Fuck," Dominic groaned. "You're so tight. Gripping my fingers like a vice." He pumped them slowly, curling them to hit that spot inside me that Marcus could never find. "And so wet. I can hear it."

Xavier followed, close enough to feel, all quiet confidence and dangerous calm. I stopped us in front of the curvy woman already bound and on her knees. Naked. Hands tied tight behind her back, shoulders pulled back, chest pushed out like she’d been trained to pose like that. Her Dom circled slow, fingers dragging through her hair like he was petting something delicate. He leaned in, whispered low—whatever he said made her shiver. She didn’t move, didn’t even flinch. She knelt like it was her whole purpose, like giving herself to him was the only thing that made sense.

Seeing she was interested, Antonio told her some of the intimate things the woman in submission could be forced to do. Then he said wistfully. "All the husbands claim there's no arousal like the one you get from watching your own wife in an erotic feminine confrontation with another woman." Smiling hopefully, he said. "It's very secretive, intimate and private. No outsiders are ever allowed. It's just what it's meant to be—a little intimate secret erotic club. "Honey... ," Molly said, smiling up into his handsome face. "I have a little secret to confide to you also," She giggled, "it's kind of embarrassing."

But he liked it when a consenting woman showed a hint of apprehension, which was not the same as fear. The real pleasure for him as a Dom was being with a woman who trusted him completely but didn't necessarily trust herself to give in to the pleasure right away. The woman's inner struggle to finally let go was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. If Little Mac wanted to go to Russia, she had to prove she could take anything and surrender to the feelings she hid within herself.

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.

He finger-fucked her while she was still restrained, his other hand playing with her nipples, pinching and twisting them. "You may come," he said finally, and Alex did....screaming as the orgasm tore through her after the intensity of the paddling. Dominic didn't stop. He kept fingering her, kept stimulating her, forcing a second orgasm, then a third, until Alex was begging him to stop. "You don't decide when I stop," Dominic reminded her. "That's not your job anymore. Your job is to take whatever I give you." He forced two more orgasms before finally releasing her from the cross.

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

What would it feel like to be locked in that cage, naked and waiting, with his footsteps approaching? I kept reading, heart racing faster. He had a list of rules for subs and that was to address him as Dom always, no touching yourself without permission, and daily tasks to prove devotion. One entry talked about a scene he'd done, binding a guy, edging him for hours with a vibrator on his cock, denying him release until he begged to be broken. Then, finally, fucking him rough while the viberator still buzzed inside him. Reading those words made me leak, my hole aching, empty and desperate. I wanted that denial, the slow build, the flood of release, the overwhelming sensation of being taken ha

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

"I'M COMING FOR MY TEACHER!" Dominic didn't slow down. He wanted to finish the story with a bang. He gave five more massive, bottoming thrusts that felt like they reached my throat. I felt my world turn into white light. My pussy clamped down on him, and I screamed as the biggest orgasm of my life hit me. "TAKE IT ALL, BELLA!" Dominic roared.