FANTASIES AND KINKS: A Smutverse Of Dirty Sex Stories
“Moan for me sweet thing. Let me hear what kind of slut begs for a knife at her throat while she's being fucked.”
Then he presses the blade flat under my jaw, so close to cutting my skin open that I get scared, and the full on fear drives me over to the very edge.
I come undone, squirting across his cock, and convulsing as he fucks me harder through it.
As his thrusts grow ragged, he leans in close, brushing his mask over my ear.
“This was my fantasy too,” he growls.
“I’ve been watching you, stalking you if you'll call it that, and I been waiting for the night you’d beg for the same thing I’ve dreamed about.”