18+ adult consensual kink fantasy story.
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He pulled down her skirt and robbed her of her dignity
I say robbed, it was more of a heist
He had stolen her heart in a story
A lurid dark provocative little tale
Something that pulled her in
Made her cross and uncross and bite her lips
She’d scroll on the phone up then down again
Rereading the particulars
The way the words almost part her own legs
Like her parched lips
A tall drink of coffee or tea
That hot shot that just started her day
Eat pray love and all she could think is fuck fuck fuck
She loved how he made her feel naked and seen through her words
She wasn’t just soaked
She was flooded
Her body began to feel like it would cramp up without him
Pulling her hair
Lifting her leg
Pressing her up against the wall and cupping her blouse
Her bosom
One two three buttons ripped
He didn’t care
She didn’t either
She was soaked the moment the leg got lifted
He could smell her lust
And he loved it
The way she would bite her lip so hard it nearly bust
How time and space fell away from whatever normality when she read his words
She got perky
Really really perky
Her clit felt like his tongue was directly massaging her with each word spoken from him
Into prose
Swallowed by her brain
And sent down and deep
Through nerves and pulses
Shooting electric
Into all of her vitals
It didn’t matter her hormones
The time of the month
Even her mood mere moments ago
It would pull her in
Grip her cunt like a he could fishhook her mouth with his fingers
She’d feel her heart beat
Butterflies in the stomach circling over and over
Dark hot flashes of bondage and lust
Of spirituality and surrender
Of building a life and universe within a moment
She didn’t just feel Hsi reverberations
It’s stirred her
Connected her to her first excitations as an adult for her own sake
That hot naughty exploration
She felt owned by him even though he hadn’t asked for her yet
She clung to her clothing
She felt the words pulse over and over
Like a string of pearls passed over her clit
The beads rubbing as she rubbed
That chaotic beautiful connection
The trust built inside her
That he would take her hand
And place his around it
And get her
Where she needed to go
He wasn’t a lothario
Nor a Casanova per se
Just a Dom and deep fucking communicator
A sub whisperer
Pulling her into madness every time she saw his work
It wouldn’t just stay still you see
It lived and breathed and grew
Changing and forming and shifting
Pumping thrusting and pulsating
The deep clit sucker of a thought
She came a lot
Ugly orgasms beautiful ones
Her legs would shake like jelly
She’d feel like he pressed his hand down on her heart when he wrote into her
Attention and intent
She knew he had many
She didn’t care
She wanted to be one of the chosen
To feel so fucking alive
He spoke to her trust
Her safety
And wild uncertainty
Stirred things up and made her wetter than galloping on top of a stallion
She felt strange giddy things
Nervous but also reassured
A quiet deep repeating confidence
That she craved it
She opened herself up to him
She accepted her deepest values
She was unattached
And she felt his fucking prose inside her head
Her heart
Her cunt
Her dreams
Her buttocks
Everything pulled tongued degraded stimulated and elevated
She would pant for him
Eventually the madness grew to the point she would be openly grinding against things
Just to feel him more
So he took that energy
And extracted its potency
Crystallized it into a fine beautiful structure
And put it here to age well
And fucking melt her
And she melts
And melts
And reaches out
And melts more
And cums more
And it’s all she can do not to run to him
To throw herself at him
Just for a moment or wet hot acceptance
Perhaps to get
A forehead kiss
She came heavily
He smiled at her
Cleaned her with his tongue
Kissed her like he was breathing oxygen into her life
And she already knew
She was one of his
-Fin.-
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/106860n/and_it_repeats_the_dom_and_the_sub_mf_m34f20