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One night after hours of being a lone in this house of ours, I get worked up over watching so cute little romance movie. My wife isn’t home to help me, I think to myself so I might as well help myself. We’ve had a fight, and you’ve been sleeping in the spare room until we cool down. I’ve been missing you.
I get a little devilish smile on my face, travel to our bedroom and go to our drawer of toys. Finding the biggest, hardest rubber dick.. Already feeling the dripping juices trying to escape my fat pussy lips I smile in anticipation of that big cock slipping into my tight pussy.
What gets me even more excited, is not knowing when you’ll be home. Not knowing if you’ll catch me in the act. My clit tingles with the anticipation of maybe getting caught. I strip down to the nude, start pinching my titties while thinking of your pretty, soft mouth and tongue ring sucking on my pussy lips. Pushing hard against my sensitive clit. Think to myself, I should wait for her to get home.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements of mind control and drastic attitude changes from intaking substances. Read at your own discretion.
All characters in this story are fictional and are above the age of 18.
**Love pill**
**Chapter 1**
I tried covering my ears with my fingers, but my sistersâ voices still leaked into my room.
Lucia sighed a drawn out exhale. I could hear it so clearly, as if my elder sister was next to me and not in the living room conversing with our younger sister.
âI donât know whatâs wrong with him,â Lucia was saying. I could hear the frown in her voice, all silky smooth and rich. She was always hanging around people with extreme wealth and so she slowly morphed her tone to better suit her environment. âDo you think we should do something about it?â
âWhat could we even do?â My younger sister, Ava, replied. âHe doesnât listen to us and heâs locked himself in his room doing god knows what.â
âShould we tell him?â My eldest sister sounded unsure.
âNah,â Ava replied.
I almost shouted back to inform them I could hear every word they were saying, but I held my tongue.
The day passed by in a breeze. Miami did not disappoint. The steamy session that morning with Jack and Annie had set the tone of sexy excitement for the remainder of the afternoon. We walked along Ocean Drive enjoying all it had to offer. Drinks flowed. Laughter followed. Lust filled the air as evening fell. Â
We happened upon a little club with a live band and decided to enjoy the music for a bit. Jack was a vibrant type, who thrived on being in the mix of things. As we made our way to a small table in the back, he reached to me and pulled me out to an open area in front of the band. It was too small to be considered an actual dance floor, but that didnât matter to Jack. He wanted me in his arms. He needed me close to him. And I was more than happy to let him pull my little body into his for a while.
*Summer*
I screamed â***FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!***â in frustration.
As my body tensed and convulsed but a strong pair of arms and legs held me in place so I couldnât moveâŠâŠ. much.
A hand was firmly wrapped around my neck but there was no pressure as to block off my air way as my head was cradled in the personâs arm and shoulder.
I felt Gabeâs massive cock pressing against my back as he firmly held me against his body keeping me from thrashingâŠ.or closing my legsâŠ..or try to get away.
Thatâs if I wanted to get away that is.
I lightly whimpered as my body relaxed after having yet another orgasm *denied* from exploding in my body as Gabeâs hand moved away from my pussy.
And I was so close too.
Gabe repeated his question, âWhat happened Summer?â
I panted as I spoke loudly, âI already showed you!â was my answer to his question.
He smacked his impressive large hand against my moist plump pussy lips sending pain and pleasure up my body causing me to lightly yell out in pain before groaning.
This hunger is back again. It coils through my belly, caressing under my breasts. It slides through my veins as my breath sharpens. Curling under my jaws, it tightens my salivary glands, my mouth flooding with moisture. I lick my lips as the desire in my belly reaches my head.
My knees weaken as the image of a cock between my lips burns in my mind’s eye. My lips part, ready for service.
Walking through the crowd is torture. My eyes find so many. I want to walk up and offer. Be a public cocksucker or either a bent over slut in a stolen corner.
It’s lust talking. Even knowing it, I wish I could give into it. Society won’t let me.
So the hunger will gnaw at me today, despite the temporary distractions.
I will feed it later.
Last nightâs fuck had been everything she needed. It had been so intense that there were vestiges on her body. The red marks on her waist, the tenderness in her breasts, the mild soreness in her insides. Her Dom had truly outdone himself.
Aftercare the night before had been focused on her. After guiding her on a journey to the stars, he was the tether safely bringing her back down to Earth. Sunday morning was the time to focus her care on him.
When he rolled onto his back, she slipped between his legs and laid her tongue on his morning wood. After all, âone who cares must meet the cared-for just as he is: as a whole human being with individual needs and interests.â It just so happened that her Domâs individual needs and interests were orally fixated. What a good fortune that so were hers.
Her licks started out gentle, a slow build up not to startle him in the midway state between sleep and consciousness. She knew her warm breath and slow teasing along his shaft, down to his balls, were enough to harden him awake. A quiet grunt was the first success indicator.
Chapter 5 – Morgan’s Friends
Weeks go by and we are meeting at my house to fuck at least twice a week, sometimes three. It is the best thing going in my life and helping me to get over my loneliness. And because we decided it was just a sexual thing and not a relationship, I don’t feel guilty about not waiting long enough for grieving. I mean, Morgan is great and sweet, but I know I can’t handle anything too serious right now. And if I’m not with her, I’m thinking of Morgan and thinking about filling all of her holes with my cum.
One week, after some great sex as usual, Morgan asks “Hey, Dan, would be open to being involved in the bedroom with another couple?” Damn, I think, is there any kink this woman doesn’t have? But, seeing as her kinks have led me to the best sex of my entire life, I have to be open to it. “Um, well never really thought about it. It was an absolute non-starter with Melissa so I never really pursued it. However, things with you, are, to say the least, different. So, yeah, I guess I would be open to it.”
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Cindy always knew her boyfriend was a little bitch. He was always asking how I was doing and making sure I never lifted a finger, just like the good little bitch he was. It’s always handy to have a loser wrapped around you finger. Honesty most men are so needy, they want this or that from you. At least this loser knows his place, grovelling at the feet at women.
As I lay on the sofa alone I felt my feet feel a little sore and the remote was all the way on the TV stand. A queen like me shouldn’t have to walk to get what I want.
I opened up my phone to message the loser.
“Come to my apartment boy”
Recently I’ve been calling the simp “boy”. I’m sure he’s telling himself it’s just a cute shortned version of boyfriend. But deep down he must know he’s just a little bitch.
Ugh where is he? It’s already been two minutes. As i was pondering my eyes started to close. I leaned back into the soft sofa and I drifted off to a blissful sleep.