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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 gorgeous 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 wondered

She came a lot

Ugly orgasms gorgeous 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 gorgeous 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.-

NSFW: yes

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