Tasting the Forbidden Fruit of Fetish

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As she sat across from me at the bar, I couldn’t help but notice the stunningly hot woman that seemed to be chatting up everyone around her. Her tight black dress hugged her curves in all the right places, and her long dark hair cascaded down her back in soft waves.

I watched as she winked at the bartender and took a sip of her drink, savoring the taste. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to taste her, to explore every inch of her tantalizing body.

As if sensing my thoughts, she turned to me with a sly smile and asked if I wanted to come back to her place. Without hesitation, I said yes.

We made our way back to her apartment, fingers intertwined. As soon as we got inside, she pushed me up against the wall and kissed me with a raw passion that left me breathless. It was as if she had been waiting for this moment just as much as I had.

She led me to her bedroom, where she had set up a variety of fetish toys and equipment. My heart was racing as she began to undress me, revealing my naked body to her hungry eyes.

She started by teasing my nipples with a feather, then moved down to my hardening cock. With her skilled hands and mouth, she brought me to the brink of orgasm before backing off, making me groan with frustration.

Her dominant streak soon became evident as she tied me up and began to explore my body with a variety of toys. Her hands roamed everywhere, finding all my most sensitive spots and teasing me mercilessly.

As she brought me closer and closer to the edge, I realized that I was experiencing a pleasure beyond anything I had ever felt before. It was as if she had unlocked a secret part of me that I never knew existed.

Finally, as I was on the brink of release, she untied me and allowed me to orgasm with an intensity that left me breathless. As I came down from the high, she held me close, whispering words of comfort and reassurance in my ear.

As we lay together in the afterglow, I knew that I had tasted the forbidden fruit of fetish, and I never wanted to go back to my vanilla methods again.
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