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Slave of your body Contempt
My entire body tenses up, and I bring both hands to my purse, squeezing it tightly. I close my eyes, allowing myself to be completely overwhelmed by the sensations. I bite my lower lip, and despite the driver still being here, moans escape my mouth, one after another. "Good girl," he encourages me while increasing the intensity once again. Without exaggeration, I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I try to maintain my composure, but the more I hold back, the faster he goes. I feel my legs weakening, my breathing slowing down, and the urge to undress increasing. The effort of holding back was starting to make my stomach ache. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back any longer; I leaned forward and then backward, leaning back onto the seat. For seconds, I couldn't stop shaking; wave after wave, ecstasy shook me from head to toe. I had to control myself from fainting, although my body was betraying me; my forehead was drenched, and drops of sweat were sliding between my breasts. The vibrator w
Slave of your body Jealousy
Entering the car, the man who saved me closes the door and then exhales heavily. I bite my lower lip to prevent myself from crying or screaming in anger, telling myself that I am a warrior and won't let anyone trample on me. Ah, I deserve all of this because I brought it upon myself. What am I doing here? The man doesn't take long to get in and after fastening his seat belt, he tells me that he doesn't mean to pry, but the lady noticed that my pants are wet. I feel embarrassed, I didn't intend to touch myself. I curse inwardly, I let out the fluid I expelled when I climaxed. "Don't worry, that's why I'm not concerned, and I thank you for that, although it wasn't necessary," I turn my gaze away, and my expression hardens as I see Harry still talking on his phone, oblivious to my departure. "A lady is a good person, but when it comes to her son..." "What do you mean?" I question, now he has all of my attention. "Are you telling me that...forget it, you can think whatever you want
Slave of your body My first time with him
Damn it, that's blackmail. Just as I was about to turn around, I feel someone unexpectedly grab my hand and pull me towards him with a possessive gesture. I'm surprised to see that emotionless face, that no longer has the same spark it had when he was next to me. For a moment, my anger disappears and turns into concern. What's happening to me? Have I become soft? Without warning, he takes my hand and pulls me towards him. His closeness throws me off, and makes me flush and ignite. I look around for any soul that might see us. "The neighbors." "You left me alone, and the worst part is that you came with him. What are you doing with that bastard?" He shouts with anger, leaving me static with his attitude. He approaches and eliminates any space between us to possess my lips. He sticks out his tongue, and runs it over my lower lip. He looks at me. Then he runs it over my lower lip again, bites it until I open my mouth, and finally kisses me. He sucks my mouth in such a way that I am
Slave of your body Confessions
Slowly, I rise, feeling my legs fragile, I stand up and then lift my gaze to lock eyes with that handsome man who looks at me with desire and anticipation. Slowly, my gaze scans down and stops when I see how his hands massage that... Enormous... Ufff... I feel my body start to burn, slowly consuming me. I lick my lips and my eyes darken with desire. He smiles at my reaction. Unable to move, I indulge in watching his hand masturbate his huge penis. Mmm... I wonder what that succulent hammer tastes like? I'm on fire, my body starts to heat up, my breathing becomes heavy, and my heart races. Am I a whore? Ash... I don't care what he or the whole world thinks of me, but I sure do enjoy that hammer in my mouth. Enough said! I inhale. I close my eyes. With sensual movements, I lower the straps of my white bra, then unhook it and throw it out of sight, leaving my breasts exposed to the sexy daddy's gaze. Before I make my way to him, I strip off my tiny panties. "Kneel..." he orders. With
Slave of your body I love you
I respond with a kiss that I enjoyed spending time with him and getting to know him in every way possible. And what his ears wanted to hear is that there is no problem with his departure, we have already spent some time together, and although my body wants more, that doesn't mean it won't happen again. Everything I said has left him surprised, to the point where he tells me that next time I'll stay at his apartment, or he'll stay with me. He wants to experience what it's like to be with someone for more than six or eight hours straight. The last part made me laugh, he gets out of bed and starts looking for his clothes to get dressed while I stay admiring his naked body. He's a man who has it all, from head to toe. Now I can say he's got good material, not to mention those muscles that I've touched and enjoyed. Damn, my heart won't stop beating, and my vagina is craving more. "It seems like you love tattoos?" "Very much," he nods, finishes putting on his jeans, and hurries to put
Slave of your body A morning quickie
I spent an entire afternoon and night looking for my friend Alexis, that message was too immature of him. He can't just tell me he's going to disappear! My anxiety keeps growing and growing, this morning I woke up feeling depressed and honestly, I don't feel like going to work. This house feels lonely without my aunt, and now I'll feel even worse at work because my cowardly friend decided to leave. Stupid thoughts cross my mind about why I hung up the call and why I couldn't ask him to explain what was happening or going through his small mind. I'm not sure if he's in love with me, maybe it's all a lie, so his saintly mom won't die thinking her son likes the same sex. Determined, I leave the bathroom, as I've given myself the opportunity to spend more than half an hour in the bathtub. I toss my towel on the bed after drying myself off, so I can put on my clothes and go to work, even though I still have time. "I like you better without clothes," I startle at the sound of a voice in
Slave of your body Difficult morning
"I try to move, say something that will make Alexis stay and that Harry won't take offense. Of course, Alexis is my friend first and foremost, and more so because he didn't leave like I read in that stupid message. "Can I come in?" he asks. "Here, I want to give you this bouquet of flowers and tell you to forgive me." His gaze is both sad and happy. "Forgive you?" He can't say that to me, nor should he be joking around. My heart races at the sight of him, and I want to cry because he hasn't abandoned me. "Idiot, I thought you had left like you said," I give him a small smile. "I want you to forgive me," he lowers his gaze. "I'm too sorry, and all I want is for you not to think I'm a crazy person who doesn't know what he wants." He extends the bouquet of roses and chocolates. "I'm confused. I want to believe what my mother says, but I'm also unsure of my lies. Please, I need your help." "Someone is rushing their funeral." That old woman is to blame for all of this. She's put too m
Slave of your body Threat
+ "Shit, I don't want to do this, but my mother is dying, and I have to do a little to make her go happy. Please don't ask me to stay or choose between the two because I won't do it. I love you as a friend and more than that, never as a sister because that's sick. I hope you forgive me for leaving and not having the will to stay with you." It breaks my heart, I can't bear to see him like this. "I'm ashamed to tell you that I don't like men, that the person who drives me crazy is you, that my days stop being gray the moment you came into my life. Please... I don't know who I am." He's suffering more than me, having a family that only hurts and confuses you, that's terrible! Alexis is sacrificing a lot of things, for now, the guilt of his mother's impending death is making him a damn submissive, not knowing that he's destroying himself, that he can't put aside what he likes because his mother doesn't accept it. "You can go, I hope you find what you're looking for and that it's not to
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