On my knees in black lace and leather, eyes wide open, I salivate. My tongue almost laps at his tip.
He stares down at me with bedroom eyes. I’ve seen that look before, once or twice, many months apart.
I stare back at him, lure him into my core.
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Premise: Liz had always fantasized about being shared, as long as Jack was present and supervising that her boundaries were respected.
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“You may eat her out now,” she heard Jack say to his friend Rod.
Liz opened her eyes and looked at the two men standing in front of her.
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Alexandra imagined herself lying on her bed, on her back, head hanging over the edge. There was a man standing in her line of vision, his erection hard and pointing at her mouth.
Andrew, she labeled the man tentatively.
Immediately after she imagined this scenario, she rejected it.
“I’m not ready,” she told herself.
Continue reading “Releasing inhibitions – part 1”
The man whose tongue is licking her nipple is dressed and suspended above her nude body. He’s gentle and intuitive, coaxing the little berry to harden and spring to action.
First one, then the other.
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“You know I won’t lead,” she said. “Or initiate…” Continue reading “Emerging submission”