She holds him close to her, taking in those words. Never. To never hurt her. She trusted him and knew that he wouldn’t. He was kind and gentle (even as kinky as she was starting to realize he was). She trusted him. She loved him.
He felt so good inside her, so big and making her feel full. She was slowly stretching to take him as he filled her more and more, almost like a slow build of pushing into her. He made her feel more full then she had ever felt, but she loved it. She craved it and more, needing him and his huge cock in her, to take her and make her feel breathless and he was already doing so. With every push deeper into her, with every controlling touch and with how his hold on her neck became a little tighter, she felt herself becoming wetter, feeling herself stretch yet clench around him.
She looked up into his eyes, trying to keep them open as he completely filled her. She was slightly panting to keep her breath, and helps to move her leg, feeling the stretch in her thigh slightly, but she felt herself more open for him nd that felt good. This experience was different but in the best of ways. He was making her hazy, yet she was here with him and knew it. It was like the experience was only them, they were the only ones in the moment. And to her, they were. She moans as he talks to her, his voice rough from the actions they were doing at the same time, but the words, Daddy, sent shivers up her spine and she felt herself clench more around him as he talked to her like that. Fuck he made her feel so good. She opens her mouth and her breath hitches at first as she tries to talk before she answers him, her voice soft, “yes, Daddy,” a shiver went through her as she called him that again, “I love you fucking me…” she takes in another breath, “you feel so good, Daddy.”
John’s eyes rolled back as he watched her lips part and the word ‘Daddy’ slipped from it. It seemed effortless… which just turned him on even more. The love and trust they shared meant that he could be her Daddy. She could be his baby girl. They could do the naughtiest things to each other and it would all be done in the name of love. “Mmm, fuck, baby girl, I know you love that cock, don’t you?” He leaned closer, moving her thigh aside from his chest for the moment and held her neck and throat. John brought their lips together and kissed her deeply, letting her wrap herself around him.
“Hnngh, fuck.” He felt her tighten around him as she moaned out Daddy and that caused John to go faster. His hips moved quickly, now popping against her slender ass and thighs. The smacking of their flesh was only countered by the lover’s moans and the wet sound of his huge cock punishing her cunt. “There you go, mmm, fucking shit, that feels so good… fucking you so hard… you like that big black cock baby girl? You want it all the time, don’t you?” He could see the way her eyes were dulling that she was slipping into that sexy submissive mindset. Fucked out and loving it. It made him pound her harder and want to do even more naughty things to her incredible body.
John held her hips, leaning back now and watching her take it all. Every inch of his massive black rod was in her, bouncing her body under him, her tits shaking back and forth. “Mmmfff, shit, fucking shit, take it, baby girl, take all that Daddy cock!”
All those who knew the respectable lawyer, knew how proper and poised she was. Never in the tabloids for the wrong reasons. Well, that was a bit of an exaggeration. She had made the tabloids for her hook ups sometimes, like leaving a gala with someone she hadn’t gone with, or something along those lines. But, such instances were few and far between.
So, no one would’ve expected that under that dignified persona was a minx who was making full use of the privacy that the chateau afforded her. She had a vibrator buzzing inside her, thrusting in and out of her dripping, pink pussy, when she attempted to tease one of her contacts with some of her photos in delectable poses. She knew she looked like a snack in all of those, and that Luke would be squirming for her.
However, as she was nearing her orgasm, mere seconds away from it, she was jolted by a realisation. Instead of sending it to Luke Brandon, she had accidentally forwarded those photos to her own older cousin, Luke. The horror! Wrenching the vibrator out, she flung it into the bedside drawer before slamming it shut and jumping off the bed. Quickly she tied a robe around her naked form, and marched down to her cousin’s room.
“Luke!” She called out, giving his door a few quick, urgent knocks, while hoping against hope that he’d not seen the message from her. Her cheeks were already flushed pink in embarrassment, matching her robe. “Luke, it’s urgent. Could you please open the door?”
Raising his head from his book, the smile slowly crept across his face as he heard the knocking on the door. He knew she was rapidly coming this way to hopefully say he hadn’t gotten anything that could… embarrass the poor girl. Oh, if she only knew. The thought of her naked with that vibrator plunging in and out of her was so sexy and hot, he was already swelling just imagining it being something else. Luke was half naked himself, chest bare, loose pajama pants on his bottom as he lay back on his bed. His cock was lengthy and thick, not quite hard, but certainly pressing a significant outline against his pants that went halfway to his thigh, it looked like.
He tried to sound as nonchalant as possible. “Come in… it’s open…” he called out to his cousin, then pretended once more to focus on his book like nothing at all had happened. Seeing her state of dress, he realized that thanks to the hard nipples that shown through the robe top, she had to be naked underneath that. Now that started him getting even harder and he averted his gaze back to his book. “What’s up?”
She gently sucks and lips his tip, her hand gently rubbing him as well to work him up. She felt him get harder in his hand and as he did, she would slowly begin to take more of him in her mouth. As he pushes gently on her neck to force her to take more of him, she obeys instantly, feeling more turned on as he gets more controlling of her. The way he exerted control in his actions, in their relationship, how he basically radiated it was always such a turn on. She loved how he controlled her, how she could be her dirty submissive self around him, the most herself she had ever been with a person before. She loved how he made her feel safe in their relationship and to be herself, and she loved him so much.
As he begins to lift her dress a little, she wiggles her ass for him a little to keep enticing him. She leans her ass up a little more when his fingers trace her back hole, smiling against him and takes more of him in as he drives. When she feels his fingers trace her pussy, she moans more, knowing full well she was wet. He was so easily able to do that to her. She felt wet almost every second she was around him.
Henry was biting his lip and supressing the urge to pull his hand from the wheel to hold the back of her head. Yet she was good – the perfect submissive kitten – and soon she was bobbing deep on his thick length on her own. This allowed him one, to just enjoy it, and two, to focus on playing with her pussy and ass. His fingers dragged along her juices and spread them over her underside, coating her ass and pussy in her own arousal. His fingers slid all over, teasing and tempting, pushing into her core and wiggling back and forth. How he loved her ass up in the air like that, she looked amazing.
His cock throbbed in her mouth. The way her tongue worked over his member was nothing short of amazing. “Mmm, fuck, that’s right, baby girl, suck on Daddy’s cock, such a good girl for me… shit…” The slurping noises combined with the moans turned him on so much. It was often a challenge to not simply blow his load in her mouth or all over her face when they got like this. It was only the deep love of fucking her ass and making her cry out for more that kept Henry’s needs in check.
As the man moved on top of her, she let out a soft giggle. She closed her eyes as the man’s beard rubbed against her soft flesh, this was what she needed to relax. Time away from the politics and the drama in exchange for private moments with her lover. Padme moved her hand to run though his hair as her legs were wrapped around him. She could feel the man grinding into her as he started to stimulate her body once more. “Those recording could be useful to the both of us, I can’t play it in the apartment and touch myself at the thought..” She whispered as a breathless moan left from her lips. “Though I know we both prefer the real thing.”
The Jedi master waved a hand in the air and a console nearby came to life. A moment later a small orb floated up into the air, spinning around to lock onto their interwoven bodies like one lidless eye. It focused and started recording. “Sexy,” he told her as she talked about touching herself. “I love that you think of me when getting off,” Obi-Wan hummed. The small recorder flew around, zooming in and out as needed. They’d have some great material moving forward to enjoy. “Maybe I’ll give you something to really watch that makes you tingle,” he winked. The man’s beard tickled all the way down her ribs and stomach until he was between her legs. The camera zoomed in as his tongue started to lash back and forth over Padme’s clit, fingers teasing her pussy and ass.
Tom’s hips rocked as he pushed deep into Ellie’s core. He’d been delighted to discover her kinkier side. The more time he spent with her, the more he felt himself falling for her and so it became more and more natural for them to talk to each other about dirtier things as well. But not, it all wasn’t dirty. Anything they wanted to do to each other, they did. And it was amazing. His hands ran along her bound and helpless body. Listening to her moan through her gag, fingers closed around Ellie’s nipples, twisting and pulling as his cock pumped in and out of her repeatedly. “Hnngh fuck you feel good,” he panted, biting his lower lip, feeling how soaked she was for him. “You like it, baby girl? You like me fucking your helpless body?” It was so incredibly hot.
Watching him, Kyra played with the idea. Finally she spoke, “So anytime your dick is hard, I get a text to come over. We fuck, and then I leave?” She crossed her arms as she studied the suave man.
He seemed to ponder it for a moment but nodded. “Pretty much,” Stephen said. “But I’d block out a few hours of your night if you do get that text. I don’t just do some five minute wham bam thank you ma’am and you’re back home watching Seinfeld on TBS with my load in your ass… just saying…”
It had been a hell of a party. Jason had sent off the last of their guests and came up to the bedroom to crash, finding his (wife/fiancee/girlfriend/sister/cousin/etc.) already in bed, drunk and half asleep. She was also quite naked, and he liked the view. Well… he could go for a piece of that. “Baby… baby wake up, we need to fuck…” he said, stripping off his clothes and climbing onto the bed. His hardening member rubbed against her ass cheek as he turned the tipsy sleepy girl onto her back. “Mmm, gonna stay asleep on me?” he hummed, getting the lube from the nightstand. “All right, I can do it myself…”
“There you go,” Michael said as he locked the collar around the girls neck from behind, having tricked her into looking away. The amulet, infused with ancient magics, immediately made the where susceptible to the desires of the other. “Now, let’s talk a little more about how turned on you are right now.”
Stephen enjoyed a good early morning workout, using it to clear his mind and wake him up for the day ahead. Practiced hands slammed into the wooden wing chum dummy repeatedly, blocking and punching, muscles tight. He caught movement over his shoulder and paused, panting and sweaty. “Morning, just give me a moment and I’ll be out of your way,” he said to one of the few other early morning risers at the gym.
Man of Infinite Muses Original 
