The Love of Ownership
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
26
Views:
18,791
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
26
Views:
18,791
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
Disclaimer:
This is entirely my work, and being realistic fiction means that most characters are based off of real people I know and have gained permission. Any resemblance to things in your live are entirely accidental.
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Happy 1 year anniversery everyone!!!!!
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I was laying on Krys's bed, completely naked. He was kneeling above me, equally naked as we made out. His hands were wrapped around my wrists, holding them against the bed above my head. I moaned loudly as his lips left mine and began to attack my neck. My body arched against him as I moaned his name, begging for him to take my body. He obliged me quickly, our teenage hormones taking over as we fucked while his parents were out of the house for the weekend. His hard shaft slammed into me as I moaned in pleasure. He was thrusting as hard as he could, but I could tell that he was straining to hold my hands down and thrust effectively. He continued to thrust for a bit longer, before the always running engineer thought process made a realization. I could see the idea brewing in his eyes before he stopped and reached over the bed, taking his belt from the bed and bringing my hands up to the headboard. He pulled the belt around one of the posts, and wrapped the one end of the leather around each of my wrists a few times before locking the belt, leaving my wrists pinned and unable to move. I gasped as he returned to fucking me, the lack of movement in my hands making his thrusts feel better and better. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I didn't want it to stop.
He fucked me for a few more minutes, before he turned me over. We'd learned the pleasure of doggy style a few weeks ago, and it had quickly become a staple in our sex life. I moaned as his cock filled my pussy from behind, hitting the deepest point on every thrust. My wrists were still bound, which forced me to hold onto the bed to prevent myself from slamming my head into it. My pussy began to contract around his cock as I reached the edge of my orgasm, “Oh, Krys... Krys... Spank me!” I don't know why I said it, but I don't regret it in the least.
His hand came slamming down into my ass, causing the small layer of fat that came from my mothers Latino heritage to ripple as his strong hand marked my ass. The blow caused me to cum immediately, making me scream his name as my body rocked with orgasm. He continued to spank me as he thrust, his other hand resting on my back to keep his balance. I shivered as my orgasms cascaded through me, causing Krys to loose his balance and begin to topple backwards, out of reflex, he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as he regained his balance. The pain, mixed with the pleasure was unbearable. I came hard against him, my pussy milking Krys to an orgasm of his own. Our bodies collapsed together on the bed, my arms still tied to the headboard.
I whimpered as his cock slipped out of my pussy, we were too exhausted to talk, but somehow Krys got my wrists freed and I wrapped my arms around him in our post-coitus cuddle. We rested for a few minutes before Krys was finally able to formulate a thought and ask “What was that all about?”
I moaned, trying to get enough of a grip on myself to respond to his question. “I... I don't know... I just... Ohhh.” another orgasm washed over me as I thought of him pulling my hair while I was tied up.
“You like being dominated don't you?” His voice was soft, yet commanding. It was a voice he had never used before and it made my pussy throb just hearing it.
The only response I could give him was a whimpering moan and a nod of my head.
His voice became a dangerous silk as he stroked my cheek. “That's good, my love. I am very much into dominating.” I felt his shaft harden against my ass as he whispered this confession to me.
“Mmm?” He had never mentioned it before, and by the amount we talked, I was sure I had a pretty good grasp of the man I had fallen in love with. The fact that he had hidden this fetish from me until now made me wonder what else he kept from me so I wouldn't be scared off.
“Is that okay, Angel?” his voice lost it's sensual age as he became worried.
The sound of his nickname for me made me smile as I answered his question, “Yes, I... I just... Why didn't you tell me before?”
He kissed my shoulder, his unshaven cheek brushing mine as he explained, “I'm into domination, but I don't tell my lovers so they don't feel obliged to do it.”
I nodded softly, “I don't mind, I'll let you know if things get to be too much.”
“Okay, Angel.”
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I was laying on Krys's bed, completely naked. He was kneeling above me, equally naked as we made out. His hands were wrapped around my wrists, holding them against the bed above my head. I moaned loudly as his lips left mine and began to attack my neck. My body arched against him as I moaned his name, begging for him to take my body. He obliged me quickly, our teenage hormones taking over as we fucked while his parents were out of the house for the weekend. His hard shaft slammed into me as I moaned in pleasure. He was thrusting as hard as he could, but I could tell that he was straining to hold my hands down and thrust effectively. He continued to thrust for a bit longer, before the always running engineer thought process made a realization. I could see the idea brewing in his eyes before he stopped and reached over the bed, taking his belt from the bed and bringing my hands up to the headboard. He pulled the belt around one of the posts, and wrapped the one end of the leather around each of my wrists a few times before locking the belt, leaving my wrists pinned and unable to move. I gasped as he returned to fucking me, the lack of movement in my hands making his thrusts feel better and better. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I didn't want it to stop.
He fucked me for a few more minutes, before he turned me over. We'd learned the pleasure of doggy style a few weeks ago, and it had quickly become a staple in our sex life. I moaned as his cock filled my pussy from behind, hitting the deepest point on every thrust. My wrists were still bound, which forced me to hold onto the bed to prevent myself from slamming my head into it. My pussy began to contract around his cock as I reached the edge of my orgasm, “Oh, Krys... Krys... Spank me!” I don't know why I said it, but I don't regret it in the least.
His hand came slamming down into my ass, causing the small layer of fat that came from my mothers Latino heritage to ripple as his strong hand marked my ass. The blow caused me to cum immediately, making me scream his name as my body rocked with orgasm. He continued to spank me as he thrust, his other hand resting on my back to keep his balance. I shivered as my orgasms cascaded through me, causing Krys to loose his balance and begin to topple backwards, out of reflex, he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as he regained his balance. The pain, mixed with the pleasure was unbearable. I came hard against him, my pussy milking Krys to an orgasm of his own. Our bodies collapsed together on the bed, my arms still tied to the headboard.
I whimpered as his cock slipped out of my pussy, we were too exhausted to talk, but somehow Krys got my wrists freed and I wrapped my arms around him in our post-coitus cuddle. We rested for a few minutes before Krys was finally able to formulate a thought and ask “What was that all about?”
I moaned, trying to get enough of a grip on myself to respond to his question. “I... I don't know... I just... Ohhh.” another orgasm washed over me as I thought of him pulling my hair while I was tied up.
“You like being dominated don't you?” His voice was soft, yet commanding. It was a voice he had never used before and it made my pussy throb just hearing it.
The only response I could give him was a whimpering moan and a nod of my head.
His voice became a dangerous silk as he stroked my cheek. “That's good, my love. I am very much into dominating.” I felt his shaft harden against my ass as he whispered this confession to me.
“Mmm?” He had never mentioned it before, and by the amount we talked, I was sure I had a pretty good grasp of the man I had fallen in love with. The fact that he had hidden this fetish from me until now made me wonder what else he kept from me so I wouldn't be scared off.
“Is that okay, Angel?” his voice lost it's sensual age as he became worried.
The sound of his nickname for me made me smile as I answered his question, “Yes, I... I just... Why didn't you tell me before?”
He kissed my shoulder, his unshaven cheek brushing mine as he explained, “I'm into domination, but I don't tell my lovers so they don't feel obliged to do it.”
I nodded softly, “I don't mind, I'll let you know if things get to be too much.”
“Okay, Angel.”