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MuscleyandCute -> How to fuck a Domme and call her a pig at the same time (6/8/2007 12:13:10 PM)
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I heard this stuff about how Dommes dont like fucking or something and how penetration is male domination.
So I thought I would write a scenario that might paint it in a female Domination tone and base penetration entirely on contextual interpretation. I thought I would go one step further though and call her a pig as well to see how far I could go lol.
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I gently caress you like you are delicate and bueatifull sculpture only worthy of the most attentive and carefull touch, kiss tenderly with my eyes closed like I have just won the world cup and you are the trophy and how greatfull I am. As far as you want it, even if you said stop I would stop even If I was really enjoying because your the boss I am only happy when you are happy, its what I thrive on to give you what you deserve and desire. Run my fingers through your hair. All the senses I would use
not just touch, but smell. I would take in your scent. One big relieving sniff of you and your wonderfull female smell. Touch as I caress you. Sight as you see into my eyes and my body language and facial expression, you see from my eyes how much I am really completely in awe of you and how much I get out of pleasing you. Hearing as you hear my primal like sounds of groans of pleasure i make which express more to you than words ever could, smooth sighs of pleasure which heightens your experience, you stare into my eyes looking down at me, soaking every minute of my masculine touch on your perfect body and you see in my eyes how I am completely under your spell that I want so much to please you and I see in your eyes how much you enjoy this, there a huge greed in your eyes but not one to feel guilty for, an immense look of demanding almost angry greed in your eyes and you are not afraid or ashamed, your a complete pig and your going to exploit this innocent resource of worship as if nothing is enough but you know the more you want the more I want to give. You lean into me, your breasts brushing against my chest...and you whisper close to me so queitly yet with the tone of a thousand screaming orders that you want my cock to penetrate you, insert it into your pussy, spread your lips, lick its tenders edges, lubricate you, satisfy you completely. You position yourself, then I look into your hungry eyes that consume me with your desire which forces my penis into you. Your face has an entertained snide look that you own me as I am engorged and enveloped by you in a spell of non-ending repetative ecxtasy. You start to notice a vacant yet obsessed look as I fall so far and I am so entrenched I forget everything around me, I cannot hear or see I am blind. There is nothing to me except the feeling now. You watch me like a girl with her wind up doll toy that you have set off, almost like a cat watching its prey squirm as it dies. Your human dildo. A strong torrent of spunk punches you inside.
You have to be there really, its not the same in words I suppose.
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