1. Eden's Apple


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: StableNight, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    loved to explore and go on an adventure. The girl who relied on her daddy to support and comfort her. Amy buried her face in Mac's neck and wrapped her arms around his back, returning his embrace. She laid there on top of him, quietly clinging to him. His body was tight and warm. She could feel the blood pumping through the veins in his neck. His pulse was almost as quick as hers. He was excited, and the fact that she was the object of his excitement washed over Amy like a blissful drug. She felt strangely powerful, but that she derived her power from his desire for her. They clung to each other for several moments as Amy grew comfortable with Mac's touch. Her conscious mind was trying to fight back. She was in a sex club clinging to a man more than twice her age, alone in a back room. He could overpower her at this very moment and take her, consenting or not. Amy conceded that even if she could, she wouldn't put up much of a fight. Amy became aware of her lips, softly pressed into the side of Mac's neck. The musky smell of the thin layer of sweat teased her. She needed more... Her tongue slipped out of her parted lips and pressed against his skin. The salty taste of the hard working man stimulated the tip of her tongue. She widened her lips and pressed it flat against his neck, lapping up more of him. Mac responded by rubbing her back softly. "Good girl, learn daddy's taste," he said in a warm, paternalistic tone. "Oh my god," Amy thought as her body shuddered. This was ...
    starting to get out of her control. She paused. Her conscious mind was telling her that she was being humiliated, treated like a pet. But her will was weakened by his confident voice. She needed to please him, to hear his praise once more. Her caution successfully defeated, she resolved to dive deeper without fully considering where it would take her. She began lapping more vigorously at his neck, cleaning his neck obediently. Mac cupped the back of her head lovingly, encouraging her. His other hand pressed harder into Amy's back, rubbing more firmly. She could feel her shirt riding up, exposing her lower back. He pressed his fingers against the cleft just above the crack of her ass. Her hips moved with his touch, pressing against him. Mac pulled her enthusiastically licking mouth away from his neck and gripped her arms. He rolled the two of them over, her back pressing into the soft cushion and the hard man pressed against her front. He gripped her wrists, forcing them above her head and pinning them. His piercing eyes dug into hers as she lay beneath him. A touch of fear entered Amy's heart and she tried to pull her arms free. Mac pressed more weight into his hands, pinning them harder and more painfully. After a moment of struggle, her arms went limp, surrendering the effort. The fear became helplessness and tears began welling in her eyes. She focused on the length of his body pressed against hers. She noticed her stiffened nipples were digging into his chest and realized ...
«12...91011...1718»