Through the Dom's Lens

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Authors: Doris O'Connor
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction, BDSM, Interracial, Romantic Erotica
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His damn prick
almost jumped in excitement at being so close to her velvet heat, and he swore.
    "Of
course I do. Why?"
    "Because
I'm clean and I'm on the pill. Have been since I was a teenager, so, please,
Sir. I want you in me, just you. No barriers."
    Neither
one of them moved as they stared at each other, and Junsako released his tight
hold on her hips. With a sigh that rivaled his Sally lowered herself slowly until all of his cock was surrounded by her tight heat. With her eyes
closed and her mouth slightly open she was utterly breathtaking, and when she
started to slowly rock up and down his cock, Junsako couldn't tear his gaze
away from the sight of her riding him. He grasped the sides of the bath to stop
himself from taking charge.
    The
feel of her silken walls tightening around his dick drove him to the brink of
release in record time. Without any barriers every sensation was heightened,
and he ground his teeth as his balls drew up, and the pressure built at the
base of his spine. The rhythmic waves of her internal walls told him she was
close, and her movements grew more urgent. Her fingernails dug into his
shoulder, and he welcomed the slight pain. It kept him focused on keeping his
own release at bay.
    "Look
at me, pet. I want to see you when you fall apart."
    Sally
opened her eyes, and her pants grew frantic, as she struggled to go over that
cliff.
    "I-I
can't.   Please … help me."
    It
was all he needed, and Sally gasped when he grabbed her hips, lifted her almost
all the way off his dick, and then slammed herback down. He thrust up
at the same time, impaling himself completely in her clenching cunt, and Sally
screamed, as her orgasm burst from her at the same time his ripped through his
body.
    Water
splashed over the sides, extinguishing the candles closest to them on the
floor, and with Sally shaking in aftershocks he shot his cum deep inside her
body. He allowed himself two more deep pumps into her core, before Sally
collapsed on top of him, and he shut his eyes, and simply cradled her to him.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    Sally
woke up the next morning with only the haziest memories of having gotten back
here in the first place. Not that it mattered, not when she was pinned in place
by Junsako's heavy arm across her waist. His large hand grasped her breast, one
of his legs was flung over hers, and his cock hardened against her ass, when
she gave a little wiggle. His rough hair on her ass cheeks still smarted a little, and Sally grinned as happiness suffused her whole
being.
    She
could so get addicted to kinky sex in general and Junsako in particular. One
thing she did remember with crystal clear memory had been the way he'd said “ make
love”. Her heart turned into a jackhammer again, just as it had done last
night, and she closed her eyes and allowed herself to believe that he'd
actually meant it.
    "My
pet is thinking too much again, it seems."
    Junsako's
sleepy rumble into her shoulder sent a shiver of need down her spine, and she
turned to be able to see his face. He smiled at her, and she grinned right back at him.
    "Morning,
Sir."
    His
smile deepened, and he kissed her nose.
    "Not
too sore this morning, I hope?" he asked.
    "Nothing
I can't handle. Why? Is there something I can do for Sir this morning?"
    His
cock twitched against her thigh in answer, and she giggled.
    "May
I?" she asked, and at his nod she scooted down to take his shaft as deep
into her mouth as she could. Junsako groaned, and she stepped up her efforts as
the first drops of his pre-cum coated her tongue. Sally had never been a huge
fan of going down on a man before, but with Junsako this, too, was a heady
experience. His thigh muscles tensed, when she grazed his length with her
teeth, and she smiled round his thick girth at his whispered, "Fuck,
girl."
    Before
she could bring him to release, however, he'd pulled her off him and flipped
her over so that she was lying face down on the bed. He nudged her legs apart
with his thigh and then

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