Flowers of perversion... Dare to Surrender?

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The important task of literature is to create freedom, not to censor, and that is why Puritanism was the most destructive and evil force which ever oppressed people and their literature: it created hypocrisy, perversion, fears, sterility. The truth is, people are ravenous for sex, sociopaths for love. I sometimes like to daydream that if we were all somehow simultaneously outed as lechers and perverts and sentimental slobs, it might be, after the initial shock of disillusionment, liberating. It might be a relief to quit maintaining this rigid pose of normalcy and own up to the outlaws and monsters we are.

 

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The music seemed to fade into silence. It was just the two of them. He could kiss her, or he could bite her. Both possibilities were equally tempting as she looked up at him from under her long, dark lashes....

I want to feel you. I want you to touch me. My skin is craving your touch and attention. I look into your eyes, I can see the look in your eyes is of determination, lust and an animalistic hunger. I can't bear to look at you, otherwise I'll lose complete control. Knowing this you whisper to me, demanding that I look and listen to you. You tell me that unless I beg you, you will not give me what I desire most...

And yet, as your body is poised above me, your cock is teasing me. Just gliding over my skin, barely touching me. Your cockhead leaving a trail of precum across my body as you continue to tease me. Caressing my inner thighs and then rounding up my hips to my stomach. It's almost all I can do as I try to twist and turn, trying to press your cock where I want it...

Your grip becomes stronger preventing me to move any further. Again you demand I look you in the eyes to see your desire and... intentions! Your breath, as each word passes through your lips is like fire on my skin... sending waves of shock all the way to my pussy. Slowly licking my lips, watching you as you see me doing this, trying not to lose your own self control.

Still teasing me, each movement of your cock is eliciting a moan from me, I'm unable to stop them. My body is not my own. At the moment, you seem to be taking away all my self-control...

 

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The air felt thick with the feeling between us, like it was filling the room: a room full of our carnal heat, our hot desire for each other. Both my hands were clenched on the tablecloth, bunching it tightly, as he continued to swipe the belt against my quivering ass cheeks, and I could feel his tight fist yank repeatedly on my hair. I could feel his whole body trying to claim me, want me, own me in lust, and it made me feel so valuable and wanted. As I was bent over the table, I felt like I was the world to him, and he could think of nothing else, could feel nothing else: he was consumed with my body, dedicated to exploring my female sexual power and energy, He lashed the belt against my ass again, and I was starting to feel like I was some supernatural being that was more than he was. He was just human, but I felt like something from heaven, an angel from the stars, that had come down to grace him with my presence. He pulled my head back further, and I could hear his ragged breathing as his mouth came close to my ear, sounding so desperate for me. God, I was turned on so much… How beautiful lust is, when it makes you feel this way. Have you felt this yourself, do you know what I mean?”

 

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Erotic longing is really a longing to merge with something greater than oneself. For every kind of love is a force that holds the promise of taking us beyond the limitations of our individual lives.

 

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What turns me on is not what I do to your body, it is what I do to your mind.... Sometimes, the only way to make your dreams come true is to shatter them.

 

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Within the mists of time... Not so long ago, I worked in Liverpool St staton... A Store Manager, anyways we had a new girl start.. Emma.. 30, good looking, pretty, rainbow hair, large build and she thought, she was Harley Quinn.. So inside of a week, every guy I worked with, had been inside her... Lol but not me... So about two weeks later.. We were closing.. She kept on and on about how good she was.. How she gave amazing blow jobs.. How she had a pierced tongue... This carried on all night... So we closed. Just me and her... I asked..... Are you looking for a Daddy little girl? Is this why you keep offering yourself to me.. It shocked her.. She smiled and said, are you a Daddy? I said No.... I'm an Uncle... We are much more dirtier, darker, than a Daddy? So I consumed her for about an hour.... I was everywhere!! A blind man reading braille.... Get on your knees! She did.. So I said.. you give the best blow jobs??? She smiled... I said then open my trousers.. Take out my cock and prove it!!! she did as I requested... My cock looked magnificent!! Rock hard!! You could tell she was surprised... I said well that's the difference between a Man..and a boy!! She took me in her mouth and applied her skills... What she didn't know was... I had learned the secrets porn stars use to keep erect while filming and how they cum on cue!! I can go for days..... So I had her sucking and licking for about 40 minutes... Lol she was running out of steam... Defeated... Her eye make up was running... So I grabbed the back of her head.. And thrust my cock deep in her throat... Oh the look.. The gag.. The spasms... She had nothing left to fight... I fucked her throat for ages.. She was like a rag doll!! If you keep it in their throat.. They can't block it with their tongue or move it to their inside cheeks!!! You can also hold their nose closed too.. ( air play ) anyways I fucked her absolutely!!! Like an animal!! And emptied my full load into her belly!!! Let go of her head.. And let her full in a pile on the floor..... Lol she looked at me, and I simply said!! Now clean yourself up... Sweep the floor and then lock up.. Understand? She replied yes... I then left.. It's funny how light weight most people are... She never went on to me again... She just became a very Good Girl.

 

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I do enjoy naughty girls....

 

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I get the feeling you're going to push me to that point and I'm going to have to show you how far I'm willing to go to get what I want... The craft of a master is not imposing dominance, but winning submission... Anticipation is foreplay, and...pain is the purest form of pleasure. Sensuality is beautiful, and dominance and submission in the right context is a passionate art. A muse which ignites the flame of femininity, enrapturing both partners in complete euphoria, magnifying both the masculine and the feminine in one tantalising unit...

 

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This is what you want, isn’t it?” she said, tugging my hand down the front of her skirt and pressing it home into the hollow of her crotch. The material was thin; there was nothing beneath her linen skirt...

Paralysed, I watched her slump further down the sofa. She paused for a beat, then joined her first finger to a second and plunged the pair deep inside herself. Her hips rose up to meet her hand and she began to fuck herself almost viciously, raking her thumb across her clit with every inward thrust.

This wasn’t someone masturbating luxuriantly; it was like being a witness to self-inflicted violation. It told in her face. There was no pleasure in there, just manic desperation. And, oddly enough, that made me harder. If she had gasped and moaned and writhed, I could have focused on her selfishness and maintained some sense of distance. But it was so visually clear that she was only performing this act as an illustrated set of instructions, I couldn’t stop myself from falling into the vortex of it.

Even as I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my chinos, I damned myself for being weak. A black tide of self-hatred climbed my spine as I stepped around the coffee table and between her legs, freeing my erection from the confines of my boxers.

“Let’s get this straight. This is what you want,” I growled, tugging her hand away from her crotch.

She looked up at me with a sickening sort of triumph. One hand under her ass, I raised her hips. I angled my cock and shoved myself into her with all the rage I had inside me. The lizard part of my brain was determined to fuck that obscene expression off her face.

That first thrust felt so fucking good. Everything I had imagined it would be. Fiercely hot, impossibly tight – she had the angriest cunt I’d ever been in. It was monstrous, delicious. I ploughed into her over and over, bracing myself against the back of the sofa, lifting her until the blood rushed to her head, giving her pale skin a deep rose flush.

Her muscles seized me until it felt like I would never be able to pull out of her. I knew I wasn’t going to last, but it was a ghost of a thought; I didn’t care. My pulse was thundering in my ears, pushing me on, goading me to fuck her harder, faster, until my thrusts matched its rhythm.

Suddenly her back arched, her muscles went rigid and her heels dug into the back of my thighs. That initial spasm was a door swinging open. I plunged in, through her orgasm and came as hard as I’ve ever come in my life.

The vertigo was overwhelming. My knees almost gave in. It felt like minutes went by and still I could not stop erupting into that dark, angry cave. And with every spurt, I could feel my own rage abating.

When my vision cleared, she was staring up at me, her features had softened. I pulled out, let her hips drop onto the couch and collapsed into the cushions beside her... She smiled, trying to catch her breath...

 

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