CreativeDominant
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Again...Hey there Insty...and I agree with you about trapped...but what do you suppose that "True" and "Real" dominant would think of you or I for doing such a thing?
Final Installment of Chapter I
Slowly, so as to not make a sound, he inched
closer. His big, dark hands reached forward and
closed ever so gently around the hem of her
skirt...****
Her breathing quickened as she felt herself pulled
deeper into Kel's kiss and a tremor ran through her as
she felt his hand bunching the material of her blouse.
His hand tightened on the satin material bunched in
his hand and he pulled down hard suddenly, scattering
pearl buttons at their feet.
****His hands pulled her skirt up over her ass slowly.
His observant gaze took in her bare ass cheeks,
erotically framed by the straps of her garter belt and
divided by the lacy string of her thong. He nodded to
himself in appreciation of the sight. He lightly
squeezed and caressed her pale globes, marveling at
the beauty of the contrast of his ebony hands against
her ivory skin. He bent his head forward and pressed
his lips to the invitation that was the
delicately-scented skin of her neck...****
She felt the delicate stroking across her buttocks at
the same time that she felt the violent pull at her
blouse. Time seemed to slow as her thoughts tumbled
and jumbled together. HOW COULD SHE FEEL HIS HANDS IN
HER HAIR AND TEARING AT HER CLOTHING AND YET...FEEL
HANDS ON HER BOTTOM? HOW COULD SHE FEEL HIS MOUTH ON
HERS AND YET...FEEL LIPS ON THE BACK OF HER NECK? And
yet...even as these questions were formed and asked by
her intellectual side, her sensation-loving side
caused her to press her body back against the skilled
fingers that were touching her ass so sensually, then
forward again to the hardness pressing against her
from the front. She shivered briefly at the barely
perceptible touch of the lips against her neck as her
eyes fluttered open and met Kel's already open,
playful ones with a question in her own blue ones.
Kel felt her lower body move back and away from him
and then push against him again, even as her eyes
filled with questions alongside the lust expressed
within them. In partial answer, he pushed the halves
of her torn blouse aside and traced his fingers
against her belly, adding another element to her
amorous dance as he felt her stomach draw in at his
touch. Her movements aroused him further and he felt
himself lengthen and become harder. To finish
answering her question, he reluctantly broke their
kiss and firmly grasped, then pulled on her hair
so as to turn her head so
that she too could see behind them.
His dark eyes met her questioning ones as her face was
turned towards him. Only then did he lift his mouth
from her neck and smile, baring his straight, white
teeth. He opened his mouth and scraped his upper
teeth down from her hairline to the nape of her neck.
Despite the question he read in her eyes, she shivered
in response to his teeth and he chuckled. He raised
his mouth from her neck and spoke to her in a voice
deep and slow: "Hello girl. My name is Wes and you
will also be MY pet tonight. My white bitch." As if
to emphasize his possessive words, at the same time
that he spoke them his fingers snapped one garter
strap and then the other against the bare flesh of her
ass. He chuckled again as he saw first surprise, then
pleasure pass over her face as a gasp escaped her
lips. His eyes never leaving her face, he began
tonguing his way back and forth across the nape of her
neck as he again filled his strong hands with her ass
cheeks and began to knead them,
occasionally slapping them lightly.
She slowly swiveled her head, bringing her eyes back
to Kel and she saw the smile on his face. He kissed
her ear and in a tone that was soft enough to be
intimate and yet, still be heard by both her and the
man behind her said, "That's right, sweet babygirl. I
promised you that your passion would be stoked and
then sated tonight and it will be. You are OURS
tonight, my sweet nasty fuckslut. We are going to take you to
the heights...and depths...that you have only dared
express to me in breathless nighttime or playtime
whispers." As he finished speaking, he began biting
down the side of her neck, his eyes on hers.
Leigh's eyes studied his. In them, she saw the
encouragement and caring of her partner but still, her
senses reeled. Two men. Two very dominant men. One,
her partner of long standing, the other a very
handsome, strong man. One white. The other black.
They were both within her sight, as she was held
captive between them. Her nostrils were filled with
the differing scents of each man. With her own scent.
The realization that part of the scent was due to the
sexual arousal of all three of them caused her to
whimper. Her legs seemed ready to give on her; the
way the men had her sandwiched between them kept her
upright even as this same sandwiching added to the
feeling of weakness. DID SHE WANT THIS? Then,
becomeing aware of the wetness between her nether
lips, she knew. In her heart, her mind, and her
body...she sknew.
"Oh God...yessssssss," she cried softly even as she
felt both men's hands grip her hair and pull her face
to first one man, and then the other, for a heated
kiss.
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RE: Arrrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh! - 
Here comes the final installment of Chapter I...
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