“I know!” Chuck answered firmly, “It’s the idea. I don’t like to change things very much.”
And with that phrase, he got up to sit right next to May, and placing his finger on the girl’s wrist, he said.
“Changing things is uncomfortable for me. Change the way I dress or the places I frequent. It is uncomfortable.”
Chuck’s words fell on her like cement blocks, and the young woman felt the pressure on her body, and Chuck’s finger that touched her wrist was like an unbreakable cuff, in that state, May heard once more.
“What were you doing in that place, May, and dressed like that?”
May seemed mesmerized by the force of Chuck’s will, and uncertainly she said, avoiding his gaze.
“I wanted to be there. I needed it!”
Chuck got up on an impulse and began to loosen his tie. She looked at him curiously as she admired his figure, he was tall and stocky
Each impact of that whip reddened May’s buttocks, but she must not scream. If she endured the punishment with integrity, the reward would come. Chuck applied five lashes, and May breathed in relief when she saw Chuck approach with his cock in his hand.She began to lose control. Her mouth was drooling like her pussy, and when she felt Chuck’s penis entering, she pressed her lips tightly to keep from screaming. Chuck began to whip her with his hand and penetrate her with such force that May felt her every impact drive her crazy. One after another, her thrusts left her blank, and her need to bear it without sounding accumulated her pleasure right at the point of her vagina.Over and over again, Chuck impacted her, and with each impact, May’s heart skipped a beat. She felt how all that incredible sensation accumulated in her stomach and when she felt the need to scream loudly, she restrained herself. Chuck looked at her, drooling and longing, and calmly
She also got up and taking him by the arm, she said.“What are you saying ... Do you accept?”Chuck looked at her and calmly said.“It is impossible to accept something like that ...”May was surprised at his response, she thought that Chuck would certainly accept to be with her, but clearly, she had been wrong. Something was not right, curiously asked.“Why not?“Being a father is not a decision to make that way.”She felt a hint of anger at Chuck’s statement, and she took those words as if that man who, in the eyes of anyone, would be nothing more than a depraved person was giving her moral injuries, she with anger answered.“Don't worry, and you won't be a father. I just want you to get me pregnant, and I'll take care of the rest.""In that case ... I refused even harder!"Ignoring the conversation, Chuck opened the refrigerator and took out a tray with piec
Chuck smiled at those words and, bringing his mouth close to May's neck, felt her pulse quicken. He kissed her gently, and slowly they both began to give in to desire. May looked for Chuck's cock with her hands. He traveled all over May's body, feeling her sweet aroma and her firm figure.Taking her tightly, he placed her on her table, her breasts clung to the table, and he efficiently lifted her dress to expose her ass. She was carried away by the intensity as she felt Chuck's gaze on her. He took the knife and, picking an orange from the table, squeezed it over her buttocks.May felt Chuck's tongue take the fruit juice from her ass, lick it and suck it as if thirst was about to kill him. The sticky feeling even ran down her legs as Chuck firmly pulled them apart to open space near her pussy.Pulling down the shorts that he had, he exposed her big penis, and without too much pretense, he inserted it hard into May's pussy. She was feeling how that penis penetrat
She continued eating calmly, and when she finished, she got up and staring at Chuck, she said.“The next meeting. When will it be?"He looked at her with a mixture of amusement and resignation on his face, and he calmly responded."I thought this was your game ..."She felt a hint of annoyance. Being in charge of her was a new activity, and Chuck didn't make it easy. She thought for a second and said.“I will come on Friday. I hope you do your part.”Chuck nodded, and May left.May drove calmly to return to her house. All the landscapes that passed her sight were overshadowed by the thoughts of the night and the morning, and her satisfaction was obscured by the memories of what a good relationship could have been and that story of how she had separated from Chuck.He was dominant, and she had accepted his role as submissive with total calm. The satisfaction that doing it with Chuck gave her was enough, and out
Chuck began to kiss her boobs and suck her nipples gently, she began to moan madly and remembered her penalty, and with her hand, she covered her mouth, but Chuck took her hands and spoke with tenderness said."Today, you are free."And with those words, he began to kiss her madly, she could not bear it anymore, and taking Chuck's penis, she introduced it into her vagina, Chuck gently fucked her, and the cold of the water made her slowly want to reduce only to the feeling she had in her pussy.Chuck continued to gently tick her when she grabbed her lover's head and said between breaths when in desperation."Take me to that place ..."Chuck smiled, got up, and took her in his arms as if that took no effort. He walked up to the house and up the stairs took her into a dark room. He gently placed her on a bed and turning on the light, and she saw a room identical to where she had once been.Smiling at the idea, she asked."Do you have a r
Excited, May felt the night breeze accelerate with the speed of the ship and began to see the stars move over her. She hugged Chuck tenderly as he said."I will prepare dinner, enjoy the beautiful view."Chuck got up, and she watched him walk away. Sitting calmly in the bow, she could see how the clouds and the sky darkened at nightfall. The freshness of the waves gave way to intense cold, and before getting up, Chuck returned and, taking her by the hand, said."Come! I have something for you!"With tranquility, they both walked to one of the cabins where a dress was waiting for May. She excitedly took it in her arms and, looking at herself in the mirror, and she put the dress in front of her to imagine how it would look. She smilingly looked at Chuck and, kissing his lips, said."Do you still remember my measurements?"He, nodding, smirked and said."That is something I would not forget."With those words, he retired, and she
With that words, Chuck immediately started to diligently, began to perform oral sex that he loved to do so much.Chuck started, savoring the sauce from May’s vagina as if his life depends on it. May was feeling a huge ecstasy.The man’s tongue traveled every space inside her pussy, and she lost the notion of what was happening. She could no longer distinguish between the movement of the ship and her own spasms, and without saying a word, Chuck straightened up and thrust into her.When Chuck’s dick penetrated her pussy her impulse was such that she felt a small orgasm exploding in her vagina.She opened her eyes with surprises when Chuck began to attack, and each one of those impacts made her lose control, orgasm after orgasm. The sensation grew until it reached her entire body, and without realizing it, she reached ecstasy, where her pleasure exploded to such a degree that her soul left her body, and she could see herself melting with th
As if Chuck were reading her mind, he took control and touched another button. Because of that, the chains opened instantly, releasing May’s body.The first impulse was to fall on the bed and keep feeling Chuck’s cock sinking again and again inside her. When she was freed, she tied her feet to Chuck’s waist while with her hands, she praised her lover’s face towards hers to lose herself in a delicious kiss.They both moved with force while their sexes joined. The two were connected, and like their souls, their orgasms were organized. The two orgasms appeared when Chuck introduced his cock to everything he gave inside May. She squeezed it with her pussy so strong that she felt his warm semen enter her body with the hope of full freedom.Chuck fell to his side while she kissed him on the cheek. May has a conflicting feeling. She was nervous about the idea that she might have a child soon. Would she be a good mother?What about C
She knew she was. She made heads turn, and her presence alone could make even the strongest man weak to his knees. Single men, dating, married, poor or rich all wanted her, but she went for Paul thinking he was the saint he portrayed himself to be.She could have said no, but she was confused. He might change, she thought, but now he wasn’t going to.He proved that over and over again. Dorothy got tired but didn’t know how to break up with him, and she was grateful he was finally gone, although she didn’t like the circumstances surrounding that fact.“Here is your tea,” she said as she placed the cup of tea on the table before Aston in his studio. She took a few sips of hers before placing her cup on the table too. “The weather outside is beautiful today.”“Yes. Yes, it is,” Aston confirmed, although his eyes never left Dorothy. “How about we go somewhere else while this dries?” he suggested.“Sure.”Together with their teas in their hands, they walked out of the studio. Instinctively
Stella observed the interaction between the two, and once again, she knew she had lost Aston to Dorothy because he never looked at her the way he was looking at Dorothy, and that spoke volumes.Stella stood up and straightened out her dress.“I’ll check on you later, Aston, and nice to meet you, Dorothy,” she said with a smile and walked towards Steve.They bid each other farewell, and she left the room.Steve sat down in the chair Stella had just left vacant, crossing his arms over his chest again. He said with a strange emotion in his voice, “You mentioned something about you thinking Paul would change. Has he done something like this before?”Dorothy let out a heavy sigh before replying, “Yes. Yes, he has. Many times.”“Will you be able to testify against him in court?” Aston asked as calmly as he could.“Yes, I will. I think I’ve had enough of him,” she finalized.“Well, I admire your courage, my lady,” Steve commended, further encouraging Dorothy. “By the way, did you meet the pa
‘’We caught this young woman trying to force her way into the ward, and we suspect she might be part of the paparazzi,” the first police officer answered.Steve observed Dorothy noting that she looked familiar then he remembered her. ‘It’s fine, boys. Let her through.The police officers released her arms, and Dorothy threw them a disdainful look, then sent a grateful one Steve’s way.He opened the door for her, and she walked in, thanking Steve with a smile.Steve closed the door with a gentle click and faced Dorothy. “He’s right this way. I’m not supposed to say this, Dorothy, but he’s been expecting you.”Expecting her? Did he want to see her? Did this have something to do with her, or did he just want to see her? She wished it was the latter.Wait, this is Steve, Aston’s best friend and the owner of ‘From Our Hearts’ gallery, but how did he know her?Steve seemed to sense her conflicting thoughts. He sighed and then said, “I can assure you that there’s nothing to fret about, and w
She opened her eyes and brought her fingers up to see them coated with her juices— and Aston hair she had been supposedly pulling happened to be her shower curtain.She just fantasized about Aston pleasuring, but it was better than anything she had ever had with Paul, and the best part —she didn’t regret it.She wanted more of it. She wanted to make it real, so much that she was started to became inpatient and frustrated.The reality of her situation dawned on her when she got out of the shower. She stared at the ring on her finger, and for the first time, she felt trapped.The ring became heavy on her finger, and it began to feel like a heavy burden on her. She slipped the ring off her finger and placed it on the drawer bedside of the bed.Suddenly, she wasn’t sure she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Paul. She closed her eyes to picture Paul in her life as she had always done, but this time, Paul was replaced with Aston.And that moment, it became apparent to her that she w
Dorothy turned around to see Paul standing there, arms folded across his chest and his eyes shooting daggers at Aston, who ignored him, by the way.“So I’ll call you and let you know how it goes, okay?” Aston asked while looking at Dorothy, who nodded excitedly like a kid.Aston smiled and then replied, “Bye Dorothy, and take care of yourself.”“Okay!. Bye Aston, and thanks for visiting. It really means a lot,” Dorothy said, as she walked him to the door.He stopped for a moment and took a look at Paul, who was still standing in the doorway.“And you too, Paul. It was nice to meet you,” she added, and with that, he walked out of their flat without waiting to hear Paul’s grunt of a response.Not wanting Paul to ruin her mood, Dorothy hopped past the grumpy Paul happily to their bedroom, humming a song.The only thing in her head was that her art was going to be at an exhibition– something she never expected to happen.For the rest of the day, Dorothy was in high spirits humming a favor
Dorothy turned around with a smile. “Hello Mr and Mrs Harris. Wonderful weather we have today, yeah?”“Absolutely,” Mrs. Harris chirped while Mr. Harris only nodded.“Let’s go in,” she said to Aston leading the way. “How do you like your tea?” Dorothy asked as they entered her flat, locking the door behind them.“Anything is fine, thank you,” he replied with a smileDorothy walked to the kitchen, and moments later, the sound of a kettle whistling was heard, followed by cabinets opening and closing.Aston took this time to observe the interior decor of the flat. It was an average-sized flat with clean white walls decorated with prints of beautiful paintings.Different artifacts, frames, flower vases, and books sat well arranged on the shelf.Wine-colored drapes framed the windows, and the inner lace curtains remained drawn, allowing the sun rays to enter, casting a golden sheen into the living room. The decor was simple yet beautiful and welcoming.This reminded Aston of the typical co
“Oh, thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. And believe me, when I say coming from you means so much more,” she said.“I thought I was doing horribly, so I stopped painting for a while. I only began painting again when I came across your works in a gallery. I was in awe of hyperrealism. It was magnificent, and I knew I wanted to know how to paint like you,” she explained excitedly. “Meeting you here might be the best thing that has happened to me this year.”It was Aston’s turn to feel flattered, and he did ever so much. He had received a lot of compliments, but in a weird way, Dorothy appreciating his art made him feel he did something for someone, and it made him feel good.“I’m sure you’ll learn a lot from this class, and I can give you pointers if you want.”“You know I didn’t exactly enroll for this class. Mrs. Michael is my aunt, and she just allows me to join in and last week was my second time here.”“That makes sense. I didn’t think you paint. I though
For heaven’s sake, he wasn’t some teenager going through hormonal changes, so why couldn’t he stop thinking about Dorothy’s body and, even worse, smiling and blushing at the memory.‘’I guess we can now deduce my idea wasn’t laced with foolishness after all,’ Steve said with the smug look still on his faceAston scoffed, rolling his eyes at him, and said, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I am still not convinced the class will do me any good.”“We’ll see about that, mate. We’ll see.”The whole weekend felt like torture to Aston. He longed to see Dorothy again, and it seemed the weekend was taking too long to end.Everything was confusing to him; what he was feeling about Dorothy and why he was feeling that way didn’t make any sense to him, but he just wanted to see her again.When Monday finally came, Aston could hardly wait till 3 pm when classes started, and by 12 pm, he was already at the building waiting for Dorothy to show up, but she didn’t.Class started, and she was still nowhere
In one swift moment, a bang was heard, and the whole dining table came crashing down, sending a wave of shock throw Dorothy.She had seen this happen so many times, but she could never get used to it. He promised to change.He said he was going to be better, but after two years and nothing had changed.The last time, it was the TV that suffered it, which took a while to replace, and now, the dining table had also felt the impact of Paul’s fist.The table was ruined; dinner was ruined too.“You love being a whore, eh? You love letting different men run their hands all over your body under the guise of art, right?” He barked the vile words pacing the dining room.The words made her feel she had just been prickled with over a hundred pins.“I am not a whore, Paul!. I am not! I love art, and you know it!” She yelled at him.He scoffed before he said, “Oh c’mon. You’re just using art as a cover-up. You enjoy the way these so-called artists of yours touch you.”He then grabbed her shoulder