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Speaker 1: from Wild and Bed. The final part of our listener's
Speaker 1: fantasy mm hmm and m m f threesome with a twist.
Speaker 1: As ever, with her mind and body now opened, I'm
Speaker 1: welcoming his lust, the realization of her darkest desires igniting
Speaker 1: within her mind. And yet there is more. This strange
Speaker 1: bond they share a deeper desire that touches her very soul. Hi,
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Speaker 1: So I do hope you're laying on your bed and
Speaker 1: those earbuds are in, your clothes are loosened. Just go ahead,
Speaker 1: head and close your eyes, surrender to the pleasure of
Speaker 1: my voice caressing over your body. And when you're ready
Speaker 1: to surrender to pleasure, just go ahead and take a
Speaker 1: nice deep breath and hold it for a moment and
Speaker 1: let it go with a sigh. Let him go of
Speaker 1: any tension, any stress. For the next twenty minutes or so,
Speaker 1: it's just you and my voice. This is your time,
Speaker 1: Your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction. Hmm.
Speaker 1: Your time to discover your inner desires as you immerse
Speaker 1: yourself in the story. The darkness continued to move around Lauren,
Speaker 1: memories dancing in the shadows, fingers reaching for her, trying
Speaker 1: to entice her back to a time before, a time
Speaker 1: she just couldn't remember. Clearly, she couldn't be sure if
Speaker 1: she was falling asleep or into some other dream like state,
Speaker 1: as the sensations already moving through her body certainly felt
Speaker 1: very real and extremely intense like a dream, She felt
Speaker 1: truly alive in a fantasy that occupied every sense as
Speaker 1: she lay prone across the stone altar, its cold kiss
Speaker 1: caressing her naked back, the contrast with the warm mapped
Speaker 1: to glow of her previous orgasms, accentuating the effect on
Speaker 1: her body as her back arched, tortured by the prolonged
Speaker 1: pleasure that still echoed through her denied sleep, yet taken
Speaker 1: somewhere else into some lucid dream. As he continued to
Speaker 1: indulge her pleasure, his whispers resonating with something deep inside,
Speaker 1: dragging her darkest desires into the light of day and
Speaker 1: inflaming them with his passion, a desire Lauren had long
Speaker 1: since forgotten she was capable of. I already know you,
Speaker 1: he whispered, his dull voice dancing around her mind. I
Speaker 1: knew you when you were still a virgin. We shared
Speaker 1: your darkest dreams, We made them come to life. Do
Speaker 1: you not remember wanting to be my come slut? Wanting
Speaker 1: to surrender to me, to fall to your knees in
Speaker 1: praise of my hard cock. Do you not remember how
Speaker 1: much might touch burns through your body? He said, as
Speaker 1: his fingers traced a line of wildfire over her breast,
Speaker 1: the simple touch igniting a passion on so many levels,
Speaker 1: engulfing her body like never before. Lawrence back arched aggressively
Speaker 1: in response to his demonic pleasure. As it grasped at
Speaker 1: her soul. She could feel the silvery cold caress of
Speaker 1: the moonlight burning through every cell of her naked body,
Speaker 1: the tension between the heat of his touch and the
Speaker 1: cold caress of the stone accelerating the pleasure already moving
Speaker 1: through her body Like a puppet on the string. Her
Speaker 1: body reacted as his lips neared her again, the heat
Speaker 1: of his mouth burning at her ears as he whispered,
Speaker 1: you were mine before you came back. You have always
Speaker 1: been mine, pretty baby. Never forget that something about the words.
Speaker 1: The tone of his voice echoed deep within Lauren, provoking
Speaker 1: long since forgotten memories, like the words of a song
Speaker 1: where you can't remember the music, but somehow, just certain
Speaker 1: words cause you to react. His lips brushed over her neck,
Speaker 1: tracing a seductive line across her body. Before he whispered,
Speaker 1: remember the cross the sull tire. A bereave laugh followed
Speaker 1: his words, a sound that only tormented Lauren further. Her
Speaker 1: body twisted as if tied, remembering the dreams, or perhaps
Speaker 1: the faded memories of being tied to that cross. Was
Speaker 1: it a dream, perhaps just a fantasy, something she had
Speaker 1: immersed herself in so many years ago. Her pussy was
Speaker 1: already swollen in response, still aching from earlier or chasms,
Speaker 1: as Lauren cursed her body for reacting so readily to
Speaker 1: the suggestion of desire, for being able to remember the
Speaker 1: pleasures she had forgotten. Yet something made it feel so real,
Speaker 1: as if she was reliving the moment once again. The
Speaker 1: tip of his tongue teased along her neck. There was
Speaker 1: something about his touch, his words, at ripped seduction, as
Speaker 1: Lauren felt her body willingly submit to all his desires
Speaker 1: and passions. Do you not remember the dreams we shared,
Speaker 1: those moments alone in your fantasies every night, when you
Speaker 1: were here pleasuring yourself, away from the eyes and restrictions
Speaker 1: of the family home. You could feel me, You could
Speaker 1: enjoy me completely. Our desires were already entwined even back then,
Speaker 1: and just like then, you call me once again, right now,
Speaker 1: and your body aches for me in a way I
Speaker 1: cannot ignore. Lauren's fingers tightened interfists, trying desperately to control
Speaker 1: this desire moving through our body, the conflict and contrast
Speaker 1: of heating cold, doing nothing to stop it growing further
Speaker 1: or pussy ate this undeniable longing to be fulked over
Speaker 1: and over again, hard and intense by this man as
Speaker 1: they sank into their darkest desires. Wanting to explore these
Speaker 1: carnal fantasies consumed every thought, turning her wrists writhing as
Speaker 1: if beneath a rope tied to that cross, to restricter
Speaker 1: desires to be at the mercy of this man, this
Speaker 1: beast before her. Somehow Lauren did know him, but she
Speaker 1: couldn't remember how memories polled at her brain, prodding her
Speaker 1: to remember, as if there was something in the past
Speaker 1: that was desperate to be recalled. How do I know you,
Speaker 1: she whispered. Suddenly he was right there next to her face,
Speaker 1: his fingers gently caressing her chin, not like a harsh
Speaker 1: beast or a monster unchained, but like a lover, when
Speaker 1: all they cared about was her well being. We have
Speaker 1: known each other forever, he replied, his voice soft and caring.
Speaker 1: We spent nights together while you slept in this very place,
Speaker 1: in your sanctuary, where we burned as one. Can you
Speaker 1: no longer fill the fire? As I touch your body?
Speaker 1: Lauren closed her eyes as his fingertips traced a line
Speaker 1: down her naked body, a wildfire of passion trailing a
Speaker 1: line behind the movement of his hand. Her core clutched
Speaker 1: at the anticipation as her body trembled, the anticipation of pleasure,
Speaker 1: gripping her senses. Looking up, his dark eyes looked back
Speaker 1: at her, their ebony depths shining with his desire, a
Speaker 1: fire that burned within his soul and seemed to grow
Speaker 1: larger as he touched her naked body. There was something possessive,
Speaker 1: intoxicating about his need. As Lauren felt herself sink into
Speaker 1: his passion, surrendering to his promise of pleasure. Raising her hand,
Speaker 1: her fingertips caressed his chest. For the first time, she
Speaker 1: noticed the fire that burned beneath her touch, the flames
Speaker 1: that danced across his skin, intoxicating her with glimpses of
Speaker 1: the passion and desire they once shared. Unless she could
Speaker 1: never forget, yet she had and couldn't understand why I
Speaker 1: know I knew you, she stuttered, I just can't recall
Speaker 1: where or how time has made you distant from the
Speaker 1: passion we shared, the fire that burned between us so uniquely.
Speaker 1: No doubt you'll recall once I reignite that energy within
Speaker 1: your body. Just go ahead, pretty baby, and close your eyes.
Speaker 1: Surrender yourself to all that was and all that will
Speaker 1: be again. Before this night is out, you will realize
Speaker 1: how tightly our paths are entwined. Resisting the earth to
Speaker 1: follow his instructions without question, just for a moment longer,
Speaker 1: Lauren held his gaze before raising her head and kissing
Speaker 1: him tenderly on the lips. The feeling of his lips
Speaker 1: kissing her back, the gentle passion burning between them, reminding
Speaker 1: her of her time when it wasn't just hard sex,
Speaker 1: but a tenderness of truly making love as well, when
Speaker 1: their souls connected, a glow caressing her memory as she
Speaker 1: closed her eyes and let her head rest back down,
Speaker 1: the sensation of his lips as they brushed across her skin,
Speaker 1: sending a tingle aching through every cell. His lips glided
Speaker 1: and tormented her naked body, exciting every nerve with the
Speaker 1: warmth of his breath, the caress of his tongue. Somewhere
Speaker 1: behind the touch of his lips, Laura could fill his fingertips,
Speaker 1: exploring her body, not aggressive or harsh, was slow and sensed, yes,
Speaker 1: somehow more intense than she could ever remember. Already her
Speaker 1: desire growing, Lauren parted her thighs to invite him deeper.
Speaker 1: The deliciously painful caress of his fingernail tormented her lust
Speaker 1: higher as he dragged it across the sensitive skin of
Speaker 1: her thigh, forcing an ache and then a moan to
Speaker 1: drop from her lips. Her pussy already wet and dripping
Speaker 1: with desire, it throbbed and burned with the prospect of
Speaker 1: a memory rekindled. Suddenly there was a new sensation dancing
Speaker 1: across her thighs, the delicate pain of sharp pins tracing
Speaker 1: across her skin, stimulating her senses further, every nerve tingling
Speaker 1: with pleasure, and somewhere in the distance of her memory,
Speaker 1: the words sprung to mind of a pin wheel. The
Speaker 1: thought dimmer as she sank into the pleasure spiraling through
Speaker 1: her body, the delightful sting that stimulated every inch, igniting
Speaker 1: her needs, reminding her of a passion she had denied,
Speaker 1: parting her thighs as he ran the pinwheel along her legs,
Speaker 1: forcing every nerve to tingle as he traced it from
Speaker 1: knees to her panties, the smell of her passion filling
Speaker 1: the chapel, her wetness dripping from her folds. There was
Speaker 1: something about the burning sensation as it moved through the
Speaker 1: nerves of her legs. It took her pussy and made
Speaker 1: it swollen with passion, filling her mind with her darkest desires.
Speaker 1: Pressing her back into the altar, Lauren opened her legs
Speaker 1: to invite that pain wherever he chose to place it
Speaker 1: as he traced line across the wet material of her panties,
Speaker 1: the gentle stinging biting at the folds of her pussy.
Speaker 1: Holding her breath, Loreen held back and moan as a
Speaker 1: pinwell moved closer to that most sensitive nub. Somehow instinctively,
Speaker 1: she knew that when that pin viciously kissed her clid,
Speaker 1: then she would feel the burning sensation of pleasure moving
Speaker 1: through her, and she would be gone, lost to his desires,
Speaker 1: ready to submit to him completely for an eternity. Her
Speaker 1: pussy exploded as the pinwheel tormented her clip, the stinging
Speaker 1: pleasure accentuated through her throbbing nub, crying her pleasure. Yet
Speaker 1: he didn't yield. He wasn't satisfied with that simple to
Speaker 1: night as he took a candle, dripping the molten wax
Speaker 1: across her thigh, mirroring the path of the pinwheel. Her
Speaker 1: nerves electrified as raptures of pleasure tormented her body. As
Speaker 1: the heat of the wax silled her submission to this
Speaker 1: one moment of single pleasure, Lauren could only moan as
Speaker 1: her pleasure grew faster, losing her mind to the onslaught
Speaker 1: of her orgasm, the relentless waves of pleasure that cascaded
Speaker 1: up and down her body, dragging her soul into the
Speaker 1: depths of his desire. As the heat of the wax
Speaker 1: slowly receded, Suddenly there was a new sensation right there
Speaker 1: along her sides, as melted eyes dripped over the sensitive flesh,
Speaker 1: accelerating her desires like nothing else. The torturous contrast between
Speaker 1: heat and cold tormenting her further as she twisted on
Speaker 1: the altar and desperate for satisfaction to fill his hard
Speaker 1: cock within her, filling her completely as he made her
Speaker 1: his own, her mind confused, flooded with desire, the burning
Speaker 1: sensation between her thighs now even more intense, her body
Speaker 1: dancing between the extremes of emotion, between the contrasting feelings,
Speaker 1: pressing through a body of light and dark, of heat
Speaker 1: and cold, as she fell to herself, torn as her
Speaker 1: pussy clutched relentlessly, needing to feel him inside her. And
Speaker 1: then for a moment, everything went quiet. There was no
Speaker 1: sound in the room apart from their breaths in perfect
Speaker 1: time as they melted into each other. Consumed by her desire,
Speaker 1: Lauren didn't notice the caress of the feather at first,
Speaker 1: is firm and gentle strokes, orchestrating her desires higher, her
Speaker 1: nerves electric the caress of the feather just eccelerating it further,
Speaker 1: the accumulation of senses re affirming her need to feel
Speaker 1: him inside her, as she pressed her feet down and
Speaker 1: forced her hips higher, exposing her pussy to the chapel air.
Speaker 1: Raising her feet over his shoulder, he lifted her higher
Speaker 1: as his cock pressed hard against her, his swollen desire
Speaker 1: tormenting her pussy as her clip throbbed intensely, ready for
Speaker 1: his invasion. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, and Laura
Speaker 1: lifted her hips a little higher, forcing his cock to
Speaker 1: press against her tight rosette. The unspoken request was accepted
Speaker 1: and acknowledged as his fingers teased across the lips of
Speaker 1: her pussy, tracing her wet slick across her folds before
Speaker 1: sliding two fingers deep into her sex, massaging the walls
Speaker 1: roughly and with undeniable passion, Her pussy clutching along the
Speaker 1: length of his fingers, trying to hold him tightly as
Speaker 1: he thrust deeper, loring gast as his fingers slid out,
Speaker 1: and she relaxed herself, knowing what was next. As his
Speaker 1: fingers teased between the cheeks of her ass, she relaxed
Speaker 1: that private space to invite him inside. His fingers dripping
Speaker 1: with her pleasure, slipped easily through that tight muscle to
Speaker 1: the nirvana beyond, thrusting and exploring, her pleasure continuing to
Speaker 1: grow as her rass relax fully awaiting the sensation they
Speaker 1: both knew she wanted. His first uss was gentle and considerate,
Speaker 1: pressing his heart cock slowly through her tight ring, thrusting
Speaker 1: with the slick of her pussy, lubricating his journey long
Speaker 1: and deep thrust as her pleasure intensified, his fingers grasping
Speaker 1: tightly on her breast to twisting and tormenting her nipples
Speaker 1: as he quickly pushed his cock deeper inside that tight ass.
Speaker 1: Reaching between her thighs, Lorn pinched her clit, rubbing it
Speaker 1: aggressively as he fucked her ass even deeper. Already, she
Speaker 1: could feel her orgasm growing as she pushed her fingers
Speaker 1: deep inside her pussy. The sensation of feeling his cock
Speaker 1: throbbing against her fingertips through the walls of her pussy
Speaker 1: intensified her desire as she teased it further, her orgasm
Speaker 1: gripping every inch of her body. Not until I say,
Speaker 1: pretty baby, hold that orgasm, he commanded, as his thick
Speaker 1: cock pummeled herrass. Lauren tried desperately to control her desire,
Speaker 1: the ravaging need that traversed every sense, And suddenly there
Speaker 1: was a sensation as his body tensed, his cock throbbing
Speaker 1: intensely as he prayed inside her, urgently commanding, come with me, now,
Speaker 1: pretty baby, Come for me, Come for your daddy, his
Speaker 1: cock throbbing inside her ass, pushing her fingers deep inside
Speaker 1: her pussy. She massaged it roughly as streamed of his warm,
Speaker 1: calmly exploded from his cock and filled her ass. Loren
Speaker 1: grasped her pussy, clutching it tightly between her fingers as
Speaker 1: she let herself go and sank into orgasm. There was
Speaker 1: no hope of redemption now, her pleasure confirming her lost
Speaker 1: soul as his cock continued to pulse and throb inside her,
Speaker 1: accelerating the sensation of aftershocks that moved between them, and
Speaker 1: in that moment, Lauren knew what it felt like to
Speaker 1: be taken and to submit to one person completely, without
Speaker 1: shame or regret, whatever her desires. As they opened their
Speaker 1: eyes and giggled gently, the sensations intensified by the energy
Speaker 1: between them, Lauren could only feel the intense glow of pleasure.
Speaker 1: Nothing else mattered, not now, not ever, she was exactly
Speaker 1: where she needed to be as she stuggled a little
Speaker 1: closer and deeper into his arms, safe and secure as
Speaker 1: the memories from years ago gradually came to life. A
Speaker 1: dream from all that time ago she had shared before
Speaker 1: she lost him to the storm, in the bay, the
Speaker 1: memories from yesterday slowly dimmed, unimportant and ready to be forgotten.
Speaker 1: The accident, the ambulance delight, the desperate need to return
Speaker 1: to her sanctuary, their sanctuary. Lauren closed her eyes as
Speaker 1: she whispered gently at last, I am home, letting the
Speaker 1: memories of yesterday slip into the darkness. So I hope
Speaker 1: you enjoyed that little story. So next week, what are
Speaker 1: we going to do next week? Well, you decide you
Speaker 1: would do a story. We could do some ASMR. We
Speaker 1: could do some pillow talk. You do like pillow talk?
Speaker 1: Don't you do a meditation? Whatever you like? You tell
Speaker 1: me what you'd like media and tease your neat with
Speaker 1: So until next week when we can get wild in
Speaker 1: bed all over again. And this is devil in wild
Speaker 1: and always with your pleasure in mind, wishing you solacious dreams.
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