The day fear said goodbye. Part 7.
The day fear said goodbye. 
Part 7. erotic stories

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That night she felt relaxed. She sat by her bedroom window on her swing chair. What a great decision this chair was, she thought. A smile appeared slowly on her face. She took a sip of wine and felt it flow down her throat.

The day fear said goodbye. Part 7.

That night she felt relaxed. She sat by her bedroom window on her swing chair. What a great decision this chair was, she thought. A smile appeared slowly on her face.

She took a sip of wine and felt it flow down her throat.

He had texted her again but she had ignored it. She was ok on her own. she could do what she wanted, when she wanted. Not that she couldn't before.

He had always been a pillar of support, it was she that held too much control over his actions. But that fear she always felt around him drove her to always be on edge.

She never felt truly ok doing anything unless she could see what he was doing. what a horrible way to live. She hated every minute.

She took a deep breath, another gulp of wine and picked up her phone. She scrolled through meaningless pictures on Facebook. So boring. She went onto Instagram.

Hmm. What if?

What if?

She typed in one word.


She took another sip of wine and started scrolling cautiously. She nervously let out a laugh. what was she so afraid of?

'A true submissive.' She clicked on the link and began to read.

1. A submissive is always in control.

2. The Dominant must earn the trust of the submissive.

At this she laughed whole heartedly. TRUST. What the hell does that feel like? She continued to read.

3. Communication is key. An exchange of power can only take place if both the Dom and the Sub are open and clear about what they want, need and what their boundaries are.

Boundaries. Another unknown word.

She quickly found herself feeling frustrated and horny. Really?! Horny? she couldn't explain the sudden increase in sexual drive. She couldn't remember the last time she felt like this.

She quickly swallowed the last bit of wine, placed her glass down on her bedside table and walked out the front door.

15 minutes later she found herself surrounded by music, the smell of cologne and perfume, images of smiles, hands placed on knees and intimate conversations.

"Thanks for the invite"

He smelled amazing. She could feel his warmth and she felt a tingle between her legs.

"Thanks for coming out, I guess. However, this was probably a really stupid idea"

"I am sorry," he blurted out so damn fast she barely understood him. "I need you. You are what I have always needed and will always need"

"Umm. What? Are you kidding me?"

"I am ... so ... sorry"

The fucking asshole. She thought. But then, she smiled and one word flashed in her head. Revenge.

She stood up slowly, ensuring her body rubbed against his. Her breasts grazing his chest. She looked into his eyes and whispered "Fuck me."

She allowed him to take her hand and walk out of the bar. They continued to walk in silence until they reached his car. He opened the back door and she slid in.

Once inside he lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties so fast she no longer had time to regret her decision. He slid his fingers into her and she realised how wet she was.

No. She wasn't meant to enjoy this. Her plan had been to make him think he had her and then slap him hard and walk off. But she wanted this.

He started to move his fingers inside her, and she started to moan. He kissed her hard on the lips and rubbed her clit. Her hand went to his pants and she could feel him harden.

She unzipped his jeans and he pulled his hard cock out. She leaned over and took him in her mouth. She sucked hard at first and then slowed down in order to savour him, truly taste him.

Fuck he was so hard and it was for her. He wanted her. But he didn't deserve her. But ... she also didn't deserve him. They had both hurt each other so much.

He moaned gently and she abruptly sat up and swung her leg to straddle him. He slid into her wet pussy and she rode him fast. Moving her hips up and down.

Pressing hard to feel him deep within her. His hands slapped her ass hard and then settled on her breasts. He twisted her nipples and she groaned. Harder they fucked. Faster they fucked.

She felt so close but quickly got off him and sucked his cock until he came into her mouth. She let the cum drip down her chin as she looked at him.

He practically threw her down on the back seat and licked her clit with hunger. Cum for me! His voice was almost guttural. Cum for me!

She shook and let out a long groan.

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