Calor laid on his chest, while he stroked the back of her head so softly, recovering from his dominant love. As he held her she began to retrace the events in her mind.
Big D is a complex man and he commands attention everywhere he goes, not only because of his size but his demeanor as well. He is the type of man where his presence is felt as soon as he enters a room and when he leaves you knew you had an experience.
He is also a ladies man, standing 6’4″ his large stature attracts the women, big and small. His well groomed face and dark chocolate skin make him irresistibly tasty to the eyes. He is not a small man, at almost 300 lbs he is definitely seen. But he is a muscular man and his weight is evenly distributed. His best attribute is his big tatted arms, which he loves to display with beefy t-shirts. No suit and tie for Big D. Jeans, a wife beater and his leather is all he needs.
But his work is stressful and he does not tolerate stress in his intimate relationships, which is why he prefers submissives. Calor is not his first but she is his favorite and the one he has been with the longest. She was surprised at how quickly he captured her. They have a Daddy/Baby Girl relationship. He takes care of her very well. He usually sees her once or twice a week, on Wednesday and Sunday. But it is Tuesday and she had not expected him to call, but she is always prepared for him.
“What’s up baby girl?” The strong voice asked through the phone.
“Waiting on you Big D.” She replied obediently.
“I’m on my way.” He said.
“Always ready. See you soon baby.” She replied and ended the call.
They were not that formal with names and he did not require her to call him sir or mister. Big D is what he wants to be called. But she is his baby girl. When the world seems scary, she looks to him as her daddy to make things better, and he always does.
She quickly begins to prepare for him. Within 15 minutes she has showered, oiled her body, and prepared the room. She always has certain things ready. Like candles, attire, toys, etc. She dressed in her dark purple corset, black thongs, her black 3-inch heels, and a black lace robe. She is ready for him.
As she continues looking at herself in the mirror, she hears a light tap on her front door. He always announces himself very quietly for such a tough dominant man. She opens the door and it begins instantly.
He takes one look at her and grabs her, allowing the door to close behind him. He pushes here against the wall and grips her left breast, while locking the door with his other hand. He squeezes her nipple hard until she squirms a little. But she doesn’t make a sound.
The wetness emerges quickly. Soaking through her thong. He uses his other hand to explore the results of his actions then rips the thong off in one motion. He put his finger in her wetness and then thrusts two fingers inside her as hard as he can. She cums instantly, soaking his fingers and hand.
“He is extra rough tonight.” She thought to herself.
But she doesn’t protest, she obediently offers her body for his pleasure. He pins her hands above her head in a tight grip. He uses his other hand to continue his exploration of her body. He pinches both of her nipples. The he pulls and twists them before placing one in his mouth. His tongue caresses the hard sore nipple, soothing away the pain. He sucks with the suction of a vacuum and engulfs half of her breast in his mouth. He continues sucking viciously. She releases a small gasp.
Cum begins oozing out of her but she holds her demeanor. Big D does not like her to cry out in pain, only ecstasy. So she holds it until the pain takes her into that place. He bites into her breast and the pain shoots through her. Then his tongue touches the nipple as his fingers stimulate her clit and she cries out in ecstasy. Finally the culmination of pain, stimulation, and him results in an orgasmic volcano. Her body shudders and shakes violently. He watches intently taking it all in. He is pleased. He releases her, and kisses her on the forehead.
“That’s my baby girl.” He says as he walks toward the room.
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Just some of my thoughts…
Then there was him. He came from the unknown and commanded my body. He instinctively touched me and took control of my desire, yielding it to ultimate satisfaction.
Unselfishly he gave me what my body needed and craved. He attended to every part of me like he knew my body intimately. He touched, he kissed, he penetrated, and he tasted all there was of me to have.
He sealed it all with his kiss, which was so light, so soft, filled with expectation. Expectation of what? Of more of him, his love, his passion for me, his desire to have me. I give myself to him as he continues giving me what I need.
They say to color
Is to fill
One’s mind with
The most vivid
Of thoughts and
Normally a definition
In which I would agree
My mind thinks
Of you my darling
It often becomes
A clear white surface
Akin to the canvas
Of a master artist
Begging to be painted
For you see
God has yet to
Vision of beauty
As He created in you
Perfection you are
I am perfect for you
I give you what you need
To be the man you were
Born to be
I am perfect for you
I love you
How you deserve
To be loved
I am perfect for you
I satisfy your sexual cravings
I edify your sexual fantasy
I keep you hard and
I am perfect
But only for
You my love