Sinful Lust Stories

Sophie sat on Alexander’s lap, her slender frame pressed against his broad chest as he fed her grapes and berries from his fingers.

Alexander Kentucky was an odd man, but he had treated her with nothing but kindness since he bought her. His grip on her waist was firm but gentle, a silent reminder of his dominance. She remained still, her eyes downcast, waiting for his every command.

“Open,” he murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine.

She parted her lips, and he placed a plump grape between them, his fingers brushing against her tongue.

“Eat,”

She sucked the fruit gently, her lips closing around his fingertips as he withdrew. He repeated the motion with a berry, gazing at her intensely. “Good girl,” he praised, his breath warm against her ear.

He held his fingers before her face when the last piece of fruit was gone.

“Clean them,” he ordered. Sophie leaned forward, her tongue tracing the length of his digits, savouring the sweetness of the juice.

Alexander watched her, his usual stoic look on his face except that hot, intense look in his eyes. His free hand tightened around her waist.

“Such a good girl,” he said quietly, and Sophie felt elated.

Without warning, he pushed his fingers into her mouth, thrusting them deep, mimicking the motion of a cock. Sophie moaned softly, her hands gripping his thighs as he fucked her mouth with his fingers.

“Do you want my cock, Sophie?” he asked, his tone laced with dark desire.

She nodded, her eyes wide and pleading, but she remained silent, knowing she hadn’t been permitted to speak.

Alexander hummed, pulling his fingers free. “You’ll have it soon enough,” he promised. “But first, you’ll prepare yourself for me. You have one hour. Shower and kneel by the door. I want you ready when I finish my call.”

Sophie’s heart raced as she slid off his lap, surprised she could walk at all with the throbbing between her legs. She bowed her head slightly, acknowledging his command, and turned to leave the room. As she walked away, she felt his eyes on her, and that both thrilled and intimidated her.

The shower was quick. She dried herself off, her skin tingling with anticipation, and knelt naked before the door.

Alexander returned exactly one hour later, his footsteps echoing in the hallway. Sophie’s heart pounded in her chest as she heard the door click open. He stood before her, his tall frame casting a shadow over her. His eyes scanned her body, taking her in.

How could a sub be so perfect? He’d never met anyone like Sophie. Anyone so obedient. His cock lurched with need.

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice thick with approval. He crouched before her, his fingers gripping her chin, making her meet his gaze. “You’ve been very obedient. Now, it’s time for your reward.”

He stood abruptly, pulling her to her feet. His hands roamed her body, tracing her breasts, the dip of her waist, the swell of her hips. Sophie shivered under his touch, her body aching for him. He pushed her toward the bed, his grip firm on her wrist.

“On your hands and knees,”

Sophie obeyed, her palms pressing into the mattress, her ass raised invitingly.

Alexander stepped closer. He ran his hand along her spine, sending sparks through her body, before delivering a sharp smack to her ass.

“This is mine,” he declared, his voice firm. “Every inch of you belongs to me.”

She nodded, wanting to speak, but he hadn’t given her permission yet.

He repeated the motion, his hand striking her ass, making her skin flushed and warm. Sophie moaned, trembling, her pussy throbbing with need. His fingers were so close yet so far from her cunt.

“Please, Sir,” she whispered, her voice breaking the silence she’d maintained all evening.

Alexander paused, his hand hovering in the air. “What did you say?” he asked, his tone dangerous.

“Please, Sir,” she said barely above a whisper. “I need you.”

Alexander’s lips curled. “Begging already? How desperate are you, Sophie?”

“Very desperate, Sir,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I need your cock. Please.”

She had been good, he decided. She deserved his cock.

She felt the tip of his erection press against her ass, thick and insistent.

“Then take it,” he murmured, leaning forward to kiss her behind her ear.

Sophie reached behind her, her fingers wrapping around his shaft, guiding him to her entrance.

He thrust forward, burying himself inside her in one smooth motion. She cried out, her body tightening around him, her head falling forward as he began to move.

His thrusts were deep and relentless, his hands gripping her hips with bruising force. Sophie moaned, her body moving with his, her pussy clenching around his thick shaft with each stroke. He leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear, his breath ragged.

“You’re so tight,” he groaned. “So fucking perfect.”

He pulled out abruptly, flipping her onto her back. Sophie gasped as he loomed over her, his eyes dark and sexy. He pushed her thighs apart, gripped her knees, and spread her wide.

She felt exposed, vulnerable, and utterly his.

“Now, I’ll show you how much you belong to me,” he whispered, his voice a promise.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her inner thigh, his breath teasing her sensitive flesh. Sophie groaned as he kissed his way closer, his tongue tracing patterns on her skin. Her hands tangled in the sheets, her body arching off the bed as he finally reached his destination.

Her sweet, pink pussy.

His tongue delved into her pussy, his lips sucking gently, his fingers pressing into her thighs to hold her open. He lapped at her eagerly, his tongue flicking against her clit, his fingers slipping inside her, stretching her, filling her.

“Oh God, Sir,” she moaned, her voice desperate. “Please, don’t stop.”

Alexander had no plans either. She tasted delicious. So fucking delicious. This was madness.

His mouth worked tirelessly, his tongue and fingers driving her closer to the edge.

Sophie’s body tensed, her breath coming in short gasps as her orgasm neared. She was on the brink when he pulled away, his lips brushing against her clit one last time.

“Not yet,” he murmured, his voice a command.

Sophie whimpered, her body aching.

He leaned over her, his lips capturing hers in a fierce kiss, his taste mingling with hers. And then he left.