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kgnome
Over 90 days ago
Bisexual Female
0 miles · Memphis

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My Dramatic Soulmate, Part 4

I didn't give a shit about anything. My entire life revolved around his dick...

It’s a dark and shiny place, But with you, my dear, I’m safe, and we’re a million miles away. — Karen O. * * * * They locked eyes. They dropped to the floor. His weight was bearing down on the frame of her hips, his eyes meeting hers, her hands gripping his back, pulling his chest to hers. She heaved a thick, deep sigh, boasting relinquishment of all control. A fiery force rose from her pulsating pussy, instantly surround...

My Dramatic Soulmate, Part Three

It was a revelation, a moment of enlightenment, a critical release...

“Of course I watch porn. How else would I know that you suck dick like a fucking porn star?” he replied with a smile. I smiled back at him and stood up, adjusting my bra and panties. My clit was still twitching with post-orgasmic moisture. As he stuffed his dick back in his pants, I leaned up against one of the dozens of exposed steel beams to catch my breath. What a perfectly naughty place to fuck, I mused. I loved the u...

My Dramatic Soulmate, Part Two

Just one nasty, forbidden encounter was all I wanted. Then I could get back to business as usual.

The next two weeks following that fateful night when I grabbed his cock in my car were absolute torture. I was excruciatingly stressed out. It was hard enough to focus, considering that no matter where we were in the office, sexual tensions between my crush and I could penetrate steel. But the suggestive comments that ensued every single time we had to talk to each other about something work-related started to morph into...

My Dramatic Soulmate, Part One

I needed some kind of release for myself, and he was the key.

A bold career move. A new city. A single young woman, a proud professional in her prime. Money, power, respect. It’s the American Dream, right? In a way, didn’t know what I was getting into. I get so high on success. I feel like a goddess...most of the time. But each day the sun sets, and I set down my perilous little path, plagued with stress, guilt, pressure, lust, and above all, loneliness. It really is lonely at the t...