For the fun of it, last year I wrote a hot little story abou..
🕑 Added 2021-03-25 03:36:14 +0000 UTC
For the fun of it, last year I wrote a hot little story about a voluptuous wife who, for the good of her village, is given over to Conan the Barbarian for an entire night to provide him the kind of pleasure that only such a woman can.
To her astonishment, she didn’t realize that there would be a rather large audience to bear witness to her ravishment at the hands of the massively hung Conan. Nor did she know that one of the men in attendance would be her her sweet and loving husband.
To make matters even worse, the timing of these events could not have been any more unfortunate for the beautiful protagonist. Her desire to not want to bring unnecessary shame to her husband was overwhelmed by the unquenchable desire that comes with the fertiIe time of a woman’s cycle. Especially when she’s under the thorough control of a highly aroused alpha male.
To no avail, she found herself desperately attempting to mask her primal heat for Conan. But she finds herself unwillingly descending into that rare and unmistakable primal state of lust where nothing else in the universe matters more than the satisfaction of a beautifully power erection. With her mouth alone she put on a display of worship the likes of which her husband had never enjoyed in all their years of marriage. But it’s the sheer brutality of her orgasms as she’s bent over and taken like a whore from behind by her Barbarian lover that she regrets the most. Especially the earth shattering climax she experiences as Conan finally relents to the tightness of her feminine grip and seeds her with his potent seed.
By definition, I believe that women become the most free at those times when they possess at least the thin veil of an excuse that certain events happened beyond the realm of their control, and my Conan story explores that interesting twist in the female psyche.
However, I never took the time to finish this hot little story. Particularly the aftermath where the beautiful y0ung wife is returned to her sweet and loving husband’s bed, unbathed and ashamed, after having so wantingly satisfied Conan and his regiment of powerful y0ung soldiers on full display before the village elders and her helpless life mate.
It’s actually the aspect of the story that interests me the most. So, with all of this said, I think I’m going to begin tackling it this week. Because I absolutely love the idea of crawling exhausted into bed at the break of dawn with my beta hubby after having been so thoroughly ravaged by a pack of virile alpha bulls. Especially on the chance that one of those bulls may have accomplished the one thing that my husband is biologically incapable of.
Stay tuned.
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