Extra R18 TIS 297. 18 Wild Dom Play: Perverted Couple in an Empty Train (1) (Patreon)

297. 18 Wild Dom Play: Perverted Couple in an Empty Train (1)

We reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, the heat and intensity of the moment were palpable, and our bodies were entwined in a frenzy of desire. I could feel her breath on my skin, her heart beating in sync with mine, and the electric current that flowed between us.

As our eyes locked, a wordless understanding passed between us. At that moment, we were connected on a level that transcended mere physicality. I could see the raw emotion in her eyes. She dropped her act, the fear that had been etched into her features replaced by an expression of complete satisfaction. It was as if we had both been searching for something and in each other, we had found it.

With a swift movement, she pulled me towards her, her hands wrapping around my neck. I could feel her soft skin against mine, her fingers lightly grazing the nape of my neck as she drew me closer. The intensity of our kiss was overwhelming, a passion that consumed us both.

There were only the two of us, lost in a moment of pure bliss. Our bodies moved as one, a symphony of desire and pleasure that left us both breathless.

Finally, we broke our kiss, our bodies still humming with the aftershocks of our passion.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in closer to me, her breath warm on my neck. “That was intense…” she muttered, her mischievous smile tempting me further.

I couldn't help but admire her acting skills. “It was. I really love your acting. I almost thought that I did it for real,” I complimented her.

As I moved to let her go from her embrace, she surprised me by sitting on my lap. Her hands were on my neck, her fingers tracing the outline of my collarbone.

“Did I turn you on? Do you like that kind of play?” she asked me, her voice sounding like a purr of a kitten. Her lips were dangerously close to my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"You looked like you really enjoyed it," she teased me, her breath hot against my skin. "I think you're more into a rough play than a gentle one."

I couldn't deny the truth in her words. There was something about her wild spirit that drew me in, something primal that stirred within me. I found myself wanting her more and more, my desire building with each passing moment.

"It depends on the mood," I explained, trying to keep my tone light as I glanced at her. Her eyes were fixed on me, watching my every move, as if trying to decipher my thoughts.

“Besides, it looks like you are the one who enjoyed it more than me. You surely like dark romance things,” I reminded her, teasing her slightly.

She tilted her head a bit and looked at me in wonder, her expression a mix of curiosity and excitement. "Is this a dark romance for humans?" she asked, her voice tinged with eagerness.

“Yes, it is,” I replied.

"The prince forces himself on the woman, right? Usually, in the story, they will end up with a contract marriage. The woman will hate the man so badly. But since he treats her well and with a little bit of Stockholm syndrome, it usually ends happily ever after," I explained. This typical dark romance was quite popular among women, at least most of my female high school friends liked it. I often overheard them talking about it, the excitement in their voices palpable as they shared their favorite scenes and characters.

"I see... So this is quite common for humans," Maria muttered, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"That only happens in romance stories," I warned, feeling a sudden sense of apprehension. “Not in the real world. The police will catch whoever did that," I added.

“Well, it doesn't matter anymore. What's most important is…” She gave me a smooch, her lips warm and inviting against mine. Her hand touched my naked chest, sending shivers down my spine.

"Shall we continue our play, my prince?" she teased me, her voice husky with desire.

I smiled seductively, feeling a surge of excitement coursing through my veins. “Looks who's talking now,” I teased her, my voice low and teasing.

With a sudden burst of energy, I pushed her back onto the bed, my body hovering over hers as I gazed down into her eyes.

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The waiting room was filled with a cacophony of voices as I entered. Pearl greeted me with a teasing smile, her eyes glinting with mischief. Her voice was light and playful as she commented on my satisfied expression. My women in the room were chattering away, their voices blending together in a symphony of excitement.

"Ah, another satisfied smile, I see…" Pearl teased me as I entered the room. Her voice was smooth like silk, her words dripping with a hint of playfulness.

I chuckled and shook my head at her comment. "Would you rather I didn't smile at all?" I retorted as I sank down onto the plush sofa in the center of the room.

Pearl let out a musical laugh. "Certainly not. I've managed this play as well as possible so that smile is a compliment to me," she said with a glint in her eye. "Besides, it was a dark romance script, no one doesn't like it," she said confidently.

I couldn't help but nod in agreement. It was a perfect blend of passion and intrigue that left me yearning for more.

"You bet it," said Maria, who was standing near us. "You don't know how much he did after the first play."

My lips curled as I asked her, "Don't blame me on that. It was you who teased me and I'm not a saint. What do you expect me to do? Endure it?"

Maria's response was a light-hearted giggle that seemed to make the air around us more buoyant. Her laugh was infectious, and it made me feel like I was a part of something special.

“Of course not” As she turned around, the swish of her robe brushed against my legs, and I couldn't help but feel a tingle. "But your amount of cum told me how much you like it," she reminded me before she left.