Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 2 - Mommy's Gift - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 2 - Mommy's Gift

... up close. She can’t stop me, I'm in complete control as I violate her privacy. I talk quietly out loud as I do this, so I can hear and feel her voice coming from me. Strange. I laugh, very strange.

I reach down and grab tits, squeezing, feeling her up while learning what it feels like to have breasts and be felt up. Incredible. They're perfect, full and motherly, but not too much, not sagging. It does feel pretty good honestly. And fun. I could play with her boobs for hours.

I continue exploring a bit, but still trying to save some for later. I reach down under shorts, no underwear, smooth skin, a bit of short trimmed pubes, again so strange to have almost nothing down there. When you’re a man, you expect penis and balls right within reach. But as a woman, nothing. I reach down lower to her folds. God its soaking wet, probably all from me turning myself on. Wow it’s like grool, slimy. I swirl around the lips and clit. A bit of a tingle, I get a shiver. I slide and rub around more, faster. More tingle, a slightly different sensation than a man gets, more intense, more sensitive. I hear sticky wet sounds.

I stick a finger in the sopping opening, fucking hell, this feeling. Really, this is what girls feel? I go in and out slowly, savoring the moment, playing around with the movement, pushing as deep as I can, then out. Holy fuck I could do this all night. But I need to get moving.

I pull out and bring the fingers to my nose and inhale. Lord Jesus the scent is ...

... unreal. Musky and pungent, but sweet and feminine. I suck on the finger and taste her. Wow, so sweet, a bit sour, surprisingly thick and viscous. I’ll need more of this for sure.

Before leaving, I drink as much water as I can.

I leave the light on to give the bedroom some dim lighting, then head over to the bed, setting up some of the restraints I bought. Bars, straps, attachments. Everything detachable to make things easier. Plenty to work with. I didn't shy away from really spending Kadir's money.

Some go under the mattress, some attach to the four-poster-bed. Each corner of the massive bed has a vertical post going up toward the ceiling. Fancy beautiful black iron with twists and floral embellishments. At the top of each post, similar bars run horizontally, connecting the tops of each. The space between is completely open, no roof or canopy, just an open view to the ceiling above. Curtains drape down the sides from the horizontal beams, but are currently pulled all the way back out of the way. It’s incredibly sturdy, and the bars are perfect for strapping and hanging things.

I hear more and more muffled screams, not loud, but she could wake the baby if I'm not careful. So I finish setting up, grab some scissors, and rush over to Ella's room.

"Shhh, shhhh," I try to calm her as I enter. "Its ok baby, come here, let’s go with mommy." I cut the zip tie connected to the bed, but leave the other tie and the gag on her mouth. She looks confused, tears in her poor little ...