1. Insatiable


    Date: 5/12/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: DamonX, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    the living room to find her guest fully dressed. “I guess I should get going,” he said, somewhat awkwardly as his domineering erotic presence seemed to fade away in the sexual afterglow. She noticed her little black underwear stuffed into the back pocket of his jeans. Taylor had bought those panties for her to wear for him, but now Brandon was claiming them as some kind of dirty little trophy. Amanda glanced over at the clock. “Yeah, I guess that’s a good idea.” Truth be told, she wanted him gone. She had taken what she felt she needed and now she wished to discard him and continue with her day. Like a junkie with an addiction, she had momentarily attained her fix. After an awkward goodbye, Brandon left the apartment and Amanda went about eliminating any trace of his visit. She washed the bedding, cleaned the sex toys, wiped down the coffee table and tossed her stockings and garter belt in the dumpster behind the building. She also deleted all Brandon’s text messages from her phone before showering thoroughly to wash away any remnants of her kinky afternoon. She had just pulled the bed sheets from the dryer and replaced them on the bed when Taylor walked through the door. The couple went about their evening as if nothing had happened. They went to the driving range and then out to dinner. The debased activities of earlier that day, Amanda had buried deep down in the depths of her psyche. She had always been very adept at ...
    compartmentalization, and this was no exception. In fact, if it was not for the subtle taste of Brandon’s cum lingering on her tongue, she would have thought absolutely nothing of her twisted, adulterous undertakings. He had been an erotic addendum to a generally slutty chapter in the book of her life, and that chapter was fast coming to a close. There might be others… There would probably be others. Scandalous secrets that she would keep to herself and then gradually forget. After all…she wasn’t hurting anyone. Later that night, Amanda was lying in bed watching television with her boyfriend beside her, when she saw that ominous red light flashing on her little black cell phone. She picked it up to check the incoming message. ‘Thanks for this morning. ;) ‘ Amanda remained calm and cold as she transfixed on that little winking emoticon. She subtly shifted her arm position to hide the glowing screen from Taylor. “Who is that?” he asked half-heartedly, his attention firmly fixed on the TV. She erased the text and opened her contact list, quickly finding Brandon’s name, which she had strategically titled “Brenna.” Clicking on the name, she moved the cursor to the “Delete Contact” option. “Nobody,” she muttered quietly. “Nobody at all.” ‘Are you sure you want to delete contact?’ the screen flashed back at her. She looked over at Taylor, who was rolling over and closing his eyes before turning back to her phone. She clicked “Yes.” The End
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