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Between the Headphones - part 3
You and Ari are cooking dinner together in the kitchen, the warm glow of the overhead lights casting a soft hue on your shared living space. As you chop vegetables for a stir-fry, Ari seasoning the chicken, you both start discussing your favorite erotic stories from the podcast.
‘I loved that one where the woman was a dominatrix,’ you say, your eyes sparkling with excitement. ‘The way she controlled her partner was so hot.’
Ari nods in agreement, his fingers gently massaging the chicken breasts as he coats them in a mix of spices. ‘Yeah, I could totally see you in that role,’ he says with a grin. ‘You’ve got the confidence and the sass to pull it off.’
You laugh, feeling a warm blush creep up your neck. ‘Well, thank you,’ you say, playfully batting your eyelashes at him. ‘I think you’d make a great submissive, too.’
Ari chuckles, his eyes twinkling with mischief. ‘I can be pretty obedient when I want to be,’ he says, his voice taking on a teasing edge.
As you continue discussing your favorite stories and fantasies, Ari can’t help but steal glances at your body, imagining you in various domineering roles. He pictures you dressed in leather and lace, wielding a whip or riding crop as you command him to obey your every desire.
Suddenly, Ari accidentally drops the spice grinder he’s holding, startling you and causing you both to laugh. The tension between you grows thicker by the minute, and it’s clear that neither of you can focus on cooking anymore.
‘Maybe we should move this party to the living room,’ Ari suggests, his voice low and husky.
You nod in agreement, your heart racing with anticipation as you both leave the kitchen and settle onto the couch. There, you continue discussing your kinks related to vicarphilia, discovering a new one that neither of you has explored yet – roleplaying as strangers meeting in a bar or club.
Excited by the prospect of trying something new, you both agree to incorporate this kink into your next sexual encounter. Your imagination runs wild with possibilities, and you can’t help but feel a surge of desire for Ari as you picture yourselves in this scenario.
As the conversation grows more heated, you find yourself drawn to Ari like a moth to a flame. You lean in close, your lips brushing against his ear as you whisper dirty, suggestive words that make him shiver with anticipation.
‘I can’t wait to explore this new kink with you,’ you say, your fingers tracing the outline of his chest through his shirt. ‘I want to dominate you in every way possible.’
Ari moans softly, his hands gripping your hips as he pulls you closer. ‘I’m all yours,’ he breathes, his eyes dark with desire.
Without another word, you both stand up and make your way to the bedroom, eager to put your newfound kink into practice. The passion between you ignites like a wildfire, consuming you both as you explore this uncharted territory of vicarphilia together.
As the night unfolds, you take on the role of the dominant stranger, commanding Ari to do your bidding as he plays the part of the willing submissive. You push each other’s boundaries, discovering new depths to your shared kink and growing closer than ever before.
Finally, spent and satiated, you both collapse onto the bed, your bodies intertwined as you catch your breath. You can’t help but smile at the thought of how far you’ve come since that first podcast, and how much your relationship has deepened because of it.
‘That was amazing,’ Ari says softly, his fingers tracing lazy circles on your skin. ‘I never knew exploring our kinks could bring us so close.’
You nod in agreement, feeling a warmth spread through your chest at his words. ‘Me neither,’ you say, turning to look into his eyes. ‘But I’m glad we got to experience it together.’
Ari smiles, his gaze filled with love and gratitude. ‘Me too,’ he says softly. ‘I can’t wait to see where this journey takes us next.’
You smile back, knowing that whatever the future holds, you’ll face it together, your shared exploration of vicarphilia bonding you closer than ever before.
You stand in the doorway, taking in the scene before you. Ari is blindfolded and tied spread-eagle on the bed, his body tense with anticipation. The flickering candles cast eerie shadows on the walls, and the soft music playing in the background adds to the seductive atmosphere.
‘Are you ready for me, Ari?’ you ask in a sultry voice, as you approach the bed.
Ari nods, his breathing shallow and quick. ‘Yes, YN,’ he whispers.
You run your fingers along his chest, feeling the goosebumps that rise in their wake. ‘I can’t wait to hear about your darkest fantasies,’ you say, tracing a line down to his stomach. ‘Tell me everything.’
Ari swallows hard. ‘I’ve always wanted to be dominated by a strong woman,’ he confesses. ‘Someone who knows what they want and isn’t afraid to take it.’
You smile, your fingers dipping lower to tease the waistband of his boxers. ‘And what else turns you on?’ you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.
Ari hesitates for a moment before answering. ‘I love the idea of being spanked,’ he admits. ‘The mixture of pain and pleasure is so intense.’
‘Mmm,’ you hum in approval, your fingers now playing with the button on his boxers. ‘I think I can give you what you want, Ari.’
You unbutton his boxers and slide them down his legs, revealing his erection straining against his black briefs. You run your finger along the outline of his cock, feeling it twitch in response.
‘But first,’ you say, standing up and walking around to the other side of the bed, ‘I want to explore your body.’
You climb onto the bed, straddling Ari’s waist. His hips buck beneath you as he feels the heat of your core against his stomach. You lean forward, pressing your breasts against his chest, and kiss him deeply. He moans into your mouth, his hands straining against the restraints that hold him in place.
You break the kiss and sit back on his hips, admiring the way his muscles tense beneath you. You reach for the riding crop that lies on the bedside table and trace it along Ari’s inner thighs, feeling him shiver in response.
‘Tell me about one of your favorite erotic stories,’ you demand, tapping the crop against his skin. ‘And make it good.’
Ari clears his throat, his voice husky with desire. ‘There was this one story,’ he begins, ‘about a man who was kidnapped by a group of dominant women. They tied him up and took turns teasing and tormenting him.’
You smile, using the crop to trace circles around his nipples. ‘And what did they do to him?’ you ask, your voice dripping with curiosity.
‘They spanked him,’ Ari says, his breath catching as you flick the crop against his chest. ‘And they made him recite his deepest desires while they punished or rewarded him based on their satisfaction.’
You nod in approval, leaning down to whisper in his ear. ‘I think I can make that fantasy come true for you, Ari.’
You slide off of him and stand at the foot of the bed, admiring the way he looks spread-eagle before you. You raise the crop and bring it down on his thigh with a sharp smack. Ari yelps in surprise, his hips jerking in response to the stinging sensation.
‘Now,’ you say, your voice firm, ‘tell me about another one of your fantasies.’
Ari hesitates for a moment before answering. ‘I’ve always wanted to be tied up and teased with a feather,’ he admits, his cheeks flushing pink.
You chuckle, picking up the feather that lies on the bedside table. ‘I think I can make that happen too.’
You run the feather along Ari’s arms, feeling him shiver in response to the light touch. You continue down his chest and stomach, circling his nipples before moving lower to trace the outline of his cock through his briefs.
Ari moans, his hips bucking as he tries to get closer to the feather’s teasing touch. ‘Please,’ he begs, his voice strained.
You smile, enjoying the power you have over him in this moment. You slide the feather under the waistband of his briefs, tickling his sensitive skin. Ari gasps, his body tensing as he tries to resist the urge to move.
‘Are you enjoying this, Ari?’ you ask, your voice teasing. ‘Because I can stop anytime.’
‘No!’ Ari cries out. ‘Don’t stop. Please.’
You laugh, using the feather to trace circles around his cock. ‘I think you like being teased, don’t you?’
Ari nods, his breathing ragged as he tries to control his desire. You continue to torment him with the feather, alternating between gentle touches and sharp smacks with the crop. Ari moans and writhes beneath you, his body begging for release.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, you reach down and remove his briefs, exposing his hard cock to the cool air. You wrap your hand around it, stroking him in time with the feather’s teasing touch. Ari cries out, his hips bucking as he tries to get closer to your hand.
You lean down and whisper in his ear. ‘Are you ready to come for me, Ari?’
Ari nods frantically, his body trembling with desire. You increase the speed of your strokes, using the feather to tickle his balls as he moans and writhes beneath you.
With a final cry, Ari climaxes, his body tensing as he releases himself into your hand. You continue to stroke him through his orgasm, milking every last drop of pleasure from his trembling body.
Afterwards, you lie in each other’s arms, discussing your favorite moments from the night and planning future explorations of your vicarphilia kinks. The chapter ends with you sharing intimate thoughts and desires, your bond strengthened by your shared passion for vicarphilia.