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Surrender to Desire - part 3
You and Morgan continue your exploration of wax play in his private playroom. As you become more comfortable with each other, he introduces new sensations such as ice play or feather teasing, adding an element of surprise and excitement to your erotic encounters.
‘I want to try something different,’ Morgan says, his eyes sparkling with mischief. ‘Close your eyes and trust me.’
You do as he asks, feeling a thrill of anticipation run through you. Suddenly, you feel something cold and wet against your skin. You gasp in surprise as Morgan trails a piece of ice down your neck, between your breasts, and along your stomach. The contrast between the heat of your body and the icy sensation sends shivers through you, making your nipples harden and your breath quicken.
Morgan chuckles softly at your reaction. ‘I thought you might like that.’ He continues to explore your body with the ice, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake.
As you grow more accustomed to the sensation, Morgan introduces feathers into the mix. The light touch of the feathers against your sensitive skin sends a wave of pleasure through you, making you moan with delight. He teases you mercilessly, brushing the feathers across your nipples and down your inner thighs, barely grazing your skin but driving you wild with desire.
You arch your back, offering yourself up to his touch as he continues to alternate between the ice and feathers, building an exquisite tension within you. You’re on fire, desperate for release, but Morgan knows just how to keep you teetering on the edge without going over.
Finally, unable to take it any longer, you beg him to touch you more intimately. With a wicked grin, he complies, sliding his fingers between your legs and finding your clit with unerring precision. You cry out as he begins to rub it in slow, circular motions, the combination of sensations sending you hurtling towards orgasm.
‘Come for me,’ Morgan commands, his voice low and husky. ‘Let go and surrender to the pleasure.’
You do as he says, letting yourself fall into the abyss of ecstasy as your body shudders with the force of your climax. As the waves of pleasure subside, you collapse against him, breathless and spent.
Morgan holds you close, his arms wrapped around you protectively as you catch your breath. ‘You’re incredible,’ he whispers in your ear. ‘I’ve never met anyone like you.’
You blush at his words, feeling a sense of gratitude and connection that you haven’t experienced in a long time. As you cuddle together on the bed discussing your favorite moments from the night or making plans for your next encounter, you realize that you have found a newfound confidence in exploring your sexuality without the risk of emotional attachment.
‘Thank you,’ you say softly, looking up at Morgan with a smile. ‘For everything.’
He returns your smile, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. ‘The pleasure has been all mine, YN. I can’t wait to see where this journey takes us next.’
You stand in the center of Morgan’s private playroom, wearing a revealing black lace corset that accentuates your curves and leaves little to the imagination. The room is dimly lit, with candles flickering on various surfaces, casting an intimate glow over the space. Morgan, dressed in tight-fitting jeans and a white T-shirt, smiles at you from across the room, his eyes filled with desire.
‘Are you ready for tonight?’ he asks, his voice low and sultry.
You nod, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Morgan approaches you, his fingers trailing along your arm as he takes in your appearance. He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear.
‘Tonight is all about exploring your desires,’ he whispers. ‘I want you to let go and surrender to the sensations.’
You feel a shiver run down your spine as Morgan steps back and begins to set up various candles and wax materials on a nearby table. The anticipation builds within you, and you can’t help but admire his skillful preparations.
Once everything is in place, Morgan motions for you to sit on the edge of the large bed in the center of the room. You obey, your heart racing as he lights several candles and places them around the bed. The warm glow of the flames dances across your skin, adding to the already charged atmosphere.
Morgan picks up a small bowl filled with melted wax and dips his finger into it. He approaches you slowly, his eyes locked on yours as he trails his wax-coated finger along your shoulder. The sensation is both hot and soothing, sending tingles down your spine.
‘How does that feel?’ Morgan asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
‘Good,’ you reply, your breath catching in your throat as he continues to drizzle warm wax onto your skin. He moves down your arms, your chest, and finally your stomach, creating intricate patterns with the wax. The mixture of heat and cold from the melting wax creates an intoxicating sensation that leaves you craving more.
Morgan takes a feather from the table and begins to tease your nipples, circling them gently before applying slight pressure. You gasp as the combination of the warm wax and the soft feather sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body.
‘You like that?’ Morgan asks with a grin.
You nod, unable to form words as he continues his sensual assault on your breasts. He alternates between the feather and ice cubes, leaving you breathless and yearning for more.
Morgan binds your wrists together with a silk scarf and ties it to the headboard, leaving you vulnerable and exposed. You feel a rush of adrenaline mixed with arousal as he begins to drizzle warm wax onto your inner thighs, inching closer and closer to your wet center.
‘You’re so beautiful like this,’ Morgan whispers, his eyes raking over your body. ‘Completely at my mercy.’
You shiver as the warm wax reaches your most sensitive area, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. Morgan teases you with feathers and ice cubes, alternating between hot and cold sensations that leave you on the edge of ecstasy.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, you reach for him, pulling him close and kissing him passionately. Morgan responds in kind, his hands roaming over your body as he explores every inch of your skin.
You reciprocate by dripping warm wax onto Morgan’s chest and stomach, taking your time to explore his body and revel in the control you now have over him. You use ice cubes to trace along his erect cock while he teases your clit with a feather, both of you moaning and gasping as the wax continues to drip onto your skin.
Morgan positions himself between your legs, his hardness pressing against your entrance. With one powerful thrust, he’s inside you, both of you moaning as the sensation of warm wax mixes with the intensity of penetrative sex.
You move together in a frenzy of passion, your bodies slick with sweat and wax. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and gasps, interspersed with the soft drip of wax onto the sheets below.
As you both reach your climax, Morgan’s movements become more urgent, his thrusts deeper and harder. You cry out in ecstasy as your orgasm crashes over you, your body shuddering with pleasure. Morgan follows suit, groaning as he releases himself inside you.
Afterwards, you lie tangled together in the bed, your skin covered in remnants of wax. You share a tender moment, discussing your experience and how it has brought you closer together. The intimacy you feel is unlike anything you’ve experienced before, and you know that this journey with Morgan is only just beginning.