Mel blushes as she thinks about Michael. A gorgeous dress was delivered to her earlier. It's sophisticated and elegant, looks couture, but the fact that he selected it for her to wear for him also makes it erotic. She's damp from her bath. Her skin is slick from delicious-scented bath oils. She’s shaving between her legs, and viscerally remembers the feel of his rough-tipped fingers touching her pussy. Wrapped in a towel...

Hazily awakening, I feel and see, except for black silk stockings and lingerie, I am naked. Drowsily, I ask aloud, “Why do I know it’s a baby doll?” Sleepily, confused that my cock is twitching, I recall, “I was in a dark mood last night,” then gasp, “Gawd, did I?” Fumbling, opening the online forum; there, posted by me, “Please cum give me BBC," and one reply. Hands shaking, I click, and up pops a photo of me, face down...

You cannot hide. I cum in the night as a dream, an unendurably delicious orgasmic pleasure forever after denied you. I take more than I give, but you will beg me, “Please, do not stop!” With your manly seed on my tongue, I claim your virility, steal your length, girth and stamina. With your womanly milk on my lips and my tongue snaked into your womb, I claim your womanhood, steal the fullness of your breasts. I know you,...