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Speaker 1 (00:08):
Angel didn't expect much from the usual evening subway ride,
but when John slid into the seat beside her, something
primal stirred deep inside her. His gaze was sharp, possessive,
almost as he caught sight of the book in her hands,
A History of Female Sexuality. The irony wasn't lost on
(00:29):
either of them. What are you reading? He asked, voice
low and teasing, almost a challenge. Angel's blue eyes locked
with his, electric with curiosity and a hint of daring.
She turned the book cover toward him slowly, a sly
smile tugging at her lips. Would you believe it's research?
(00:53):
She whispered. John chuckled darkly, fingers twitching impatiently on his thigh.
I like a woman who knows what she wants and
how to get it. As the subway rumbled on, Angel
felt the heat rising beneath her clothes, her breath hitching
when John's hand brushed against her thigh, deliberate, slow and bold,
(01:18):
not a casual touch, but a claim. His finger tips
trailed higher, slipping dangerously close to the forbidden edge. Their
eyes locked again, and Angel's pulse raced A silent dare
passing between them, thrilling and dangerous when they missed their stop.
(01:39):
John's grin was wicked, Brooklyn, I know a place where
you can let go. The dive bar was a shadowy
den of secrets. The low light revealed John's silhouette as
he pulled Angel into a private booth, his hands capturing
her wrists above her head with effortless strength. Tonight, he breathed,
(02:03):
lips grazing her ear Your mine. Angel shivered as leather
cuffs clicked shut around her wrists, cold metal against hot skin.
Her breath came faster as John's fingers trailed down her neck,
across her chest, and beneath her blouse, teasing and exploring
(02:25):
with a skilled hunger that made her knees weak. He
pushed her skirt up, exposing her thighs to the chill air,
before slipping a finger deep inside her slick heat. Angel gasped, hips,
arching up into his touch, desperate and willing. John's voice
(02:45):
was a growl. You want to beg don't you? She nodded,
words caught in her throat. The power exchange electrified her.
She craved his control, his dominance. John's mouth moved over
her body, teeth grazing sensitive skin, tongue flicking, teasing trails.
(03:09):
Then his hand moved to her ass, squeezing firmly as
he pulled her closer. You're going to learn what it
means to be taken, he whispered, pressing the head of
his cock against her soaked entrance. On my terms, Angel moaned,
pushing back as he slowly slid inside her, stretching her
(03:33):
in a deliciously painful way. The mix of pleasure and
slight stain sent waves of intense heat through her body.
He fucked her hard, relentless and precise, each thrust driving
her closer to the edge. His fingers pinched her nipples,
twisting them until she cried out. Suddenly, his hand was
(03:56):
at her throat, gentle but firm. Look at me, he commanded.
Angel's eyes locked with his, dark and demanding. I'm going
to make you come like you never have before, he promised,
a voice thick with lust. John's grip on Angel's wrists
(04:17):
was firm, but not cruel, the cold leather cuffs biting
lightly into her delicate skin. His eyes, dark and commanding,
never left hers as he leaned in close, his breath
hot against her ear. You belong to me. Tonight, every moon,
every gasp, every shiver, You'll give them to me. Angel's
(04:42):
heart hammered a delicious, fear mingling with aching need, she
arched into his touch, the ache between her legs growing unbearable.
John's hands slid down her torso, fingers teasing beneath her blouse,
skimming the curve of her waist, before dipping beneath her panties.
(05:03):
He circled her swollen cliff with languid, teasing strokes, sending
jolts of pleasure that left her trembling. Beg me, John demanded, softly,
his fingers never pausing. Angel's voice was a trembling whisper,
Please fuck me harder. A dark smile curled his lips.
(05:28):
Good girl. Without warning, he slipped two fingers inside her,
stretching her tight channel mercilessly. Her breath hitched hips, bucking
involuntarily against his hand. John's mouth captured her nipple, biting
just hard enough to draw a sharp gasp. His other
(05:50):
hand moved to her hair, pulling her head back so
their eyes locked in a fierce, hungry stare. You're going
to come on my fingers, and then I'm going to
fuck you until you scream, he promised, voice low and dangerous.
Angel's body trembled as the tension built unbearably. She clunched
(06:13):
around his fingers, moaning aloud, her voice thick with raw need.
John slipped a third finger in, stretching her deeper, driving
her closer to the edge. Her hips rolled against his hand,
desperate for more. Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers and reached
(06:34):
beneath her, peeling off the thin fabric of her panties
with slow, deliberate cruelty. The cool air hit her slick folds,
making her shiver. John's thumb began circling her clit again, harder,
now relentless and precise. Ah, look at me, he growled.
(06:55):
Angel's eyes fluttered open just as her body convulsed, a
shattering orgasm ripping through her. She cried out, limbs trembling,
her whole world collapsing into waves of pleasure. John didn't relent.
His thumb continued its merciless assault, coaxing her through orgasm
(07:17):
after orgasm until her voice was raw and breathless. When
at last he eased back, Angel sanged, spent and trembling,
but there was no rest. For long. John reached for
his belt, fingers fumbling with the buckle as he yanked
down his pants, revealing a thick, slick cock glistening in
(07:40):
the dim barlight. Angel's eyes widened with hunger and anticipation.
On your knees, John commanded. Angel obeyed instantly, the cuffs
still binding her wrists, making the movement a delicious struggle.
She lowered herself in front of him, tongue flicking teasingly
(08:01):
over the swollen tip of his cock, Tasting the salty
precumb that pulled there. John groaned, gripping the back of
her head and guiding her mouth with firm insistence. Angel's
lips slid down his shaft, taking him deep with practiced ease.
She loved the way he reacted to her, the guttural
(08:23):
sounds he made, the way his fingers tangled in her hair.
The world narrowed to just the two of them, the
rough leather of the booth beneath her knees, the heat
of his body, and the slick, urgent rhythm of their
shared hunger. John's hand moved to her hair, tugging gently
(08:45):
as he pushed deeper, testing her limits. You like that
don't you taking me like a good girl? Angel hummed
around him, Eager to please. She licked, sucked, and swirled
her tongue, driving him closer to the edge. John's hips
jerked uncontrollably, and with a low curse, he spilled into
(09:08):
her mouth. Angels swallowed every drop, savoring the taste, then
looked up at him with a wicked grin. You're not done,
John said, pulling her up by the cuffs and pressing
her back against the wall. His hand slid between her legs,
fingers probing her slick folds, teasing her sensitive opening. Then,
(09:32):
with a wicked smile, he produced a small bottle of
lube from his pocket. Tonight, I'm going to fuck you
the way you've been craving, he whispered. Angel's breath hitched
as he coated two thick fingers, pressing them slowly into
her tight, well trained ass. She gasped at the intrusion,
(09:56):
the intense stretch sending shock waves through her body. John's
mouth captured hers in a fierce kiss as he pushed
his fingers deeper, then withdrew and pressed the head of
his cock against her entrance. Ready, he said softly. Angel nodded,
her body trembling with anticipation. With a slow, deliberate thrust,
(10:22):
John pushed inside her ass, filling her completely. Angel bit
her lip to stifle a moan as he began to
move deep, hard and unrelenting. The bar around them faded
into nothingness. Only the slick, hot friction of him driving
into her, the sound of their ragged breaths, and the
(10:44):
steady slap of skin on skin remained. John's hands gripped
her hips tightly, pulling her into each punishing thrust. You
like it deep, don't you fucking your tight little ass?
Angel jell nodded, voice trembling yes. Harder he obeyed, driving
(11:07):
into her with increased speed and force. The mix of
pain and pleasure overwhelmed her every nerve, ending on fire.
Her hands clenched the wall, nails digging into the paint
as waves of orgasm rolled through her. John wasn't done,
his fingers still circling her clit in wild, relentless strokes,
(11:29):
pushing her over the edge again and again. When she
finally cried out, shattered and undone, John's mouth captured face
and the triumphant kiss and his cock pulsing deep inside Afterward,
they collapsed, tangled, and spent. Angel's mind spun with the
(11:51):
heady rush of taboo, of pleasure pushed to its wildest limits.
This wasn't just a chance meeting. It was a descent
into the darkest, most delicious depths of desire.
Speaker 2 (12:12):
If you enjoy this podcast, then please write an Apple
review saying why you love it. We truly appreciate your
support and the wonderful messages we receive from you. See
you next time.
Angel didn't expect much from the usual evening subway ride,
but when John slid into the seat beside her, something
primal stirred deep inside her. His gaze was sharp, possessive,
almost as he caught sight of the book in her hands,
A History of Female Sexuality. The irony wasn't lost on
(00:29):
either of them. What are you reading? He asked, voice
low and teasing, almost a challenge. Angel's blue eyes locked
with his, electric with curiosity and a hint of daring.
She turned the book cover toward him slowly, a sly
smile tugging at her lips. Would you believe it's research?
(00:53):
She whispered. John chuckled darkly, fingers twitching impatiently on his thigh.
I like a woman who knows what she wants and
how to get it. As the subway rumbled on, Angel
felt the heat rising beneath her clothes, her breath hitching
when John's hand brushed against her thigh, deliberate, slow and bold,
(01:18):
not a casual touch, but a claim. His finger tips
trailed higher, slipping dangerously close to the forbidden edge. Their
eyes locked again, and Angel's pulse raced A silent dare
passing between them, thrilling and dangerous when they missed their stop.
(01:39):
John's grin was wicked, Brooklyn, I know a place where
you can let go. The dive bar was a shadowy
den of secrets. The low light revealed John's silhouette as
he pulled Angel into a private booth, his hands capturing
her wrists above her head with effortless strength. Tonight, he breathed,
(02:03):
lips grazing her ear Your mine. Angel shivered as leather
cuffs clicked shut around her wrists, cold metal against hot skin.
Her breath came faster as John's fingers trailed down her neck,
across her chest, and beneath her blouse, teasing and exploring
(02:25):
with a skilled hunger that made her knees weak. He
pushed her skirt up, exposing her thighs to the chill air,
before slipping a finger deep inside her slick heat. Angel gasped, hips,
arching up into his touch, desperate and willing. John's voice
(02:45):
was a growl. You want to beg don't you? She nodded,
words caught in her throat. The power exchange electrified her.
She craved his control, his dominance. John's mouth moved over
her body, teeth grazing sensitive skin, tongue flicking, teasing trails.
(03:09):
Then his hand moved to her ass, squeezing firmly as
he pulled her closer. You're going to learn what it
means to be taken, he whispered, pressing the head of
his cock against her soaked entrance. On my terms, Angel moaned,
pushing back as he slowly slid inside her, stretching her
(03:33):
in a deliciously painful way. The mix of pleasure and
slight stain sent waves of intense heat through her body.
He fucked her hard, relentless and precise, each thrust driving
her closer to the edge. His fingers pinched her nipples,
twisting them until she cried out. Suddenly, his hand was
(03:56):
at her throat, gentle but firm. Look at me, he commanded.
Angel's eyes locked with his, dark and demanding. I'm going
to make you come like you never have before, he promised,
a voice thick with lust. John's grip on Angel's wrists
(04:17):
was firm, but not cruel, the cold leather cuffs biting
lightly into her delicate skin. His eyes, dark and commanding,
never left hers as he leaned in close, his breath
hot against her ear. You belong to me. Tonight, every moon,
every gasp, every shiver, You'll give them to me. Angel's
(04:42):
heart hammered a delicious, fear mingling with aching need, she
arched into his touch, the ache between her legs growing unbearable.
John's hands slid down her torso, fingers teasing beneath her blouse,
skimming the curve of her waist, before dipping beneath her panties.
(05:03):
He circled her swollen cliff with languid, teasing strokes, sending
jolts of pleasure that left her trembling. Beg me, John demanded, softly,
his fingers never pausing. Angel's voice was a trembling whisper,
Please fuck me harder. A dark smile curled his lips.
(05:28):
Good girl. Without warning, he slipped two fingers inside her,
stretching her tight channel mercilessly. Her breath hitched hips, bucking
involuntarily against his hand. John's mouth captured her nipple, biting
just hard enough to draw a sharp gasp. His other
(05:50):
hand moved to her hair, pulling her head back so
their eyes locked in a fierce, hungry stare. You're going
to come on my fingers, and then I'm going to
fuck you until you scream, he promised, voice low and dangerous.
Angel's body trembled as the tension built unbearably. She clunched
(06:13):
around his fingers, moaning aloud, her voice thick with raw need.
John slipped a third finger in, stretching her deeper, driving
her closer to the edge. Her hips rolled against his hand,
desperate for more. Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers and reached
(06:34):
beneath her, peeling off the thin fabric of her panties
with slow, deliberate cruelty. The cool air hit her slick folds,
making her shiver. John's thumb began circling her clit again, harder,
now relentless and precise. Ah, look at me, he growled.
(06:55):
Angel's eyes fluttered open just as her body convulsed, a
shattering orgasm ripping through her. She cried out, limbs trembling,
her whole world collapsing into waves of pleasure. John didn't relent.
His thumb continued its merciless assault, coaxing her through orgasm
(07:17):
after orgasm until her voice was raw and breathless. When
at last he eased back, Angel sanged, spent and trembling,
but there was no rest. For long. John reached for
his belt, fingers fumbling with the buckle as he yanked
down his pants, revealing a thick, slick cock glistening in
(07:40):
the dim barlight. Angel's eyes widened with hunger and anticipation.
On your knees, John commanded. Angel obeyed instantly, the cuffs
still binding her wrists, making the movement a delicious struggle.
She lowered herself in front of him, tongue flicking teasingly
(08:01):
over the swollen tip of his cock, Tasting the salty
precumb that pulled there. John groaned, gripping the back of
her head and guiding her mouth with firm insistence. Angel's
lips slid down his shaft, taking him deep with practiced ease.
She loved the way he reacted to her, the guttural
(08:23):
sounds he made, the way his fingers tangled in her hair.
The world narrowed to just the two of them, the
rough leather of the booth beneath her knees, the heat
of his body, and the slick, urgent rhythm of their
shared hunger. John's hand moved to her hair, tugging gently
(08:45):
as he pushed deeper, testing her limits. You like that
don't you taking me like a good girl? Angel hummed
around him, Eager to please. She licked, sucked, and swirled
her tongue, driving him closer to the edge. John's hips
jerked uncontrollably, and with a low curse, he spilled into
(09:08):
her mouth. Angels swallowed every drop, savoring the taste, then
looked up at him with a wicked grin. You're not done,
John said, pulling her up by the cuffs and pressing
her back against the wall. His hand slid between her legs,
fingers probing her slick folds, teasing her sensitive opening. Then,
(09:32):
with a wicked smile, he produced a small bottle of
lube from his pocket. Tonight, I'm going to fuck you
the way you've been craving, he whispered. Angel's breath hitched
as he coated two thick fingers, pressing them slowly into
her tight, well trained ass. She gasped at the intrusion,
(09:56):
the intense stretch sending shock waves through her body. John's
mouth captured hers in a fierce kiss as he pushed
his fingers deeper, then withdrew and pressed the head of
his cock against her entrance. Ready, he said softly. Angel nodded,
her body trembling with anticipation. With a slow, deliberate thrust,
(10:22):
John pushed inside her ass, filling her completely. Angel bit
her lip to stifle a moan as he began to
move deep, hard and unrelenting. The bar around them faded
into nothingness. Only the slick, hot friction of him driving
into her, the sound of their ragged breaths, and the
(10:44):
steady slap of skin on skin remained. John's hands gripped
her hips tightly, pulling her into each punishing thrust. You
like it deep, don't you fucking your tight little ass?
Angel jell nodded, voice trembling yes. Harder he obeyed, driving
(11:07):
into her with increased speed and force. The mix of
pain and pleasure overwhelmed her every nerve, ending on fire.
Her hands clenched the wall, nails digging into the paint
as waves of orgasm rolled through her. John wasn't done,
his fingers still circling her clit in wild, relentless strokes,
(11:29):
pushing her over the edge again and again. When she
finally cried out, shattered and undone, John's mouth captured face
and the triumphant kiss and his cock pulsing deep inside Afterward,
they collapsed, tangled, and spent. Angel's mind spun with the
(11:51):
heady rush of taboo, of pleasure pushed to its wildest limits.
This wasn't just a chance meeting. It was a descent
into the darkest, most delicious depths of desire.
Speaker 2 (12:12):
If you enjoy this podcast, then please write an Apple
review saying why you love it. We truly appreciate your
support and the wonderful messages we receive from you. See
you next time.
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