Lotus Valley
Copyright© 2025 by Dylan Dekker
Chapter 18
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 18 - Lotus Valley, once the site of an experimental matriarchal commune, hides secrets of forbidden desires and power. When four college friends arrive for a birthday getaway, they awaken spectral echoes of wild, gender-reversed parties—where women rule and men submit. The group gradually succumbs to the hidden energies of female empowerment, and find unspoken urges inside them awakening. A romantic and sultry tale of femdom and male obedience.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Mind Control Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Historical Horror Mystery Paranormal Ghost Magic Sharing BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Group Sex Orgy Black Female Oral Sex Pegging Safe Sex
The sound of wind fills Charlotte’s ears and she closes her eyes. The roar of growing rain gives her ease. She feels his lips tease her skin, graze over her breast and flick at her nipple. With a little tremble, she takes a sip of champagne and almost spills it. His fingers touch her other nipple, and then she feels soft, hot breath move down her body. A little nibble just above her hip tickles and makes her laugh.
She traces her hand over his hair. It elicits a sigh from him, and soon, he’s at her thighs, his hands resting on her belly. He nibbles a little harder. It makes her legs shake. She worries, for a moment, about accidentally kicking him, and then the thought fades. He’s entirely focused on her. All the energy she built up inside him earlier is being dedicated to his slow, sensual pleasuring of her.
His tongue slides over her. Her back arches, and this time, she does spill some champagne, but she doesn’t care. Nothing matters. Just him, her, the crackling fire, the rain, and this sensation. He’s so energetic, so passionate. His hands tighten on her legs. Does he love this feeling as much as she does?
Every muscle is loose. She drinks the rest of her champagne, drops the glass over the side of the bed carelessly to shatter on the floor, and lets her head sink into the pillow. The whole world melts. Nothing exists but her and the boy giving her everything. She grabs Alex’s hair and she feels it rising in her, the kind of orgasm that’s about to rock her body. And it comes, and she’s never felt anything like it.
“Oh God,” she cries out, breathy as the wind while her body tenses. Alex is about to pull away, but she doesn’t let him. Her hands are tight. He takes the hint instantly, and his tongue goes back to her clit. Her second orgasm is as intense as the first, and she pulls his hair harder than she ever has. Somehow, she knows he’s fine with it. Like she can sense him. His signs of pleasure only become more intense. His tongue speeds up, his hands tighten.
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