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Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Epilogue
🕑 Added 2022-06-11 23:07:14 +0000 UTCHey guys,
So I got a little block on Trap online which I should probably get passed tomorrow I just got frustrated with it and so I got some inspiration for the Epilogue. I know I have been asking this a lot but feedback on Epilogues and basically, all chapters are important to me. Epilogues especially as it sets up what I want to focus on for the next week or excitement for the next week. So here is my first attempt and if you all love it I will stick with it and continue that way. I might put up another and gauge not only how you guys feel but how I feel about it.
Without further ado here is the Epilogue attempt!
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I picked Crystal up, stroking her wet hair from her face as I began to leave the bathroom of the base meant. I knew I was leaving yet another mess behind. It was late, though, and I needed to take care of Crystal. Her breathing was deep and steady, having passed out from the worst of my needs tonight.
I let myself lose control of myself tonight. It felt so good, just like Crystal's soft, slightly squishy skin felt in my arms. I carried her like a princess up the stairs and ignored the door as I went up the steps. Her breathing remained steady, her back against my arm, her head resting on my shoulder. I carried her light body with relative ease as I moved up to her bedroom. Or at least for the week, it would also be my bedroom.
I looked down at her body and saw the slight bruising around her neck, where I might have tightened a little too much. The hot jacuzzi bath will help with the healing, but I did tighten my grip a little too hard. My cock throbbed in want as I thought about that rough fuck I gave her, though. I loved doing it.
The smile on my face wouldn't go away, nor did I want it to go away. I liked what was going on with Crystal, and when I reached the second floor, I brought her over to the bed. I pulled open the blankets, and I placed her down gently on the sheets. I quickly moved to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and left the room to find my cellphone and set the appropriate alarms. I put my phone and plugged it in to charge. I opened up the blankets and laid myself beside Crystal.
I heard her moan like a switch as she felt my skin against mine. She turned in her sleep and hugged my body. Her naughty hands touched my breasts, her thumb swiping against my nipple. I grinned, looking down at my woman, and I reached over with one hand and pulled her head up before placing my arm under her head. Instantly she cuddled closer, and seconds later, her head was on my shoulder.
"MMhmm," I heard escape her lips, "Much better," She continued, and I wasn't sure if she was still asleep. I looked down at her, and her breathing continued in the same pattern. I lightly sighed, feeling much better in general as I lay down. Drowsiness overcame me even as my mind tried to turn back to things I couldn't control.
I laid back my mind, not quite reaching that critical point to fall asleep. My mind kept thinking about all the things that happened this week. I could barely remember that I started this week by playing with Sarah. I sighed, feeling the soft even breaths of Crystal.
My mind went to when I dominated that woman Sophia. A thrill went through me as I remembered dominating her so quickly and her cum drunk expression as I left her on the bed. I couldn't help but remember that I left some full condoms beside her, filled to the brim with semen tied tightly for her. Did she drink it? Dispose of my semen? I couldn't help the frown that came across my face as the thought of her inseminating herself with it crossed my mind.
I wasn't opposed to having kids, but I would like to be aware of the kids themselves. Having kids with clients as well made me feel weird, and I didn't like it. I slightly shook my head, looking up at Crystal's ceiling. I didn't want kids with clients, and that thought brought me to Becky.
Becky was weird lately. I could not understand or make sense of her. I could see her like and need for me every time I played with her. Becky's body craved me almost at this point, but I knew there was something with her husband. That didn't even bring up the question of what was going on with Becky toward me. She had been acting weird ever since I got her to pledge herself to me.
I couldn't help the frown as I thought about it as it seemed to be complicated. I could tell that Becky cared about her husband in a way that I did not understand. I felt myself getting worked up thinking about Becky, and I wanted to growl in partial anger. Instead, I turned slightly into Crystal.
Crystal's head moved, and I saw her face frown cutely in sleep, and she readjusted a little, her smile returning. I grinned, looking at her, and I felt my eyes getting heavier. I felt myself slowly drifting off, and my eyes shut as Crystal brought her head to my breasts.
My mind wasn't merciful to me, and I remembered the volleyball game. I needed more practice, and I barely knew many of the other women that were on the team. There was Sarah and Alex, to my knowledge, and there was that woman with long black hair that I remembered slightly making me angry. I couldn't care too much about her, but I knew that wasn't good.
I nodded to myself. I needed to get to know at least the current starters of the volleyball team; You need to know your competition. I felt a grin grow on my face. It was this feeling of competition that I had not felt for such a long time. That moment that you knew someone was better than you, but you could do better.
I had always hated not competing in the past as this was the feeling I missed. I felt the urge to get up and run to school to start drilling my body. It was sudden, this feeling coming back, and I desperately missed it. I knew what I needed to do, and I had a coach that was willing to work with me.
I could easily feel Mrs. Grendier's hope in me; otherwise, she would not spend as much time on me as she had. She saw my potential, and I knew I had it. I hated when my parents made me bow to others these last years. Not fighting for me to allow me to compete in the competitions that I craved so much. To make others fall under my foot and crush their hopes. It drove me in the past, and it fueled me forward to improve.
It was why I worked out for so many years without any true reason too. I could never allow myself to fall to someone else without that person besting me. My drowsiness was still very evident, and as I thought about competing, I remembered a thing I used to do when I was a kid before those soccer tournaments. I knew I had to sleep if I wanted to be at the top of my game.
I have a competition starting tomorrow. I felt my ambitions rising, and I knew what I needed to start. I needed a starter position to develop my experience. To start with that, I needed sleep.
A moment later, the world went dark as I felt my eyelids shut softly with a large vicious grin on my face.
I would make my sports dreams come true by dominating everyone in my way.
Comments
Mr.Tiemos
That’s why you start with the refs
Han Pol
dominating every one in sport her way would likely be called a foul. :D
