The Dark Side of Euphanies: A Man's Descent int...

Ryan had surrendered to his hidden cravings at thirty-eight, with a desk job that left him soft around the edges and a marriage that had cooled to routine. He found escape in the glow of his laptop screen as he enjoyed the twisted fantasies that played out on the screen. His hand would work his modest shaft furiously, spilling weak seed to the sight of emasculation, of lovers reducing men to eunuchs.

Sara was a petite blonde with golden waves framing her heart-shaped face and a body that still turned heads. She stared as Ryan bent over her, holding his naked cock close to her lower back. Sara dove in with surprise zeal, downloading apps and flirting shamelessly. It didn't take long for Tyler to hook him up with his twenty-five-year-old Adonis.

Tyler was a gym-sculpted Adonis with broad shoulders, chiseled jaw, and an aura of unyielding command. Their first encounter was a spark to dry Tinder. Sara slipped into a crimson sheath dress that hugged her modest curves, the hem barely grazing her thighs, paired with strappy heels that accentuated her toned legs. Ryan chauffeured her to the upscale lounge, his pulse thundering, a futile twitch stirring in his slacks.

Inside, Tyler claimed her instantly, his large hand splaying across her lower back, drawing her close. She melted against him, her laughter light as his fingers traced her spine. Hours later, she stumbled home, dress askew, the scent of his musk clinging to her skin. 'He bent me over the restroom sink,' she breathed, hiking her skirt to reveal red marks on her pale ass. Ryan sank to the floor, fumbling his zipper, stroking his hardening length as she detailed the stretch, the heat of his release dripping down her thighs.

The emasculation ritual came soon after, a deliberate ceremony in their dimly lit bedroom. Tyler lounged against the headboard, nude and erect, his thick vein-ridgeged cock a monument to virility. Sara, in a sheer black negligee, straddled Ryan's waist. He lay exposed, his undersized sack drawn tight--two small, fragile orbs nestled beneath a shaft that strained but promised little.

'He bent me over the restroom sink,' she rasped, eyes fixed on her plate. 'I've watched it all. I need you to live it. Find a younger bull, let him own you.' Tyler's chuckle rumbled low as he pressed her against a railing, grinding openly, his bare thrusts culminating in a gush that painted her insides white.

From then on, Sara reserved her wildest indulgences for Tyler alone. She'd never swallowed for Ryan, but with Tyler, she'd kneel in fishnet stockings and a cupless corset, throat working his full length until her eyes watered, Gulping every ropey spurt with greedy swallows. Anal, a boundary she'd drawn firm, became routine: oiled and insistent, he'd claim her rear entrance on all fours, her whimpers turning to pleas as he reamed her depths, pulling out to coat her back in hot jets.

Their twisted fantasies played out on the screen, their fingers tracing each other's curves like two lovers. Their world narrowed to Tyler: manicures for his approval, workouts for his grip, whispers of forever.

Sex stories

Did you like this story? The Dark Side of Euphanies: A Man's Descent int... look, but like these, here Sex stories.