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Socking Parker’s Big Dick – An Erotic Tale of Submission

It was a dark night when I stumbled into the local Foothill bar. On my way out of town for a while, my subconscious had driven me there. It was in search of something dark, something that would satisfy the craving inside of me for more.

And I found it there, in the bowels of the bar, behind the double doors of the back room…in Parker. He first struck me with his boldness, his raw sexuality and his big dick. His strut and confidence were captivating. I could feel his dick straining against his jeans, wanting to burst free. I wanted to experience the pleasure of that cock in all its glory. But with him, it went beyond the physical. He commanded my submission. I knew that, to experience the full pleasure of his cock, I’d have to let him have his way with me.

And so I did. This is the tale of my submission, and the pleasure I found in Parker’s big dick.

Table of Contents

• 1. Desperate Need For Submission
• 2. Intoxicating Ecstasy In Pain
• 3. Exploring the Depths of Dark Masochism
• 4. Enjoying Every Moment of Surrender
• Future Outlook

1. Desperate Need For Submission

I was in a state of desperation. I knew my craving for submission was growing out of control. All the time I wanted more and more, never satisfied. I wanted someone that could put me in my rightful place – on my knees, utterly dominated. It was then I met Parker, a big, beefy gym-goer with a thick cut cock. He was the kind of guy that could break me in just the way I needed.

We found a quiet room where we could be alone and I stripped down before him. His eyes cut through me and I could feel his desire. I knew it was time to submit. He started with his hands tightly gripping my neck, then moved to my nipples and soon my entire body was in the throes of pleasure. His hands moved down to my ass, then grabbed my cock from behind. His thrusts were deep and sudden as he pushed his thick dick inside me. I shouted in pleasure, the combination of his power and the sensation of pure submission pushing me further.

• My clothes were in a pile on the floor, a sign of my surrender
• He drove his cock deep inside me, seeking the ultimate orgasm.
• I begged for more, relentlessly pushing my body to pleasure.
• Every thrust a reminder of his dominance over me.

2. Intoxicating Ecstasy In Pain

The taste of sweat, the smell of leather and the sensation of his body pressed against mine set my heart on fire. He was dominant, yet inviting, a hurricane of pleasure mixed with torment. As I opened myself up to him, my defences melted away and I felt the undeniable urge to submit.

He started tracing the outline of my body with his fingertips, starting at my neck and slowly travelling down to my cock. It was as if his touch alone could drive me into a state of pure bliss. His other hand firmly grabbed my hip as he pushed his hard cock into me, pushing me closer to the edge with each thrust. He didn’t stop until I had reached maximum arousal, and then he moved his strong hands down to my buttocks, ripping off my boxers in the process. I felt my face flush and my entire body tremble as he took his socks off and started to wrap them around his cock. The feeling was intense and a little painful but also strangely arousing as I savoured each tug and thrust of the pleasure-filled instrument in my hole. He moved relentlessly with passionate intensity and took me higher and higher until I was quivering with an overwhelming desire. His touch, his smell and his energy combined to create an that left me in a state of deep pleasure. I lay there feeling every sensation as I rode the wave of erotic pleasure until I finally succumbed to the moment and let go.

3. Exploring the Depths of Dark Masochism

I dived head first into miles of sensation. Socking Parker’s big, throbbing cock felt so good as he whispered my name as we moaned in truly hedonistic pleasure. His hands were rough and aptly punishing as he gripped my skin, intertwining with pleasure and pain in perfect harmony. I loved the way he liked my body, devouring my voluptuous curves with each passionate kiss. We moved against each other feverishly, finally climaxing in a beautiful wave of emotion that left us both breathless and satisfied.

The power and control was something I hadn’t experienced before. He pinned me down, mercilessly pushing me further than I had gone before. I was being molded to his liking, as he carefully manipulated my every whim and desire. I loved the way his voice would embolden me, making me surrender completely and revel in the masochistic moment. He was dominating, intense and exactly what I had been searching for. Together, we explored the depths of dark sensuality and found solace in the knowledge that even in the heaviest of moments, our connection was deep and true.

4. Enjoying Every Moment of Surrender

I eagerly got down on my hands and knees, presenting myself before Parker in my most subservient position. His domineering frame lingered in the doorway as I waited, my anticipation rising. He moved forward, gracefully closing the door behind him, and without saying a word he stepped up to me and lacerated my skin with blazing eyes. With one swift movement, he spun me onto my back and straddled me, pinning my arms to the floor below.

Cold and eager hands began to explore every inch of my defenseless body, searching it for my most sensitive hiding spots as I sobbed with ecstasy and pain. His mouth moved down to my neck, planting feverish, wild kisses as I bucked uncontrollably underneath him. His fabric-covered lower half moved lower still, enveloping the entire length of my stiff arousal with an unyielding grasp and pulsing motion. I screamed out his name in sweet submission and pleasure, my senses unraveling with pleasure as his thrusts grew deeper and deeper.

Finally, with a deep groan and throbbing heat, he released himself within me and the waves of excitement crashed over us both. His movements slowed, but were still vigorous, and he showered my face and neck with hot, wet kisses as our session drew to a close.

Sticky and exhausted, I lay underneath him, both of us succumbing to the afterglow of our encounter. We lay there, Parker still in me, for what felt like an eternity, savoring the delight of our shared bliss.

Future Outlook

The sound of leather creaking and cracking filled the bedroom as Parker welcomed me into the depths of his depraved desires. I was his plaything, a willing and obedient submissive to do his bidding. I trembled in delight as he carried me away on a wave of rapturous ecstasy as I reveled in my subjugation and entered a realm of uninhibited pleasure, surrendering my inhibitions to him as my body coiled under his thrusts. Parker’s big dick was a powerful and glorious instrument, and I can still feel its imprint upon my soul from that fateful encounter.