My Life In A Fantasy, Women-Dominated World

Aaron gulped a mouthful, his gaze swaying over Karen’s gorgeous figure and the perfect curves that were hiding under her form fitting sexy black dress.

Well, calling it a dress was being generous since it was just a sexy wrapping of laces, capable of hiding everything that needed to be hidden.

"Of course." He managed to answer without a stutter, moving towards her backside as his hand gently slid over her skin.

A shiver crawled down his and her spine at the same time.

One couldn’t believe how soft and glamorous her skin was, while the other hadn’t allowed anyone to touch her body for a long time.

It was a strangely arousing scenario for the both as seeing Karen not stopping him, his hands gathered a little more courage.

He intentionally let his palm slide across her body, closing his eyes as he felt the texture of her perfect skin.

One lace after the other... he continued to untie the back of her clothes, revealing more and more of her skin that made his breath uneven.

Karen didn’t mind the wait though, as she had her eyes closed, her thighs clenching every time she felt his hands moving over a sensitive spot.

Aaron had learned that a woman didn’t just do sex for physical pleasure... no. It was much more complex for them.

It wasn’t just an outlet to let out the raging hormones, it was something much more deeper... something emotional.

Simply touching a woman at her cave directly wouldn’t make her wet or aroused at all, it needed to be done in a way that relates to the woman.

Which makes her crave for the touch she was getting denied of.

No one likes something that’s too easy to get. That’s the reason why desperate men are seen as unliked or unwanted.

Even the most handsome man would feel mediocre if he acts like a clingy creep, who’s so desperate as if his life depends on the woman’s attention.

Aaron understood that and he didn’t let his lust take control over his brain.

He had let Karen play with him when he wasn’t allowed to touch her or resist, but now, it was his turn to pay her back.

Aaron leaned forward and kissed her near the shoulder on her backside, making Karen let out a small sigh as she leaned into his touch, even going as far as to remove her clothes further, giving him a better access.

But Aaron didn’t want to play to her tone at all.

He ignored her obvious clues and hugged her from the behind, letting his hands roam free on the flat, smooth belly at the front.

One hand went up while the other chose to go down.

"I thought you were going to... help me undress." Karen breathed as she leaned against his chest.

She could feel his hardness against her thighs, as it was too big to simply remain hidden anymore.

"Your clothes are proving to be too difficult to undress, lady Karen." Aaron whispered in her ear silkily, pulling her tighter against himself as his dick slid between her thighs.

Karen hummed softly, tightening the grip between her thighs that made Aaron grunt in pleasure.

That part of her body was still dressed, and he could feel the texture of her net stockings, which made the experience multiple times more unique and interesting.

So slowly pumping his dick back and forth in the tightness of her thighs, Aaron continued to explore her divine skin.

The hand that was going above her stomach reached the first stop, the twin peaks that were supple, soft and plenty.

He removed the bra in a hurry, cupping her breast in one hand and squeezing it hard.

Her erect nipple was pressing against his palm but he ignored it fully, releasing the breast and then heading to the twin.

On the other hand... quite literally, Aaron was untying the laces around Karen’s waist, gulping slightly as he watched her shorts and stockings go lower down the waist, on the curve of her ass as it revealed a perfect triangular pubic region.

There was no hair, just her skin glistening in the light with a tinge of wetness as Karen leaned her back against his chest.

Her hands were neither tied nor held back, and yet, she didn’t event try to move them. For her, his touch felt a million times better than her own.

And the way he was moving across her body made her squirm in such pleasure.

Of course, she was getting restless and in a hurry, wishing he would stop this foreplay and simply shove that twitching raging boner into her, but a part of her, the one between her legs, wished for him to continue.

To keep tormenting her senses until she couldn’t take it anymore.

"Did you do this to Bella too, huh? Is that why it’s partially complete?" Karen asked in a flirty tone, raising her hand above her head before wrapping them around Aaron’s neck behind.

Aaron blinked several times and yet he couldn’t believe the sight in front of his eyes.

Her perfect breasts, the arch in her body, the gorgeous face that was speaking of the craziest lines... This woman was a born seductress!

"No." He replied as he slid his hand across her wet, twitching pussy.

Due to the absence of hair, it was appearing in a beautiful shade of pink and white, the gorgeous combination that Aaron ruthlessly ignored.

He circled around the clit twice, even spreading it and seeing how it looked from the inside, but not committing to it.

That was the main course and he wasn’t done with the starters yet.

"Why not hnngh~?" Karen tightened her grip around his neck, but luckily she knew of his weaker strength and used enough force that he could feel it but wouldn’t hurt him.

"Lady Bella didn’t seem interested in romance and such affairs." Aaron replied flatly.

"Heh..." Karen giggled before twirling around on her feet, wrapping her hands around his neck again as she pressed her breasts against his chest.

The dragon between his pants raged, pressing against her clit, trying to pierce it but sliding off due to the amount of wetness.

"She’s missing out." She whispered in a lustful, seductive tone that made Aaron’s mind go blank for a few seconds, before she took the initiative and pressed a kiss on his chest.

A dark, black lipstick mark was left on his skin like a branding on a cattle, just a bit more personal and pleasurable.

However, the existence of the mark surprised both him and her.

He watched in real time as the lust in her eyes was submerged and surprise emerged.

"This mark... how..."

Karen whispered to herself, pulling him closer and peppering more kisses on his chest and body.

Her soft lips pressed against his body, sapping him of control and making his knees weaker, but it only made her surprise and disbelief flare.

Every kiss left behind a mark, a bold lipstick mark that would be impossible with any kind of makeup.

By now his entire left pec was covered in those marks, making it resemble a fashionable tattoo more than the signs of having a romantic lover.

Aaron looked down at the artistry on his chest, blinking several times as he tightened his grasp on her waist, "These will go away... right?" he asked, half jokingly and half in fear.

If his other lovers were to see these, what would happen to him???

He was sure that they wouldn’t be too mad about this, but their jealousy...?

Their jealousy won’t allow other women’s marks to remain on their lover’s body, which might lead them to leave their own marks at best or forcefully scrape off his skin at worst!

Hearing his question, Karen was shaken off her thoughts as she looked up at him with the same flirty look she had before it all started.

Her irises swirled mystically and the close proximity seemed to please her even more than it used to.

"Of course..." She whispered with a heart-snatching smile, "...It won’t."

When she began the sentence, Aaron had hopes in his heart, but once she finished it, that hope was quickly cursed under a 500 ton hydraulic press.

But Karen didn’t let him wallow in despair for too long as she swirled on the balls of her feet, lifting Aaron with ease before swinging him onto the large bed behind her.

He bounced several times before sliding to a stop, his back against the headboard as he watched her.

She was still dressed from some parts, since Aaron was intending to take his sweet time with her, wanting to explore every part of her skin as he undresses her, alas... that plan was ruined now.

Karen simply smirked at him before raising a hand to her chest’s height.

Then with ease, she simply snapped her fingers.

A crisp sound reverberated in the air as a reddish glow radiated on her skin.

And then... all her clothes were blown into smithereens.