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The Scotsman and the Porcelain Fox Pt. 4


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… The Fox began to shimmy up the bed, as she thought that's where sex usually happens, is it
not? Up by the pillows, that's where he will want me surely. But The Scotsman's grip tensed,
and he let her move no further. He means to take me over the end of the bed, she mused,
and the thought comforted her somewhat. At least he won't see my face as I look a state in
this heat, The Fox reassured herself. At least it will be different than the times she and her
husband had fucked in recent times, which had been traditional missionary and simply a
chore of habit more than anything nowadays. So, resigned to her fate, but thoroughly looking
forward to hopefully being fucked good and proper for the first time in as long as she could
remember, The Fox knelt on the edge of the bed. Her ass was in the air, exposed, with only
the thin line of fabric of her white thong the last line of defence between her soaking,
pulsating pussy and this stern dark stranger who had come to invade her private space. Her
dirty feet soles hung just off the edge of the bed. The soles he had showed so much interest
in, The Fox suddenly remembered. Will that entice him further to take me even more
urgently? Will he touch them? A foot massage right now would be the best thing in the
world. She hoped he'd touch them now. That he'd touch her. She wondered if his cock was
raging inside his shorts at the sight of her offered up to him, soles, ass, pussy and all.
It dawned on her that the room was almost deathly silent but for The Scotsman's breathing
and the faint sounds of outside. Something had to happen. It felt like an age had passed.
Touch me, she silently pleaded. End this turmoil and touch me. Take me. Fuck me. Have me
as your own if even for this once. She let the quiet silence of the room wash over her once
more and wondered if he was ever going to fuck her and this wasn't just some game of
despicable mental *** to punish her for whatever reason he had of his own. But then
the silence was shattered. The silence in her head. The peace of the room. The vibe that had
encompassed them in their own private bubble. Everything just imploded right then. She had
felt a sudden movement from The Scotsman, and it had jolted her so much it frightened her.
The Scotsman had been standing there completely immersed in The Fox's submitted body
and energy. He was enchanted by her dedication to her fate as he knew she must be
struggling after last night's wine. Such strength in the face of this new adversity was to be
admired, and he was quite smitten. The sight of her soles however had sent a rush of ***
throughout his body, like lines of electric current coursing through him, and he simply could
not control his urges any longer. Although he toyed with the idea of showing her mercy, he
was resolute in his determination that this needed resolved, and in proper fashion. Never one
to hesitate too long when action was required, The Scotsman cocked back his right arm and
let fly with all his might, a thundering impact across The Fox's ass cheeks that turned this into
a situation that there truly was no going back from now. Past the point of no return. How The
Fox reacted would shape how the next scenes of their life would unfold together. Complete
chaos and misunderstanding, or connection and understanding. As these thoughts swirled in
his head and his right-hand palm burned as red as The Fox's ass cheek, the slap echoed and
reverberated around the room until it finally faded…

You are a wonderful writer, im quite enthralled by this story

3 hours ago, prairie-creek236943 said:

You are a wonderful writer, im quite enthralled by this story

Thank you very much for the compliment 🙏. Really appreciate that. 🖤

For those unfamiliar with my work, it’s been a little while since I posted my writing. This is continuation of a story I’ve been working on and I posted the first three parts some time back on the forum, but alas, they have been lost in the abyss. Because you can’t repeat post, I can’t post them to keep it all together.
They were received well though and I wanted to drop part 4 to keep things flowing for anyone who still frequents the forum still familiar with the story, and any erotic literature enthusiasts who may wish to read something new.
As always, all feedback welcome, and feel free to comment or get in touch to enquire about any other writing work. 🙏🖤 ~ Intellectual Ruffian

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