‘I’m so down for some consensual non-consent (aka rape play) with Haytham. Me, a young assassin that has fallen hopelessly in love with the Templar grand master. That would be our little game. He’d hunt me down, take me back to his headquarters, tie me down, and fuck me mercilessly, only to let me go to play again the next day.’
I want Connor to put his gun in my holster. And if it happens to misfire while it’s sheathed, that’s fine by me.
You know what ladies? I think Haytham keeps his composure all too well. I just want to ravish that man and break his mask. Preferably in the public. Imagine pushing his limits with “innocent” touches, looks and overflowingly sexual action, like sucking your own fingers, because you accidentally got some sweet on them. And when he finally breaks, he pushes you to the side, against a wall and tells you to stay silent.
‘Connor giving me a foot massage and then planting kisses up my legs straight up to my inner thighs and beyond would be a dream come true.’
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I want Haytham to teach Connor how to pleasure the girl in a right way. Of course I volunteer to be, let’s say, a test subject. I’m lying on the bed naked with the Templar giving his son some guidance on how he should eat me out. The young Mohawk starts with teasing my nipples one by one and the heat of his mouth makes me give a feeble but lewd moan while my hand is clenching in his long dark hair. What excites me more is the fact that Haytham is watching us, palming himself through the pants, barely able to contain himself and this means a lot to me ‘cause I’m aware of his amazing self-control. Then Connor reaches my inner thighs, covering them in kisses and hickeys as I feel myself getting wet, desperate to be touched somewhere else. His father tells him where the assassin’s mouth must belong and I cry out when young Kenway decides to follow Haytham’s orders, licking my pussy with his oh-so-gifted tongue. I’m close to cumming but the Templar doesn’t let his son finish the job, dragging him away by the shoulder. I’m displeased – however, not for long because after that Haytham kisses Connor passionately, tasting my juices on his son’s lips.
Only by looking at this forbidden union I almost cum without even touching myself. The Assassin groans in the man’s mouth and I can’t take it anymore. I ask Connor to come to me so I can grab his huge cock and put it into my greedy cunt, making him gasp while his father stands near my head, letting me know what I need to do. When I moan again from the Mohawk’s powerful thrusts, Haytham pushes his thick dick between my lips. I can’t be more eager to suck on it, waiting for my orgasm to take over me. I scratch Connor’s ass with my nails and hear him roar like an animal while pumping the Templar’s cock with my other hand. The Assassin cums first, biting my neck in order to suppress a loud groan, and the realization of having his seed inside my pussy also brings me over the edge. I try not to sink my teeth into Haytham’s member, giving him a few more seconds to find his release inside my throat. I swallow everything, smiling dirty, wishing we could have more nights like this.
Confession [@madamretto]
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‘I know Connor isn’t one for surprises but I’d throw him an intimate surprise birthday party. When he comes home, everything is quiet. Then when he enters our bedroom he’d see me with a little ribbon around my neck while I lay on the bed naked and touching myself, staring directly in Connor’s eyes. There’d be another small present on the nightstand with a vibrating cock-ring in it. It’s going to be the best birthday my Sinnamon Roll has had. Until next year, that is.’
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‘For his birthday I just want to worship Connor, spending practically all day in bed. It would start with me giving him a nice and sensual massage, to relax his sore muscles, until he can’t take my teasing anymore. While being overwhelmed with the pleasure he’s giving me, I’d praise him non-stop, telling him how much handsome he is, how much I need him inside me, and his native name would become my mantra. He deserves to be spoiled, especially on his birthday.’
Confession [@theallblue]
‘Since Ratonhnhaké:ton was a man of simple pleasures, I decided to just make him an extra nice dinner, with a cake to follow, and certainly something fantastic after. As I mix the whipped cream, trying not to think too much about where else I could put it, I hear Connor come into the room. He sets his chin on my shoulder, “Everything smells wonderful,” he whispers. I feel his arm reach around my waist and out of the corner of my eye see him stick a finger in my bowl. Connor steps away quickly at my squeek of annoyance and licks his finger clean slower than is strictly necessary. I bop him on the nose with my spoon, “No more of that.” I can’t help but giggle at how ridiculous he looks with the cream on his face and a little grin, so I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his nose. He hums, “Now you’ve got it on your face,” then leans forward to kiss me, slowly at first, but it’s not long before it becomes passionate with me lying on the table. We both got dessert early that evening, and none of that whipped cream goes on the cake.’
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(This is the continuation of my birthday confession.)
“Where are we going?” Connor asks quietly, grasping my hand ‘cause he’s been blindfolded. “You’ll see,” I smile to myself, leading him through the woods. “I hope you’re not going to kill me at my birthday,” I hear him chuckle. I keep silent for a while. “Here, we’ve arrived.” I take the blindfold away. “Do you like the view?”
“I didn’t expect you taking me to the pond, dove. But it’s a beautiful place. Although I’m not sure what are we doing here exactly?”
“Do you see that big tree branch above the pond? I want to make love to you there,” I giggle, pleased with his shocked facial expression. “Seriously? Don’t you think it’s a little extreme?”
“No, I don’t. I think it can be very promising. You are an assassin after all, so let’s go.” He follows me obediently. “I never would’ve guessed that my second time would be on the tree. You always know how to surprise me,” he says as we climb up.
We don’t waste time any longer, throwing all of our clothes as far as possible, and I lie on the branch, trying to adjust while Connor’s preparing to enter me. When he does with one swift thrust I yelp, holding onto him. “Oh my… how can you be so wet already?”
I gaze at him lustfully, “With you by my side… it’s easy enough.” I begin to moan, feeling myself so horny for this man. “Ah, Connor, be careful, if you keep moving like that, we…” I don’t have time to finish my sentence because of the tree branch that breaks, which leads us to fall right into the pond. I can’t stop laughing when I have a chance to breathe, “Well, I didn’t want it to end like this, but we need to get to the shore… oh, fuck!” I scream as Connor grabs my waist and impales me on his throbbing cock again before I can protest. Like I would have… “We don’t have time for that! I want you… I want to unwrap my wonderful present right here and now,” he growls into my lips, making me groan and hug him by the neck. Water is splashing all over us while we are fucking in some animalistic kind of way. “Come with me, my little dove,” assassin whispers, almost begs and I comply, digging my nails in his back. My walls clench around his dick, helping him find his release deep inside me.
“I believe you’ll remember this day for a long time.”
“I bet,” Connor smiles softly, kissing my chin. “It was something worth remembering. I don’t even know what can beat this.”
“Oh, don’t underestimate me,” I warn him humorously.
“I wouldn’t dare,” he laughs, looking at me amused.
Confession [@madamretto]
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