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Go ahead and download Sensual Awakenings app follow the link in this episode's notes, or come and see me at wildibed dot com. I'm waiting for you. I'm waiting for you to take the next step into your deepest desires. So let's begin, shall we? On this episode of erotic Stories from Wild and Bed, the final part of our rather seductive and sensual listeners. Fantasy Monica has waited for six years for this moment to share, this time, this
experience with Xavier. But now it's here, cal she satisfy him. What dark desires does he hide in the privacy of his mind? What secrets burn behind those eyes filled with lust? Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking good fantasies. Now, yes, the final part, part three of
our listener's fantasy. Now, if you want to send your fantasy, and you don't have to send in the full story like Michelle did, you can just send in a desire and I will convert it into a story. Just email me Devlin at wildibed dot com. Now you know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed. Just put those here buds in, Loosen those clothes, yes all of them, close your eyes, and surrender to the pleasure of my
voice caressing over your body. And when you're ready, just go ahead and take a nice's deep breath and hold it for a moment and then release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. You have decided this is your time, Your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to explore your inner desires as you feel my voice going with you,
as you immerse yourself into night's show. God, I want you so much, Monica, get on the bed now, Xavier instructed, stepping back and towing off his shoes. He watched as she quickly obeyed, removing her bra as she did. He stepped towards the bed, watching her lay on her back, her beautiful body on full display, her nipples erect, her legs parted enough for him to see that she was
already wet. He loved it. Xavier hastily shed his clothes and now stood there naked and watching her, eyes traveling up and down his body, eyes widening as they fixated on his cock. Licking his lips, He fisted himself, slowly stroking up and down his shafer for her. Does it meet with your approval? Princess? Your breath just sped up as I stroked my cock. You already thinking of how it's going to feel buried inside you? Yes, sir, she gasped, her hands cupping her breasts.
That's my girl. Cut those tits for me, he encouraged, kneeling on the bed and spreading her legs. Look at your pussy already wet for me, he smiled. Xavier leaned down and ran his tongue along her slit. She cried, out, bucking, moaning as he held her thighs, opening his mouth to cover her, his tongue sliding between her slick folds, finally tasting her as he wanted for years, his eyes traveling up her body, seeing her pinching and rolling, her nipples
grinding into his mouth. This was exactly what he wanted to watch her give in to him, to submit to their desires. Save you, fuck your mouth so good. I wanted this for ah how long, princess? How long have you wanted my tongue to fuck your delicious pussy? Yes? Since not long after we met? Yes? Oh please, yes, he groaned as she begged, his cock throbbing at her remission.
Lifting her hips, he drove his tongue deeper, his thumb, finding her clip, rubbing the swollen knub as hetched her hands full to the sheets as she rowed his tongue, head thrown back back arching. Come for me now, I want your taste on my tongue, he ordered, thrusting his tongue in and out of her, rubbing her clip faster, Savior, Yes, I'm good. Yes. Her release flooded his mouth. He sucked and licked her entrance, wanting every drop of her, Knowing this was the first of many times to night he
would hear his name fall from her lips. Tonight he would make her delirious with pleasure, make her come for him over and over. As he felt her body relaxing, he slowed his mouth and tongue, licking the last of her pleasure from her pussy. Sitting up, he moved over her. Such a good girl, he whispered, kissing her. Monica whimpered, tasting herself on his lips, his tongue, her body trembling
under him, feeling him throbbing against her thigh. You like how you taste on my tongue, Princess, Yes, sir God, I feel sir, Please, Savior, she pleaded. What do you need, Princess? I need you inside me. Please, I need you. Xavier took hold of her wrists, dragging her arms up and crossing them over her head, pinning them with one hand. He shifted between her legs. That's it, Monica, surrender to me. You're mine now, only mine, yours, Monica cried, feeling him
plunge into her. Fuck. Oh, fuck, yes, such a good girl. Take my colt so deep, he sighed, burying his face in her neck as she pulsed around him, sucking at her pulse point, biting down lightly, making her back and grind into him. Yes, move with me as I take you. Wrap those legs around my waist, so full deep, Christ never felt so you love this? Don't you feeling a real man inside you? This is what you've wanted? Isn't
it craved? It m to be taken like this, helpless, only able to take what I give you, knowing I'm going to make you come over and over again. Oh yes, I've imagined this so many times. His hand tightened around her wrists, lifting his head to look down into her face, rising to his knees, his free hand moving to necklace around her throat. She gasped and a pussy squeezed him, making him his Oh god, so tight you like that, don't you, Princess? My hand around your throat as I'm
buried inside you take me like a good girl. That's it. He thrust in and out of her, slow and deep, filling her, stretching her more. Monica bucked her hips, moving with him, her arms pinned over her as she looked up at him, Xavier staring down at her, watching her take him, Monica whimpered, feeling that way fast approaching, trying to speak, struggling to form the words as his hand relaxed and tightened around her throat again, making her writhe
and buck, you're getting tighter. Is my princess going to come again? Come on my cock? Yes, yes, she managed, Please do it. Princess, such a good girl. That's it, come for me as I fuck you nice and slow, So good, he moaned, thrusting into her slow and deep as he released her throat, watching her eyes rolling back as her second orgasm hitting was beautiful, the way her body arched and trembled, her legs squeezing around his waist, and her hips moving into his Monica, Yes, breathe through it.
That's my girl. Got Your pussy is so tight. Fuck soats around me, give in to me. Feel your orgasm moving through you, Savior, Oh Xavier, so good. I feel you even deeper inside me. Don't stop, Monica whimpered, her body feeling limp. Now she somehow managed to get her legs around him. No, I'm not going to stop, baby, not yet. Yes. I love how you're all but limp beneath me, how you're craving more of me, more of my cock. You want more, don't you, Princess? Please sir? More? Yes,
please more. He withdrew and in seconds flipped her onto her hands and knees, firmly pressing her shoulders downs that her upper body lay flat on the bed and her ass up. His hand moved soothingly across the rash cheeks. Monica cried out and groaned. He watched her call clenched and fresh wetness dripped from her opening. He did it again and again ten times. He spanked her, her cheeks red and warm under his hand as he smoothed away
the sting with one hand and the other slipping into her. Jesus, fuck, you're dripping, princess. Have you ever been probably spanked like that? He growled, pumping his fingers in and out of her. No, Sir, feels so good. She sobbed, her head, turning to one side. When Xavier saw the tears, he froze, Monica, did I hurt you? God? I never meant, Xavier, Please don't stop. I'm crying because of how good it feels, so overwhelming,
so good, hot as fucking hell. Never felt like this before, Like I could fill my pussy, throb with each one, Monica panted, pushing back into his fingers. Am I feel it down my thighs. Xavier relaxed, hearing her words, slipping his fingers deeper. Yes, your thighs are covered, Princess, so beautiful, seeing my girl so turned on, seeing you so needy for me. Feeling his fingers moving in and out, he lay her over, bringing his mouth to her ear, licking
the shell, feeling her shiver. Tell me, princess, think you can come one more time? Yes, sir, then I'll come with you. But where should I? Xavier pulled out his fingers and thrust hard and deep back into her. Come Monica, fuck, you're so fucking tight. Where do you want my cume? Princess? Yes, fuck me back? Shall I come on this rosy ass? No? No, no, your delectable tits, Savi you fuck oh dear cards so deep. Don't pull out, God, don't stop fil me please. Xavier
throbbed inside her, gripping her hips. He started pounding into her, pulling her back to meet his thrust. The slap for flesh meeting flesh filled the room, his bed rocking somewhere over and over, he drove in to her behind him, She cried her pleasure, no longer forming articulate words, only moans, sighs, and cries of rapture. Shaking her left hand slip between her legs. He moaned, feeling her fingers brushing his shaft as she found her clip. Rubbed that fucking clip, princess.
I want you to lose control as I fuck you take it and nearly there, baby, so close to filling your beautiful pussy. You want it, need it, need me to clean you like this, Make you take all of me as you surrender to me. You're mine, now mine, fuck Come Monica, now, Savior, both screaming as they came together, Monica rocking back against him as he held himself as
deep as he could. Xavier's eyes rolled up and his head fell back, feeling himself spilling into her the way her pussy vised around him, her hips bucking causing her to milk it. His heart pounding, trying to catch his breath as he exquisite feeling of losing himself inside her. His body shuddered as he poured the last of his cumb deeply inside her. He felt Monica go limp, only him holding her hips kept her from dropping completely to
the mattress. Gingerly, he lowered them both, moving to his side, not wanting to pull out. His arms enveloped her, holding her to him. Xavier softly kissed her shoulders along her neck as she relaxed against him. You were amazing, Princess. Felt so good that you're right. My heart is pounding. I've never come so hard, never felt so free, Monica sighed. You're still inside me. You're damn right, I am, Monica, he said, taking a slow breath in then releasing it.
Just rest now, Princess, you're safe in my arms. Just relax and rest. Yes, sir, she whispered, her body finally relaxing completely. It was the ringing of a phone that woke Monica. Blindly. She reached out toward the sound, fumbling a moment. Her hand finally found her phone. Cracking an eye open, she hit the answer button. Yeah is this Monica Lowell. Monica tried to sit up, but twin bands held her in place. Xavier, Yeah, yes, this is Yes, this is missus Lowell. I'm Detective har Well with the
police department. I'm calling in regards to your husband. After he was arrested in court. Yesterday, me and my partner was sent to his house and we ma'am, would you be able to come down to the precinct. I think it will be better than me trying to explain over the phone. Harwell said, just tell me where and I'll head there now. Monica replied, dread pulling in her belly. She hung up and struggled out of Xavier's arms. I have to go, Monica, what's wrong, Xavier asked, sitting up
a detective Harwell. He asked me to come down because of what happened yesterday, Monica explained, wincing slightly as she slipped out of bed. I'm going with you. No, don't argue. I told you that you weren't dealing with this alone. Pull your dress on. I'll run you by your house. You can dress properly, Xavier stated, climbing out of bed, knowing by his tone she had no choice. Stepping back into her dress and shoes, she watched Xavia dress as well.
Her dread overpowered the heady feeling of how deliciously sore she was, along with the feeling of Xavier still inside her. No, she would process that later. She hurried downstairs and got into his truck. The whole time she was consciously trying to keep his release inside her. Thirty minutes later, dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt, Xavier led Monica into the police department. They were quickly greeted by an officer and led to Harwell's office. A million things ran
through Monica's mind. What was going on? Why was she being asked to come down after Dennis was arrested? Walking in Xavier behind her, they found a man in his late forties early fifties. The man stood from behind his desk and walked towards him. Thank you for coming down. I'm Detective Neil Harwell. Harwell greeted, extending his hand. Monica, Hum, this is my boss, Xavier Grady. He's aware of the situation. Have you reached out to my lawyers? I mean? Monica said,
I have, yes, ma'am. They know what I'm about to tell you. Please, both of you take a seat, ah Well answered, once of them were seated equally at his throat and began when me and my partner went to your husband, excuse me, you're soon to be ex husband's home. After his arrest, we found some to be frank some
disturbing evidence. Xavier's eyes narrowed. Disturbing how we were told about his outburst during the divorce hearing yesterday and made aware of the threats he made against you since you filed, Curtesy, since you filed courtesy of your lawyers. What we found was that he had every intention of following through if he hadn't been arrested. He had planned to abduct you from your home. We found a map and driving directions.
There was also a detailed list of what he had planned, which included raping you before he killed and then burned and buried you. Oh well, elaborated he Oh my god, Monica breathed. Please tell me he is still in fucking jo and not walking out on bond. Xavia hissed, Mister Grady, I assure you this asshole is staying behind bars until his trial. With the evidence we found, additional charges have been filed. We're looking at twenty five to life for this.
I called you down so you could hear this from me and not second hand. Missus. Monica, call me Monica, please, she interrupted, of course, Monica, as I said, I felt it best you heard it from me, as I was there when this turn happened. I also received a call from your lawyers an hour or so before I called you. They received a call from the judge presiding over your divorce. In lieu of these new events, an emergency divorce decree
has been issued. And that means what she stuttered. It means by the end of next week at the latest, your divorce will be finalized. Your lawyers wanted me to share that last bit of good news with you. As for his trial, I don't see them needing anything more from you, Seeing how he reacted to your statement yesterday, and there was court cameras that caught it. The DA is confident they will not need your testimony in person.
Monica walked into Xavier's home, still in a daze. She hardly noticed him leading her to the living room and pulling her onto his lap as he sat on the sofa. Talk to me, Monica, you've been quiet before we left, Xavier what heart well said? Does this mean I'm free? She asked hopefully. Xavier cupped her cheeks and kissed hers softly. Yes, Princess, you're free of him, Thank god, Monica sighed, throwing her arms around his neck and returning his kiss. The adrenaline
dread left her now and were replaced with giddiness. When Xavier deepened the kiss, she moaned. Flashes from the night before stamped through her mind, and her body instantly reacted. Sensing the change in her, Xavier shifted and so she now straddled him. Her hips began rocking slowly back and forth. She could feel him hardening, already felt herself getting wet. Yes, Princess, move against me, he sighed, pulling his lips free and
gripping her hips. Savior, I feel like Christ, I fear I'm fitting your come, she moaned, But that was as far as she got. She found herself on her back and Xavier will but ripping her jeans and panties off. What are you fuck? Xavier's mouth was on her the instant He saw his cum oozing from her, his tongue spearing into her as she ground into him, tasting her and him tongue flicking as she cried his name. He
wanted her to come for him again. His thumb found her clit, and as he sucked her and rubbed the nub, he moaned as he drank her release, his cock throbbing in his jeans. He needed her again. Standing and looking down at the trembling, grasping woman on his couch, he undid his jeans. I need you, princess, to be buried inside you again. On your knees and bend over the arm of the couch, he ordered, shoving his jeans down.
Monica shakly obeyed, anticipation filling her. She screamed his name as he drove into her, hard and deep, their bodies now joined, frozen in pleasure. He leaned over her, his teeth sinking into her neck, causing her to push back into him. I won't be gentle, princess. I'm going to fucking take you right here. I want you to scream as I do. Take all of me. Please, yes, take me.
Xavier's hand dug unto her hips as he made good on his promise, seeing her still full of his release from the night before, and leashed a primal need inside him, the need to claim her again. With each powerful thrust, Monica screamed his name, begging for it, knowing she was free. Now completely drove him, knowing she would be his. He felt her come again, squeezing his cock as he pistoned in and out, kneading her to come with him. Get ready, Princess, fuck,
I'm going to fill you up again. Your pussy is mine. You're Xavier. Hours later, Monica and Xavier lay on his bed. He looked down at her as she slept, her head resting on his heart. This incredible woman who meant the world to him. Yes, he told himself he would wait before laying his last card, but after the day before and today, he knew that he needed to tell her. Leaning down, he kissed her softly. She sighed, returning the
kiss before coming awake slowly. Hi, He smiled. Hi. She giggled. Monica, I need to tell you something, something you need to hear, Zavier said, his voice becoming serious. Now what is it? Something bad? Monica asked, frowning slightly. He strode her cheek. No, Princess, overwhelming for you? Possibly? I told you last night I wanted you in my bed and in my life. You remember. I remember I also told you that you were mine
and that I wasn't going to hide the fact. When I said I wanted you in my life, I mean not just as a lover. I want you as my wife. I want to have you by my side in all things. No, he paused, placing a finger on her lips. I know you're coming out of a bad marriage and that marrying again is the furthest thing on your mind, but it's what I want. I will wait for as long as
you need for the marriage part. Anyway, moving forward, I want you to keep in mind that it's my endgame with you to have you as my wife, my partner. Monica laid there and shock, looking into his stormy eyes as he said this. She did feel overwhelmed, but not in the way he assumed. She was overwhelmed with love. Sometime in the last twenty four hours, she had realized that she loved Xavier Grady and had for a few years. Everything about the man called to every part of her.
She shifted in his arms, pushing against his bare chest. He let her push him flat on his back. As she moved over him, her hands slipped up his chest, smiling at the shiver and sigh of him, and cupped his face. Answer me something, ask me anything. She loved me, Xavier. She let out a squeak a some when he reversed the positions. She was now beneath him. Monica, I love you with everything I have. I will love you, cherish you, protect you. Never again will anyone hurt you. I will
be your night, shielding you however I can. I will be your last lover and your only source of protection. Her heart melted. I love you too, Savior, with all I have. I'm yours. So I hope you enjoyed that listener's fantasy. So next week, a new story, something different. I haven't decided what yet, so it might surprise you. I think you deserve a surprise. So until next week when I can get you wild in bed all over again.
N this is devil in wild and always with your pleasure in mind, wishing use solacious dreams