{"id":40134,"date":"2023-03-29T06:21:45","date_gmt":"2023-03-29T04:21:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/?p=40134"},"modified":"2026-02-14T19:41:59","modified_gmt":"2026-02-14T18:41:59","slug":"damians-lover-an-erotic-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/damians-lover-an-erotic-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Damian&#8217;s Lover &#8211; An Erotic Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><script src=\"https:\/\/fast.wistia.com\/embed\/medias\/y0x5kip6dh.jsonp\" async><\/script><script src=\"https:\/\/fast.wistia.com\/assets\/external\/E-v1.js\" async><\/script><\/p>\n<div class=\"wistia_responsive_padding\" style=\"padding: 56.25% 0 0 0; position: relative;\">\n<div class=\"wistia_responsive_wrapper\" style=\"height: 100%; left: 0; position: absolute; top: 0; width: 100%;\">\n<div class=\"wistia_embed wistia_async_y0x5kip6dh seo=true videoFoam=true\" style=\"height: 100%; position: relative; width: 100%;\">\n<div class=\"wistia_swatch\" style=\"height: 100%; left: 0; opacity: 0; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0; transition: opacity 200ms; width: 100%;\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"filter: blur(5px); height: 100%; object-fit: contain; width: 100%;\" src=\"https:\/\/fast.wistia.com\/embed\/medias\/y0x5kip6dh\/swatch\" alt=\"\" aria-hidden=\"true\" \/><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At midnight the house party\u2019s zest had waned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The music playlist calmed from the chest-bumping hip-hop beats to easy romantic 80s pop rock hits. Those who had danced wildly for hours now were settled into soft couches and chairs. Their bumping and grinding turned to light toying and flirting, talking and teasing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">One guy who had enough remaining energy and a decent voice sang Take On Me and then Need You Tonight to the girl sitting next to him. Quickly, the young lady nestled against his chest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A couch away, a dark-haired woman sat next to a blond guy, straightening the collar on his polo shirt and lightly kissing his lips, while his arms held her on his lap. Two thin guys stood by the fireplace, laughing, and another couple was nearly asleep together on the La-Z-Boy recliner, despite all that was going on around them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Olivia stood by the front window. She had been at the party for several hours. No guy had intrigued her enough to settle on the couch or straighten a collar. She was worked up though. It had been a while since she got laid. Not that she couldn\u2019t get into bed, of course, but no one had charmed her naked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finally, a small four-door car bounced into the driveway. She rushed out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201c16 48th Street, please,\u201d she told the twenty-something driver.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYep. Just need to pick up one guy here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She wondered if she had seen the guy at the party. Whoever he was, he must not have had an interest-rousing demeanor. She held her purse on her lap and played Forge of Empires on her phone. The backdoor opened, and a man crammed himself into the backseat next to her. His knees pressed far into the front passenger seat, even after the driver slid it forward. Olivia noticed how obviously large his hands were, resting on his knees. He had nicely trimmed fingernails and no rings.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He smelled of cool cologne and wore a simple polo shirt and jeans. The collar needed to be straightened. To her delight, his jaw was well-defined and clean-shaven. His dark hair was cropped tight. If nothing else, he was worth simply staring at, soaking him in.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cPretty tight in here,\u201d she said with a smile.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTo say the least. I hope you don\u2019t have an aversion to touching strangers because I can\u2019t stop. There\u2019s absolutely no way. This car is so small,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI have no problem with touching.\u201d With little forethought about the message it would convey, she added, \u201cI\u2019ve touched many strangers in my life, and it\u2019s never been bad.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He grinned, but his eyebrows spoke louder. He patted her knee.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The driver was not one for safe driving. Along the bumpy ride, she and he were rocked together, bumping shoulders, since the roads were pocked with potholes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At one turn, Olivia braced herself by inadvertently grabbing his thigh. She held on until the tires seemed to have touched the road again.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Once letting go, she said embarrassed, \u201cSorry about that.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He snorted in the fun of the situation, and soon she was laughing too. \u201cSince we\u2019re nearly on top of each other,\u201d she said, \u201cI guess I should ask your name.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDamian Gilmore. Yours?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOlivia Newsome.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNice to meet you.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was too little time to think about further conversation.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHang on,\u201d the driver called from the front seat and yanked the steering wheel to the right.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Olivia was unsure about the driver\u2019s skills, as two wheels seemed to have again left the pavement. Her hand missed his thigh during this turn. It slid into his lap. She yanked out her hand.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh sorry, I am so sorry, I didn\u2019t mean, I was just trying to, the turn, you know,\u201d she fumbled.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damian put his hand on her knee to calm her. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. Like I said, I have no problem with strangers touching me\u2014especially women I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was flustered in the awkward circumstance. \u201cDo I owe you a free feel-up to make things even?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was electrified by his reply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s fair.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He confidently eyed her chest and legs. She didn\u2019t deter him from looking, nor did she react when he moved. She didn\u2019t stop his large, warm hand from gripping her knee. In fact, she, little by little, spread her knees.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damian\u2019s face dimmed and eyes darkened as his hand moved up her thigh. A desire to pounce covered his face like a mask. For her, the excitement was there, the exact excitement she had wanted for a while. A stranger, handsome and willing. A stranger making her tingle and her pussy heat up and her horniness flood her veins. A stranger who understood her messages and her own willingness. A stranger without fear of overstepping courtesies.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damian reached farther up, and her head laid back against the headrest. She looked to be in silent prayer with flashes of intensity crossing her countenance.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Olivia\u2019s body encouraged him to continue, but his hand stopped. She ended her prayer and asked, \u201cWhy\u2026 Why\u2019d you stop?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWe\u2019re at the Motel 6,\u201d the driver said, fumbling over his words.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Through shortened breaths, she asked, \u201cWhere are you headed, Damian?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWe&#8217;re getting off here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cGetting off here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/tiani-3\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"image-banner alignnone wp-image-47308 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo.jpg\" alt=\"lelo tiani sex toy\" width=\"930\" height=\"336\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo.jpg 930w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo-300x108.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo-768x277.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo-770x278.jpg 770w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 930px) 100vw, 930px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The driver asked, \u201cWhat about your destination\u201448th Street?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m getting off here now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The driver shrugged.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With her pussy on fire, Olivia quickly got the key card from the front desk for Room 7 and led Damian in. Damian didn\u2019t wait for small-talk or a surveying of the quality of the room. He snaked his right arm to the back of her neck, taking a tight clutch, and his left hand ran up her thighs, lifting the dress. His stern, domineering eyes held her spellbound. She wanted to stare into those eyes, wondering what might be beyond their darkness. What man lurked behind them? He silently answered her. His left hand grabbed her ass in a gorilla grip. She winced, but in the flourishing excitement, pain didn\u2019t matter. In fact, she wanted more pain, she wanted to be put in her place, she wanted to be held there, against her will even. She wanted him to take advantage of his size over hers.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">To foster their romp, she entwined her fingers at the back of his neck. She leaned her weight back to pull him onto her onto the bed. He was Samson-strong though and remained steadfast. Instead, her fingers unlocked, and she fell back onto the bouncy bed alone. She looked up, astounded by what she witnessed. His shirt was coming off. His eyes had already enraptured her, now his beastly shoulders captured her. His torso narrowed into a thin waist. And his bulky arms matched his body size. He was a giant man.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He flipped up her skirt and pulled off her panties, so her pussy was in sight. A cold rush of air made her shiver. She had shaved her pussy clean. She liked seeing herself without interference.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damian slid his finger into her wet pussy. It came out and then two fingers went in. She loved it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes,\u201d she whispered, her eyes closed. \u201cCome on.\u201d She wooed him as if wooing a wild animal. She did not fully grasp this animal though.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His fingers went into her pussy again, and then his fingers dug into her mouth. \u201cSuck that off, bitch.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The demand to suck made her fearful for a split second. But she did suck and sucked exuberantly. He fingered her pussy again but with three fingers and brought the three to her mouth and shoved them in. She sucked off all the juiciness.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tonight, she was relishing in the intensity. Her mind was spinning and was soaking up all the attention.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then through the torrent of her mind and body, there was a simple jangle of metal and a quick zip. She leaned up and saw an erect, fat cock\u2014one like she hadn\u2019t seen before, except in the porn she\u2019d watched and imagined in odd erotica stories she\u2019d read. She had been led like a lamb into the den of a lion, a beast who was ready to tear her apart in all his strength.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damian grabbed the monster and thwapped it against her pussy. \u201cHey, slut, put this dick in your mouth and suck the hell out of it.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She sat up before he made any further moves. She took as much of the dick as possible in her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned, as though she had taken in too many Oh! Henry candy bars at once. She moved her head slowly as she quelled the gagging sensation that constricted her throat. Damian, however, was not appeased. He pulled her head back and forth, shoving his dick in deep, gyrating in rhythm. Saliva drooled down Karen\u2019s chin and she retched herself on the length and girth of Damian. She had to pull off the dick several times to regain her composure.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unlike before, he gently cupped her chin in his palm, grinning thirstily at her. In an instant though he shoved her head back. She flopped onto the bed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cGive it to me,\u201d she tried to say, but Damian\u2019s hand clamped down on her mouth, barely allowing for breath. Her eyes widened in a strange mix of fear and felicity and asphyxiation. She stared up at his handsome, yet fierce, face. She hadn\u2019t felt this much sexual dominance for years. A guy in college she dated briefly loved to force her to appease him sexually. As a Newsome woman, she allowed him. He would spread her legs apart and keep them wide by handcuffing her ankles to the head and foot of the bed. From there, he could do what he wanted, follow his own desires. In addition to his cock, he used dildos, multiple at once. He also had a fuck machine run for long periods. During that relationship, she learned to enjoy anal sex.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She felt Damian\u2019s dick press against her cunt. She tried to sit up, worried about its size versus her size. He would not allow her to sit up. He drove his cock into her pussy. Her lips and pinkness were stretched tight. He then rammed her hard. She screamed and twisted her head with each of his thrusts.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh fuck, your dick is so big,\u201d she wailed. She tugged on the bed cover until she was holding onto only the hem of it. She clenched her teeth as he changed tactics. No more fast fuck but a deep fuck. He pushed hard into her, deep into her, squishing her body under his weight. He force-fed her pussy.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On the last vestige of her bodily control, Damain pulled out. He stood over her for a moment. She was like a sore lamb. Yet, he had no concern. He rolled her over on the bed, raising her to all fours. He lifted her ass and smacked it, leaving a red handprint. She questioned why she said it but out came the request: \u201cGive it to me again.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/soraya-wave\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"toy-banner alignnone wp-image-33863 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/Soraya-Wave-Review.jpg\" alt=\"soraya wave review\" width=\"850\" height=\"425\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/Soraya-Wave-Review.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/Soraya-Wave-Review-300x150.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/Soraya-Wave-Review-768x384.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/Soraya-Wave-Review-660x330.jpg 660w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He entered, from behind, into her well-worn pussy. He began to fuck her again, ramming her hard enough to make her whole body move, her stomach, her asscheeks, her thighs and her arms. She took out her tits from her shirt and let them swish. As her tits teeter-tottered back and forth, her nipples rubbed against the rough bed cover, which added to all the other hot spots around her body. She again held tight to the bed cover in an attempt at control. But orgasm consumed her, swirling her senses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He began to grunt and moan. She felt his wrenching hips and his strong grip on her ass getting tighter. She could tell he was nearing his culmination. It was her turn to take over, to be the Newsome woman she was, from a long linage of strong women. But he pulled out before she had a chance. He turned her onto her back. Suddenly, the huge cock was inches from her face, his hand stroking so fast it was only a blur. She waited for the jolt of his manness. Her tongue rolled out and flicked up, anticipating him. Following a guttural groan, warm cum shot into her right eye, smattered onto her forehead, covered the right side of her face. She opened her left eye as he rubbed the remaining drizzle on her lips like gloss. Then he patted her cheek with the head of his dick.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She scraped the cum from her cheek and licked it off her fingers. He wiped cum off her face and then shoved his fingers in her mouth. She continued to relish everything.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sometime later, the beast had slumped into the chair by the curtained window. At rest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His cock was plastered against his left thigh and his pants were around his ankles. She laid on her back, exhausted, yet toying with her clit and enjoying the remnants of orgasm. The vestiges of sex had waned, cooling the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">While still on her back, she asked, \u201cBy the way, where were you headed before?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With no more gusto than a hello to a neighbor, he answered. \u201cMy fianc\u00e9e&#8217;s place.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Olivia flung herself upright on the bed. \u201cYour fianc\u00e9e? Won\u2019t she wonder where you are, why you\u2019re late?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDoes it look like I care if she asks?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAre you going to say that you had sex with another woman?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMaybe not that blunt.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cGood god, what did I do?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019ll tell you what you did. You got fucked, just like you needed. And I know you\u2019ve never had a dick that large.\u201d He smirked. \u201cAnd you loved being domineered.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This man, who was a beast on multiple levels, was also one who could read people. She had a hard time believing that being a beast, confident and daunting, and, concurrently, astute were compatible in the same human. This guy was a rare specimen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOlivia.\u201d She glanced up when he said her name. He was dressed and ready to leave. \u201cOlivia, you know what you\u2019re doing, and I only got a small taste of what you\u2019re capable of. Whoever taught you things, he should be given a medal of honor. Hell, maybe one day he will.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh, please,\u201d she huffed, waving off his compliment. \u201cYou sound like you wish you were in a movie with a classic line. \u2018Kiss me as if it were the last time,\u2019\u201d she said dramatically.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMaybe someday we\u2019ll meet again.\u201d He smiled and she fell back, making the well-worn mattress creak, like an old woman complaining.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She felt a rush of cool wind run up her body when the door opened. Then the door closed. Damian Gilmore was gone, and Olivia was alone. She noticed the surrounding silence. Only her thoughts were there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Olivia tidied up in the mirror under the ugly, yellowish vanity lights. Her hair was frizzy, and her makeup was ruined because of the cum and her red lipstick was smeared down the side her mouth from his heavy handedness. Her lips, both sets, were plump and sore from all the action. She loved it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Soon, she was waiting at the front window of the room for her Uber ride. She wondered if she would be riding alone this time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Enjoy this story more with 15% off <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">LELO.com<\/a> with code <span style=\"color: #800080;\">VOLONTE15<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At midnight the house party\u2019s zest had waned. The music playlist calmed from the chest-bumping hip-hop beats to easy romantic 80s pop rock hits. Those who had danced wildly for hours now were settled into soft couches and chairs. 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