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suite- bond
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Archive-name: suite-bond
OK, back to more traditional stuff.
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So, you want to tie me up now.
I want you to use long black scarves. Maybe just stockings would do. I want
to be in a sleezy motel room. Hmm...no, that's not quite right. Lets' see...
OK, a fancy suite. Dark mahagony Chippendale furniture. Hunter green and
burgundy accent pieces--very elegant and masculine. Probably scenes of fox
hunts or the like on the walls. Some brass ornaments about the room and
crystal and brass lamps at the bedside, turned low but not dark.
We've just returned from watching the ocean from a dune, as the last bit of
daylight fades. We had a light seafood dinner earlier. We are satisfaied,
but not quite...
We get back to the room. I slip into a little black teddy and pull out four
black stockings from the drawer. I walk shyly up to you, offering the black
silk strips to you. I take your hand and lead you to the bed where I pull
back the covers and lay down to wait.
You tie my arms first. You kiss me, trailing your tongue down my neck to my
nipples, where you bite. I gasp and wonder if this is a wise thing to be so
vulnerable for you.
You then move to my legs and severely tie them spread far apart.
I am helpless.
You strip slowly before my face, stroking yourself and rubbing the pre-cum on
my cheeks. I try to take your cock but you move it instead into my hair and
around my arm pits. The fine stubble feels very strange and senuaous to the
tip of your hot cock.
Then just as I think that you're not going to do anything more than toy with
me, you straddle me. Before I can say anything, I feel your cock jammed into
my throat. I gag because it's in me so fast. You fuck my face hard. I try to
keep up with the thrusts but I can't. I'm afraid a little. It shows which
seems to heighten both our passions. You move slower now so that I can do
what I do so well. I move my tongue around your member, tasting and savoring.
Again, just as I am enjoying this, you switch again, moving between my legs,
cock still in my mouth. We both lap and get off this way for a long while. I
feel you exploring my parts, fingering every square inch of my pulsating
womanhood. I can't stand it and I come as you are watching my vagina spasm
around your fingers. You watch as your fingers are sqeezed by my cunt and as
the juices seep from me. You lick around your still inserted fingers as I
finally end the orgasm.
It is not over yet, though.
You then have the hardest erection you have had in a long time and plunge it
into my sopping pussy, still aching from your tongue and fingers. You fuck me
until I scream into a second orgasm. With that you unload what seems to be a
pint of cum into me.
You lay on top of me and our hearts settle into a mutual beat as we gradually
resume normal rhythms.
You undo my arms and I hug you tenderly, letting you know that no harm was
done and that I loved every moment.
THE END
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