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DULCINEA: Her Turn (sequel to A New Scarf)
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This is the much requested sequel to "A New Scarf" that I posted a few
weeks ago.
Her Turn
by Dulcinea
He'd had a hard week at work. Here it was, Saturday afternoon,
and he'd fallen asleep while reading. She couldn't help but think
of how cute he looked, almost like a child. Well, she'd let him
sleep two hours already. There were other ways she could
think of to make him forget his terrible week.
First things first. Jeans and a tee shirt weren't the right outfit
for what she had in mind. No, what would work best was the
little black teddy he'd bought for her. The one where the bra
cups were attached by velcro. And fish net stockings, with
high heels. Just the kind of outfit that would make him want
to touch her. All over.
She giggled, clamping her hand over her mouth so she would
not wake him. He would want to touch her, all right, but she
wasn't about to let him.
First things first. She changed in the bathroom, tip-toeing back
into the room in her stocking feet. Pulling her long scarf from the
drawer, she snuck up to the bed, tying the ends around his wrists.
She tied them securely, unlike the way he'd tied her up a few
weeks back. Not so he'd be in pain, but so he couldn't get lose.
She didn't secure it to the headboard yet.
An old pair of nylons tied his feet to bed posts, but she left him
enough slack for him to bend his legs. Slipping her heels back on,
she threaded the center of the scarf around one of the bars in the
headboard. Taking a deep breath, she tugged on the scarf, taking
all the slack out of it, pulling his arms up to the headboard. "What?"
he said, waking up with the motion. "What are you doing?"
"Well, I did promise you that I would let you see how it feels to be
tied up and helpless." She knotted the scarf around the bar, then
leaned over and brushed a kiss across his lips. Straightening up,
she ran her hands down the sides of her body, watching his eyes
follow her hands with appreciation. "How does it feel?"
He tested the bonds, quickly realizing that he could not get free.
"This isn't fair." He moaned. His eyes traveled to the swell of
her breasts, pushed up so nicely by the teddy. He licked his lips,
imagining his tongue sliding into the deep valley between those
beautiful breasts. "I can't touch you!" he whined.
"I know." She grinned, walking to the other side of the bed,
knowing he would love the way the heels made her legs look.
"Is that the teddy with the, uh..." He paused, watching as she
leaned across him, unbuttoning his shirt, baring his chest. Her
breasts were so close to his mouth; but even straining his neck
he could not reach her. "Honey! Please!"
"No, no, no!" She shook her finger at him. Fluffing his pillows,
she made sure he was comfortable, then slid her hand down his
chest, down his stomach, to the growing bulge in his pants. "My,
my. Look what I found?"
He groaned as her hand cupped his cock through the fabric,
gently squeezing. Her mouth found his nipples, teasing the little
nubs, her fingers unzipping his pants, freeing his cock. His chest
was soon covered with her kisses, her tongue sliding between the
nipples, running down his stomach.
His breathing came faster and faster, her lips nipping the shaft of
his cock. Kissing the head, she smeared her lips in the precum,
then raised her head so he could watch her lick it off.
"Oh, please, honey. Please." He tugged at the scarf, his hands
trying to reach her. "Let me make love to you. Please..."
"Shhh." She laid her head on hi thighs, her mouth close to his
cock but not touching it. He could feel her moist breath against
his skin, and every so often, her tongue would dart out, a quick
lick on the shaft that made him shutter. With one finger, she
smeared the precum around the head, running it down the shaft.
The anticipation made him sweat, waiting for next move.
Lifting her head, she covered his cock with her mouth completely,
the head touching the back of her throat, then she backed off
slowly. Down fast, up slowly. "Oh... Honey..... I'm... I'm..."
He groaned, his body tensing as he squirted his cum into her
waiting mouth. He could see her throat working as she swallowed
quickly, holding his cock in her mouth to get the last drop. "Oh
baby." he groaned, falling back into the pillows. "That was great.
Now untie me."
"Not yet." She grinned, ripping away one of the bra cups. Her
nipple was hard, swollen, and she lowered it to his lips, letting him
suck on it hungrily. Letting him catch the edge of the other bra cup
with he teeth, he was able to pull it off, and he found the other
nipple pressed against his lips.
She pulled away, despite his protests, unsnapping the crotch of
the teddy. "Now, my little captive." She purred, straddling him.
"You will pleasure your mistress."
"Gladly!" She lowered her pussy to his waiting tongue, one hand
spreading her shaved lips open for him. He tasted her sweetness,
her pussy already very wet; he knew she was close to coming
already. He could feel his cock twitching again, her initiative
arousing him like never before. Plunging his tongue deep inside
of her, he felt her body twitch, and her juices were running down
his tongue, down his chin.
His arousal was not missed by her. Sliding down his body, she
slipped her wet pussy down on his semi-erect cock. "Do you like
the way my breasts look in this?" she asked, her hands cupping
her breasts, squeezing them together. Her pale skin, against the
black lace of the teddy, made her breasts look even sexier. "Oh
yes!" he said, his cock growing completely hard almost immediately.
"I want to touch them like that. I want to squeeze them together,
play with the nipples."
She laughed, her hands playing with her breasts as she rode him.
He bent his knees up behind her, and she leaned back against
them, stretching her body for him. With a sharp cry, she came,
the force of her pussy muscles bringing him into his climax as well.
Falling on the bed beside him, she reached up and undid the scarf,
freeing his hands. He held her, kissing her softly. "I love you." He
whispered.
"I love you, too."
"Good." He took the scarf, winding it around one of her wrists.
"Now show me how you tied those knots... in case I ever need
to know."
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