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Music
by LunaBrise
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
You are sitting in a straight-back chair, fully dressed, in a room empty of sound and light. You hear footsteps, stopping in front of you. I straddle your lap and you feel my thighs on either side of yours, you sense me, reach out to run your hands up my body, but can't...they're tied behind you. I stand closer, allowing you to feel cool satin over hard nipples against your lips. You open your mouth and lick and bite my nipples, wetting the fabric.
I sit on your lap, hooking my legs around the legs of the chair, lean forward and lick your lips...sliding my tongue down, over your throat, licking and sucking. I pull my self closer to you, hard against your cock, holding your face, kissing you deep.
Silence, except for our heavy breathing and the pounding of blood in your ears.....
I reach down and open your pants...your cock is rock hard as I stand to free you...I lightly push you back down and stand over your cock...you can sense me but see nothing, the darkness is complete. Lack of light and sound has heightened your senses...you can feel my wetness above you, teasing, smell my excitement, taste me on your lips....I lower myself slightly, very softly rubbing myself back and forth across the head of your cock; I lean forward again and lightly lick your mouth.
Suddenly, you feel, more than hear, the pounding beat of a bass, resonating through you, the vibraton exciting you until the need for release is almost unbearable.
I lower myself onto you, slowly, until only the velvet head of your cock enters me, as the music begins...starting softly...a driving beat. A soft moan escapes you and I breathe it in...... I move my hips to the rhythm..lowering myself fully onto your throbbing cock, the music getting louder, I begin licking your face, your lips, kissing you hard, sucking your tongue into my mouth......
The music is coming from everywhere....surrounding us...my legs hooked around the chair, I pull you deeper still.
Riding you to the pounding beat...your cock trapped inside me......I grind myself onto you as the music reaches a crescendo..you feel me shudder and you explode...pulsing, pouring yourself out, into me.....
The music begins to fade, I stand and lick you clean..tasting our mingled juices. I pull up your pants, give you one long, final kiss, as the music fades back to silence.....you hear me walk away.
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