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Just another fantasy [M/F Bondage, anal, romance]
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.
I just wrote this. It's a little choppy, and I know it still needs some
work, but if you like it, e-mail me, and I can continue it where I left
off.
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Both of us are feeling rather mellow after the wine we've had
with dinner. I cooked you a wonderful Curry dish that you said
was a bit too spicy. Smiling, I offered you more wine. You
graciously accepted. A bottle later, we end up on the couch
curled up in front of the fireplace. Soft music on the radio,
you in my arms, and the burning question running through both of
our minds. What are we doing here? Is this a blooming
friendship, or is it just based on lust? The memory of our last
experience together still fairly fresh in our minds. The smell
of your perfume is driving me insane with desire for you and only
you. It is an overwhelming force, and I know that I have to act
upon it or go completely mad. Gently, I start to massage your
shoulders again. You know what is on my mind, but you don't say
anything. Leaving me to wonder whether or not I am making a
mistake. I decide to take a chance and damn the consequences.
My hands slide slowly down your side. With an agonizing
slowness, I let them get closer and closer to your sides. They
catch the swell of your breasts, and I can hear your breath
coming a little more deeply. I know now that I have made the
correct decision. I bring both hands around cupping your breasts
just like before. Little do you know that this will be nothing
like before. I unbutton your blouse. You pull my hands away and
turn to face me. I look into your eyes, and see the fire of
passion there. I know we are in for a long night, and I am glad,
because I can't get enough of you. You smile at me, a smile that
could melt an iceberg. I reach for you, you pull away teasing
me. Your hands reach behind your back, unhooking your bra. You
slip it off, still covering your firm, full breasts. My cock
swells in anticipation. My heart beats faster. You drop your
hands, and then slowly, you raise them again. Caressing your
breasts. Teasing me more, but you can tell I like it. You start
to dance, all the while, running your hands over your body. The
music is louder now, but all I can hear is you as you unzip your
jeans. Sliding them off, you can hear my breath, it's coming in
loud gasps now. I am going nuts watching you dance and touch
yourself. Then, the panties come off. I look at your swollen
lips, and come closer so I can smell the enticing musky smell of
your being. You ask me what I want you to do now, and I tell you
to keep touching yourself. I smile, but you can tell I'm a
little embarrassed by asking you, not knowing how you would
react. You just throw your head back and laugh a sultry laugh.
Then you slide your hands down touching your entire body. You
turn around and wave your beautifully shaped ass at me. Opening
your legs, and parting your pink lips with your fingers. You are
very wet, and the light shines off you because of your
excitement. I go to my knees, and flick my tongue over your hard
clit. You gasp. I can't believe how wonderful you taste, as I
run my tongue deep inside you. Your excitement builds, and I can
feel the muscles in your hot pussy tighten. I know the signs of
your impending orgasm, and run my tongue faster over your
engorged clit. Your hands slide to your breasts, pinching your
screaming nipples. The fire in between your legs spreading
throughout your body to consume you. You laugh when you are
through, and I pull you onto my lap. We kiss deeply, your juices
still on my lips and tongue. You wiggle your hips feeling my
hard cock against your tender areas through my sweats. I pick
you up and carry you into the bedroom. I tell you to close your
eyes, and you do so willingly. I lay you down gently, and tell
you to open your eyes. When you do, you see the ropes. A wicked
grin on my face, I ask you if it would be alright. You look at
me, and I can see fear in your eyes. But you decide that the
fear will only enhance the pleasure you are sure is to come. I
tie you up spread eagle across my kingsize bed, exposing every
inch of you. You struggle to see how well I have tied you, and
you suddenly realize what you have allowed to happen. I smile at
you, and reassure you that I won't do anything that will cause
you any harm. I reach into the drawer on the headboard, and pull
out the feather. It's long, purple, and stiff. I start to run
it slowly over your body. The plumes of the feather barely
making contact with your skin, but when it does, it sends jolts
of electricity up and down your entire being. Lower I go with
the delicate torture. Running it quickly over your neck, your
chest, and finally to your breasts. My cock is very swollen now,
and I reach down to pull off my sweats. You lick your lips after
I free it from it's restrictive confines. You can see the drop
of pre-cum on the tip and this intrigues you. I start to run the
feather over your nipples and it's a feeling like you've never
had before. I bring my tool closer to your waiting mouth. Your
lips part and your tongue snakes out to taste the droplets that
have formed at the tip of my head. I thrust my hips forward, and
you start to swallow my cock. The feather slides down. Over
your stomach to your aching pussy. My hips thrust faster, and I
can feel the tightening in my balls that signals the beginning of
my own orgasm. I pull my cock out of your mouth and start to
stroke it rapidly. Your mouth opens in anticipation. I start to
cum with a mighty yell. My seed spilling over your lips. I
slide my member back into your eager mouth as you suck my dry.
My seed on your lips, your chin, and your neck. I reach for a
cloth and wipe you clean. You think that this part of the
evening is over, and are very surprised when I don't untie you.
I lay beside you, and kiss you deeply, tasting myself on your
lips. My hands slide to your pussy. I slide two fingers deep
inside you. You moan. I stop, and you ask why. I just smile
and reach back into my drawer. You wonder what other delights I
may have in that secret drawer. In just a moment, your questions
are answered. You see the vibrator. It's not huge, about seven
inches, but you seem interested in it. Then you notice that I
have also pulled out some strawberry massage oil. I squirt some
of the oil on your breasts. You gasp from the cold. I start to
blow on it, and it starts to develop a pleasant warmth, then it
builds to a heat, now uncomfortable, but hotter than you
imagined. I start to suck on your nipples. They are so hard.
So firm, so desirable. I stop, and turn the vibrator on.
Running it over your nipples. Down your body, to your waiting
clit. Harder and harder, I press it against your sensitive
flesh. Never hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to drive you
crazy. I look into your face, and can tell you want the toy
inside you now. I want to oblige, but can't. Not yet. I turn
off the vibrator and drip the oil over your pussy and ass. It's
freezing against the hot tender flesh, but as I start to rub it
in, that familiar heat starts to build again. I slip the
vibrator inside you without turning it on first, and although you
like it, you give me a frustrated moan. I laugh wickedly, and
turn it on while it is inside you. It presses against your
cervix, and this drives you absolutely insane. You've never had
anyone do this to you before, and you like it. Your hips start
to thrust as you fuck our little toy. My free hand slides to
your ass, and I start rubbing the little bud located there. I
penetrate your ass with a finger, slowly so I don't cause any
pain. You look at me with a mix of wanton desire, and a little
revulsion. I can feel the vibrations running throughout your
sex, and I can see the muscles in your thighs begin to twitch. I
know you are enjoying it even if you won't admit it to yourself.
You start to moan as your body builds to the point of no return.
You climax in incredible wave of pleasure. Beating your hands as
much as the bindings will let you against the bed. I kiss you
again. Your orgasm having gotten me hard once more. I untie
you. When you are free, you wrap your arms around me, and we
kiss some more. I lay back, you mount me. Instead of your hot,
tight, wet pussy, you guide my stiff prick into your even tighter
ass. You tell me you've never let anyone do this before, and I
feel honored that I am the first. Slowly, you slide down my
length. The pain is there, but it's a delicious pain. Finally,
I am inside you. You start to ride me. Up and down you stroke my
cock with your ass. You reach down to play with your clit while
I am inside you, and I reach up to play with your breasts. I
feel my balls tighten again, and tell you that I am about to cum.
You don't care, and keep riding me. I grip your hips and let out
a scream as my hot sperm fills your virgin ass. You wonder at
the feeling. My cock slides out of you, spent, shriveled,
satisfied. But I know that it is only for a short time. The
night is still young. We have many pleasures to discover with
one another, but for now, they must wait. We get up from the bed
and walk hand and hand into the shower.
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