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"Do I need to be punished?" I ask you huskily. "Yes you do darlin." you answer, not skipping a beat. "You've been terrible to me, flaked when you were down here and didn't call last night. I'd say you've down right abused me so now I get to abuse you." The notion is insulting and intruiging so I smile. "Go ahead." I murmer. You walk over to me, looking as if prepared for this offer and push me to a wall, kissing as you go. not such a bad punishment.... You push my hands together and above my head, holding them in place and effectively making me helpless. The familiar fear sweeps through my body followed by the automatic response of arousal. you move to my neck, somehow finding that perfect spot that makes me shiver and moan at the same time. It's nice but not quite what I'd expect from you as punishment. As if sensing that thought you whisper in my eat "This is only the warm up darlin, the real fun comes later." Not wanting to get the pun, I give in, playing the role of willing slave way too well not to have practiced before. You continue your barage of kisses on my neck and down the neckline of my shirt, pulling it down with your free hand to encounter my bra. This is frustrating so you take of both with a little maneuvering. I still play the obediant slave and keep my arms above my head, allowing you the use of both hands. my clothes don't prove a problem after that and for the first time you get a full view of my naked body. Recently, weight loss has taken me from what you remember to the size I am now and it looks rather nice. Time away has done me some good. You admire for a moment, stroking skin idlely in key places before moving on, coaxing my nipples into hardness with a little attention. My fingers start sliding through your hair and you are forced to remind me to keep them above my head.You resume you activities but out of habit the hands come down again so you lead me off to start phase 2. Phase 2 consists of a bed with posts, rope, and a REALLY BIG favor from a friend. I find myself tied up in a matter of minutes which is diconcerting but I'm loving it. You then get to continue, my legs tied apart, exposed and my hands safely in place. You can now continue your journey of kisses over the continent of my skin, lavishing attention where ever you deem to. You finally make you way to your ultimate goal, my already sopping wet pussy. You reach down with your tongue and flick the clit only once, making me jump as more nerves come alive. You then move down to my legs, to truely torture me. Leaving me like this, wanting to come but not getting any stimlus, you kiss every inch of my skin, avoiding my pussy at all costs. I'm almost in tears from frustration, everything on fire but nothing to put it out. At last you dive in, giving into your desires more than mine. I'm amazed at what you can do to my swollen clit, already about to explode after a minutes onslaught. Sucking on it putting a little pain into the mix, I arch my back, almost screaming your name! "ohhh...god...Amby!" My hands wanna claw your back but they are artfully restrained. I moan again under the attack and arch my back, pushing my pussy a little closer into your face. Electricity sizzles through me and with a small cry I come, shaking from head to toe with the force of it. but that isn't enough for you, oh no. From one extrememe to the other as you go from no stimulus to too much as you keep licking my poor, sensitive clit. My body shakes helplessly as the orgasm is drawn out, not allowed to subside. Tears slip from my eyes involuntarily as you continue. It feels painful but so good.At last you stop pleasing me and look toward pleasing yourself. stripping in a flash, you are back on top of me in moments, you cock almost painfully stiff against my leg. it gets slammed into my pussy, no friction whatsoever from the almost too wet pussy below you. you're coated immediately with what feels like some kind of superlube, her pussy muscles gripping you amazingly tight for this amount of moisture. It feels like liquid fire on your skin and she can't do anything about what you do. She moans, crying out, the orgasm still present in aftershocks. You have had ample stimulus and yet you aren't ready to come. you pull out, releasing me and flipping me over. You pull my hips back and slam your cock into me from behind. The sensation quite plesant. You fuck me like this, slamming youself into me again and again, drinking in my cries of pleasure. Almost time for you but not quite. you slap my ass, happy with the noise your hand makes. It's still not enough though and you are supposed to be torturing me...With a quick motion you pull out of my pussy and move into my ass, the lubrication more than enough. My lack of suprise or pain denotes that this is not a first. I only gasp and then moan quietly, accepting. This seems to be what you were searching for, becase it feels fucking awesome. You push yourself in and out of my ass, riding me like a cowboy. Everything seems to be perfect and you let the orgasm build. I start pushing myself back onto you. You fuck me hard, sweat forming rapidly as tensions build. I flex my muscles where you're at and help you along. I moan, but you don't even have the prescence of mind to hear me. My pulse pounds in my veins as, at last, you come, shuddering with your whole body. You settle into me, almost falling over from the power of the orgasm sweeping your nervous system. you have to pull out and fall over. I stay where I am, watching in amusement at what I've done. |
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