Saturday night
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Posted:Nov 19, 2019 10:07 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 9:8 am
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james_has_candy
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EROTICA
Possibly Saturday night
You wake to find your hands tied together to the top of the bed. He knows you want to experiment but you find it so sudden. You are the type of person who has to plan things. There is an order to life. The sun rises and sets, we wake and sleep. Chaos is randomness, nothingness. But you are open to it.
What can it possibly hurt you think to yourself. Testing the bonds, wrists twist back and forth. The sensation of the silk sliding sends shivers up and down your spine. The bonds are tight, but not so tight as to hurt. Your hands easily slid back and forth. You've had your eyes closed to assimilate the feeling of being tied, not in control. This sends a thrill to your center. Anything could happen and you would have no way of stopping any of it. You try to open your eyes but find nothing, darkness, complete and utter.
There is a third scarf, so far unknown. He has covered your eyes. The sense that is relied on by far the most. Now you feel panic inching its way through your body. The icy fingers inching along the inside of your legs, down your back. The cool breath rushing along your face, breathing upon your neck. "James", you call out tentatively. The fear is in your voice, and you hate it. This is your game, you want this, wanted this. "James, you answer me now! Where are you" A pleading tone this time. The fear is there now. You hear it, feel it, taste it.
Get a hold of yourself, he loves you he would never hurt you. A game, this is just a game. Then the sound comes, a slight brushing noise. You know then he is padding down the hall, dragging his feet as he goes. He does this constantly, his way of telling you he's coming or just his way of walking, you never know. You turn your head toward the sound, or at least where it must be coming from. With no sight, it is very disorienting. Right, left, up, down, it all seems the same. "James,say something baby, just so I know you are. This is okay; I just need to know so I can get my bearings.
Baby, I love you, but I need to see. It will make it so much better." Your words rush out, uncertain if he is even there. But at these words, you hear a soft sighing noise. You know he heard the words, suddenly fearful he will end the game you strain against the bonds. To feel him, to show him your desire, that is all that fills your mind. Then you feel it, soft, so gentle you might have imagined it. Something makes a path along your inner thigh. As light as air, but as substantial as a brick. A moan bubbles up deep from within your throat.
I see you lying on the bed. The desire rushing through you creating a rapture as I have never seen. It makes the very blood in my veins boil to see you in your position, completely open. Willing yet not, you are mine now to do as I please. I draw my fingers along your leg. Gently, firmly, ever changing as I go. You moan so loud, I feel it vibrate through me. Twisting, turning, straining for my touch. Yet I withdraw. Watch you as you look for me, yet with no eyes there is no answer. I move from the side of the bed, walking around to glimpse you from another angle. As I lay beside you, still straining for my touch. I see your breasts arched out, the taut nipples wanting, needing, yearning to be taken. I lean over you and flick my tongue out. A delicate bud to be tasted. Over and over, delicate touches, flicks of my tongue. One and then the other but never are they alone. As I take one in my mouth I tease the other with my fingers.
Screams of pleasure rip from your throat. "Yes, please, oh god take me now!!" You can't hold it in any longer, you want your hands to give pleasure as you are getting it. Thrashing from side to side you don't know how to hold it in. The orgasm rips through your body. Leaving glittering stars in its wake. Never have you felt something like this, earth shattering is the way to describe it. Your broken into a million pieces. But still he presses on. As his tongue continues to lick your hardened nipples, never relenting there grip on your passion. You feel his hand slid down your stomach. You know the next one will be better, but you don't know how you will survive.
You taste like roses and sweet cream. I love taking you in my mouth. There is more to come, but I'm fascinated by your reaction to my simple touches. I slid my hand down your stomach, wanting to be nestled in your silky warmth. Rubbing you as I go, so soft and warm. I reach your secret place and stop just before. My finger moves up and down. Tapping, as if knocking to say "Can I come in" Once again your hips buck against the bed. You slide closer to me feeling my desire press against your hip. You know what is to be and you want it so bad.
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Young and fun
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Posted:Nov 19, 2019 10:04 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 9:8 am
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This is a true story of a recent encounter with a really beautiful 24 year old blonde who is a true multi-orgasmic nymphomaniac. I met Heather (not her real name) on-line on a non-sexual discussion thread. We e-mailed back and forth a few times and eventually started chatting on the phone. One night while chatting, I jokingly asked if she wanted to come over. To my surprise she agreed. She turned up around midnight, several hours after she said she was leaving. I had almost given up on her. I found out later she was checking up on me and she even had her chauffeur drive her over. I had no idea until then that she came from a really wealthy family. We had exchanged via e-mail some small pics and knew she was cute but I was not prepared for how gorgeous she really was in person. She was model class beautiful, about 5'4", slender about 110lbs, delicate features, long blonde hair. I could tell she was apprehensive but from the look in her eyes I also knew she was attracted to what she saw. I was so physically attracted to her I could not help but to give her a kiss on the lips. First delicately, then more passionately when she reciprocated. This is not something I normally do when I first meet someone on a date. However, she seemed to like it and started to relax. I was relieved since it confirmed our mutual attraction. I gave her a tour of my home to help her feel at ease but after some light chatting it was clear we would not be able to keep our hands off each other and it also became clear why she agreed to come over ... she was very horny. So in between kisses I lead her to my bed and quickly undressed each other. Wow ... she had a flawless body with silky smooth skin and had no inhibitions being naked. She spent a few moments checking out my erection both visually and with her hands and murmured her approval between kisses. I started kissing and licking her body all over but what I really wanted was to kiss her pussy so I made my way down there fairly quickly. OMG, she tasted and smelled so sweet I was in heaven. I started gently inquiring between breaths what technique she liked the most. It seemed that sucking on her clit and pussy lips simultaneously was her favorite and it didn't take long before there was the familiar involuntary muscle contraction and facial expression of a strong quiet orgasm. She motioned to me that she wanted me inside her so I put on protection and slowly mounted her missionary style. She was wet but felt tight, I was in 2nd heaven. I started pounding her gently kissing her lips and nipples until her movements indicated she wanted it faster and harder. I did not think she would be able to come so quickly again if at all but I was in for a treat, the next thing I knew she was clenching and writhing in another orgasm. The next few hours were a blur of missionary, doggy, other various positions, fingers and oral because it became clear she was extremely multi-orgasmic and did not want to stop. We took a few brief breaks for drinks and the bathroom and during one of the breaks she told me that she needed to come at least 5 times a day. I asked, well what happens if you don’t have a guy around. She was surprisingly open and simply said “I masturbate of course”. This really turned me on especially when she proceeded to show me how she did it. It might have been the late hour but I was so tired I could not come from fucking even though I desperately wanted to. I guess it was a good thing because it meant I could keep going and going. About 5 hours later I was about to collapse so she agreed to let me finish myself off by hand and cum all over her breasts after treating me to wide open views of her perfect pink pussy. We laughed and tried to count how many times she came, at least 8 times we agreed, 3 times through penetration and 5 through sucking her. This was the only time I saw her. She is quite the spoilt brat in reality. Not surprising I guess with her looks and money. After she flaked last minute on me a few times afterwards, I decided it was not worth continuing to waste my time and emotional energy. I do remember the experience very fondly and I get quite aroused knowing she is probably still masturbating several times a day to fill her need
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