You cried out then as I quickly slid a hand back to the back of your neck and I pressed you forward, bending you over the table. You gasped in horror as you heard the click-click of the blade being flipped open. You struggled with me as I grabbed both your hands and held your wrists together over your head. I smiled even still as you struggled and I drew the flat of the blade slowly down your back, then slid it up inside your shirt in the back.
The next thing you felt was the blade turn sideways and the smooth, non-sharp side of the blade against your flesh. You heard the fabric of your shirt ripping, signaling that I was cutting the shirt off of you. I smiled as you whimpered and struggled against me, obviously a little relieved that I wasn't cutting you, but rather the shirt. After I got back to the top, I flipped the knife closed and tossed it aside, then I turned you around so you faced me, then I ripped what was left of the shirt off of you, exposing your full, juicy breasts. Your nipples were already hard with excitement as I rubbed my thumbs over them while my hands gently kneaded the rest of your breasts. You gasped, then moaned and pulled my head down to your breasts as you laid back, letting me kiss over the tops of your breasts gently.
You went to sit back on the table and I roughly pulled you back to me and lifted you skyward, allowing you to wrap your legs around my waist as I carried you toward the table. You wrapped your arms around my neck as I sucked, kissed, and nibbled on those lovely mounds of flesh. I laid you back on the table, your legs dangling slightly from the edge as I leaned in over you. I broke the kisses and let my hands slowly work their way down over your stomach to your pants...
You gasped in surprise as I roughly ripped your pants open, tearing them slightly as I did. I then pulled them down off you, taking your panties with them as well. You went to wrap yourself around me again, but I pressed you back to the table again. I then slid you back across the table a bit, then I slowly walked around your right side as I ran my fingers up one side of you. You watched me with a confused look in your eyes. I ran my fingers up the inside of your arm and I began kissing your fingertips and your palm, making you a little hotter with each minute. I then yanked your arm down, making sure not to hurt you too much, then I slid your hand through a waiting loop in a rope that was tied to the table legs. I tightened the loop quickly, causing your clenched fist to open involuntarily. In order to keep you a little more comfortable, I pulled your arm so it was lying on the table again, this time up over your head.
You immediately went to work trying to get yourself around and untied. I quickly made my way around to the other side and I pulled your hand down again, pulling the loop up this time to meet your hand, then tightening it quickly and placing your arm up over your head. I then tightened a third rope and locked it off to keep you from being able to move your arms. You began crying and pleading for me to let you go, but I again placed a finger over your lips and silenced you. I then slid down to the foot of the table and I began massaging your foot. A pleasured sigh escaped your lips as you laid your head back on the table, seemingly content to think that I was just going to do this. I slowly slide another loop over your foot as you lay back, then I tighten it as you cry out again, realizing what I was doing. I then do the same to your other foot, tying it up and limiting it's movement.
As you look around from the table, you see that the ropes aren't all connected to each other, but that the ones tying your legs down are in fact connected to each other. I walk over into the shadows and you hear a slight creak, then you cry out as the ropes begin to pull tight, spreading your legs apart. I move over toward you again and I smile. You look to me, pleading with your eyes and your cries for me to stop. I walk back to the shadows and this time the creak is much longer and more loud, and your legs are pulled apart still farther, spreading them farther and farther to the sides of the table, pulling them back a little bit as well so your feet are parallel to the table top.
"Please stop" you beg, wanting me to hear you and relieve what was beginning to become an enormous amount of pain. I returned from the shadows with a cylindrical object, which you quickly recognized to be a vibrating dildo. "No" you said, shaking your head as you heard the whirr when I turned it on. I began lowering it toward your wet pussy, waiting to see your reaction. Each time your cry became louder. "No...NO....Noooo...NOOOOOOO!!!!" I smiled broadly at your reaction as you began pulling against the ropes on your hands, but to no avail as I held the rope holding your legs in my other hand. I pulled it tightly, yanking your legs apart again, causing you to cry out in pain.
I quickly tied the rope off around the table leg, then let it go, not wanting to have to hold it because I would need both hands for what I was about to do. I slid my left hand up under you and tilted your hips back and up, exposing your ass. I slowly ran the vibrating dildo down over the top of your swollen, juice soaked pussy lips and then slid it up under you and it began to disappear up between your ass cheeks.
You cried out as the head of the dildo penetrated your tight asshole, then you writhed against it as I continued shoving it up inside you, working it into you almost all the way, leaving only a little bit of it out of the hole. I lowered you back to the table, letting you rest a bit, but each time you went to put your ass down you arched back up, feeling the dildo still vibrating in your ass. I watched on, amused as you came only a minute or so later, unable to keep yourself from it because of the combination of pain and pleasure.
When you finally got more comfortable, I disappeared again and I returned with a bucket of ice cubes. I pulled one from the bucket and I slowly began running it down over your hot skin, starting at the base of your neck, then down between your breasts, and I left it to sit right in the valley between your breasts. I didn't wait or watch for it to melt before I pulled a second cube from the bucket and I slowly began running it around your left breast in slowly circles. I started at the base and rolled it around the volume of that beautiful mound, then as I got to the nipple I laid the cube on your nipple and lowered my head over your nipple. I sucked on your nipple and then sucked the cube up into my mouth and began using it to tease your nipple slowly, the coldness against your skin driving you crazy. I then pulled the cube from my mouth and I began running it around your right breast slowly the same way I had around your left. I felt your body begin to spasm and you arched up as you came violently. I could tell all of the feelings, the buzzing of the dildo in your ass, the coldness of the cubes against your skin, and everything was driving your senses absolutely wild. I continued with the cube for a moment, sucking first on your nipple, then sucking the cube into my mouth and running it, in my mouth around your nipple.
I let the cube melt in my mouth, then I smiled and I disappeared again, this time pulling something from my pocket. You quickly realized that it was a condom and you wondered to yourself what I would do with that. It was then that you saw me squeezing ice cubes into it, fitting them all the way down into the tip of the condom and then all the way up. I tied off the end and walked down between your legs. I then slid the condom up onto you pussy and I teased you with it for a moment, running it over your puffy, moist lips. I then slid it into you slowly, causing you to cry out loud as I worked it all the way into you, letting you feel the coldness inside your hot, wet, silk. You came almost instantly again, but even still began working your hips against the condom, I could tell you were tightening you pussy, trying to pull the condom into you even as the cubes melted . I slid two fingers into you and I pulled the condom from you and found that yes, they were almost melted. I then smiled and walked away into the shadows again.
This time I returned with a bottle of maple syrup. I opened the cap and slowly dribbled it over your breasts and your stomach. I then slowly began licking and sucking it off of you, taking my time, licking you clean. I began working my tongue over your chest, then up over those luscious mounds, stopping to suck on your nipples for a moment on each breast, making sure to get every bit of syrup off you. You spasmed again and another orgasm overcame you like a tidal wave, your entire body sha
king as I continued to work you over with my tongue. I wasn't even done yet though, as I slid down between your thighs, then I pulled on the rope again, stretching you legs almost impossibly, causing you to cry out in pain. I then brought the bottle of syrup up over your pussy and I slowly dribbled some of it on your soaking, dripping pussy lips, then I slurped your lips slowly, tasting the syrup and your juices on my tongue. You arched back hard, moaning loudly and trying to pull against the ropes on your arms. I slowly parted the lips of your pussy and I found your protruding clit and I poured some syrup on that and began sucking on it. I proceeded to commence in running my tongue flat over it, causing you to buck hard against me as I kept my tongue and lips running all over that flesh bud, causing you to have something of a sensory overload. I pulled back just as you spasmed again, cumming hard one more time. I could see from the sweat on your body and hear from the heaviness of your breathing that I was wearing you out.
I disappeared into the shadows again and I came back with two objects, one was a stack of towels, which I used to clean first your pussy, then the rest of you, drying you off. I made sure to remove the dildo from your ass, as it had served it's purpose for the evening. I tossed it away and into the trash, where it landed with a resounding thud. The second was a feather, which I slowly ran over your skin, causing you to get all hot and bothered again as I ran it over every inch of your skin.
When I got to your thighs, I realized that it was then that I couldn't hold off any longer. Teasing you was making me so horny that I couldn't believe myself. I stripped out of my clothes, then I slid up on the table, between your thighs and I slid my hard, thick cock into you and I began stroking it in and out of you, strong and sure but not hard, working myself down into you. I felt myself begin to swell because your pussy was throbbing and tightening around it so much, as if your insides wanted to swallow my hardness. You managed to tilt your hips up into me as I kept thrusting into you, pulling you up into me. My hands massaged your ass as you cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain as I my pole pumped in and out of you. I finally couldn't take it any longer as I felt your pussy tighten violently and your body released. I felt your juices coat my cock and I immediately exploded into you, seating my cock into you up to the hilt as I shot my load deep into you.
I collapsed onto you and I reached up, untying your hands and then I leaned down and released your legs. I saw you smile at me from your spot on the table and you pulled me down to you, then we kissed and I laid my head on your shoulder. As I faded off into sleep, I heard you say....
"Damn, we have to do that more often..."
The End.
Cruising For Lust at Jakes
Last night at Jakes started out looking like a bust. There had been no fresh meat in sight. I had been frequenting Jakes for the past four months. It was the perfect pick-up joint. Mainly male dominated, it interior was dark and smoky. Jakes was a man's bar, and just what I was looking for.
Yuppy bankers and investors weren't for me, nor any other white collar worker busy hiding his wedding ring. What I craved was a working man. Rough, rugged, edgy and hard. The kind of man with a firm grip on his beer bottle, not a light hand on a sipping glass. I didn't need a gentleman with the subtle 'undress you with their eyes' look. What I wanted was that leer of lust, hunger and need.
I finished the last of my drink and was about to head home when I spotted him. He had a hard body, large build, dark looks and impressive hands. I always noticed a man's hands. They need to be large, the more calloused and rougher, the better. No delicate caresses for me. Just give me that firm cruel pressure on my flesh.
He sat half perched on a bar stool while I made my way over to him. My demeanor was sultry, confident and on a mission. "Hey handsome, you're just what I'm looking for."
His eyes roamed my body. I watched as they took in my dark lined eyes and red-painted lips. I shook my long dark hair slightly causing it to expose my bare shoulders. He looked down to see my top being held up precariously by full breasts, cut off to show a flat stomach and pierced navel. My black latex skirt hugged my hips and ass like a second skin. I wiggled slightly while his eyes continued down my bare legs to the pair of stiletto sandals that adorned my feet.
As his eyes traveled back up my long legs, I stepped closer and rested my pussy against his bent knee.
"You always come on this strong?" he asked.
My eyes looked deep into his as I answered in a husky voice. "If I see something I want."
He chuckled slightly. "Think you can handle me, do you?"
"Oh, baby," I purred, "I'm the slut of your dreams."
His hand slipped under my skirt and squeezed my ass cheek. "Harder, baby. I need it rough," I whispered in his ear. Those words were enough. The beer was forgotten on the bar as he led me from Jakes.
We made it ten feet from the door before he abruptly turned into the alleyway and shoved my back against the rough exterior of the building. The coarse side bit into my bare skin, fueling my own lust. His deft hands ripped my top down to expose creamy round breasts. Cruel fingers pinched and pulled on my hardened nipples, elongating them further.
I pressed hard into his touch and was rewarded with a hard slam against the building. He grabbed the hem of my skirt and jerked the latex material to my waist. This left me totally exposed to this dark stranger and anyone else who should pass by. I loved every second and my moans escaped me unheeded.
He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his rigid cock. I grabbed for it with both hands but he quickly grasped my wrists and wrenched them above my head. In response, I thrust my chest out defiantly. He delivered a rough bite to my left nipple which left me gasping. His teeth maintained their hold on my bud while he thrust his cock deep into my soaked pussy. My hungry cunt contracted around his shaft as I attempted to bury him deeper into me. Again his teeth bit hard on my nipple before he made his way to my other breast. He continued to thrust into me, slamming me into the wall each time.
Arms painfully stretched over my head, the wall cutting into my tender flesh, teeth torturing my pained nipples and the savage pounding of my cunt all sent my body crashing into climax. My orgasm raged on to his continued punishment of my captive body.
"What a fucking cum slut you are," he growled.
"Yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want your cum. Give it to me." My words came out in gasps.
"Oh, you're going to get it. Get on your fucking knees and suck me dry, bitch."
He released his grip on my wrists and I fell to my knees on the gravel-ridden alley. The small stones dug into my skin which only drove on my desires. I wrapped my lips around his cock. My tongue licked and slurped my own sweet nectar off his pole before taking him fully into my mouth. I teased him as my slick tongue swirled around the sensitive underside of his prick. He allowed me my teasing before his grip tightened firmly in my hair.
I opened my mouth wide to accommodate his deep thrusting down my throat. He was relentless and pulled me hard into him with every thrust. Gags and muffled moans came from my throat as he raped my hungry mouth.
With a rough jerk, he impaled his cock to the depths of my throat. His manhood expanded and throbbed as a hot rush of seedy cum was shot into me. I swallowed repeatedly, sure he would appreciate the contracting movements of my throat on his spend dick. His moans and grunts told me he did.
Jakes had come through for me once again.
The End.
The Laundry Room
You are standing in the utility room folding laundry out of the dryer. Since it is a hot day and doing the wash heats the house, you are wearing your usual outfit for doing chores in the heat; a loose tee shirt (actually an old one of mine, quite threadbare with age) and shorts. The sound of the washing machine as it does the next load – I am helping gather the dirty clothes and put them in the wash – masks the sound of me coming up behind you.
The first inkling you have of my presence is when my hands reach around you to cup your unfettered breasts in m
y hands. You drop the pants you were folding to lean back against me as I nuzzle the side of your neck where it meets the shoulder; this is an erogenous zone for you and I enhance the feelings by running my tongue along that juncture. As I do, goose bumps form along your arms as you shiver with the heightened senses. I run my hands down your arms to warm them and then return to those tits I love so much.
As my hands find their way to the underside of each one, my thumbs lightly graze across the tips of each nipple and you push your bum back into me to feel the start of my erection. As each nipple grows hard and impatient, I reach down to the hem of your top and whip it off over your head as your arms reach for the ceiling. Now free, your breasts sway slowly as my hands find them again.
You turn swiftly and, placing your hands on either side of my face, you crush your lips to mine as I alternative rub and squeeze your breasts. Reaching downwards to the waistband of your shorts, I push them down past your hips where they continue their freefall to the floor. Lifting you by the hips, I lift your naked body – of course, you weren't wearing any panties in this heat – and sit you on the edge of the vibrating washing machine.
Lowering my mouth to run my lips along the underside of each breast – yet another sensitive spot for you – you spread your legs wide to allow me closer access to each marvelous tit. I continue to ravish them with all the adoration I feel as the machine upon which you are perched starts its spin cycle. The vibrations from the machine flow directly to your clit which is resting on its surface – the result of those open legs. You moan loudly and squirm to intensify the feelings as the speed of the machine increases.
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