Could this be our first date or was it our last date?
I thought that you would like me to tell you what I want to do to. Assume that I am going around to your house. Imagine that we have never met. We decided to go out but you aren't ready when I call for you. You apologise. You ask me to come in and tell me that you will be about 20 minutes because you just got out of the shower. You have on a dressing gown. I don’t know what you have on underneath, but I twitch at the thought. I sit down and watch TV. You tell me to help myself to a drink or whatever I want. You go upstairs. I idly flick through TV channels. There is nothing to watch. The minutes tick by. You call down to ask if I am OK. I say I am fine, and that I have been channel hopping but there is nothing on. You say that I ca
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n come upstairs and talk while you get ready. I walk slowly upstairs and into the bedroom with the light on. You are sitting on the edge of a large bed, looking into a mirror and putting your make up on. Your dressing gown has fallen open and I see your slinky bra. I comment how nice you look. You reveal some more. You stand up and the gown falls wide open. You have on slinky black briefs and stocking. I love sexy, classy underwear. I tell you just that. You smile. I move closer. I can smell your fresh skin and your perfume. I am hard. I can see your nipples and the shape of your sex mound. I reach out a finger and brush your neck, so very, very, lightly. You shudder. I ask if you are cold. You reply "Not at all". My finger traces down your front and down the side of your pants. It doesn’t linger. I crouch down. My finger traces down your leg. You move your legs apart slightly. I touch your skin so slightly. I run my finger back up your leg. I stop jut short of your sex. It is level with my mouth. You push out towards me. I stand and my finger continues on its journey. I move it in circles around each breast. You close your eyes. I see your nipples are hard. I am so hard my self. I can feel wetness in my pants. Your mouth is slightly open. I face you so close. I can feel your breath on my face. I part your lips with my tongue. We kiss so lightly. We don’t touch anywhere but our mouths. You moan quietly. We gyrate our mouths. You taste so sweet...
The gown falls from your shoulders. Your arms hang limply by your side. Your eyes are closed. We break our kiss and my tongue follows the route taken by my fingers. Down your chin, it touches so lightly. It follows the contour of your neck and when it reaches your breast it circles each one slowly in tighter and tighter circles until it is touching your now erect nipples through your bra. I run you round. You respond without question. I gently rub your back while my tongue follows the path of your spine. I see the back of your panties are thong style. When I reach it you involuntarily spread your legs a little anticipating what I am going to do I move them a little wider and bend you over. The cotton strip doesn’t cover your sex. I tell you to spread your legs more and bend right over. You obey without question. The lips of your sex are spread. They glisten with wetness. My tongue travels between the cheeks of your bum and circles your sex lips. I don’t touch your pleasure bud, but just circle it, around and around. Sometimes I push my tongue right inside your tight vagina and let the juices flow onto it. Then, when I am wet I continue to tease your pussy. You are bent double and your legs can go no wider apart. I tell you to stay in that position. I quietly remove my shirt and the rest of my clothes drop to the floor. I am naked behind you. My erection is like steel and the end of my hard cock glistens and runs with my love juices. I unhook your bra and it slides off your arms and falls to floor. Your breasts are naked. I stand close behind you. My hard cock is between your legs. It brushes your nether lips. I move closer behind you and pull you close to me. We are like spoons in the draw. I put my arms around you and cup your breast. I gently massage your erect nipples. I cup your breasts in my hands. I push my hips towards you. The head of my cock slides along the lips of your sex. You are aching to take me inside you. To feel me stretch the sides of your cunt so very, very wide. To feel me pound myself mercilessly inside you, but no, that will have to wait. I cannot empty my cum inside you until you are completely satisfied, but before that we had forgotten that we had arranged to go out. I pull away from you and tell you that we will finish it later. I tell you to get dressed but wear no thong and wear hold up stockings. You protest slightly but know that it is no good. You know that I am going to tease you when we are out, when we are in the car, when we are in a restaurant. You will be continually wet thinking of what is to come. We walk out to the car. It is a dark night but clear and bright. There are stars in the sky. I open the car door for you. You drop down onto the car seat. I close the door quietly. The seat is leather and you slide about on it. I walk around the car and get in. You look at me but I don’t look back. I tell you to move your dress from underneath you so that your bare ass is on the leather. You do as you are bidden. Your bottom sticks to the leather. I tell you to undo the buttons right down the front of your dress. I tell you to keep your bra on but to pull your breasts out so that they are hanging out, erect, over the top of the cups. I tell you to sit with your bottom well forward on the seat and your legs as far apart as they will go. This is how you will be when we are driving. I Lean over and kiss first one nipple, and then the other and then I kiss you full on the mouth. My finger finds your sex lips and slips just slightly inside your wetness. You try to move your legs wider but the car isn’t wide enough. Gently stroke your clitoris while I kiss you then suddenly break away completely, put on my seatbelt and tell you to do the same. I start the car and drive away. You are totally exposed but it is dark so no-one can see you. We drive a short way out onto open roads. The car, now warm glides effortlessly along. It is automatic so I drive with one hand. I put my free hand onto your leg. I gently stroke it from your knee to your thighs. When I reach the top of your thighs. I graze your sex slightly and move back down again. I do this many times. When my hand reaches your sex, you groan and I retreat. You say that you cannot stand this much longer. But you must. I stop the car in a quiet spot. I tell you to lean over and release me from my pants. You eagerly take my massive erection from its bounds and without being asked just take it right into your mouth. You rub it up and down all the time sucking it. I tell you to play with yourself while you suck me but to keep spread so that I can see what you do. I notice your smooth pussy. Freshly waxed. I am approving thus far. Your hand moves between your legs and you search for your own pleasure spot. You try to spread your legs as wide as they will go, doing just as you are told. It allows easier access to your stroking fingers. You circle your clitoris slowly with your finger tips and thrust your smooth mound towards me so that I can better see what you are doing. You spread your cunt lips and pull the hood back from your bud to reveal it in its swollen glory. You are dripping wet. You start to rub faster. You wank my massive erection at the same speed as you finger your clit. Your mouth is just over the end of my rock hard cock, ready to catch my juice when it spurts out. You are wanking us both off at the same speed. You fuck your mouth with my cock. Your hips buck in time with your motions. Your body arches in spasm, again and again. Your mouth gapes wide but is filled with the end of my erection. My cock is dripping with precum. I am ready to explode but I hold back intentionally. You fall back in the seat and instinctively move your legs back together. You still hold my cock. Your mouth has abandoned me. I tell you to fasten your clothes but still sit with your legs apart. I haven’t finished with you yet. You slowly dress your self and adjust your position on the car seat with your legs as wide as they will go. I am ready to burst but know that in a few minutes my lust will subside. I will generate more spunk so that when I finally fill you there will be massive amounts squirting inside your cunt (or your mouth or your arse or just all over your face and tits). I have all evening to decide how I will use you. I am about to put myself back into my pants. It isn’t easy as I am still massively hard. The end of my cock glistens. I tell you to suck me clean so that I can dress. You take the end of my cock in your hot wide mouth and suck all the juice from me. I tell you that it is now clean enough. You sit up and I dress. I start the car and we drive slowly off from our parking spot and onto the road. Soon we are in town. We decide to have a quick drink and then eat. We pull up outside a smart wine bar. The lights are low, but it looks warm and full of atmosphere. I park the car. You ask if I think you look OK. I reply that you look fine. You put some more lipstick on, holding your mouth invitingly wide as you do so. I think of filling it with my cock. Later I will fuck your mouth. It can wait. We get out of the car and go into the wine bar. The meal is surprisingly uneventful. On purpose I make it so. We drink champagne. We eat wonderful food. We eat slowly savouring each mouthful. You are waiting for the next “instalment†of our contact. You wait. You have to wait. The bubbles in the champagne make the alcohol go straight to your head. You are tipsy. You giggle. We decline sweet. I ask for a very large glass of mineral water with plenty of ice. You look puzzled. You were ready to leave. When the water arrives I tell you to drink at all quickly. You drink it down stopping to breathe two or three times.I take the glass from you. We are seated in a small booth and I move around so that I am beside you. I tell you to open your legs wide under the table. No-one can see. You still have no panties on. I take several lumps of ice from the glass. They start to slowly melt in my hand. I put my ice filled hand between your legs and slide it up your thighs. I cup your sex with the ice filled hand. Your body shrnks from the icy touch. I scissor my fingers pulling your sex lips apart and pop each ice cube into your vagina. I push them right up inside you. You squirm in the seat. Water trickles between your buttocks. I remove my hand and take more ice. I put more cubes inside you. You are full and tingling and numb all at the same time. I take three more cubes. You can hold no more. But you can. I cup your sex once more with my ice filled hand. I sl;ide the first cube between your buttocks. It rest on the pucker of your smaller hole. I press, you try to pull away. I tell you to stop. I push first one ice cube into your arse, then another and another. I push them deep into with my finger.I tell you to clench your muscles to prevent any escape. I pay the waiter and we leave. As you walk water starts to run slowly down your leg making you clench your cunt and arse muscles even tighter in order to stop it. I walk slowly. We get to the car. I tell you that it has been a lovely evening and that I will take you home and speak to you next week. I don’t know how you feel about that. In the car I tell you to sit with your buttocks over the edge of the seat so as not to wet it.You are quiet in the car. We don’t speak. We do not touch each other. You wonder if I am going to demand something of you. I don’t. you are numb inside and dripping wet. The melting water and the slimy love juices mingle coating the whole of your sex area. We stop outside your house. You ask me in for coffee. You expect me to decline. I accept. You are (pleasantly, I think) surprised. You make coffee and we make small talk. I excuse myself and go upstairs to the bathroom. When I return, the fire has warmed the room, because, even though it is summer, the evening is chilly. I stand behind you. I massage your shoulders and I towel you dry with a large warm towel. You close your eyes. The fire warms us both. The lights are low but we are bathed in a warm, amber glow. You have put a CD on to play. The music floats around the room. I take a large folded and pressed handkerchief from my pocket with one hand while the other massages your shoulders. You do not know what I am doing. You do not care. I shake it out and carefully fold it into a long flat shape. Your eyes are closed thinking about my touch taking the day’s aches from your muscles. I gently drape the folds over your face before swiftly sliding it in front of your eyes and tying it quickly behind your head. You complain and move your hands up to remove it but I order you to stop. You silently obey. I adjust the blindfold so that you cannot see. I tell you that whatever happens you must not move unless I tell you to. You ask me what I am going to do. I tell you that it is better you find out than me tell you. I tell you to sit perfectly still. You are still dressed. I tell you that I am going to leave the room and that I won’t be long but that I am still watching you. You sit stock still. I walk out of the room. You wonder where I have gone and what I have planned. After a short few minutes I return. I tell you to stand and stay absolutely still with your arms by your sides. You are only to move if I tell you to. You obey silently. Piece by piece, fastener by fastener, I slowly remove your clothing. It falls to the floor. You are standing in front of the fire in your beautiful lingerie. I unclip, your bra and your breasts hang free. Your nipples are hard in anticipation. You still have no panties on. I leave your stockings in place. You have just your stockings and high heeled shoes on to conceal any nakedness. I tell you to spread eagle yourself in front of the fire. There is a large fluffy rug in front of the fire. You lie on your back and spread your legs and arms. The rug tickles your back. I tell you to spread wider, as wide as you can go. I move the couch away so that you are spread as far as your joints will allow. Your sex lips glisten with wetness. The slit of your cunt is opened and your pinkness beckons. In your world it is dark. You don’t know what I am doing. You feel the slightest touch on you skin. Then again just the faintest touch. You shiver. You do not know what can have such a gentle touch. The silk-like touch slowly covers your whole body as though trying to paint every inch of you. It avoids your sex but skirts the edges. Every time it does so you body arches to try to get the silken touch to invade your sex lips. You wonder what it is. A finger? A feather? Your arm is lifted and whatever it was is tied around your wrist. Than it starts again and soon your other wrist is bound and then each ankle in turn. You effectively have a long tassel around each of your limbs. You are still free to move. You have moved your limbs together as you have writhed in sensual pleasure. I tell you to spread them again and that if you don’t I will have to make you spread them forcibly. You obey immediately. Your sex lips are pushed apart. You think by fingers. Then a tongue, you know it is a tongue gradually, gently, everso lightly circles your sex without touching your sex bud. Your sex aches to be penetrated and to be touched. Your body flexes and your legs and arms contract. I tell you to stand. You slowly stand. You are disorientated. The fire warms you. I tell you to follow me but you do not know which way to go in your darkness. You feel a tug at your wrists. You are being led by the wrists. The tassels at your wrists are being pulled. You follow the direction of the pull. You feel the glow of the fire fall behind you. You walk slowly, afraid of stumbling. I tell you to trust me. You walk following the tug on your wrists. I tell you we are going upstairs. Trust me. I tell you when to mount each stair tread. You follow me in your darkness. You are in your own house but you don’t know where. I tell you to turn around. You hear my voice but are not sure where I am standing. I tell you to sit down. You feel for something to sit on but I quickly tell you to hold your arms straight down by your side and to trust me. You do as you are told and sit expecting to fall into emptiness. To your surprise you find, what you think is a bed underneath your bottom. You relax. I tell you to lie back and twist onto the bed. It is easy now. You are on a large bed. I tell you to spread yourself wide once again. No, …..wider. You are told to spread yourself into the shape of a cross. You do as you are told and are conscious of how wide you are spread. Your cunt gapes wide. Your breast are spread out on your chest and your arms are open wide. You feel a tug at your ankle. You had forgotten the tassels, you are now conscious of the leashes at your ankles and wrists. Your leg stretches and you cannot move it. Then the other leg is first pulled tight and then immobilised. You try to resist a little and in doing so move your arms down. You are told immediately to put them wide above your head. You complain, but it is no use. Your arms are tied even tighter above your head. You are spread eagled on the bed. You can move slightly but that is about to change. Pillows are pushed under your buttocks thrusting them upwards and taking up the last slack in the bonds. Your sex is open wide and thrust outwards. You cannot move. You hear me walk away. I am gone for just a minute. You wonder where I have been. You strain your ears trying to make out what the sounds being made are. You are shocked by an freezing cold sensation although it is not icy cold . Cold wet hands are massaging your breasts. You can smell something tangy fruity sweet. The hands squeeze each breast in turn massaging the creamy substance into your flesh. I take some of the cream on my finger and put it in your mouth. It tastes fruity and tangy. You recognise the taste of yoghurt. I tell you to open your mouth wide. No, wider. You feel the bed move. I am on the bed with you. A slimy salty liquid drips into your mouth. I am letting my pre-cum run into your mouth. It runs down into you in a long thin stringy stream. The salt taste mingles with the fruity yoghurt taste. You long to have my cock in you. In your pussy, in your arse, in your mouth. To hold it. To massage it, to swallow my cum. I kneel astride your face and wank my cock into your mouth. You suck it dry. I start to rub my cock around your lips. You try to catch it in your mouth. Your tongue darts over the end of it. Once again it glistens with my natural lubricant. I rub it all around your mouth. You taste the salt. I stand up. The pillows under your backside have slumped. I push more pillows under you. You feel the bed depress under you and the feel a small, everso gentle touch on your sex lips. The silken touch glides between your legs. You try to get more of it but you are held tight. Your cunt lips are held open and the touch slides along your pink fleshy openness. You are running with juice. Your pussy is aching to be filled. You feel a pressure at your entrance and try to move towards it but still you are held. The pressure increases and you are stretched wide. So very wide. You are not being touched anywhere else. Your pussy is being stretched to its capacity . You feel the flesh entering into you. Deeper and deeper till it feels like it will come out of your back. It withdraws until nearly out of you and is then jammed hard into you for its full length. It shocks you. The pace quickens after every withdrawal, it is thrust into you again and again. The speed quickens and suddenly it stops. You are left gaping. You hear a draw being opened. It closes again. A feeling of something cold and hard between your legs. A buzzing noised sounds as I turn on the vibrator and circle your sex hole. Sometimes I slide it into the silken gash and use your lubricant to make it slide over you. Sometimes I replace it with my erection. Sometimes I fuck you while the vibrator circles your clitoris. Gradually it gets closer to your sex bud. You stomach is tightening. Your back arches. You gasp for air. It is coming. Your long awaited orgasm is approaching. Your hips buck as much as they can. Wave after wave of pleasure come over you. Again and again. You cannot breathe. You gasp and let out a small scream. The buzzing stops and once more you are filled with erect flesh. This is now it. You will take it all. You will have my sticky semen fill you. I pump in and out of you mercilessly. My weight bears down on you. Your cunt is spread so very wide. I am as deep into you as I can go. You feel my hips buck again and again as I release squirt after squirt of hot cum inside you. Slowly I withdraw from you and you feel my stick juice run from your pussy and down the split of your backside. You feel a finger (is it a finger?) slide between the crease of your buttocks. It is wet with semen. It slides easily into your backside and slowly but gently masturbates your arsehole. Thankfully it is a finger. Your arse could not take more, but the sensation of a fingertip is very erotic. Two more fingers penetrate your soaking vagina. The membrane between your orifices is squeezed under pressure. The fingers in your cunt probe upwards curling forward to your belly, searching inside for your magic internal spot. Like an electric shock they find it. Your arse contracts as your body spasms but it cannot expel the finger deep inside. You start moan. It gets louder. I tell you that you must be silent. You try to hold your breath. Your body bucks in spasm. The bonds pull at your wrists and ankles. Again and again you spasm until you are spent. You lie exhausted. I take myself from you leaving you gaping wet and empty. you are breathless. I stand up from the bed, turn out the light and close the door. It is pitch black. Even without the blindfold you wouldn’t be able to see a hand in front of your face. I am gone for minutes. Was it minutes? Have you slept? You hear the door open. Someone walks into the room. The light switch clicks on. The light does not penetrate your blindfold. You are still in blackness. You call out. I don't respond. I speak to someone. I am not alone? No-one responds. You hear me comment on what I have done to you. I say that your pussy is to be admired and fucked whenever you are spread like this. I tell the visitor that he can do what he wants with you. There is no response. I ask him (is it him or her?) If they would like to take you? You don’t hear a sound. Can you hear one pair of feet or two? You strain to hear. It is impossible. You feel someone get on the bed as it depresses beneath you. You feel something graze your pussy lips. That is the only contact with you. A large hard cock slides into your cum filled pussy. Slowly it goes deeper and deeper into you before taking up a regular rhythm. You try to smell my familiar smell but your senses are numbed with sex and pleasure. The cock inside you increases its rhythm. Faster and faster it pounds into you before emptying a long thick stream of hot semen deep into your belly. The cock leaves before softening. You are gaping as the person leaves the bed. The only contact with you was that thick stiff cock. I ask if they enjoyed having you. Still no response. You hear footsteps leave the room. How many pairs? The light switch clicks off. The door closes. You are alone again. You wait in the dark. A minute? An hour? You hear noises that you do not recognise. Cum runs out of your vagina and trickles past your anus and onto the bed. It tickles. You long to wipe it but you still cannot move. The pillows and bed have settled. You can move slightly. You hear doors open and close. You hear a voice saying “goodbyeâ€Â. The sound of a door closing again. Footsteps. The door remains closed. Running water. I am in the bathroom. You hear a shower. There is splashing. After a few minutes the splashing stops. There are other noises. Minutes tick by. You notice the sound of a clock ticking. You can’t remember having a clock. It is quiet. Perhaps the ticking is your watch and it juts seems loud. You cannot remember where it was put. You couldn’t remember of course because you were blindfolded. Then more running water. Rumbling this time. The bath. It rumbles for along time and then abruptly stops. Footsteps. The door opens. The switch does not click this time. You are still in blackness and the room is dark. Footsteps walk around the room. They pause a few seconds at each corner of the bed. You hear a table lamp switched on. The bonds are slack. You stay spread open. You test your restraints. You can move. You sit up. You stretch. Semen runs from your insides now that you are upright. You clench your muscles to hold it in. You move your hand and feel its slimy wetness. Is that the cum of one person or two? You ask the question aloud. There is no answer. You remove the blindfold. You blink in the light. Although the only light is a table lamp, it seems extremely bright after your blindfold. The room is empty. You can see through the door. The landing light is lit. You stand up. Semen leaks down your leg. You call. There is no answer. You go out of the room. You search each other rooms. No-one.The bathroom is steamed up. There is a hot bath filled with fragrant bubbles. The light is not switched on but the room is illuminated with scented candles. They flicker in the hot steam. The room is filled with a warm glow. Fresh towels are at the side of the bath. A robe is warming on the radiator. You start to move faster. You shout again. Silence. You run down stairs and into each room in turn. The house is empty. You switch off the light and peer through the window. My car has gone. Slowly you remove the bonds from your wrists and ankles. Thee are marks where the material has been tied around your flesh. It is just red. The marks are fading already. Tomorrow there will be no trace of what happened. Your legs are soaked but you are empty now. Slowly you climb the stairs. You go into the bathroom and slowly, one leg at a time, climb into the bath. You slide beneath the bubbles and water. The water invades you. It takes away all traces of what has happened. Your mind drifts. In your mind you replay the nights events. Will you ever see me again? Will I call you? You don’t have my telephone number and then it occurs to you, you don’t even know my name.
The gown falls from your shoulders. Your arms hang limply by your side. Your eyes are closed. We break our kiss and my tongue follows the route taken by my fingers. Down your chin, it touches so lightly. It follows the contour of your neck and when it reaches your breast it circles each one slowly in tighter and tighter circles until it is touching your now erect nipples through your bra. I run you round. You respond without question. I gently rub your back while my tongue follows the path of your spine. I see the back of your panties are thong style. When I reach it you involuntarily spread your legs a little anticipating what I am going to do I move them a little wider and bend you over. The cotton strip doesn’t cover your sex. I tell you to spread your legs more and bend right over. You obey without question. The lips of your sex are spread. They glisten with wetness. My tongue travels between the cheeks of your bum and circles your sex lips. I don’t touch your pleasure bud, but just circle it, around and around. Sometimes I push my tongue right inside your tight vagina and let the juices flow onto it. Then, when I am wet I continue to tease your pussy. You are bent double and your legs can go no wider apart. I tell you to stay in that position. I quietly remove my shirt and the rest of my clothes drop to the floor. I am naked behind you. My erection is like steel and the end of my hard cock glistens and runs with my love juices. I unhook your bra and it slides off your arms and falls to floor. Your breasts are naked. I stand close behind you. My hard cock is between your legs. It brushes your nether lips. I move closer behind you and pull you close to me. We are like spoons in the draw. I put my arms around you and cup your breast. I gently massage your erect nipples. I cup your breasts in my hands. I push my hips towards you. The head of my cock slides along the lips of your sex. You are aching to take me inside you. To feel me stretch the sides of your cunt so very, very wide. To feel me pound myself mercilessly inside you, but no, that will have to wait. I cannot empty my cum inside you until you are completely satisfied, but before that we had forgotten that we had arranged to go out. I pull away from you and tell you that we will finish it later. I tell you to get dressed but wear no thong and wear hold up stockings. You protest slightly but know that it is no good. You know that I am going to tease you when we are out, when we are in the car, when we are in a restaurant. You will be continually wet thinking of what is to come. We walk out to the car. It is a dark night but clear and bright. There are stars in the sky. I open the car door for you. You drop down onto the car seat. I close the door quietly. The seat is leather and you slide about on it. I walk around the car and get in. You look at me but I don’t look back. I tell you to move your dress from underneath you so that your bare ass is on the leather. You do as you are bidden. Your bottom sticks to the leather. I tell you to undo the buttons right down the front of your dress. I tell you to keep your bra on but to pull your breasts out so that they are hanging out, erect, over the top of the cups. I tell you to sit with your bottom well forward on the seat and your legs as far apart as they will go. This is how you will be when we are driving. I Lean over and kiss first one nipple, and then the other and then I kiss you full on the mouth. My finger finds your sex lips and slips just slightly inside your wetness. You try to move your legs wider but the car isn’t wide enough. Gently stroke your clitoris while I kiss you then suddenly break away completely, put on my seatbelt and tell you to do the same. I start the car and drive away. You are totally exposed but it is dark so no-one can see you. We drive a short way out onto open roads. The car, now warm glides effortlessly along. It is automatic so I drive with one hand. I put my free hand onto your leg. I gently stroke it from your knee to your thighs. When I reach the top of your thighs. I graze your sex slightly and move back down again. I do this many times. When my hand reaches your sex, you groan and I retreat. You say that you cannot stand this much longer. But you must. I stop the car in a quiet spot. I tell you to lean over and release me from my pants. You eagerly take my massive erection from its bounds and without being asked just take it right into your mouth. You rub it up and down all the time sucking it. I tell you to play with yourself while you suck me but to keep spread so that I can see what you do. I notice your smooth pussy. Freshly waxed. I am approving thus far. Your hand moves between your legs and you search for your own pleasure spot. You try to spread your legs as wide as they will go, doing just as you are told. It allows easier access to your stroking fingers. You circle your clitoris slowly with your finger tips and thrust your smooth mound towards me so that I can better see what you are doing. You spread your cunt lips and pull the hood back from your bud to reveal it in its swollen glory. You are dripping wet. You start to rub faster. You wank my massive erection at the same speed as you finger your clit. Your mouth is just over the end of my rock hard cock, ready to catch my juice when it spurts out. You are wanking us both off at the same speed. You fuck your mouth with my cock. Your hips buck in time with your motions. Your body arches in spasm, again and again. Your mouth gapes wide but is filled with the end of my erection. My cock is dripping with precum. I am ready to explode but I hold back intentionally. You fall back in the seat and instinctively move your legs back together. You still hold my cock. Your mouth has abandoned me. I tell you to fasten your clothes but still sit with your legs apart. I haven’t finished with you yet. You slowly dress your self and adjust your position on the car seat with your legs as wide as they will go. I am ready to burst but know that in a few minutes my lust will subside. I will generate more spunk so that when I finally fill you there will be massive amounts squirting inside your cunt (or your mouth or your arse or just all over your face and tits). I have all evening to decide how I will use you. I am about to put myself back into my pants. It isn’t easy as I am still massively hard. The end of my cock glistens. I tell you to suck me clean so that I can dress. You take the end of my cock in your hot wide mouth and suck all the juice from me. I tell you that it is now clean enough. You sit up and I dress. I start the car and we drive slowly off from our parking spot and onto the road. Soon we are in town. We decide to have a quick drink and then eat. We pull up outside a smart wine bar. The lights are low, but it looks warm and full of atmosphere. I park the car. You ask if I think you look OK. I reply that you look fine. You put some more lipstick on, holding your mouth invitingly wide as you do so. I think of filling it with my cock. Later I will fuck your mouth. It can wait. We get out of the car and go into the wine bar. The meal is surprisingly uneventful. On purpose I make it so. We drink champagne. We eat wonderful food. We eat slowly savouring each mouthful. You are waiting for the next “instalment†of our contact. You wait. You have to wait. The bubbles in the champagne make the alcohol go straight to your head. You are tipsy. You giggle. We decline sweet. I ask for a very large glass of mineral water with plenty of ice. You look puzzled. You were ready to leave. When the water arrives I tell you to drink at all quickly. You drink it down stopping to breathe two or three times.I take the glass from you. We are seated in a small booth and I move around so that I am beside you. I tell you to open your legs wide under the table. No-one can see. You still have no panties on. I take several lumps of ice from the glass. They start to slowly melt in my hand. I put my ice filled hand between your legs and slide it up your thighs. I cup your sex with the ice filled hand. Your body shrnks from the icy touch. I scissor my fingers pulling your sex lips apart and pop each ice cube into your vagina. I push them right up inside you. You squirm in the seat. Water trickles between your buttocks. I remove my hand and take more ice. I put more cubes inside you. You are full and tingling and numb all at the same time. I take three more cubes. You can hold no more. But you can. I cup your sex once more with my ice filled hand. I sl;ide the first cube between your buttocks. It rest on the pucker of your smaller hole. I press, you try to pull away. I tell you to stop. I push first one ice cube into your arse, then another and another. I push them deep into with my finger.I tell you to clench your muscles to prevent any escape. I pay the waiter and we leave. As you walk water starts to run slowly down your leg making you clench your cunt and arse muscles even tighter in order to stop it. I walk slowly. We get to the car. I tell you that it has been a lovely evening and that I will take you home and speak to you next week. I don’t know how you feel about that. In the car I tell you to sit with your buttocks over the edge of the seat so as not to wet it.You are quiet in the car. We don’t speak. We do not touch each other. You wonder if I am going to demand something of you. I don’t. you are numb inside and dripping wet. The melting water and the slimy love juices mingle coating the whole of your sex area. We stop outside your house. You ask me in for coffee. You expect me to decline. I accept. You are (pleasantly, I think) surprised. You make coffee and we make small talk. I excuse myself and go upstairs to the bathroom. When I return, the fire has warmed the room, because, even though it is summer, the evening is chilly. I stand behind you. I massage your shoulders and I towel you dry with a large warm towel. You close your eyes. The fire warms us both. The lights are low but we are bathed in a warm, amber glow. You have put a CD on to play. The music floats around the room. I take a large folded and pressed handkerchief from my pocket with one hand while the other massages your shoulders. You do not know what I am doing. You do not care. I shake it out and carefully fold it into a long flat shape. Your eyes are closed thinking about my touch taking the day’s aches from your muscles. I gently drape the folds over your face before swiftly sliding it in front of your eyes and tying it quickly behind your head. You complain and move your hands up to remove it but I order you to stop. You silently obey. I adjust the blindfold so that you cannot see. I tell you that whatever happens you must not move unless I tell you to. You ask me what I am going to do. I tell you that it is better you find out than me tell you. I tell you to sit perfectly still. You are still dressed. I tell you that I am going to leave the room and that I won’t be long but that I am still watching you. You sit stock still. I walk out of the room. You wonder where I have gone and what I have planned. After a short few minutes I return. I tell you to stand and stay absolutely still with your arms by your sides. You are only to move if I tell you to. You obey silently. Piece by piece, fastener by fastener, I slowly remove your clothing. It falls to the floor. You are standing in front of the fire in your beautiful lingerie. I unclip, your bra and your breasts hang free. Your nipples are hard in anticipation. You still have no panties on. I leave your stockings in place. You have just your stockings and high heeled shoes on to conceal any nakedness. I tell you to spread eagle yourself in front of the fire. There is a large fluffy rug in front of the fire. You lie on your back and spread your legs and arms. The rug tickles your back. I tell you to spread wider, as wide as you can go. I move the couch away so that you are spread as far as your joints will allow. Your sex lips glisten with wetness. The slit of your cunt is opened and your pinkness beckons. In your world it is dark. You don’t know what I am doing. You feel the slightest touch on you skin. Then again just the faintest touch. You shiver. You do not know what can have such a gentle touch. The silk-like touch slowly covers your whole body as though trying to paint every inch of you. It avoids your sex but skirts the edges. Every time it does so you body arches to try to get the silken touch to invade your sex lips. You wonder what it is. A finger? A feather? Your arm is lifted and whatever it was is tied around your wrist. Than it starts again and soon your other wrist is bound and then each ankle in turn. You effectively have a long tassel around each of your limbs. You are still free to move. You have moved your limbs together as you have writhed in sensual pleasure. I tell you to spread them again and that if you don’t I will have to make you spread them forcibly. You obey immediately. Your sex lips are pushed apart. You think by fingers. Then a tongue, you know it is a tongue gradually, gently, everso lightly circles your sex without touching your sex bud. Your sex aches to be penetrated and to be touched. Your body flexes and your legs and arms contract. I tell you to stand. You slowly stand. You are disorientated. The fire warms you. I tell you to follow me but you do not know which way to go in your darkness. You feel a tug at your wrists. You are being led by the wrists. The tassels at your wrists are being pulled. You follow the direction of the pull. You feel the glow of the fire fall behind you. You walk slowly, afraid of stumbling. I tell you to trust me. You walk following the tug on your wrists. I tell you we are going upstairs. Trust me. I tell you when to mount each stair tread. You follow me in your darkness. You are in your own house but you don’t know where. I tell you to turn around. You hear my voice but are not sure where I am standing. I tell you to sit down. You feel for something to sit on but I quickly tell you to hold your arms straight down by your side and to trust me. You do as you are told and sit expecting to fall into emptiness. To your surprise you find, what you think is a bed underneath your bottom. You relax. I tell you to lie back and twist onto the bed. It is easy now. You are on a large bed. I tell you to spread yourself wide once again. No, …..wider. You are told to spread yourself into the shape of a cross. You do as you are told and are conscious of how wide you are spread. Your cunt gapes wide. Your breast are spread out on your chest and your arms are open wide. You feel a tug at your ankle. You had forgotten the tassels, you are now conscious of the leashes at your ankles and wrists. Your leg stretches and you cannot move it. Then the other leg is first pulled tight and then immobilised. You try to resist a little and in doing so move your arms down. You are told immediately to put them wide above your head. You complain, but it is no use. Your arms are tied even tighter above your head. You are spread eagled on the bed. You can move slightly but that is about to change. Pillows are pushed under your buttocks thrusting them upwards and taking up the last slack in the bonds. Your sex is open wide and thrust outwards. You cannot move. You hear me walk away. I am gone for just a minute. You wonder where I have been. You strain your ears trying to make out what the sounds being made are. You are shocked by an freezing cold sensation although it is not icy cold . Cold wet hands are massaging your breasts. You can smell something tangy fruity sweet. The hands squeeze each breast in turn massaging the creamy substance into your flesh. I take some of the cream on my finger and put it in your mouth. It tastes fruity and tangy. You recognise the taste of yoghurt. I tell you to open your mouth wide. No, wider. You feel the bed move. I am on the bed with you. A slimy salty liquid drips into your mouth. I am letting my pre-cum run into your mouth. It runs down into you in a long thin stringy stream. The salt taste mingles with the fruity yoghurt taste. You long to have my cock in you. In your pussy, in your arse, in your mouth. To hold it. To massage it, to swallow my cum. I kneel astride your face and wank my cock into your mouth. You suck it dry. I start to rub my cock around your lips. You try to catch it in your mouth. Your tongue darts over the end of it. Once again it glistens with my natural lubricant. I rub it all around your mouth. You taste the salt. I stand up. The pillows under your backside have slumped. I push more pillows under you. You feel the bed depress under you and the feel a small, everso gentle touch on your sex lips. The silken touch glides between your legs. You try to get more of it but you are held tight. Your cunt lips are held open and the touch slides along your pink fleshy openness. You are running with juice. Your pussy is aching to be filled. You feel a pressure at your entrance and try to move towards it but still you are held. The pressure increases and you are stretched wide. So very wide. You are not being touched anywhere else. Your pussy is being stretched to its capacity . You feel the flesh entering into you. Deeper and deeper till it feels like it will come out of your back. It withdraws until nearly out of you and is then jammed hard into you for its full length. It shocks you. The pace quickens after every withdrawal, it is thrust into you again and again. The speed quickens and suddenly it stops. You are left gaping. You hear a draw being opened. It closes again. A feeling of something cold and hard between your legs. A buzzing noised sounds as I turn on the vibrator and circle your sex hole. Sometimes I slide it into the silken gash and use your lubricant to make it slide over you. Sometimes I replace it with my erection. Sometimes I fuck you while the vibrator circles your clitoris. Gradually it gets closer to your sex bud. You stomach is tightening. Your back arches. You gasp for air. It is coming. Your long awaited orgasm is approaching. Your hips buck as much as they can. Wave after wave of pleasure come over you. Again and again. You cannot breathe. You gasp and let out a small scream. The buzzing stops and once more you are filled with erect flesh. This is now it. You will take it all. You will have my sticky semen fill you. I pump in and out of you mercilessly. My weight bears down on you. Your cunt is spread so very wide. I am as deep into you as I can go. You feel my hips buck again and again as I release squirt after squirt of hot cum inside you. Slowly I withdraw from you and you feel my stick juice run from your pussy and down the split of your backside. You feel a finger (is it a finger?) slide between the crease of your buttocks. It is wet with semen. It slides easily into your backside and slowly but gently masturbates your arsehole. Thankfully it is a finger. Your arse could not take more, but the sensation of a fingertip is very erotic. Two more fingers penetrate your soaking vagina. The membrane between your orifices is squeezed under pressure. The fingers in your cunt probe upwards curling forward to your belly, searching inside for your magic internal spot. Like an electric shock they find it. Your arse contracts as your body spasms but it cannot expel the finger deep inside. You start moan. It gets louder. I tell you that you must be silent. You try to hold your breath. Your body bucks in spasm. The bonds pull at your wrists and ankles. Again and again you spasm until you are spent. You lie exhausted. I take myself from you leaving you gaping wet and empty. you are breathless. I stand up from the bed, turn out the light and close the door. It is pitch black. Even without the blindfold you wouldn’t be able to see a hand in front of your face. I am gone for minutes. Was it minutes? Have you slept? You hear the door open. Someone walks into the room. The light switch clicks on. The light does not penetrate your blindfold. You are still in blackness. You call out. I don't respond. I speak to someone. I am not alone? No-one responds. You hear me comment on what I have done to you. I say that your pussy is to be admired and fucked whenever you are spread like this. I tell the visitor that he can do what he wants with you. There is no response. I ask him (is it him or her?) If they would like to take you? You don’t hear a sound. Can you hear one pair of feet or two? You strain to hear. It is impossible. You feel someone get on the bed as it depresses beneath you. You feel something graze your pussy lips. That is the only contact with you. A large hard cock slides into your cum filled pussy. Slowly it goes deeper and deeper into you before taking up a regular rhythm. You try to smell my familiar smell but your senses are numbed with sex and pleasure. The cock inside you increases its rhythm. Faster and faster it pounds into you before emptying a long thick stream of hot semen deep into your belly. The cock leaves before softening. You are gaping as the person leaves the bed. The only contact with you was that thick stiff cock. I ask if they enjoyed having you. Still no response. You hear footsteps leave the room. How many pairs? The light switch clicks off. The door closes. You are alone again. You wait in the dark. A minute? An hour? You hear noises that you do not recognise. Cum runs out of your vagina and trickles past your anus and onto the bed. It tickles. You long to wipe it but you still cannot move. The pillows and bed have settled. You can move slightly. You hear doors open and close. You hear a voice saying “goodbyeâ€Â. The sound of a door closing again. Footsteps. The door remains closed. Running water. I am in the bathroom. You hear a shower. There is splashing. After a few minutes the splashing stops. There are other noises. Minutes tick by. You notice the sound of a clock ticking. You can’t remember having a clock. It is quiet. Perhaps the ticking is your watch and it juts seems loud. You cannot remember where it was put. You couldn’t remember of course because you were blindfolded. Then more running water. Rumbling this time. The bath. It rumbles for along time and then abruptly stops. Footsteps. The door opens. The switch does not click this time. You are still in blackness and the room is dark. Footsteps walk around the room. They pause a few seconds at each corner of the bed. You hear a table lamp switched on. The bonds are slack. You stay spread open. You test your restraints. You can move. You sit up. You stretch. Semen runs from your insides now that you are upright. You clench your muscles to hold it in. You move your hand and feel its slimy wetness. Is that the cum of one person or two? You ask the question aloud. There is no answer. You remove the blindfold. You blink in the light. Although the only light is a table lamp, it seems extremely bright after your blindfold. The room is empty. You can see through the door. The landing light is lit. You stand up. Semen leaks down your leg. You call. There is no answer. You go out of the room. You search each other rooms. No-one.The bathroom is steamed up. There is a hot bath filled with fragrant bubbles. The light is not switched on but the room is illuminated with scented candles. They flicker in the hot steam. The room is filled with a warm glow. Fresh towels are at the side of the bath. A robe is warming on the radiator. You start to move faster. You shout again. Silence. You run down stairs and into each room in turn. The house is empty. You switch off the light and peer through the window. My car has gone. Slowly you remove the bonds from your wrists and ankles. Thee are marks where the material has been tied around your flesh. It is just red. The marks are fading already. Tomorrow there will be no trace of what happened. Your legs are soaked but you are empty now. Slowly you climb the stairs. You go into the bathroom and slowly, one leg at a time, climb into the bath. You slide beneath the bubbles and water. The water invades you. It takes away all traces of what has happened. Your mind drifts. In your mind you replay the nights events. Will you ever see me again? Will I call you? You don’t have my telephone number and then it occurs to you, you don’t even know my name.
THE END
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