When I first saw her in the bookstore, I had only noticed hints of her when her red dress rustled when she turned around to look at some thick book with pictures.
Her lips were inching towards a smile when she seemed to have seen something funny in the book. I immediately knew I wanted to pin her arms down on a bed.
Little did I know that we’d not only end chatting but also laughing about the book she was looking at- Bondage: tie up your desire.
Our friendship was imminent but what I was to discover when she invited me for pasta and wine was to be the best afternoon I’ve ever spent.
After intoxicating amounts of teasing and tons of banter, after letting my eyes steal glances at this goddess of a women wearing those black leggings and that silver blouse, I knew I had to make a move.
“Why don’t you wait her for a bit, I’ll be back from the restroom you tree hugger.” She smiled at me, referencing my immense love for nature she’d been enamoured with.
After some delicious minutes of waiting and imagining her sitting on my face, the moment I stepped into her bedroom, hoping to surprise her when she returned, I was in for a jaw dropping surprise myself.
She was topless, with just her leggings on, hugging her tight ass. But what made my blood flow go wild was the rope she had tied across her nipples, meandering and criss crossing across her neck, her waist and her mesmerising nipples.
She just smiled so naughtily at me and held my hand. I was simply flabbergasted and my mind was in flux with the possibilities before me.
Before I could even think, I found myself being pushed on the bed and her sitting around my waist. She had pinned my arms down and I whispered, “I want every inch of you.”
“Well, I wouldn’t want to deny you.”
I was harder than I’ve ever been and she could feel me against her. I knew because she was slowly moving against me, pushing her nipples against my face. My fingers had these incredible urge to break free from her hands and grab her voluptuous ass but she pinned me down even more furiously.
“I’m going to fuck you so slowly at first. Patience is key or you’re going to be punished.”
A whirlwind of desire was coursing through me. I wanted to bite every inch of her. I wanted to turn her over and hold her waist. I wanted to cup her supple breasts while thrusting in deep. I wanted us to 69. I wanted her so bad.
It felt she was reading my thoughts as she was teasing me with her nipples just out of my tongue’s reach, her eyes revealing mischief and so much more.
I knew the afternoon was just beginning
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