[MF] Taping Her Up in Cancun (pt. 1)

Bren was tiny, with a giant heart and a big personality.

Long, wavy, surfer sun bleached blonde hair flowed down over her shoulders and butterscotch completion. Right to the spot where the muscles of her broad little shoulders flowed into the muscles of her chest, which immediately swept into tiny, perky little breasts with a subtle curve like a parenthesis.

I took another strip of black tape, and smoothed it over her little nipple, slightly puffy, with a chestnut hue.

She swirled The coconut cocktail I’d made and purred at me: “Would you get jealous if people saw your artwork?”

I was crafting a pattern across her figure. Angled shapes like silhouette of seagull wings in the distance. Starting wide and far apart at her wide little hips, hiding her hungry little pussy, narrowing and tightening as they climbed her figure and wrapped around her neck.

“Not at all, I would love to show you off.”

She glanced out the hotel window to the deepening sunset with a mischievous grin, then polished off her drink while I wrapped up my work. She padded out to the balcony while I made us another round, wiggling her pert little skater ass.

I hadn’t decorated her backside, and admired her little cheeks as she stood contrapposto in the dusky light, hands on the railing, looking down at the pool and the beach beyond.

I came up behind her, matched my hands to hers.

“Show me off like this?”

I slid the stem of her glass into her hand.

“I often picture a sex club, actually.”

I pressed my half-hard into her, against the top of her bare ass and the small of her back.

She pressed back at me hard.
“Nobody’s looking up. Should we take a few photos while your art is still pristine?”

We shot just a few, which would turn out to be the last nudes of her I would take.

“How would you show me off at a club?”

I guided her to the bed.
“I imagine finding a four poster bed with sheer curtains upstairs…”

She reclined, crossing one leg over another, she put her arms back to spread her hair in away way that did wonderful things for her tiny breasts.

“A couple sexy friends we’d met at the bar would follow us.”

I shot her from an angle that emphasized her shapely legs, twined in tape lines, then climbed onto the bed.

“I’d love to demonstrate the way we connect.”

We had been friends for about a decade before we finally dated, and had a deep, comfortable, incredibly natural connection. Sex was incredibly intuitive from day one when it finally happened.

“It IS something special.”

She undid my board shorts.

“Kinda effortless.”

She slid them off, making sure my mostly hard cock sprang as she pulled them free.

She gazed up at with a hungry glint in her eye, smile breaking like a wave. I let my eyes deliberately sweep down her figure, and come to rest on the little pattern with which I’d concealed her bits.

“Would they be fuller of anticipation, or would we?”

A chevron pattern decorated her mound. She preferred to wax, which looked and felt amazing on her, but it was also hot to see her with something approximating an intricately shaved bush.

Only a simple line of tape concealed her opening. Sealed it, in fact, running from the pattern towards her asshole like the stem of a leaf. Most of her outer lips showed to either side, Blushing deeply red in anticipation.

“Well, they’ve never done us before…”

I brought my fingertips to just in front of her as, finding the edge of the tape strip, preparing to pull it up, and evoked a deep, raspy moan from her…

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