Author: sascha_centauri

You push me back on the bed so you can climb on top of me. I wrap my arms around you and pull you down for a deep, passionate kiss, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. You put your hands on my breasts, squeeze them, massage them. I move to do the same to you but you stop me, take my wrists and pin them above my head. Then you reach for the rope and bind them tightly together, and to the headboard behind me. Now you can touch my breasts without my interference, maybe pinch my nipples, maybe take them in your hot mouth and suck. They’re yours to enjoy as you like. You’re good; I’m so turned on. I start to moan and writhe. I start grinding my hips, enjoying the sensations between my legs. I’m so wet.

I’m wriggling too much. You bind my ankles together, then force my knees apart and tie them down, exposing my wet pussy to the air. It’s shaved smooth, pink and glistening. You like what you see. Read more »

I spied them across the room, tall, beautiful. Drink gave me the confidence to approach them, and they seemed to find me attractive too. We chatted for a while, and then went to sit on one of the sofas outside. They sat first and I nestled in between their legs. Their arms were around me and I was leaning back on their chest. Someone had taken over the decks with acid house music and we were watching people dance.

Their hands slid up my top to my breasts and began to caress them. I wasn’t wearing a bra.

‘People will see!’ I protested.

Their response was to move their hands down…to unbutton my shorts. I felt a hand slide into my knickers and fingers begin to explore.

‘Let them see,’ they breathed in my ear. Their other hand moved back up to my breasts and they began to kiss my neck.

I should stop this, I thought, I should. We shouldn’t do this in public! I should stop them, but how can I when this feels so…fucking…good! Read more »