“I don’t want to know your name! Our names are secrets we should keep to ourselves.”
“Why?” I asked with a puzzled look.
“Because names are the first step towards ruining this magical experience.” you replied.
“Okay.” I said flashing a smile, “If you don’t want to know, then I don’t want to know.”
We finished a light breakfast and sat staring at each other over a cup of coffee. What in the world could a woman as gorgeous as you see in a regular old guy like me I thought. I nearly spit out my coffee when I felt your bare foot creep up the inside of my leg. A devious smile covered your face. It explained why you had begun slumping down in the booth. You wasted no time running your toes up and down my hardening shaft as you maintained a watchful gaze on my reaction.
“Is this the end of our play time today, or do you have other ideas in store for me?” you purred in a low sultry tone.
You wiggled your toes as they worked up and down my love muscle. I could tell this wasn’t your first attempt at a ‘Free-Toe-Lay’ . Then your other foot joined in the party and soon you were trying to jack me off using your feet. The fact I held off cumming didn’t stop you from having a small orgasm yourself. I felt a small stream of your juices splash against my pants leg. You seemed to have thoroughly enjoyed yourself, and…breakfast.
You proudly displayed the cuff like a fine bracelet, showing it off to other diners as we neared the checkout counter. Earlier I had uncuffed us so we could eat, but it was now time to reconnect, so to speak. We stood close together at the counter as I paid the bill. Then I turned towards you and told you to give me your hand. You looked me squarely in the eye and defiantly said no, placing both hands behind your back. As a slightly stunned waitress watched, I reached around you from both sides and forcefully pulled your hands to the front. You pouted mildly as I placed the cuff back on my hand. I winked at the waitress and thanked her for the excellent service and we left.
I hailed another cab and rattled off an address as we jumped in.
“Where are you taking me?” you asked.
“My place. I have some things you might like.” I replied.
“And what if I don’t want to go to your place?” you said.
“Then I will have the driver pull over and drop you off.” I said, looking you in the eye.
You looked out the window for a brief moment, sat back in the seat and snuggled closer to me. “It’s ok . I want to go with you.” whispered, slipping your hand between my legs as you maintained a watchful eye on my expression.
“Is this hard cock for me?” you asked as you traced my hardness through my pants. “I know its all full of hot gooey sticky yummy cum because you didn’t cum for me at the table. What’s the matter baby? Don’t you want to cum for me?” you said in a pouty voice.
You swung your leg across my lap and straddled me before I even knew what was happening. My cock was instantly hard at your boldness. The cabbie strained to get a better view as you lifted your skirt from between us. I am quiet certain he got more than an eyeful of your lovely ass and pussy from behind.
‘Uncuff me, I want both hands on you.” said between panting breaths, as you pushed your tits into my face.
I fumbled for the key, unlocking your cuff, freeing your other hand. You immediately unzipped my pants and pulled my throbbing cock from his cotton prison. With the other hand you slipped your panties to the side and slipped me between your wet lips, taking me fully to the balls in one hard downward thrust. You squealed as you stretched wide to take me.
I slid down in the seat to give you more cock to ride. ” Ohhhh my gawwwwwd …. how is it I never get tired of fucking you?” I moaned out loud, sliding both hands under your bra.
I pushed your bra over your titties and took turns biting one hard nipple, then the other. You moaned loudly at the mild pain as I played roughly with your tits. You bucked hard back and forth. The feel of your soaked pussy hair grinding against my pubic hair was highly arousing. The muskiness of your pussy permeated the air. Our moans filled the cab as the distracted driver swerved to miss hitting a line of parked cars.
Both fists clenched hands full of my shirt. “Faster baby faster. Fuck my pussy faster!” you commanded as you pumped yourself feverishly on me. “Cum in my pussy baby!” you yelled as you smothered me in hot kisses.
You leaned back against the front seat, muscles gripping my cock like a vice and squirted all over my shirt as I came in you. Our cum mixing and pooling in my lap like a poorly shaken martini. We sat there panting heavily, looking at each other for a moment, before busting out laughing. We didn’t realize we had been sitting in front of my place for several minutes. Quickly, we straightened up, paid the fare and bolted for the front door.
“Turn around and face the door.” I said as I closed the front door behind us. I uncuffed you, tossing them to the floor.
I pulled your blouse and bra over your tits, and pressed your naked upper torso against the large door window. Then holding your hips in place, I pulled my cock out and pushed it between your ass cheeks. I moved your hips to a slow grinding dancing motion as you writhed against the glass for passersby to see. Then, kneeling behind you, I yanked your panties to your ankles. A faint gasp rewarded my actions.
You stepped out of your panties and your heels in one motion, then spread your legs wide for me to do as I pleased with you. You arched your back, pushing your ass into my face. I nibbled at an ass cheek as my hand slid between your legs, cupping your entire pussy from behind. Smearing your juices in your pubic hair in front, then gathering more as I ran my fingers between your cheeks, lubing your starfish. I worked my hand back and forth as you flowed like a spring.
I slapped both cheeks hard, and squeezed them, spreading them wide. Then shoved my tongue back and forth, from one sweet hole to the other. Your body went wild as my long tongue teased both entrances relentlessly. I tore at my clothes in a desperate attempt to undress and yet not lose my rhythm.
I stood up behind you, letting the length of my cock rub the insides of your thighs. It came to rest pushed downwards, firmly between your cheeks. Wrapping my arms around you, I invited you to a dip in the pool. As we hurried towards the pool, we finished undressing, leaving a trail of garments through the house.
“Cannonball!” you yelled as you leaped into the air.
We hit the water with a refreshing splash. For a few minutes we played like school kids, dunking each other, splashing each other, laughing loudly.
“Spread your legs. I want to swim between them.” you grinned, licking your lips.
You took a deep breath and disappeared beneath the surface. I watched you go part way between my legs then felt the tug on my cock as you slipped through. We horsed around in the pool having fun. It was the first time our ‘relationship’ had taken such an innocent playful direction. Was this becoming more than just animal magnetism I wondered?
You swam to the edge of the pool and lifted yourself halfway out of the pool. Bent at the waist, your legs still dangled in the water. With your upper body resting on the pool deck, you turned and asked me how your ass looked from that angle.
How could I resist. My cock had already been raised to full mast at the site of your beautiful hairy pussy staring at me at eye level. I made my way towards you as you wiggled your ass teasingly.
“Tell me. Does the reflection of my ass in the water make it look fat?” you laughed looking over your shoulder.
As I reached you, you turned to kiss me. My hands found every sensuous curve and cavity on your body. As our lips parted, you resumed your position. Then you spread your legs wide, inviting me to come play.
Spreading your cheeks with both thumbs, I forced my tongue between your lips, flickering up and down your swollen clit. Immediately you responded, moaning loudly as your back arched. You wiggled your hips as my tongue made love to you. As your cheeks flexed and relaxed, lifting you up and down, my tongue lapped at your juices. I ran my tongue over your puckered little starfish, then slipped my finger in as I continued to nibble at your swollen lips. You came twice, flooding me.
I gently pulled you back in the pool. Wrapping your arms around my head and legs around my waist, you moaned, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard baby!”
After kissing you deeply, I pushed you away from me and told you to get out of the pool. Even though you feigned a hurt expression and mildly protested, you complied. We toweled off and put on robs.
“I have a surprise for you.” I announced with a wink.
I placed a blindfold over your eyes and took your hand. “Follow me.”
“Where are we going?” you quizzed me.
“You will see soon enough.”
We walked through the house and down a set of stairs to my recently completed pleasure palace. I was new to some of this stuff, but willing to try anything once, and more often if I liked it. As you stood blindfolded in the middle of the room, I removed your robe.
“Are we alone?” you asked, your head turning one direction, then the other.
“Yes, we are alone.” I answered. “After all we have done in public, does it really matter if we are alone?” I laughed. ” Hmmm?”
I tossed our robes over a chair. You were so aroused at the unknown, that your juices flowed freely down each leg. Slowly, I ran my fingers up each leg, gathering your sweet nectar. Then I slipped one set of fingers in your mouth and I sucked the others. Your juices tasted like honey.
“Are you ready for your surprise?” I whispered in your ear.
You ran both hands length ways up and down your body as you twisted about. “Fuck yes I’m ready. Can I take off the blindfold now?”
“No you cannot!” I answered sharply.
I took your hand and placed it on the newest addition to my arsenal of pleasure, Symbian. I had ordered with it with a double penetration feature…just in case. Your hand slid back and forth on the thick 12″ long mechanical dildo. Your fingers seemed to study each rib and vein in the semi rigid rubbery cock. As I described it in detail, you purred at the thought of an endless erection pounding you into a delirious state of unconsciousness.
I stood behind you and ran my hands all over your body. My thick 8″ cock seemed dwarfed compared to Symbian. As I walked around you I let my cock rub up against you. I teased you with kisses, and then playful hard swats to your ass. Each hard swat caught you off guard, and was met with surprise, and a moan or low purr.
I led you to a padded bench and told you to bend over and support yourself with both hands. As you did, I pushed your legs wide. You turned your head my direction to question my motive. Before you could utter the first words, the paddle made it’s first contact with your sweet cheeks.
“OUUUUCH! Dammit that hurt!” you complained, then laughed and rubbed your ass. “Thank you sir, may I have another?” you said, brandishing your ass in my direction.
I happily obliged and gave you another stinging swat with the paddle. Each one leaving a rosy red mark on your cheek. By the third or fourth swat, you were spewing small squirts on contact. After giving you a much needed paddling for your earlier bad behavior, I lifted you by the hair to a standing position.
“Come with me.” I moaned nibbling at your earlobe.
Lifting one hand above your head then the other, I placed leather handcuffs around your wrists and secured them to an overhead bar. I walked around you talking dirty to you. Your body writhed as I pinched at your hard nipples, or groped roughly between your legs. I kissed your tender hot lips and you shoved your tongue into my mouth. Cupping my probing fingers inside you, I extracted gobs of your hot goo, then placed my fingers between your lips for you to taste. Your body trembled with excitement. Waves of spontaneous orgasms rolled over you uncontrollably .
“Let me introduce you to my floggers baby.” I said as the first wave of suede strands splashed across your tits. Back and forth I flung the floggers, each mild swat landing on your tits or tummy. Meant more to excite than to inflict pain, you responded predictably, by cumming all over the floor. Waves of orgasms were beginning to take their toll, so I untied you from the bar.
“Come over here baby. Lay down on your tummy and catch your breath.” I suggested, as I led you to the padded table in front of Symbian. “Get comfy baby. One more surprise coming.”
You laid there, nearly completely spent. Low moans still escaped your lips. Orgasms had drained you of most of your energy. You barely had time to catch your breath, when I turned Symbian on. The low churning noise of the piston driven machine made the table you laid on vibrate.
“Get your ass in the air!” I ordered.
” Ohhhhhh gawwwwd …… no. Let me rest a minute I beg you.” pleaded.
But it was too late as the lubricated head of the 12″ fucking machine nudged slightly against your glistening lips. I slowly turned the wheel that moved the table closer to Symbian, forcing the rubberized cock deeper inside you. Instinctively, your body reacted to being penetrated, and you arched your back and tilted your pelvis to take the new lover.
You were unable to resist anything hard between your legs and began to engulf Symbian. Moaning in protest as you backed your aching pussy over the 12″. You rocked back and forth for a few seconds before I turned Symbian loose on you.
Slowly the machine delivered a predictable dependable long lasting erection that would offer as many orgasms as you could muster. Within a few brief seconds, you were lost in the convulsing world of ecstasy . I quickened the speed to deliver all the cock you could ever desire. Your juices flowed like a river down each thigh as you lost count of orgasms and time. The dark room was filled with your constant moaning and groaning as Symbian delivered one orgasm after another.
While Symbian worked at your pussy, I took a handful of your hair, lifting your head. I leaned to kiss you deeply before standing and forcing my cock in your mouth. You gagged at first as I shoved it deeper than you initially expected. The reflection of you in the mirror behind you made my cock raging hard. I fucked at your velvety lips as I watched Symbian fucking you in the mirror until I was ready to explode. A few good jerking thrusts and I unloaded my wad of cum in your mouth.
As Symbian rocked your world, you did your best to suck every last drop as you practically collapsed onto the table, spitting Symbian from your pussy. Your juices dripped from Symbian as it continued to piston into thin air. I turned off the sex machine and laid down next to you. You were too exhausted to move. I turned your body to lay behind you on our sides. As I gently kissed your neck and shoulders, I brushed your damp hair from your face. I reached for the robes and covered us with them as we fell asleep.
I don’t remember you strapping my hands and ankles to the table as I slept face down. But I do remember the sound of Symbian roaring back to life. A stinging crack of the paddle to my ass cheek rudely awakened me to the startling realization of the situation. I bolted up onto my elbows looking around for you and growled, “You better the fuck not…”
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