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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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They had talked about it a few times, but now that her wrists and ankles were spread and bound to the mattress, her imagination began to race.
In part it was the blindfold, the dark hotel room. Her senses were heightened to every small move as he padded softly around the room.
She trusted him completely, but those noises...what was he up to?
She'd seen all the messages of course - they shared the profile after all. He'd gone crazy, sending invitations to single girls, single men, couples...all of them invited to contact him to discuss a 'surprise'. For her.
Of course she had looked at each one. Imagined them. The 30 something guy with the cute smile and intelligent eyes. The curvy girl with the deliciously succulent lips, the experienced couple with all their equipment....her mind was alive with all the scenarios, dancing between them, splicing and blending, sending herself wild with anxious delight.
The gentle knock on the door sent her nerves jangling and a sea of different faces flashed across her imagination. Was that a female knock? Too quiet and friendly to be male, surely, unless....unless it was the bisexual guy...He was a surprise. She never expected him to be on the list....
But wait...listen. His soft footsteps across the carpet. The door being opened.
Her ears strained for clues. Her nipples clenched in arousal. This was it.
They had tried a few things already, but this....this was different. He had full control. She was helpless and clueless.
She smiled to herself. She loved him so deeply. Trust. Let it go.
(To be continued....by you...) |
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She lay there, her body quivering in anticipation. Two new male voices were evident in the darkened solace of the room.
"I can't see a fucking thing". An ornament falls to the floor as they fumble around looking for a light switch. "Are you ok Barry?".
"Yes" Barry replies, "I think I've found her". Unidentified hands trace her silken skin. Wait. What's that nuzzling over her breasts? Each one being tickled gently. She senses mouths enveloping her nipples.
"To me, to you" whispers Paul. Her back arches as the Chuckle Brothers remove their vests. |
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As barry bent down to remove his Y fronts, he manages to lean on the light swtich with is buttock, completely illuminating the room........By eck, who tied up Jimmy Cranky gasped Paul.
Were in for a good night here! |
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