Rope Perspective 2
More clicks, more photographs. I move behind you, my cock hard again and pressing against your buttocks. With my phone my right hand I bring it up to your face and my left hand eases up your blindfold. On the screen is the first of the series of images I have taken. I haven't edited them yet, or applied filters, altered the contrast. They are raw, urgent porn. I flick through them, lingering on the ones I like. The folds of your pussy look so beautiful, your public hair is light blind and trimmed, not shaven. I get to the latter ones, with the rough hessian pulled inside your pussy lips, like you're trying to suck it inside you. I'm whispering all the time now, telling you the dirty secrets you love to hear.
Suddenly it's too much, my self restraint evaporated. I thrust you forward, bringing your ass back into the air, your face pushed into the bed, your blindfold slips away from your eyes. You turn your head and can see in the large, ornate mirror as I grasp my achingly hard cock and play the tip over the lips of you pussy, over your puckered anus then deep into you, holding the rope to one side. Your ropes setting on your legs and arms tighten as I begin to fuck you in earnest.
Despite the pressure in my balls that begs to be released, I slow myself down. I want the shots of my cock inside your bound pussy. I snatch a few shots, pulling out until the tips is just inside you, click. Tip resting on your anus, click. Foreskin pulled back with your lips folded around it. Click. Video my slow thrusts, panning to the mirror and back.....
I know we'll lie together later, looking through our porn and getting excited all over again.
Pink Perspective
You can tell I'm getting impatient again, by the way I'm wriggling my arse back towards you. You undo the ropes around my arms and flip me onto my back, and swiftly tie my left hand to the bed frame so I'm still limited in my movement. You take a moment to take in the image, and tell me to play with myself. You are very specific and give explicit instructions - slow circles over my clit, two fingers in my pussy, speed up, slow down, spread my juices over my nipples, push one finger into my arsehole. It's hard to look you in the eye as I follow your every order, but your eyes burn into me and I can't avoid your gaze. All the while, you're slowly pumping your cock in readiness.
When you move towards me, I can tell it's going to be rough. You use your cock to slap my cunt, and alternate stroking my clit with swift pinches that take my breath away. I'm so wet now, and you position your cock at my entrance and then stop. I'm waiting - half hoping you will ease into me slowly to open me up. But you don't - you're like a piston driving into me. But you don't withdraw - you press down into me and grind your pelvis into my clit. I'm feeling full and stretched, but it's not quite enough - so after a few thrusts, I reach down and push your cock further south. There's a wicked smile on your lips which is matched by my own. This time you are slow - achingly slow - and I can feel my tight hole burning with the stretch. I run my fingers around where our flesh meets - mine is taut and pulling around you. You refuse to increase the pace, just slowly pulling out and pushing in, again and again. My fingers are working my clit again, and you can tell I'm getting close to coming. You bend your head down and take a nipple into your mouth, suckling hard and biting, and it's this action that tips me over the edge so that I'm bucking madly against you. I can feel myself contract around you, squeezing your cock, and the waves of pleasure keep crashing inside me. Eventually I rest back, sated, and am amazed to find you haven't yet exploded. Your self control is exquisite - and I wonder what you will choose to do to complete your own finale.
Ties That Bind 2
Rope Perspective
More clicks, more photographs. I move behind you, my cock hard again and pressing against your buttocks. With my phone my right hand I bring it up to your face and my left hand eases up your blindfold. On the screen is the first of the series of images I have taken. I haven't edited them yet, or applied filters, altered the contrast. They are raw, urgent porn. I flick through them, lingering on the ones I like. The folds of your pussy look so beautiful, your public hair is light blind and trimmed, not shaven. I get to the latter ones, with the rough hessian pulled inside your pussy lips, like you're trying to suck it inside you. I'm whispering all the time now, telling you the dirty secrets you love to hear.
Suddenly it's too much, my self restraint evaporated. I thrust you forward, bringing your ass back into the air, your face pushed into the bed, your blindfold slips away from your eyes. You turn your head and can see in the large, ornate mirror as I grasp my achingly hard cock and play the tip over the lips of you pussy, over your puckered anus then deep into you, holding the rope to one side. Your ropes setting on your legs and arms tighten as I begin to fuck you in earnest.
Despite the pressure in my balls that begs to be released, I slow myself down. I want the shots of my cock inside your bound pussy. I snatch a few shots, pulling out until the tips is just inside you, click. Tip resting on your anus, click. Foreskin pulled back with your lips folded around it. Click. Video my slow thrusts, panning to the mirror and back.....
I know we'll lie together later, looking through our porn and getting excited all over again.
Pink Perspective
You can tell I'm getting impatient again, by the way I'm wriggling my arse back towards you. You undo the ropes around my arms and flip me onto my back, and swiftly tie my left hand to the bed frame so I'm still limited in my movement. You take a moment to take in the image, and tell me to play with myself. You are very specific and give explicit instructions - slow circles over my clit, two fingers in my pussy, speed up, slow down, spread my juices over my nipples, push one finger into my arsehole. It's hard to look you in the eye as I follow your every order, but your eyes burn into me and I can't avoid your gaze. All the while, you're slowly pumping your cock in readiness.
When you move towards me, I can tell it's going to be rough. You use your cock to slap my cunt, and alternate stroking my clit with swift pinches that take my breath away. I'm so wet now, and you position your cock at my entrance and then stop. I'm waiting - half hoping you will ease into me slowly to open me up. But you don't - you're like a piston driving into me. But you don't withdraw - you press down into me and grind your pelvis into my clit. I'm feeling full and stretched, but it's not quite enough - so after a few thrusts, I reach down and push your cock further south. There's a wicked smile on your lips which is matched by my own. This time you are slow - achingly slow - and I can feel my tight hole burning with the stretch. I run my fingers around where our flesh meets - mine is taut and pulling around you. You refuse to increase the pace, just slowly pulling out and pushing in, again and again. My fingers are working my clit again, and you can tell I'm getting close to coming. You bend your head down and take a nipple into your mouth, suckling hard and biting, and it's this action that tips me over the edge so that I'm bucking madly against you. I can feel myself contract around you, squeezing your cock, and the waves of pleasure keep crashing inside me. Eventually I rest back, sated, and am amazed to find you haven't yet exploded. Your self control is exquisite - and I wonder what you will choose to do to complete your own finale.
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