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By *oss25 OP Man
over a year ago
Flitwick and Fakenham |
My hands cup her arse cheeks and pull her toward me, twisting her over so she is laying half over my legs and chest, her body pressing down onto my hard cock. Still kissing I twist harder with one hand whilst the other cups her breast teasing her hard nipple with my finger and thumb. Her moans are more insistent and her body grinds into mine making my cock twitch and ache.
It's getting too much and I need to strip her naked, slowly and seductively, my fingers and mouth touching and tasting her. I feel the leather, hot and tight over her arse, I slap it playfully: once, twice her writhing intensifies and moans become louder, too loud now and people are looking.
Packing up we go back to the hotel, into the room, kissing and touching all the way there. On the bed I had laid an array of toys and leather cuffs. I strike her arse through the leather skirt, the slap resounds around the room. I spank her again, Sarah hugs me to her looking deep into my eyes. She wants me to take control, to tell her what she has to do, to let her surrender her power to me and open herself and her vulnerability.
I pull her t shirt over her head and kiss her neck, shoulder blade and breast bone, tongue licking her lightly with each kiss. I slap her arse again, harder, the leather softening the blow. I undo her skirt and she is standing in front of me dressed only in bra and knickers. My fingers trace over her breasts, circling her hardening nipples, her breathing becoming shallow and her eyes begin to close. Easing her under wear off, fingers touching everywhere except her pussy. She looks up at me as I put the blindfold over her eyes and tie it tight. Every sensation will be heightened when visually deprived and I had plans that would take her to the very edge of reason.
Pressing her back onto the bed I held the cuffs under her nose, I wanted her to smell the leather and know what was coming next.
Restraints on and Sarah spread eagled face down on the bed, naked and exposed I raked my finger nails from her hairline down to her buttocks, down one leg and up the other. Sarah sighs, I repeat the circuit, pressing harder, again harder still a light red mark showing where my nails rake.
I stop and gently kiss along the route my fingers took, my tongue taking out the sting from the scratches. Sarah is writhing in her bonds, held tight, unable to escape the sensations snaking through her body. The sting and kiss, the pain and the pleasure, exciting and stimulating her beyond belief. Her pussy ached to be touched, her nipples hard and sensitive to the cotton beneath her. Every touch, breath on her skin rippled through her body the intensity growing with every moment.
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