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Authors: Tina Bell

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I can’t stop my hands from
running all over your body, up your legs, over your stomach and
teasing the bottom of your breasts. I lean in close, breath cool on
your neck, and smell the perfume you wear. You grind yourself into
my hips and can feel how excited I am, and smile wider.

When the music changes we
head for the bar for a drink, but then detour into a corner of the
club. We notice a little nook, where no one else is, so I grab you
and pull you into it. We lock lips, and I’m hungry for you. Not
even the threat of being exposed can stop me. My hands roam below
your dress and take hold of your buttocks, squeezing them firmly.
Our tongues dance and you’re getting hot too. Our kisses are
getting more frantic, and you’re beginning to moan as one of my
hands fondles your breasts, pinching nipples and massaging the soft
flesh.

My cock presses hard into
your pelvis and you press back. We can’t stop ourselves. Things are
moving faster and faster. My hands push your dress up to your hips,
and you’re naked underneath. You open my pants, take out my rock
hard cock and slip it between your legs. I thrust and it fills your
slippery wet pussy. You gasp with pleasure and fall back against
the wall. I press up against you, thrusting in and out of you, our
breathing getting ragged. You open your eyes for a moment and see
the crowd, just around the corner, any second someone could look
and see us, then everyone would. Your right leg raises up around my
hip as you get pounded in front of hundreds of perfect
strangers.

The knowledge excites you
even further, so much that your body quakes in orgasm. You continue
to ride high as I fuck you. We’re both so turned on it’s crazy.
You’re so hot in my arms I can’t hold back and soon I’m cumming
inside you.

The heat begins to cool,
and nervous thrill sets in. Were we watched, discovered? We step
out and the crowd seems to go about its own business. Then we
notice a few sideways looks, a sly smile here, a whisper there. Are
we imagining things, or does everyone know we just had fantastic
sex in the middle of a crowded club?

Mmmm…Doesn’t that sound
like fun?

 

Doggy Style

We saunter into the
bedroom, your hips swaying, buttocks moving visibly under the
skin-tight silk dress which hugs your incredible curves, then
flares at the calves to expose your slender ankles and elegant high
heels. My hands instinctively reach out and caress you, I am
uncontrollable. I can feel my heart pounding, anticipation hot, as
you turn around and we are only inches from each other. I can smell
your perfume, intoxicating, filling my nostrils and making my head
swim. I‘m falling deeper under your spell. Pheromones are spreading
like wildfire and I know you feel it too.

There’s a glint in your
eyes, of desire and uncertainty.
Will he
do it right? Will he take me to new heights?
you ask yourself.

I lean in and whisper the
answer to your unspoken question in your ear. “I’m going to fuck
you long and hard.” Your pulse races faster, I can see the vein in
your neck flutter as I reach up and grab the clasp holding that
sexy dress to your body. With a snap of my fingers the dress is
released, no longer able to contain your mouthwatering curves. It
slides gently down your figure, fluttering over your perfect skin.
I step back to admire the woman before me.

You are naked, disdaining
underwear the entire evening in preparation for this moment. I can
see how all the flirting, the dirty talk, has made you wet. That
one taste you gave me at the restaurant, when you slipped my hand
under the table and between your legs, dipping them in your pussy,
then bringing them back up to my mouth, it all comes rushing back.
My eyes are torn between looking at that steaming sweet spot and
upwards to those perfect orbs, proud and full, begging my mouth to
reach them.

I shed my own clothing, my
body tense, muscles standing out like a panther ready to pounce.
I’ve been rock hard since the moment I saw you this evening and now
I stand before you, ready to take you at last.

You smile, I’m the perfect
size, you can’t wait to bend over and have me slip that thing
inside you.

Moving towards you I take
you in my arms and our lips melt together. Each of us allows our
hands to explore, feeling the raw naked flesh pressed against
ourselves. You feel the heat radiating from my cock and you can’t
help but arch your back and slide your pussy up and down the shaft.
My hands gravitate naturally to your breasts. They are everything I
had imagined and more, filling my hands, nipples quickly hard. Our
kiss breaks, you feel my hot breath travel down your neck to your
chest. My tongue flickers out and tastes a nipple, you moan and
press my head closer. The nipple pops into my mouth and I suck,
swirling my tongue over the tender surface.

A few minutes of this and
you are riled up, your fingers have moved unconsciously to your
clit and you are rubbing furiously. I sense your needs. Pushing
forward, your body falls backwards to the bed, your legs fall open
and I kneel between them. Juice coats your pussy thickly, and I can
smell your very essence. It drives me wild and I dive into you. My
tongue explores every fold, every crevice, periodically sucking
your clit into my mouth until its so sensitive you want to scream.
You moan uncontrollably, head tossing from side to side, body
writhing. Your first orgasm rolls through you, electrifying, and I
can taste it on my lips. This sweet nectar is addictive and I 
know that I will visit this shrine over and over again. Right now
though, other urges are taking control.

I don’t allow you time to
recover. This is what I’ve been waiting for. I stand and grab your
legs, flipping you onto your belly. I pull you up onto your knees.
You want me. You want me now. Your knees spread wide, your back
arches and your thrust back at me, begging “Fuck me, fuck me
now!”

I grab hold of your hips
and place the head of my cock at your dripping portal. Primal urges
envelope me. I thrust once, hard and you are still so sensitive you
nearly orgasm again. You can feel me deep inside, filling you, my
throbbing member alive and hungry. Like an animal I thrust in and
out of you. My mind is completely blank but for the urge to fill
you over and over again with my cock. I love the feel of you, your
inner walls clenching, your firm buttocks slapping loudly against
my pelvis.

Soon you are lost in
pleasure, your head falls to the pillows, your hands tearing at the
bed sheets. You too are an uncontrollable animal, letting dirty
words flow from your mouth. “Fuck me, Yes! Give it to me! Fuck my
cunt! I love your cock!” But after another orgasm, the words become
incoherent growling. Fucking this divine creature before me makes
me so hot I cannot allow myself to finish. I must enjoy this as
long as I can, so I fiercely clamp down on my release and continue
to give it to you hard and fast.

Your juices are flowing
freely now, down your thighs and my balls. Your head is swirling,
you can feel one last burst of energy forming inside you. I sense
it and know its time. Your head flies back, body tenses. I release
the barrier inside me and the exhilaration is unfathomable. My cum
shoots forth inside you, unbearably hot, and it seems to both of us
that we climax forever. I continue to pound as my seed fills you,
and I can feel our juices mixing inside, churning as my body rages
against you in the last throws of passion. At last I stop, buried
deep within, and we can both take a breath.

I slide out, drenched in
sweat from our lovemaking. You collapse in front of me, a very
satisfied smile on your lips. I look at your sweat-soaked body, to
the crevice between your legs and see our lust flowing from your
pussy. Its one of the hottest sights I’ve ever seen. Already my
body is recovering, and I know you won’t be able to lay there for
long. That pussy is too sweet, you are too hot. I must fuck you
again. I must feel you around me again. Thankfully it is the start
of the weekend, because you aren’t going to be able to move from
that bed for days.

 

Rope-work

She slid onto the bed, the
white satin sheets gliding beneath her smooth, flawless skin. Her
long, delicately tapered legs drifted wide, and had it not been for
the elegant red lace panties, she would have completely exposed her
smoldering pussy, well heated from the passionate kisses exchanged
only seconds before. Her eyes locked onto those of the man before
her, and her lips parted wantonly, one hand stroking her naked
breast almost unconsciously, though she was aware of the orb’s skin
tightening, the nipple growing hard.

She sensed movement and her
eyes drifted down the man’s broad, chiseled chest, to the exciting
bulge growing in his boxers. A triumphant grin split her engaging
lips, revealing her sparkling smile. Her hand slid downwards and
traced the outline of her vulva through the tight lace and her head
fell back, eyes closed in ecstasy. He took the opportunity closer,
needing to touch her.

The movement brought her
back to the moment, from the clouds she’d momentarily drifted to,
and she locked her eyes onto the man crawling towards her. He made
his way up between her legs, slowing only enough to let his tongue
taste the entire length of her luxurious legs, sending a delightful
shiver through her body. When he reached the apex of her limbs, his
lips pressed hotly into her pussy for a long moment, feeling her
own heat radiating from the moist spot, the pheromones swirling
into his nostrils and captivating his brain, then wended their way
upwards, over the sensitive skin of her flat stomach. She shivered
at the touch, and her tummy fluttered ever so delicately as the
fine hairs of her skin were tickled sensuously, her body waiting
anxiously anticipating his movement to her breasts.

He evaded the nipples,
instead letting his kisses surround the entirety of the orbs,
focusing first on where the breast reached the chest, so often
hidden and ignored that she lit up at his first touch, moaning
audibly in pleasure. Her head once again fell backwards, pulling
her torso with it, until she collapsed onto the soft satin pillows,
free to writhe with uncontrollable passion at her lover’s busy
tongue.

His mouth kissed all around
each breast slowly, softly, making her body ache for more. When he
got to nipples at last, the wet tongue bathing the tender flesh,
now hardened and engorged, all her body cried out for was more. He
had her so worked up already that she wanted to completely dispense
with further foreplay and get him inside her – now. The problem
was, she couldn’t bring herself to stop moaning and tell him so,
for fear that would mean the end of this incredible sensation on
her breasts. All she could do was arch her back and press her
breasts into his mouth a little harder, aching for him to get
rougher with them.

Perfectly aware that she
was slowly becoming enveloped in that heady mix of sensations and
eroticism that women fall into when truly immersed in sexual
passion, and that she would ignore all else beyond his teeth
nibbling her nipples, he began to move. He was careful, lest he
break off contact and his plan need be abandoned.

Reaching cautiously over
the edge of the bed, he looked up to make sure she was still
engrossed in his actions, careful not to change his rhythm too
much, and retrieved an ultra soft nylon rope from where it had been
hidden earlier. His mouth intensified its sucking and licking
motions on her right breast as he gently took her right wrist and
slipped a pre-made loop over it, tightening it so that she would
not be able to pull out of it. The other end was already tied
around the bed post, its length hidden by the pillows. After making
sure her right arm was secure, he proceeded to do the same with her
other arm.

She sensed his activities
and in the recess of her mind she realized what he was doing, but
she was so turned out that she just didn’t care to stop him in any
way right now; what she was feeling was simply too erotic. The
bulge in his boxers had hardened fully now and pressed into her
pussy. She bit her lip and rubbed herself furiously up and down,
wanting more and more, wanting to break both layers of cloth and
fill herself with its hardness.

That’s when he finally
broke contact and the spell almost broke. her eyes opened and she
was about to protest but he slipped a vibrator under her panties
and shoved it unceremoniously into her pussy on full power. The
vibration tore into her and the sensation nearly overwhelmed her,
successfully sealing off her attempted protest. She gasped and sank
back into a furious frenzy of writhing, this time impeded by the
ropes, but the bondage only pushed her passion higher.

As she was stunned and
euphoric, he reached to the rear corners of the bed and pulled out
two more loops of rope, securing these tightly to her ankles. She
was now completely unable to move to any significant degree. The
ropes could not hurt, but also refused to allow her to escape. As a
final touch, he grabbed a blindfold off the marble bedside table
and reached up to pull it over her head.

She protested this last
move but couldn’t do anything about it. It was then that she
finally realized the extent of her predicament, of her
helplessness. She tried to speak through the fog of pleasure, but
found it difficult, so her voice omitted no more than a few feeble
moans and whines. The minutes progressed without him touching her
and she wondered madly where he had gone because the vibrator was
making her completely wild and she was becoming violent at being
unable to touch her clit herself and release some of the
pleasure.

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