One Night Stand Turns in to a Bondage Sex Session
Posted on Jun 27 2009She was wearing a seductive black dress and sipping a whiskey sour. I saw her as I got up to leave, but instead of leaving, I walked up to her. She crossed her legs, and the slit that went up to her navel revealed her naked hip. “No one should drink a whiskey sour alone”, I said, my usual pick up lin! e.
She looked up at me and, in a very commanding tone, said “sit down, and keep me company then”. I immediately sat down, transfixed by her stare. I started making small talk with her when she grabbed my thigh. Not only did it catch me by surprise, it turned me on.
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She continued with the conversation like nothing had happened. My dick was already hard and I could feel her hand gradually travelling up my thigh. She took the maraschino cherry out and sucked it. While I was busy being transfixed by her stare, she grabbed my cock in her hand and rubbed me up and down.
“Let’s go to my place” she said and I just followed her. We made out all the way to her place in the cab. I was hungry for her and there was a certain animalistic way in which she devoured my kisses. She was now rubbing my dick hard and I let my fingers get lost in her cum.
We kissed all the way up the stairs and once we were in her apartment, she made me take off my clothes and close my eyes. She kissed my neck and very stealthily, tied a blindfold over my eyes. I was so caught up in the whole thing that I did not even notice her cuffing me to the bed until I heard the clang of the handcuffs.
She asked me if I trusted her, and if I wanted her. The answer to the second question was definitely yes, so I went along. I felt a slight thrill at the prospect of what was to come next.
My hardness instantly dissipated once she placed a frigid washcloth on my dick. Once I went flaccid, she put on a metal cock ring around it. I was beginning to feel uneasy when she stroked my face with her wet fingers. Her cum was all over my face and I could taste it.
I began to swell again until the metal ring was too small for my cock. I wanted the pain to stop when she sat on my dick and began riding it. It hurt, but it was still the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced.
I could hear her scream madly, and I knew I was about to cum. However, in that instant, something stopped me. Those damn cock rings! I could hear breathe in and out fast, and moan and groan and writhing on top of me. At least she was having an orgasm.
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