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Invited intruder

“Nothing” I said, “Want to go out for dinner or something?”

“No actually I’ve already got dinner, how about you just come by my place for coffee? I don’t feel like heading out tonight”

I was a bit taken aback, the implications were obvious and I wasn’t about to miss the opportunity, I wanted her badly and she had been making me want her more and more since we first met online several months ago. I agreed and we set the time of 6pm, which gave me enough time to relax before showering and sprucing myself up. I arrived at the address she had given me and she met me at the front door, giving me a quick hug before leading me in to her kitchen where she had already set a coffee pot and two cups.

We sat and drink the coffee for about a half hour, at first it was idle stuff like questions about the house and such, but towards the end as I suspected the subject began to drift more and more into playful sexual suggestiveness. “This HAS to be leading to sex” I had thought, and hoped for that matter, “Why else would she have invited you to her house instead of just a another coffee shop or restaurant?”

I’m a shy guy and hadn’t the nerve to make the first move in spite of some of the explicit talk we had exchanged online, at least not until she had removed any doubt whatsoever that it was what she really wanted me and right now. She almost seemed to read my mind and smashed that doubt flat with one question.

“So… do you want to fuck?”

I was taken aback by her suddenly bluntness, though not disappointed by it either.

“Is that a trick question?” I replied.

“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked again tilting her head with a mischievous smile, as if there was any doubt what my answer would be.

“That’s kind of like asking a tiger if it wants a T-bone steak. Of course I do, wherever, whenever and however you want!”

“How about tonight? It’s been a long, frustrating week and I really need it” she said, and as if I needed any persuasion, opened a couple of buttons on her shirt and allowed it to hang open, revealing her magnificent cleavage. I wanted to dive into it, but the adult in me held me in check.

“So do I” I said, clearing my throat while trying to compose myself after the jolt of excitement she had just given me, “Just name a time and place. Right here and now if you want?”

“Oh it would be here, on my bed, you get to pick the time, but….there’s a catch”

“I knew it” was my thought, “I knew it was too good to be true, here comes the punch line… the reason I’m not really going to get laid today… ”

“Catch?” I asked suspiciously.

“You’ve got to sneak into my house… and attack me”

“Uh… attack you?”

“Just pretend of course, make like you’re raping me”

I leaned back and laughed, it was not the punch line I was expecting, at least on the face of it that didn’t automatically rule sex between us in the immediate future out. I knew she was into being dominated, that had come up many times in online conversations and I knew she liked being tied up, but I didn’t know she liked it to that extent. I found myself suddenly intrigued and was anxious to find out more about what she had in mind.

“Pretend to r*pe you… well, I don’t know…”

“Have you ever done that before? I mean just pretending, not for real of course”

“No actually. I’ve never actually tied anyone up either, though I’ve wanted to for a long time”

“Think you could do it?”

“Just pretending?”

“Oh course”

I thought about it for a moment. I was 99.9999% sure what my answer was, but thought I’d had better exercise at least SOME caution.

“Define what you think a “pretend r*pe” is to you? Walk me through it, what would you want me to do to you during such a thing?”

“That’s up to you, all I care is you take it from me, whatever you want, though I’d love to be tied up first when you do it. What you do would be within reason of course, I don’t want to be actually hurt or anything or you to do anything gross, just… I don’t know… I want be taken, and taken hard”

I thought of what she probably meant by “taken hard”, and I have to admit, my anatomy stirred a little pondering it. I could feel a cool damp spot in my underwear from me getting excited, which wasn’t surprising and started forming from the moment I sat down with her, even though I hadn’t really gotten hard yet. Whatever being taken “hard” meant to her, it seemed certain to involve the use of my penis colliding with her vagina in some manner pleasurable for both of us.

“Run through a scenario for me, just so I have a pretty good idea where the parameters are? Go from start to finish what would turn you on, I can always improvise myself once I have an idea what’s acceptable or not”

She drummed her hands on the table, nails clicking, and after pondering gave her answer.

“You sneak in late tonight while I’m in bed sleeping, creep up on me in the dark, and pounce on me. Then you wake me up while pinning me down, then cuff me to the bed… you pull off my bra and panties then ties my legs… then… oh, maybe play with me, suck and feel my tits, feel me up… finger me, lick me… make me give you head and cum in my mouth… or maybe fuck me and cum all over me… that kind of thing”

I smiled and leaned back in the chair, crossing my arms.

“Oh the horror…” I joked, “Sounds like my to-do list anyway aside from the manner of delivery. That’s all?”

“Well I’ve got a flogger if you want to use that on me, I love being slapped on my nipples and pussy with it, especially on the clit, that really excites me and makes me cum harder. I’d really like you to use it if you could?”

“I’ve heard of them but never used one. Can I see it?”

“Sure” she said, then got up and left the room, returning a minute later with it in her hand. She placed it on the table in front of me and I examined it… while I wouldn’t want to be hit on the balls with it, it didn’t look too threatening.

“I don’t know… I’m not sure how hard I’m supposed to hit with this”

“I’ll show you. Can I slap the back of your hand with it?”

“Ok”

She took careful aim and brought it down. It stung and again it wasn’t something I’d want done to my sensitive parts, but it wasn’t so brutal I would feel bad doing it to someone whom really wanted it, even on places so sensitive as nipples and a clit. If that’s what she wanted I could deliver on that too, perhaps even enjoy it if she showed me she really liked it when done to her, and she gave the impression she would.

“I… guess I could do that, but the instant I do it wrong or too hard I’d want to know immediately. I’m ok with whatever you want as long as it turns you on and doesn’t do any real damage”

“Oh don’t worry, I won’t let you hurt me”

“And how do I know you hadn’t changed your mind in the meantime? I don’t want to do something as aggressive as everything we’ve talked about and find out afterwards you changed your mine it’s not what you wanted after all?”

“You know what a safe word is?”

“Yeah, I think so. I guess that helps, having something you can say that tells me to stop immediately, I’d feel a lot better about it knowing that”

“Want to pick a word?”

I thought for a moment. “How about this… I come into the house, I think you’ll be waiting for me anyway I can’t imagine you’re going to fall asleep knowing what’s coming, and when you ask who’s there I’ll say “Marco”, that way you know for sure it’s me, and if you still want me to go through with it and do everything we’ve discussed, and I mean EVERYTHING, you reply “Polo” and I’ll take that as permission to come after you. And if at any point you want me to stop and let you go, you just say "Marco Polo" together”

“Kind of takes the surprise out of it, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah true… but being my first time doing this I don’t know if I’m comfortable without having at least some kind of confirmation that everything is still a go. With my luck I’ll find out it was a really a friend that just came to stay unexpectedly, or I picked the wrong house or something stupid like that”

She chuckled.

“That’s not very likely. I live completely alone, but if by some strange quirk of fate someone does have to stay over I’ll give you a call. As far as picking the right house I think you can handle that, it’s not like the neighborhood is dense and my house looks distinctive enough”

That was true, it was a pretty nice neighborhood actually with large yards and the houses good distances apart, I shouldn’t have to worry about any screams of passion frightening the neighbors into calling the cops.

“True, but god sometimes has a very strange sense of humor. Sorry I know that kind of tempers the fantasy a bit, but I guess if I do it I have to insist on that part, though once I know everything is ok I can take my time getting to you, make you wonder when it’s going to happen and do my best to take you by surprise?”

“Um… ok, I guess I can live with that”

“I’m not going to hit or hurt you, I wouldn’t even if you wanted that, but I think I can play the part pretty convincingly and be insistent about what I do. Now do you plan on trying to fight me? Beg me to stop, stuff like that?”

“Fight? No. Beg? Oh definitely! Oh I’ll be soooo scared… too much to fight whatever you do” she said with a knowing smile.

“You don’t plan on actually screaming though, do you?”

“Not if you threaten to hurt me if I do” she said with a wink, “But when I cum… well I can’t make any promises there. I can be… vocal sometimes, whether I intend to be or not”

I laughed. I liked an expressive girl.

“Just don’t forget that safe word, ok?”

“I won’t, trust me! So do you want to do it?”

“Well let’s see… get to do pretty much anything I want to a hot chick without having to ask and doing so getting her off to boot? Do you need the answer right away?”

“No”

“Well let me think about it for a little while… ok, I’ll do it!”

We laughed.

“So what’s the earliest I should get here? I’ll make sure it’s some random time after that”

“Probably anytime after midnight is a good, but don’t keep me waiting forever”

“Ok, it’s a deal!”

She took her key ring out of her pocket, taking one of them off and handing it do me.

“That’s my spare house key, DON’T lose it! And don’t worry there’s no alarm to set off here and I like I said I live completely alone, I don’t even have any pets. Here, let me show you around so you know where everything is” she said getting up as I joined her.

I had a quick tour showing the basic layout, where the kitchen and bathroom were, and especially the bedroom. I took a close look at everything in the bedroom paying particular attention to where the bed was and how it was oriented, watching me do this seemed to excite her a little, I guess in anticipating what I was thinking and envisioning doing to her on it. She went to her dresser and pulled out the bottom drawer, then withdrew a tacklebox-type container and handed it to me. I opened it in peered inside, it was a set of padded, cloth covered handcuffs of the type meant for BDSM, and what looked like a couple of pairs of leg cuffs designed the same way, both had short lengths of rope attached to them with loops at the other end, which I suspected were for putting over the bed posts, there was also another length I speculated were for securing the handcuffs to the headboard, a coil of rope wrapped neatly around itself and an adjustable aluminum rod with locking hooks on each end, making me suspect it was what was known as a “spreader bar”. As I held it she placed the flogger she had shown me earlier inside with them, she seemed to want to make sure I didn’t forget it, apparently she was eager to have it used on her. When we were done I snapped the box close, and with it in hand she walked me to the door, but I turned to her before leaving, putting the box temporarily on a nearby lamp table.

“Do I get a kiss? Seems kind of ridiculous to not having done even that much before… well”

She stepped forward and without hesitation circled me with her arms and pulled into a passionate kiss which I eagerly returned. I reached down and felt her butt, thinking that given what I was intending to do later if she resisted even that there was something clearly wrong with the situation and I had to reconsider. She seemed to guess my thoughts and reached down between us and began to feel and stroke my cock through my pants, which was already hard and a bit damp from our conversation. I reached down and did the same for her, she felt hot and damp through her jeans. We made out hungrily and we felt each other get excited through our clothes, then I broke our kiss and spoke.

“Sure we need to wait for tonight?”

She gave me the “bedroom eyes” and unzipped my fly, then reached inside, stroking my cock through my damp underwear. I couldn’t help but lean my pelvis towards her as she did it. She knew how to touch a man, there was no doubting that.

“Tempting… but save it for later, you can have this and ANYTHING you want then, I mean that, you just have to take it”

She withdrew her hand and carefully zipped me back up, gave me another quick kiss , handed me the box again and showed me out the door.

“I’ll be waiting” she said suggestively over my shoulder as I left.

I pulled in her driveway at around 1:20 in the morning, I had gone to bed earlier to get as much sleep as I could knowing that I wasn’t likely to get much more once I went there, but naturally I got very little. I parked next to her car and got out, I saw what seemed to be the one light on in the house which appeared to be the kitchen’s suddenly go out, confirming what I suspected, that she couldn’t get herself to sleep knowing I was coming. I unlocked and opened the door. It was dark and as I thought all the lights were apparently off, I resisted the impulse to flip the light switch as I stepped inside then closed and locked the door behind me.

“Who’s there?” I heard her call from somewhere in the darkness. She didn’t sound anxious, after all what were the chances some other intruder would chose tonight to break into her house, and through the front door with a key?

“Marco!” I said loudly enough that she had to hear it.

I thought I heard a soft, playful sounding chuckle from her before she answered.

“Polo” she said. She went silent as did I, and we spoke no more to each other.

It was pitch black in the house and as I had tried to remember the layout she had shown me earlier it occurred to me the reason for such complete darkness was she had drawn and closed all the shades in the house. “Clever girl” I thought, “It’s nearly a full moon tonight, the sky was clear and seeing me coming would have been easy because of that if they remained open.

I crept into the kitchen and in the dim light of the microwave’s LED display got my bearings. I knew her bedroom was the first door on the right as soon as I left the kitchen. But she knew I was there and had just arrived, I was going to wait and try to see just how slow and quiet I could sneak into her room and try to genuinely surprise her. I had the spreader bar in my hand and placed it on the counter, then reached in my jacket pockets and took the contents of each and placed them next to it, it was the cuffs and other bondage gear she had given me earlier as well as a small mirror I had gotten myself, I had carefully wrapped them in cloth so their chains and other metal parts made as little noise as possible, I had also done the same with the bar using an old shirt. I took off my jacket and put it over the back of a chair, then carefully put the bondage supplies in my pant pockets. They were a tight fit, but they had to go somewhere and it was the best I could do. With those secured I took off my sneakers and socks so I was now barefoot on the cold floor. I carefully sat in a chair checking my watch occasionally, wanting to give her time to wonder where I was. The anticipation was killing me, I wanted her badly, but this is the way she wanted it so I was going to do my best to fulfill that. I checked the watch one more time, 25 minutes had passed since I arrived, it was time to start stalking my prey...

“Ok, here we go” I thought.

I picked up the bar and went to the corner of the kitchen and the hallway, looking around it in the direction of her door. I had given my eyes quite a long time to adjust and while they were certainly better it was still nearly impossible to make out more than just the broadest details of everything. I slid each foot forward before slowly transferring my weight to them in order to try to minimizing any creaking sounds the floor may make, it took me a full minute to reach the side of her bedroom door, I intended to do this right. I could hear the sound of what might have been a fan, then I took the mirror out of my pocket and held it up, trying to look around the corner with it.

She had an LED clock and like the microwave its display gave me JUST enough light to make out her on the bed, she appeared to be sleeping on her side, unmoving, unaware or rather doing a good job pretending to be. And she indeed have a small fan running, sitting on the dresser blowing across the room, making enough noise to mask other subtle sounds, like say the creaking of a floor. Again, clever girl.

I put the mirror in my pocket and carefully got to my knees, then lay myself on my stomach. I felt like a kid playing commando, it was all I could do to keep from laughing.

Taking as much time as it needed I belly crawled my way around the corner, bar in one hand, then slowly across to the side of the bed she was facing away from. When I got there I took a moment to assess the situation, she made no sound other than her breathing which I could still hear over the fan. I ever so carefully rose to my feet and looked down at her. In the dim red light from the clock I could see she lay there without a blanket, that had be pushed to the foot of the bed, she was clad in nothing but her bra and panties. I could smell her skin, she had clearly showered not long ago and smelled wonderful. I impressed myself with my own stealth capabilities, though the fan helped I had hardly made even the slightest sound during my crawl from the hallway to her side, and perhaps she could have felt me standing there looking at her but it was plausible she didn’t know I had reached her yet.

“Ok” I thought, “let’s get ready”

I lay down the bar on the nightstand on that side of the bed and one at a time I slowly took each item out of my pocket, unwrapped it, then laid it down alongside, it wasn’t long before I had everything neatly organized and ready within an arm’s reach of what I planned to do. Not surprisingly she must have heard me as now I could hear that her breathing had quickened slightly, she sounded like someone fighting hard to contain excitement. I once more went over the plan in my head, and looked down at her. There was no mistaking it, I had the right woman, and determined now there was nothing to do but go for it.

“God help me… here I go” I thought, and crossed myself like in church, just for good measure.

I scrambled onto the bed, pushed her onto her stomach and straddled her across the small of her back.

“WHA..” she started to say, but I pressed a hand against the back of her neck, holding her head down. I gave my best impression of a movie villain as I leaned over her and spoke into her ear.

“Scream and you’re dead!”

“Please don’t hurt me! I’ll do whatever you say!”

I sat back up again and put both hands on her back to hold her down.

“I know you will, because if you don’t I’ll kill you! Now HUSH!” I said as I undid the clasp on her bra.

“Put your hands above your head, NOW!”

She did so, and I worked her bra up from under her and over her arms until it was freed, then I tossed it aside. I took the cuffs off the stand and locked it around one of her wrists.

“PLEASE! Don’t do that! I’ll do what you want! You don’t have to do that!”

“I said QUIET!” I growled.

I was not going to be in line for winning an Oscar that much was for sure, I felt like Snidely Whiplash twirling his mustache as he tied the damsel in distress to the railroad tracks. She on the other hand was a lot more convincing, but I could tell there was no real fear behind her pleading, in fact there was a subtle Br’er Rabbit-like “Oh PLEASE don’t throw me in the briar patch!” quality to it. It was all I could do not to burst out laughing, but this was clearly exciting her and that was good enough for me, I was going to do the best job I could for her.

I locked her other wrist then as she lay there tied the spare rope with the loop at the end to the chain of the cuffs, threw the loop around a post that came up from the center of the head board. I climbed off of her to my feet again at the side of the bed, grabbed both her ankles and pulled her away from the headboard she was tied, taking enough slack out of the rope that she couldn’t easily throw the loop off the post. She was now more or less under my control, though her legs could move. Time to fix that.

I roughly pulled down her panties and pulled them off. As I held them in one hand I could feel that they were warm and damp, and that was the point where I lost any doubts about whether this was what she really wanted or not, and if I was doing it correctly, it was clear I was turning her on something fierce.

“No please don’t! Stop! I don’t want to be tied up!”

I grabbed her ankles and again made her roll onto her back, exposing her now big, beautiful and completely bare breasts to me. Being she was tied to the post with only one rope made that easy and didn’t twist it much, in face it acted my like a pivot point than anything. I took both leg cuffs from the stand and straddled her middle again facing the other way, as if I wanted to keep her from fighting me. I cuffed one ankle and secured it to the bed post with the loop, then spread her legs as I cuffed the other and secured it as well. I climbed off of her and to my feet at the bed side and retrieved the spreader bar, and spread her I did as I forced her legs wide apart, wider than the ropes forced them and secured it between them to the cuffs. She was unable to free herself now given there was not enough slack for her to kick or throw the loops of the ropes off any of the posts, and the spreader bar kept her from using the slack she did have to partially close her legs.

She was mine now, I had her completely under control! I gave her a pat on the pubic area just above her pussy, she was shaved and felt silky smooth, and I could literally feel the warmth of her nearby pussy.

Taking my time I walked to the other side of the bed to the window and opened the blinds, letting the moon light in. She looked beautiful in it, he eyes sparkled in the light, her creamy white skin glowed, I could see how rock hard her nipples were and her excitement glistening down the seam of her pussy’s lips.

“I’m begging you! PLEASE don’t hurt me!”

“I won’t” I said in what I hoped was at least a somewhat menacing voice, “but you’ve got to be nice to be… be nice to me, and I’ll be nice to you…”

“OK… I’ll be nice, I promise!”

I walked over to the other side and took the flogger from the nightstand, showing it to her.

“I know you will, because if you don’t…”

And with that, I slapped it down on a nipple. She jerked on the restraints. “OW! NO! Don’t do that!”

Again, I heard more “briar patch” duplicity in her tone. I brought it down on the other nipple, just a little bit harder. She reacted as before.

“Marco?” I asked. All considering I just had to be sure.

“Polo, damn it!” she said, breathless and a little irritated I interrupted the moment for her.

I brought it down again, this time right on her pussy.

With a grunt she pulled hard on the restraints and thrust her pelvis upward, as if towards what I had just done.

“Oh yes! … Uh I mean OW! Stop it! Please stop!”

I nearly laughed but stopped myself. I spent about another minute or so of giving her a number of lashes on both nipples and her pussy, then I leaned in, spread her lips with the fingers of one hand and gave her a slap right on the clit. She was literally dripping wet and I felt her cum splash a little with the impact.

“OH YES!” she cried, breaking character herself for a moment.

I spread her wider and hit it again.

She gave a loud grunt and clinched her teeth.

“OH GOD! PLEASE STOP!!”

“Are you ready to behave now?” I asked with a taunt.

It took her a moment to speak she was panting so hard.

“NO… I mean yes, please stop!”

“Ok then” and with that I put the flogger on the night stand. It was wet.

I looked at her pussy, my eyes had adjusted nicely to the moon light. She was soaking wet and swollen, although I doubt it was the whipping alone that had made her so engorged, she was seriously turned on and excited, VERY excited, and knowing that made me excited too. Watching a woman cum is my biggest turn on, and I was getting the impression I was going to make her cum a lot tonight and HARD, it was all I could do to contain myself. Then a thought occurred to me.

“You know it’s kind of warm in here, I think I’ll take off some clothes to cool down”

I took off my pants and tossed them to the floor. I was as hard as a rock and bulging in my underwear, which was soaked through with precum in a bunch of places. I’m nearly like a woman when it comes to that, I get hard, I get turned on, and my underwear starts getting very wet. She was looking at it with hungry, pleading eyes, and I decided I’d give her something to really look at. I pulled down my underwear and stood next to her naked from the waist down, much hard and wet cock pointing at her.

Breaking character temporarily again, she smiled and licked her lips.

“Are you cold? You nipples look so hard…” I said as I reached in and pinched both of them. I made sure not to do it too hard, but enough to give her a bit of a sting.

“Ow! No! They’re sore!”

I reached down, wetted a finger tip of each hand with her cum and began to circle her nipples with them.

“How about that, does that feel any better?”

She said nothing, and lay with her head thrown back and her mouth hanging open, breathing heavily.

I climbed on her to straddle her stomach. Once there I circled and circled them again with my fingers, then I placed my palms down on both and began to massage and knead them.

She was drooling and panting, through I was so excited I was drooling in my own way too, just not out my mouth, in fact were we both drooling in that manner.

I gave both her breasts a hard squeeze with both hands, and she whimpered, I did it again and got a similar response.

“You’ve got delicious, soft looking skin! Are your nipples still sore?”

“y…yes!”

“My finger tips might be a little rough, I’ve got something softer that might feel better…”

I leaned forward, took my cock and began to circle and stroke her right nipple with the front of the head. She was still wet with her own cum I had put on my fingers, and she felt wonder. Again she lay there with her eyes closed, her mouth agape and breathing heavily. Apparently it felt pretty good to her too. I did the same to the other nipple and she lay there in apparent ecstasy.

I climbed back onto my feet at the bed side, leaned in and took a nipple in my mouth. I teased it with my tongue… flicked it… sucked it hard… sucked it between my teeth until it gently popped through between them… I gave a repeat performance on the other nipple. Both tasted salty sweet of her cum, she began moaning.

I left her breasts and began to massage her stomach… then the massage traveled lower to her pubic area… I could feel the stubble of her shaved pubic hair… I love how that kind of stubble feels against my tongue, and I had full intent to feel hers later.

“Oh please stop! I hurt down there! Don’t touch me!”

I ignored her and massaged my hands into the creases that separated her pussy from the thighs, she pulled and squirmed in the restraints as I massaged her lips together from the side, rubbing her enlarged clit between them. She continued to squirm and started moaning again. I ran two fingers in between her lips and slipped them down between them, passing over the clit and then curving inward to penetrate deep into her. She gasped then sucked air through her teeth as she pulled hard on the restraints, lifting herself off the bed, as if reaching for my hand.

“You can’t stop me, I can do this all night if I want… ALL night… I can keep making you cum over and over until it kills you”

She couldn’t speak as I repeated the action over and over and over, just moan, whimper and squirm. With each pass over a clit she flinched and with each penetration she thrust herself at my hand, teeth clinched, as if to fuck my fingers.

“You have to cum for me now, you have no say in that, but I want you to cum REALLY hard and loud! I want to feel your whole body tremble! If you don’t do it hard enough, if you don’t impress me, I’m going to get out the whip again!”

“NO NO! I promise I’ll cum for you! Don’t hit me again!”

I started massaging her clit in a slow, circular motion. She started whimpering and crying out. I picked up my pace… god she felt so hot and wet… I wanted to taste her… but I was saving that for later…

“Oh my god!! Yes I’ll cum for you!! Don’t stop!”

I went faster… her pussy was making a delicious wet noise as I massaged her.

“OH GOD!! I’M CUMMING!! CUMMING!!”

She cried out and thrust herself hard at me, then she let out a scream. I kept massaging her furiously, and she kept thrusting and crying out, I felt her hot cum run out onto my fingers until they were dripping and the bed beneath her was soaked. I kept massaging until she started to calm down and fell limp, only her moaning and heavy breathing continued. I stopped, I had accomplished this part of the mission, leaving her a total wreck of ecstasy and exhaustion.

“VERY good!” I said, “I think you’ve earned yourself a little break! Just a little one, but I’ll let you catch your breath”

She murmured something that sounded like it may have been “thank you”, but I wasn’t sure, in fact I wasn’t sure she hadn’t passed out with those words.

I gave her a few minutes to collect herself before moving on to anything else. Then I remember what she had said about making her give me head, and I climbed up onto the bed close to her face. She smiled, she knew what was coming, and had been hungering for it. I positioned myself and taking her head in my hands guided her mouth onto my cock, which she took in eagerly. She greeted it with a long, hard suck and a tease on the front of the head with the tip of her tongue, then continued sucking in rhythm as I guided her head back and forth and my cock in and out of her mouth. She gave a content sounding moan, the vibration of which felt good.

“Purse and tighten your lips as I force the head through them” I commanded. She complied and I felt them grip my cock as I repeatedly pushed it through them, they locking around the rim of the head with each insertion and a hard suck each time I withdrew it. She felt impossibly soft… yet tight… hot and wet… I heard and felt her swallow, it was probably a combination of her own saliva and my precum.

I started experimenting in how deep I could push it in without gagging her, and found I could pretty much push it all the way to the base without her seeming any worse for wear. I started getting lost in the sensation, the unimaginable ecstasy of oral sex from a woman whom was infinitely skilled at it as she had proven herself. I started going faster… and faster… then I realized what I was doing. I was one of the hardest things I had to do in quite a while, but I stopped and withdrew my cock from her mouth’s loving care, I didn’t want to cum just yet. I could tell that the first time she was going to make me cum tonight was going to be an epic orgasm on my part and it would take me time to recover, she on the other hand seemed able to keep going immediately after at least a few orgasms, so I wanted to concentrate on her pleasure first before indulging myself.

I got off the bed, my legs feeling a little shaking and my cock feeling like it might cum just from the memory of what she did to it, but I managed to compose myself. I found my underwear and put it back on.

“I don’t want you to take any liberties with that until I say so, because in a minute it’s going to be in your face for a while” I said, then began to climb back onto the bed, facing the other way now. I had put on my underwear because otherwise my cock would be in her face and no doubt she would be trying to play with it, lick and suck it, and I didn’t want to cum yet or be distracted, I wanted to totally concentrate on what I was about to do. The implications of what I intended to do were obvious and she got back into character, despairing for the briar patch again.

“I know what you’re thinking but please don’t! Anything but that!”

“You pussy is MINE girl, and I’ll do whatever I want with it!” “No but it’s sore and this is embarrassing!” she pleaded.

Having gotten into the traditional position, I leaned forward and took her in my mouth, silencing any attempt by her to talk coherently. She was as hot and wet as she looked and I teased her clit with my tongue. I circled it, flicked it, stroked it up and down, drew letters and shapes on it with the tip, occasionally stopping to give it a good hard suck. She squirmed and thrust herself at me, I took control by grabbing her butt cheeks with both hands and squeezing them, holding her pussy to my mouth. I couldn’t see her face but I could feel her heavy breathing on my crotch, and I could hear her moan, whimper, murmur an occasional hollow plea for me to stop, and give occasional grunts and cries when what I did was particularly successful. My face was soaked and I loved it, and as mentioned earlier I could feel the sharp stubble of her recently shaved pubic hair prickle my tongue, it made me want to take my underwear off again and let her have her way, but in spite of myself I resisted. The stubble reminded me of the first time I went down on a woman, she was shaved too, and it was a great experience for both of us as I proved myself competent with my mouth.

I started to get more aggressive. I squeezed her cheeks a little harder, used my tongue a little faster, and began for longer periods to suck her clit hard rhythmically. The rhythmic sucking in particular drove her insane and she became almost tough to control as she squirmed beneath me, and when I decided it was time to be decisive in my actions I concentrated mostly on doing that, stopping occasionally to tease it with my tongue.

“OH GOD… OH GOD… “ was all she kept moaning, until that was replaced with pleas of “DON’T STOP!! DON’T STOP!!”, and then that replaced with her loud cries of ecstasy. When she came she screamed like she had the first time and trembled violently underneath my body and against my face, I held on and continued doing everything I could to make the orgasm as powerful and long as I could, and only stopped when I suspected my actions were now causing more physical irritation than pleasure.

I climbed off of her by lay at her side, my head resting between her stomach and pubic area, me slowly, gently and idly stroking and patting her pussy, she given occasional strong shudders underneath me like the aftershocks of an earthquake. I lay there for quite a while listening to her calm down, I was total enraptured with her afterglow, it was more than worth the price of having not yet cum myself.

I got up and decided to let her relax for a bit longer and used going to the bathroom as an excuse to do so. I didn’t have to urinate but I took the opportunity to straighten myself out a bit, then I poked my head in the door and asked her if she wanted a drink.

“Oh god yes, thanks! Grab me a bottle of ice tea out of the fridge, and there’s some straws in the cabinet to the right of it. I got her and ice tea, one for myself and a straw for her, then I sat on the bed next to her and waited patiently for her to sip the entire thing. I finished mine and put the empties aside.

She lay back with a big smile on her face, stretched against her bonds and made a content sigh. She was one HAPPY girl that was for sure! But the evening wasn’t over yet and I had at least one more thing on my “to-do” list.

“Hey, you’re pretty selfish you know!” I said in mock irritation, “There you lay having cum like a teenager in the back of a car and here I stand with a neglected cock you’ve barely touched!”

She pretended to get scared again, but she had a hard time losing her smile or putting on a convincing tone.

“I’m sorry! It won’t happen again! Don’t hurt me, I’ll take care of you!”

“You BET you will!” I said, and started on my next plan. I took a coil of rope from the nightstand and as she watched curious and tossed it under the bed so it ran underneath, being reachable from either side.

“I’m going to untie the ropes, but if you try to move or make any false moves… well I’m quicker and stronger than you, and remember the whip! You have no idea how hard I can hit with that thing and maybe next time I’ll never stop!”

“I won’t move, I promise!”

I did as I said and removed the ropes binding her legs to the bed posts, though leaving the cuffs themselves and spreader bar in place, then I freed the rope tying her cuffs to the head board. She relaxed and brought her arms down to her stomach and relaxed, I figured the asshole I was pretending to be would probably threaten her for that movement but I wasn’t about to, her arms no doubt had gotten tired in that position. I grabbed her ankles and dragged her so she was laying across the middle of the bed on her back.

“Turn over!” I demanded, and she did so. Now she lay on her stomach, and I picked up the rope underneath the bed on that side and tied it to the middle of the spreader bar.

“Oh yes…” I heard her softly murmur, breaking character. I pretended not to hear as I went to the other side. I pulled that end of the rope until I felt tension and tied it to the chain binding the cuffs together, then went to the other side and inspected the position and tension on her legs. I pushed them a little closer to the bed leaving her bent over and exposed, then I returned to the other side and adjusted the tension so while it wasn’t too tight there was little slack left in it, leaving her unable to resist whatever I did to her in that position. I knelt down in front of her, she craned her head up to look at me. I broke character, gently took her head between my hands and kissed her, she returned it in kind. He lips and mouth were hot and wet from all the drooling and panting she had done that evening and she was delectable to kiss, I could feel her smile as we did.

I stood up went back to her legs and looked at my handy work… it worked out just as I had hoped it would when I planned it. I’ve always thought pussies in general looked cute from behind, and hers was particularly so. And while it hadn’t been part of my original plan I had gotten the impression she was ready for some more of her favorite treatment.

“You know…. I’ve been thinking about it and I think you’ve been bad girl after all… a REALLY bad one!”

“Oh not the whip again! PLEASE! I’ll be good, I promise!”

I retrieved it and stood behind her, weapon raised.

“Marco?” I asked in a taunting way.

“Oh polo, PLEASE more polo!”

I brought it down on one butt cheek hard. She threw her head back and grunted. I hit the other cheek, and she repeated the action. I alternated back and forth between each cheek for about 5 blows each until they looked pink, sensitive and tender, and she lay with her head down panting.

“Yes…” I mocked, “A REALLY bad girl!” I said, and with that I reached under her with one hand, spread her lips wide and slapped the flogger underneath striking her hard on the clit, across her pussy almost all the way up to her anus.

She grunted and said “OH GOD YEAH!”, gulping her afterwards.

I hit her again and she gave further enthusiastic commentary. I dared only do it 2 more times but didn’t want to go any further, fearing I was going to do her genuine harm even if she seemed to want it.

“Are you ready to behave?” I asked.

“YES!” she gasped.

“Are you going to make me happy?”

“YES!” she gasped again.

I walked around to her side of the bed, and dropped my underwear. I was already quite hard again.

“Prove it!” I demanded, stepping forward and offering it to her mouth. She eagerly accepted it. She treated me as wonderfully as before as I at first slowly and then at an increasing pace pumped myself between her lips. Again I found myself getting dangerously close to cumming, but I withdrew myself, leaving her drooling, panting and smiling. Yes it was finally time for me to let her make me cum, but not from this side.

I saw her tense with anticipation as I walked around behind her.

“Not to butt!” she warned breaking character, “And I’m not pretending on that, that hurts too much and you’re too big”

“Ok” I hastened to assure her, “Don’t worry, I’ll keep things strictly vaginal! Now stop breaking character!” I laughed. She did an impressive job of stepping right back into the role.

“Please don’t put it in me! I’m sore and tired! If you want I’m give you head and you can cum in my mouth, but don’t fuck me! PLEASE!”

I was about to fuck her but then I decided not to be too hasty about it. I took a small chair for the other end of the room and pulled it over behind her, sitting down it put me at just the right height for what I wanted to do. With two fingers I reached down and massaged her clit for a few moments, getting them hot and dripping wet as she struggled and squirmed in place, seemingly not knowing what to do with herself under the stress of the pleasure. I stopped and slowly inserted a finger deep into her, her body greeted it by tightening, I was impressed with how strong her muscles were. She felt impossibly hot and wet, and the texture of the skin inside promised unbelievable pleasure for my cock. I slowly moved it in and out of her, feeling and probing around as I did.

“Oh yeah…” she said from over the bed, “Oh god don’t stop…”

I inserted the other finger next, and she at first seemed to pull away then pushed herself back at me. I pushed them together deep and probed around, then began pumping them slowly in and out, stopping occasionally to probe again. She pulled on the restraints and was becoming very animated. I felt around and found her G-spot, and began to massage and press upon it rhythmically.

“Ohhhhhhh… DON’T STOP! RIGHT THERE!”

I continued doing that as she struggled against the restraints, pushed herself back at me, and began letting out whimpers with each press. Cum started literally dripping out of her, I wondered how much fun 69ing with her atop me would be given how wet she got? I might drown, but I’d drown a happy man!

While I did continue until I thought she was getting close, I decided it was time to try to have us both cum together, so I withdrew my hand, stood up and pushed the chair back. “And… let’s go dive into the briar patch!” I thought as I positioned myself, pressing the head of my cock into the seam of her lips, then with one hard thrust shoved myself all the way in. God she felt soooo good…

“UH!!” she grunted through apparent clinched teeth, “OH YEAH!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!”

“You’re breaking character…” I teased.

“I DON’T GIVE A SHIT!!” she snapped, “JUST FUCK ME AND FUCK ME HARD!! OH GOD YES!!”

I began pumping her… she felt incredible as her body squeezed and tried to take greedy possession of me. She was tight, soooo hot and unbelievably wet! I could feel her textures caress me as I pulled out and then shoved it hard back into her as deep as I could go, my testicles slapping up against her. She let out moans, gasps and grunts with each thrust.

“DON’T STOP!! HARDER!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! I’M CUMMING!! HARDER!!”

I went faster and harder. I didn’t think anything could feel better than her mouth, but this did. She came right before I did, and joining her we both cried out as I continued to pound her hard and she shoving herself back to meet me.

“OHHGODD!!” she yelled and I made a similar noise as I cummed harder than I had in a LONG time, if ever as hard, and my legs trembled and my body shook as did she. I came inside her as her muscles clutched and caressed my cock as it did, she had her tubes tide some time ago so pregnancy wasn’t a worry. We slowed down our furious action together gradually and when it was over I climbed onto the bed next to next, and as I lay there were looked at each other.

She was still hanging over the bed a panting, drooling, sweaty, disheveled mess delirious was afterglow, and as she looked up at me and smiled she couldn’t have looked sexier.

“Did…. Did I behave?” she asked breathlessly, then gave me a wink.

“Oh baby, nobody ever behaved better” I assured her with equal breathlessness.

I got up, uncuffed her wrists then her legs, tossed them to the floor and helped her onto the bed to lay next to me as we cuddled. We lay there a long time in silence enjoying each other’s company, until she finally spoke.

“It’s your turn next you know” she said, turning to me with an impish grin.