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Let's you and me get right to it!
written by:
smilychica

It's Friday, you've arrived for a visit. I meet you outside. It's warming up, and I'm wearing black fishnets under a short denim skirt with a cute pink top and great bra. I offer to show you my tiny apartment and maybe put a movie on and we can order in. We order dim sum online and start a pirated movie and cuddle on the bed. Cuddling quickly leads to fondling, then groping, and with one quick motion you've slipped on top of me.

I slide my hands along your chest and up your neck and to your shoulders before you capture them with your hands and hold them above my head with one of your hands. You lean down and initiate a steamy passionate kiss that sets my hips gyrating. You slide your free hand down between my legs and begin rubbing, initially missing the clit but as I gyrate you connect and my gasp gives me away.

I writhe my whole body in attempt to make contact with yours. Your hand comes up and takes a nipple and begins to twist and tweak it. As I moan out I lift my pelvis to your groin and grind against you. I kiss you and you bite my lower lip and pull it back with your head. When you release it you tell me not to move my hands and take your hand off them.

This new level of mental bondage is hot and I toss my head back exposing my throat. You take your now free hand and wrap your fingers around it and gently squeeze. You're controlling even my breathing now; my trust in you is explicit. As you release I can't help but move my hands, but they go straight to the opening of your pants.

I know I risk getting in trouble, but you have me so hot and needy. These clothes have got to go. I strip you in record time and don't bother letting you do me, as the fishnets would be a pain in the butt. Soon, its skin on skin and every sensation is amplified and there is the nervous uncertainty of whether or not I'll be in trouble for moving my hands, which I put back over my head now that we're naked.

"Someone's a naughty girl."

"I keep the condoms in the bottom desk drawer, and I really need to get fucked hard and cum all over your thick long cock, so if you're going to punish me I'd prefer it were by spanking than by not allowing me to orgasm." At that you get up and inspect the drawer. It has condoms and strawberry lube. You grab a condom and tear it open and slip it on.

As you climb on the bed you tell me I'm not to cum without permission, under any circumstances. You slip between my legs and I lift them and you teasingly rub your hard cock along my cunt making me whimper and whine. "Please," I beg.

'Please, what?' you respond. "Please, sir, fuck me." You chuckle at how easy it is to get what you want from me, but continue to slide your thickness along the entrance. "Please, Sir!" And without warning you slam deep into my tight soaking wet pussy. 'Oh fuck' I respond as you start pounding hard and deep. It's as if you know that's the exact thing to set me off in record time. In less than two minutes I'm begging to cum for you, and when it begins to be clear I can't hold it back much longer you slow your pace and pull out so that just the head of your cock is at the entrance before slowly claiming my cunt as yours again.

While you perform long slow full strokes, one hand fondles a nipple ring and the other strokes my clit, keeping me just at the peak but not letting me cum. I whine and you slap my breast and nipple hard.

It sends a jolt of electricity through my whole body ending directly at my pussy. I clench tight around your cock and you begin your brutal ramming speed and depth again. It's wonderful. You alternate slapping my tits as you pull out, experiencing involuntary clenching of my cunt around your cock as I'm already clenching tight trying to hold back the impending orgasm that's been building for minutes going on hours. "Please may I cum, Sir" I practically scream, not caring who hears, and still you don't answer. You thrust in hard deep again and again, simultaneously smacking my chest again and again. 'I'm going to cum,' you say. 'And only then can you cum, understood?' "Yes, sir" I practically sing. You pump into me with everything you can and grab my throat and say 'now' as you climax and finally the dam walls burst free and I cum over and over and over on your hard thickness that's been impaling me for what's felt like hours.

As post-coital haze begins to settle and the condom has been discarded, the buzzer sounds and dim sum's arrived. -better than a sandwich

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