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W hen the knock at the door came I was slow to answer because I was taking off my shirt and trying hard to look sexy. I finally gathered my wits and composure and opened the door. BOIING!!! (That's all I can say)
No sooner than he'd opened the door I managed to get my coat unbuttoned so he could see what I was wearing underneath. The bulging eyes and hand moved to adjust, that I hoped was sizeable, his package told me he liked what he saw.
I just kind of stood there for a brief second. I'd admired her curvaceous frame during a couple visits to her job, but to see it in this manner was something entirely different. She seemed to lack imperfections and be surrounded by sexiness. I backed up to allow her to enter the room and she walked up on me as if I were metal and she a magnet. She pressed her soft, sweet smelling body to mine and then backed away. I breathed in her scent and turned to watch her as she strolled casually to the bed. As she slowly made her way toward the bed she peeled off her hat, shades, and last her jacket. I could almost hear the blood racing to fill my cock as she dropped articles of her disguise on the floor. My knees went a little weak when she stopped, posed, jiggled her ass a bit, and then spoke: "If you want to play you must play by the rules. Oddly enough there are no real rules. None other than you can only do what I allow you to do."
She perched on the side of my bed with legs wide open wearing only a corset, her fishnet stockings, and boots. She had one of her neatly manicured fingers stroking her bald pussy. I lickedmy lips and moved foward to get a closer look and her pink twat but she stopped abruptly. She moved her cunt juice soaked finger up to her glossy lips and sucked it dry. She pulled it out slowly lavishing the taste of herself and then wagged her finger back and forth telling me to watch only. She stretched her legs open wider and exposed her entire pussy to me. She made it drool and glisten with her skilled fingers. Even as she began to tug at her large dark hard nipples and writhe her hips on her hand I was glued to the floor..only able to watch. She worked herself up to a fever pitch and then stopped several times never allowing herself to orgasm. I could only stand watch with my dick jutting out from my body swaying and quivering each time she bit her lower lip. For what had to have been half an hour she kept me motionless, dead in my tracks watching her cunt ooze juice down her thick ass thighs. Streaks of her lube and the pattern of her fishnets teased my tongue. Her happy squeals seemed to be farther away than I wanted them. Again I ventured to move closer and was thwarted once more by her scrambling to attention.
The last time he ventured to come closer to me I almost didn't react in time. I told him that if he wanted to get any further he'd better have a sit in the wing back chair behind the desk. He looked a briefly dumbfounded but he quickly complied. I hopped up from the bed and worked quickly to remove the matching ribbons I'd wrapped decoratively around each of my arms. I walked over to where was seated, smiling away in the arm chair. I gingerly secured his arms to the back two legs of his seat with the ribbons I'd been wearing earlier. I strolled across the room toward the bag I'd brought for our weekend together. I found a couple of silk scarves that I used to blindfold and gag him.
When I say blindfold and gag, please don't misunderstand. I really unleashed my inner sex goddess on him. I rolled my hips and I glided seductively across the floor toward him. I stood before him and stroked the deep crevice between my melon shaped tits and then put one stocking clad leg over his body and straddled him. I gazed directly into his smoldering brown eyes and gagged him. He was willing by the time I blindfolded him. I could feel his enormous erection straining to get out of his sweat pants and into my warm core.
All the girl really had to do was pull back the elastic waistband of pants and grind my cock the same as way she was grinding on my lap but she wouldn't. I was gagged so I couldn't speak to her, but I could feel the warmth from between her legs. My mouth went dry again, I really wanted something to drink and it would have been nice if it were her. I wanted so badly for her to remove the gag and just straddle my face. I yearned to tell her that I could already taste her hot sweet juice dripping onto my eager tongue. Instead she ground her hips on me and freed her magnificant breasts so I could feel them on my face. She writhed and wound on my lap for what seemed like an eternity, all the while my dick grew harder and harder.
I'd be lying if I said that watching Kurt's body under my control wasn't extremely arousing. If he'd been a puppet and I the marionette I couldn't have made him move exactly as I wanted any better. Somewhere between the mixture of his cologne, his body shivering and shaking every time my naked skin touched his, and the way his breathing changed I unleashed. I hopped of his lap and placed my thick lips right next to his ear...and blew. My tongue slide to his ear lobe. I wrapped it around his ear lobe and drew his ear closer to my teeth. His breathing changed as I gently nibble his lobe. With my tongue traced my way down to his chest. Over his sexy caramel pecs and down to his belly, I licked swirls and circles all the way. I slid his pants off as I worked my way down his abdomen. Kurt's toes curled as removed his jockey shorts with my teeth.
His erection was massive and seemed to bob back and forth of its own volition. I fought back the urge to deep throat his enormous beautiful cock. My twat grew wetter and twitched slightly, suggesting perhaps she needed some attention. So I sat between Kurt's legs and spread my own. I drove my finger into my cunt and smeared the juices over my clit. My body tensed and released, I exhaled very heavy breaths dripping with sultry melodies, and Kurt was powerless to do anything. I reached up for the gag in his mouth with a pussy scented hand. I could bearly remove the gag for Kurt trying to lore my cunt stained fingers into his mouth.
The smell of her pussy ignited some sexual overdrive neuron that scientist need to chart. Instantaneously I wanted to taste her sweet nectar. If I couldn't have her twat in my face, I could at least suck her essence from her fingertips and so I did as soon as she removed the gag. She continued to masturbate between my legs. I wanted so badly to reach down and squeeze one of her bouncing tits each time she arched her back. The sounds that came from her beautiful. I closed my eyes and just drifted on the sounds she made. I leaned my head back helpless to join in the action and closed my eyes. Her moans took me mentally over every inch of her body in search of what I must do to evoke similar sounds from her. Watching this demure girl spread wide open on my hotel room floor was more erotic than anything I'd have ever imagined her doing. To see her there damn near fist fucking herself and to feel her soft skin brush against mine was more than I could stand. I tried in vain to loosen the knots she'd tied around my wrists. Where I should have been frustrated I was trickling slowly down a stream of lust that I could only hoped ended in a pool of ecstacy. It was just at that thought I felt Victoria's body tense and shake. I knew she was cumming and all I wanted to do was lap it from her pussy.
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