Start the Night, or
Start with our First Date.
Warning, the pic at the bottom is EVEN LESS safe for work than this one:
I went to give her a hug goodbye. She flashed me that shy, sweet smile, her eyes sparkling out from rather serious glasses.
She hugged me back briefly–and then threw me onto the bed!
Straddling me, she pinned my arms expertly over my head.
“You’re coming back to me, aren’t you?” she demanded, voice thick with desire, her hips grinding against me. Her physical presence overpowered my senses.
“Y-yes,” I gasped, barely able to speak, “I’m coming back to you”
“I didn’t say you could talk!” Her hot hand slammed down on my mouth, pushing my head slightly to the side. I can not even describe how much that turned me on.
“Are you my new little bitch?” She asked, rubbing fiercely against me.
Unable to talk, my whole boy trembled a delicious Yes! I’m your little bitch!
She stripped first my shorts then my shirt off me, binding the tank effortlessly around my wrists. Then she put the gloves on…
“You’re my dirty girl, aren’t you?” she commanded darkly, stroking my pussy with her fingers.
“Y–yes..” I started to say, but her hand slammed back down on my mouth.
“I didn’t say you could talk!”
“You’re my dirty girl, aren’t you?“She repeated.
I’m your dirty girl! every inch of my body trembled in silent ecstatic response. I was aware of the rapey overtones of this encounter–but why did it feel so good? Why did she need to dominate me so completely? And–why did I like it?
Her hips gyrated against mine, and I thrust back.
“I didn’t say you could move!” I desperately tried to will my body to stillness even as her fierce kisses and the press of her flesh against mine drove me crazy.
“Close your mouth!” She told me, then shoved her ample breast into my mouth.
I sucked with the desperation of a newborn baby.
“Slow down” she laughed. “I know what you want...you want, you want me to lick your pussy.”
She leaned over in the bed so her perfect round ass was by my face and engulfed my pussy in her hot, wet mouth.
Her tongue worked magic on my clit, sending me into a barely controlled frenzy as a I came again and again.
Sun raised up off of me, pressing her lips hotly on mine, sharing the sweet saltiness.
Under the heat of her gaze, I felt naked. Naked and vulnerable like I never had before.
“You’re so beautiful!” She marveled. I felt too naked to be beautiful--naked beyond not wearing clothes. “You’ve been good, baby, you can use your hands.”
But I did not want to be good, I wanted to be bad so she could punish me more.
Sun released my hands and I cupped her full breasts as we kissed.
That only lasted a minute or two, and then she had me tied up and blindfolded, kneeling in front of her wide open legs at the edge of the bed.
“I want you to lick it” She said, grabbing me by the hair. I had a brief, rueful thought about my dental dam as she pressed my face into her pussy–but hey, master’s orders!
Sun’s pussy-lips were sweet and delicious as I worked them with my mouth and tongue…seeking out the pearl of her clit from the soft, elongated flesh of her labia. Soft moans escaped her mouth along with something that sounded suspiciously like:
“I could be your girlfriend”
I licked and sucked until finally an earthquake rocked through her body, and, quivering, she pushed me away.
After a moment, Sun took off my blindfold. I stared, dazed, at her beauty.
“It’s time to go home now.” She informed me solemnly.
“I’m not done” Sun said pointedly, “But it’s late. I want you to go home and touch yourself while you think of me.” She admonished.
“I, I will…” I gasped, still not compose-mentis, trying to locate my clothing.
“Go home now–” She laughed a little. “I don’t want your mother to hate me already!”
“You want to meet my mother?
“Well, I’m going to have to eventually–you already met my son”