The Playroom
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The Playroom: My First Visit. free porn video
I had never visited your home before. I think it was mainly because I did not trust you, or myself when it came to that. I knew that you had designs on my body and although I enjoyed your attentions, and encouraged them in fact, I also enjoyed keeping you waiting. But then, I have always been a tease.
You knew that from the beginning though, back when you first saw me in the club dancing with a girlfriend and wearing my favourite little black dress. Remember that dress? It was a little short perhaps but it did show off my stocking-clad legs rather nicely. And you must admit, the low-cut front did get your attention. Or, was it that it was so snug you could see there was nothing underneath?
It took very little time before you invited me to your home, an invite which I politely refused. Even though we went out several times I made sure it was always in public and that you never had me alone with you. The most you ever got to do was occasionally touch my waist or arm, and get a hug and a kiss when we parted. But you knew the promise was there, and that eventually I would let you have what you wanted, what we both wanted.
So, I finally gave in and let you talk me into visiting you in your home. I took a lot of care over my appearance for the visit. My blonde hair was loose just as you like it, falling to my shoulders, and when you took my coat, the look you gave me when you saw my short white woollen dress moulded to my body left no doubt as to your desire.
After a drink of wine and a pleasant chat you offered to show me your playroom. Naturally I was intrigued so you took me down to a well-decorated cellar with the most fascinating instruments of torture and bondage: a huge wheel, a rack, stocks, chains and pulleys and a large X-shaped frame. Leather straps hung down from the ceiling and paddles and canes lined one wall. There was even an object like a vaulting horse but with footrests which you explained was a spanking horse.
I was already starting to get wet. Bondage has always fascinated me and I was entranced and turned on thinking of the way the instruments could be used. When you asked if you could have a couple of photos of me on some of them I eagerly agreed but still insisted I wear something to preserve my modesty.
You agreed easily, too easily. I should have known you were up to something, but to be honest darling, it did not bother me. You dashed upstairs and returned a few moments later with a tiny black string bikini from god knows where...possibly your ex. With its shoestring sized halterneck and tie-sided briefs It just covered the essentials.
I went into the little bathroom in the cellar and changed, checking myself out in the full-length mirror. Oh my god, the bikini barely hid the essentials. My erect nipples were clearly visible through the skimpy top, and as for the briefs, brief was the right word for them. A tiny triangle just hid my wet pussy. Fortunately the room was well heated, or maybe it was just the heat from my blush that warmed me.
I came back out of the bathroom hesitantly, as if putting off your seeing me. When you did notice me, your eyes lit up and I clearly saw the bulge in your trousers swell. I came over to and you put both arms around me, as though you sensed my nervousness, then turned my head up to you kissing me deeply, our tongues touching and teasing.
You asked which device I would like to try first, both of us knowing that I would be using several during the course of my visit. I chose the upright X frame for the poses, figuring that I was still standing up and so not as likely to be molested as I could be lying down. As you guessed, it was also because I would be so helpless. Happy now, my wonderful sadistic tease?
You strapped my wrists and ankles into the cuffs fixed to the frame, your hands trembling as they fumbled with the straps, and I tried to stay calm as I realised just how helpless I was. My breasts were pushed forward as my arms were held high and my legs felt impossibly wide apart. Needless to say, as soon as you had taken one photo you came to me and caressed my face gently, your hand tracing its way down my neck and shoulder then down my side.
I quivered at your touch; at the tickle it gave as the fingers gently traced downwards over sensitive skin; at the feeling of total helplessness; at knowing that your hands could go anywhere and do anything with me unable to stop them. You whispered that all I needed to do to stop you at any time was to say one single word and the game would end. You whispered the word into my ear and I nodded acknowledgement, though we both knew that it would not be used-unlike my almost naked helpless body, hanging there open to anything and everything you wished.
The bra went first, your hand squeezed its way behind my back to pull the ties loose and let it fall from me, exposing firm tits with erect hard nipples. Your hands squeezed my boobs, kneading them together and pulling them before grasping a nipple between each thumb and forefinger, pinching them and rolling them between your fingers. I moaned softly, my nipples were so sensitive at the best of times, and my arousal only incresed their sensitivity.
I was tingling by now, getting twitchy and feeling that delicious warmth beginning deep inside me. I felt your hot mouth engulf each nipple in turn, your teeth nipping gently and your tongue teasing the tips. I let out a soft moan of enjoyment as your hands caressed my ribs, tickling and stroking, making me squirm against my straps. Then the hands moved down, caressing hips and the sides of my bottom cheeks before slowly, teasingly undoing the ties on the briefs.
I felt the soft fabric rub against the inner lips of my pussy as you slid the briefs out from between my open legs, and your hand caressed my naked, freshly shaven pubes. I remember thinking that you could not fail to feel how wet I was, how aroused I had become. Oh yes, you had certainly noticed.
You were nibbling at the sides of my neck, a place you knew drives me mad, and I felt your fingers slide up and down along my wetness, pushing my pussy lips apart with each stroke of your hand. Then your finger slid into my wetness and slid in and out gently, my clit being flicked at each withdrawal. A second finger soon joined the first then a third pumped in and out.
I was getting wetter and warmer, my breath coming in short gasp as my bottom bounced against the hard wood of the cross and I thrust my cunt towards you. When your free hand started to pinch my nipples and roll them between your fingers again I felt myself rising quickly to the climax, so quickly that I was there before I knew it and went rigid, arching like a bow against my restraints, groaning deeply as it hit me.
You stopped your teasing and held me close until the trembling had eased and my legs could support me again. You whispered words of affection and love into my ear, while your fingers traced intricate patterns over my naked flesh.
I thought it was over but you had other ideas. You stroked my tits, deliberately running fingernails over the nipples, and I flinched as the extra sensitive nipples reacted. Then, to my surprise, you pulled a lever and rotated the whole X frame so that my body was inverted, all my weight hanging from my ankle straps, and my crotch embarrassingly at eye level so you could gaze into my most intimate depths.
Your hands stroked my ankles and inched their way down so very slowly, teasing the soft skin behind my knees; the velvet of my inner thighs; the warm wetness of my outer pussy lips. Your face was almost touching my gaping slit and I could feel your breath on my wetness. Then your tongue was teasing the erect clit flicking it, rubbing and nibbling it.
You continued working me with your mouth , my ultra sensitive pussy twitching and contracting in time to that probing tongue until I quickly came again screaming, my juices wetting your chin as they flooded my hot slit.
You stepped back and from my upside down view I saw your trousers drop to the floor and then your erect cock was nudging my mouth and cheek. I kissed it on the tip and it twitched up. You stepped forward again and I opened my mouth to allow it access. It filled me to the back of my throat. I started to move my mouth up and down the rigid shaft and you again started to lick and tease my defenseless pussy, getting me high in seconds and making me move faster against your prick, nibbling the tip before sliding my lips along it's length and teasing it's tiny slit with the tip of my tongue.
Your hands squeezed my bare buttocks hard, pulling my twitching cunt even harder on to your probing teasing
tongue, your fingers pulling my arse cheeks apart as your mouth set me on fire and you burrowed deeper and deeper into me. A finger, soaked with my own juices, probed gently at my tight bum hole before sliding inside, easily pushing deeper.
I bobbed frantically on your prick until It twitched violently in my mouth and your hot saltiness erupted deep in my throat right as I contracted helplessly. My climax went on and on and still you continued to probe and lick until I screamed long and loud until all my breath was gone and I slumped in my bonds, totally exhausted by the violence of the pleasure to which you had subjected me.
After that we took a long slow shower together, our warm, soapy hands stoking each other gently, giving long lingering kisses while we decided which toy we would play with next.
Libbie
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