Carnival II
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I felt that I had a bad headache when I awoke.
Some warm oiled hands were sliding up my back.
I moaned softly, wanting nothing else than to drift into darkness.
They were strong hands, kneading my shoulders, then going down my back, warming me up. I felt strangely groggy, as if...
I did not know whose hands were on my back.
My eyes were covered by a silky blindfold. I was fully awake now, my mind racing as those hands moved languidly down my spine.
My arms were stretched above my head, bound to the headboard. Pinned down on my stomach, I could not turn my head to see who was holding me down; I struggled a bit, but a solid weight on the small of my back kept me down.
"Hush, babe, just enjoy yourself..." A deep voice whispered.
I did not recognize the owner, but he sounded like a black man.
I could not quite put the pieces together. I was feeling hazy.
I moaned again, louder… "Where am I?"
But all I got in response was a soft laugh. I felt him lean over me and he tied another silky scrap of fabric around my lips.
"No more questions, babe..."
Those oiled hands once again slid over my shoulders, pressing hard enough to make me moan again into the silky cloth.
He left my back and I suddenly felt his hands on mi inner thighs.
He paused, squeezing his hands around my calves and I felt his lips brush the back of my thighs. This man then slipped his thumbs between my legs, just above my knees, inching up my inner thighs.
I started to remember the events that had led up to this…
So I remembered my own figure dancing, spinning wildly; a great dance floor filled with feathers and Carnival masks everywhere.
I saw in my mind other dancers, laughing and whirling around me.
I recalled wearing a Venetian type mask, the colors matching with my silky dress.
My partner's mask was deep purple, with some black lines.
The season was just beginning; it was the first night of the dances...
But now onto this stranger’s bed, his hands slipped up my thighs until they cupped my buttocks. His thumbs then pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them.
My groan was muffled, half in protest and half in encouragement.
I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help but want him, whoever he was.
"Not so fast, babe.." Came his whisper in my ear.
His weight lifted from me, but, before I could react, his hands were on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the soft sheets.
I could feel the cord bound around my wrists to the headboard twisting with me. Still blindfolded, I could not see that man…
He grabbed my ankles and spread them wide; then, two hard muscled thighs pressed between my own. I gasped at his strength, struggling helplessly against him.
He lifted me onto his lap, running his hands quickly up and down my inner thighs. I felt his throbbing cock pressing against my ass, his hairy belly very close to my crotch.
Some drops of oil splattered my chest, drizzling over my belly.
His hands pressed my shoulders into the sheets, rolling over them. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them, gently at first and then harder, making me cry out.
I felt his lips against my neck, then his warm breath was on my nipple, tongue teasing, sucking on my hardness.
One of his hands moved down, slipping between my thighs.
I felt my swollen pussy lips were separated and he eased one thick finger inside me. I gasped softly; but then he slipped a second finger inside me and his mouth left my breast to whisper in my ear:
"Yeah, I know you want it, my little whore..."
I moaned, louder, writhing against his fingers.
"You want my cock inside you?
“I am going to fuck you; but first… you will come for me…”
He gently touched my skin with his lips.
I was going crazy; aroused by his whispering and the sensation of his fingers buried deeply inside of me.
His lips kissed my neck and then they travelled all over my body.
Between my breasts, my stomach. His hands soon followed his mouth, caressing the curve of my waist and the swell of my hips, sliding down and pressing my thighs apart.
He paused and then I felt the tip of his tongue was killing me.
The bastard knew exactly what he was doing, taking me close to the very edge with his nimble tongue and thick fingers.
He stopped abruptly just when I was close to explode and ripped the gag from my mouth. I exhaled a pleasure moan and he kissed me. I felt consumed by his tongue; he was stealing my breath, my will to resist him was now completely gone. I was his property now.
I wanted him with a wild desperation, and he knew it. This stranger knew my struggling body better than I knew myself. I came against him like I never had before, the entire sum of my world reducing to an overwhelming wave of pleasure, warm and radiating out to every part of my being.
My body shuddered like I had never felt before and I pulled my hips up, to meet his hard cock; but he laughed, pressing it down against the crack of my ass.
I fell again onto the bed sheets and he then made me turn on my belly. I felt his heavy body straddling my thighs, now closed.
He leaned and whispered softly into my ear:
“Do you like anal, babe…?”
And I just came again…
Some warm oiled hands were sliding up my back.
I moaned softly, wanting nothing else than to drift into darkness.
They were strong hands, kneading my shoulders, then going down my back, warming me up. I felt strangely groggy, as if...
I did not know whose hands were on my back.
My eyes were covered by a silky blindfold. I was fully awake now, my mind racing as those hands moved languidly down my spine.
My arms were stretched above my head, bound to the headboard. Pinned down on my stomach, I could not turn my head to see who was holding me down; I struggled a bit, but a solid weight on the small of my back kept me down.
"Hush, babe, just enjoy yourself..." A deep voice whispered.
I did not recognize the owner, but he sounded like a black man.
I could not quite put the pieces together. I was feeling hazy.
I moaned again, louder… "Where am I?"
But all I got in response was a soft laugh. I felt him lean over me and he tied another silky scrap of fabric around my lips.
"No more questions, babe..."
Those oiled hands once again slid over my shoulders, pressing hard enough to make me moan again into the silky cloth.
He left my back and I suddenly felt his hands on mi inner thighs.
He paused, squeezing his hands around my calves and I felt his lips brush the back of my thighs. This man then slipped his thumbs between my legs, just above my knees, inching up my inner thighs.
I started to remember the events that had led up to this…
So I remembered my own figure dancing, spinning wildly; a great dance floor filled with feathers and Carnival masks everywhere.
I saw in my mind other dancers, laughing and whirling around me.
I recalled wearing a Venetian type mask, the colors matching with my silky dress.
My partner's mask was deep purple, with some black lines.
The season was just beginning; it was the first night of the dances...
But now onto this stranger’s bed, his hands slipped up my thighs until they cupped my buttocks. His thumbs then pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them.
My groan was muffled, half in protest and half in encouragement.
I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help but want him, whoever he was.
"Not so fast, babe.." Came his whisper in my ear.
His weight lifted from me, but, before I could react, his hands were on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the soft sheets.
I could feel the cord bound around my wrists to the headboard twisting with me. Still blindfolded, I could not see that man…
He grabbed my ankles and spread them wide; then, two hard muscled thighs pressed between my own. I gasped at his strength, struggling helplessly against him.
He lifted me onto his lap, running his hands quickly up and down my inner thighs. I felt his throbbing cock pressing against my ass, his hairy belly very close to my crotch.
Some drops of oil splattered my chest, drizzling over my belly.
His hands pressed my shoulders into the sheets, rolling over them. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them, gently at first and then harder, making me cry out.
I felt his lips against my neck, then his warm breath was on my nipple, tongue teasing, sucking on my hardness.
One of his hands moved down, slipping between my thighs.
I felt my swollen pussy lips were separated and he eased one thick finger inside me. I gasped softly; but then he slipped a second finger inside me and his mouth left my breast to whisper in my ear:
"Yeah, I know you want it, my little whore..."
I moaned, louder, writhing against his fingers.
"You want my cock inside you?
“I am going to fuck you; but first… you will come for me…”
He gently touched my skin with his lips.
I was going crazy; aroused by his whispering and the sensation of his fingers buried deeply inside of me.
His lips kissed my neck and then they travelled all over my body.
Between my breasts, my stomach. His hands soon followed his mouth, caressing the curve of my waist and the swell of my hips, sliding down and pressing my thighs apart.
He paused and then I felt the tip of his tongue was killing me.
The bastard knew exactly what he was doing, taking me close to the very edge with his nimble tongue and thick fingers.
He stopped abruptly just when I was close to explode and ripped the gag from my mouth. I exhaled a pleasure moan and he kissed me. I felt consumed by his tongue; he was stealing my breath, my will to resist him was now completely gone. I was his property now.
I wanted him with a wild desperation, and he knew it. This stranger knew my struggling body better than I knew myself. I came against him like I never had before, the entire sum of my world reducing to an overwhelming wave of pleasure, warm and radiating out to every part of my being.
My body shuddered like I had never felt before and I pulled my hips up, to meet his hard cock; but he laughed, pressing it down against the crack of my ass.
I fell again onto the bed sheets and he then made me turn on my belly. I felt his heavy body straddling my thighs, now closed.
He leaned and whispered softly into my ear:
“Do you like anal, babe…?”
And I just came again…
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