A Day at the Carnival
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I must have dozed off.
I awoke to warm, oiled hands sliding up my back.
I moaned softly, wanting nothing more than to drift back into darkness. But the scent of this sweet almond oil kept me awaken.
They were strong hands, kneading my shoulders, then caressing my neck and down my back, warming me. I felt strangely groggy, I could not remember where I was; or whose hands were on my back. I was sure he was not my beloved husband…
I suddenly was fully awake now, my mind racing as those hands moving languidly down my spine, describing slow circles. My arms were stretched above my head, firmly bound to the headboard.
Pinned down on my stomach, I could not turn even my head.
I then discovered it was dark because my eyes were covered by a silky blindfold.
I tried to sit up, but a hard weight on my back kept me down.
As I was trying to struggle, I heard a soft laugh, coming from this weight which was pressing down on me.
"keep quiet and just enjoy yourself, babe"
His voice was deep and I could not even recognize it.
I could not quite put the pieces together. I felt fuzzy, but I could not remember if I had got any drinks…
His hands on my lower back now made me moan again.
"Where am I…?" I whispered, but all I got in response was another soft laugh. I felt him lean over me, the radiating warmth of his chest barely an inch away from my naked back.
He slipped another silky piece of cloth over my lips and tied it…
"No more questions from now own, babe..." He said quietly.
Two oiled hands once again pressed into my shoulders, making me moan even louder through this silky gag.
He never stopped the fluid motion of his soft hands down my back, even as he eased himself lower, keeping my thighs pinned between his knees. His knuckles dug into my butt and the back of my thighs.
He paused, squeezing his hands around my calves and I felt his lips brushing the back of my thighs.
Then suddenly, I began to remember the events that had led up to this as he slipped his thumbs between my thighs, pressing them into the tender skin there.
Some scraps of memory floated up out of the void. I remembered dancing, spinning wildly, caressing a hard body, Carnival masks…
I could see some other dancers, laughing and whirling around me.
My mask had some heavy jewelry and light colored feathers, my partner’s one was deep purple with black straps.
I could not see who was behind it; I was sure he was not my hubby.
Carnival season was just beginning; it was the first night of many dances...
As I was recalling this, his hands slipped up my thighs until they cupped my buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my damp pussy lips; slipping between them.
The silk gag muffled my groaning, 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, momentarily freeing my legs.
Before I could react, his hands were on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the satin sheets.
The night air felt cool against my bare tits. I could feel the cord which bound my wrists to the headboard twisting with me.
Still blindfolded, I could not see him.
Then he was back over me, grabbing my ankles and spreading them wide, two muscled thighs pressed between mine.
I gasped at his strength, struggling helplessly against him.
He lifted me onto his lap, running his hands quickly up and down the tender skin of my inner thighs.
I felt his throbbing cock pressing against my ass, his naked belly between my legs. I could hear his smile…
Some warm oil droplets splattered my chest, drizzling slowly over my belly. The warm liquid ran languidly between my thighs.
His hands pressed my shoulders into the sheets, rolling over them. He grabbed my boobs and squeezed them, gently at first and then harder, making me cry out as he twisted my erect nipples…
I felt his lips against my neck, then his warm mouth was on my nipple, tongue teasing and sucking me. One of his hands stayed over my tits, while the other one slipped down, pausing to press against the soft swell of my belly; then slipping between my thighs.
His fingers separated my swollen lips and he eased one thick digit inside me. As he slipped a second finger inside me his mouth left my nipple to whisper in my ear:
"I know you want it, my little whore..."
I moaned louder, writhing against his fingers.
"I know you want my cock inside your tight cunt…”
I nodded my head, accepting his proposal…
“But first I am going make you come, like the bitch you are…."
He kissed my neck again. The gentle touch of his lips against my skin made me shudder. I was really going crazy.
I could feel his two fingers moving inside of me. His lips grazed my neck, slowly leaving a trail of kisses across it.
His kisses traveled with an unendurable slowness over my body.
His hands followed his mouth, caressing the curve of my waist and the swell of my hips, sliding down and pressing my thighs apart.
He paused; but then his lips brushed my pelvis, teasing me.
When he finally got down, every inch of my body felt his tongue…
One of his hands left my thigh to once again explore my dripping wet pussy. He knew exactly what he was doing, sending me to the very edge with his nimble tongue and thick fingers.
He stopped abruptly just when I thought my world was about to explode and ripped the gag from my mouth, leaning over me.
His hungry lips, slick and salty with my own scent, met mine.
His tongue made me open my mouth. I sensed as I was consumed by him, my breath stolen; my will to resist him had completely gone.
I knew now I was his. Those thighs between my legs ground into me with a delicious undulating pressure. I wanted him with a wild desperation and this bastard knew it.
This stranger knew my struggling body better than I knew myself.
I came onto his fingers like I never had before.
As this intense orgasm washed my entire body and subsided, I then felt the tip of his cock spreading apart my wet pussy lips.
I focused in this thick head invading me. Never mind where I was, where my husband was or who was this naughty stranger…
I awoke to warm, oiled hands sliding up my back.
I moaned softly, wanting nothing more than to drift back into darkness. But the scent of this sweet almond oil kept me awaken.
They were strong hands, kneading my shoulders, then caressing my neck and down my back, warming me. I felt strangely groggy, I could not remember where I was; or whose hands were on my back. I was sure he was not my beloved husband…
I suddenly was fully awake now, my mind racing as those hands moving languidly down my spine, describing slow circles. My arms were stretched above my head, firmly bound to the headboard.
Pinned down on my stomach, I could not turn even my head.
I then discovered it was dark because my eyes were covered by a silky blindfold.
I tried to sit up, but a hard weight on my back kept me down.
As I was trying to struggle, I heard a soft laugh, coming from this weight which was pressing down on me.
"keep quiet and just enjoy yourself, babe"
His voice was deep and I could not even recognize it.
I could not quite put the pieces together. I felt fuzzy, but I could not remember if I had got any drinks…
His hands on my lower back now made me moan again.
"Where am I…?" I whispered, but all I got in response was another soft laugh. I felt him lean over me, the radiating warmth of his chest barely an inch away from my naked back.
He slipped another silky piece of cloth over my lips and tied it…
"No more questions from now own, babe..." He said quietly.
Two oiled hands once again pressed into my shoulders, making me moan even louder through this silky gag.
He never stopped the fluid motion of his soft hands down my back, even as he eased himself lower, keeping my thighs pinned between his knees. His knuckles dug into my butt and the back of my thighs.
He paused, squeezing his hands around my calves and I felt his lips brushing the back of my thighs.
Then suddenly, I began to remember the events that had led up to this as he slipped his thumbs between my thighs, pressing them into the tender skin there.
Some scraps of memory floated up out of the void. I remembered dancing, spinning wildly, caressing a hard body, Carnival masks…
I could see some other dancers, laughing and whirling around me.
My mask had some heavy jewelry and light colored feathers, my partner’s one was deep purple with black straps.
I could not see who was behind it; I was sure he was not my hubby.
Carnival season was just beginning; it was the first night of many dances...
As I was recalling this, his hands slipped up my thighs until they cupped my buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my damp pussy lips; slipping between them.
The silk gag muffled my groaning, 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, momentarily freeing my legs.
Before I could react, his hands were on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the satin sheets.
The night air felt cool against my bare tits. I could feel the cord which bound my wrists to the headboard twisting with me.
Still blindfolded, I could not see him.
Then he was back over me, grabbing my ankles and spreading them wide, two muscled thighs pressed between mine.
I gasped at his strength, struggling helplessly against him.
He lifted me onto his lap, running his hands quickly up and down the tender skin of my inner thighs.
I felt his throbbing cock pressing against my ass, his naked belly between my legs. I could hear his smile…
Some warm oil droplets splattered my chest, drizzling slowly over my belly. The warm liquid ran languidly between my thighs.
His hands pressed my shoulders into the sheets, rolling over them. He grabbed my boobs and squeezed them, gently at first and then harder, making me cry out as he twisted my erect nipples…
I felt his lips against my neck, then his warm mouth was on my nipple, tongue teasing and sucking me. One of his hands stayed over my tits, while the other one slipped down, pausing to press against the soft swell of my belly; then slipping between my thighs.
His fingers separated my swollen lips and he eased one thick digit inside me. As he slipped a second finger inside me his mouth left my nipple to whisper in my ear:
"I know you want it, my little whore..."
I moaned louder, writhing against his fingers.
"I know you want my cock inside your tight cunt…”
I nodded my head, accepting his proposal…
“But first I am going make you come, like the bitch you are…."
He kissed my neck again. The gentle touch of his lips against my skin made me shudder. I was really going crazy.
I could feel his two fingers moving inside of me. His lips grazed my neck, slowly leaving a trail of kisses across it.
His kisses traveled with an unendurable slowness over my body.
His hands followed his mouth, caressing the curve of my waist and the swell of my hips, sliding down and pressing my thighs apart.
He paused; but then his lips brushed my pelvis, teasing me.
When he finally got down, every inch of my body felt his tongue…
One of his hands left my thigh to once again explore my dripping wet pussy. He knew exactly what he was doing, sending me to the very edge with his nimble tongue and thick fingers.
He stopped abruptly just when I thought my world was about to explode and ripped the gag from my mouth, leaning over me.
His hungry lips, slick and salty with my own scent, met mine.
His tongue made me open my mouth. I sensed as I was consumed by him, my breath stolen; my will to resist him had completely gone.
I knew now I was his. Those thighs between my legs ground into me with a delicious undulating pressure. I wanted him with a wild desperation and this bastard knew it.
This stranger knew my struggling body better than I knew myself.
I came onto his fingers like I never had before.
As this intense orgasm washed my entire body and subsided, I then felt the tip of his cock spreading apart my wet pussy lips.
I focused in this thick head invading me. Never mind where I was, where my husband was or who was this naughty stranger…
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