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The doorbell rings, a sly smile appears over Jody’s face as she pulls her dressing gown on. She trots down the stairs after a final check to see everything is in place.
Before open the door she scrutinises her appearance in the mirror, her bunches and makeup look good, then with nerves rushing through every inch of her body, steels herself before opening the door to a smiling Anthony. Jody drinks in the vision in front of her; he is a tall, ruggedly handsome gent in his mid forties, with dark hair shaved close to his scalp, dark sparkling eyes and a smile to melt icebergs. He is clothed in workers boots, tight jeans and a jacket unbuttoned to revealing a tight white T-shirt.
His eyes flick up and down the vision in front of him wondering what delights await behind those bunches and dressing gown. Without a break in his smile he steps passed the threshold and swings the door shut behind him, “Good morning my sweet Jody” he soft voice causing her to catch herself, he leans close to Jody’s face to place his lips on hers in the hope of getting caught up in a long embracing kiss, but alas no.
Jody keeps her face stern and turns away from the longed for kiss, which takes Anthony slightly by surprise and his confident smile wavers as he straightens back up. Looking back into his eyes, she takes him gently by the hand, turns and leads him to the stairs, looks back at him with no change in her expression, looks towards the stairs and starts to lead him up them. As they ascend the stairs Anthony cannot help but drink in Jody’s scent, his eyes fall upon her curved hips wiggling through the dressing gown as she moved, whilst watching her bum cheeks pulsate with every lift of her legs the anticipation of what was to come began to gain momentum and the smile returned to his face as he felt his jeans become tight and uncomfortable due to his groin swelling. He found himself being lead through a door into a room which had a single bed and a chair in it, the chair is facing the bed.
Once inside the room Jody manoeuvres both herself and Anthony so she could close the door behind them and he could no longer see the chair. She leans into him, standing slightly on tiptoe and gently starts to kiss his lips, waiting for him to open his mouth to allow access of her tongue and to kiss her back. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he instantly relinquished control of both mind and body completely consumed by her touch, scent and warmth.
As they both savoured the taste of each other, Jody gently backs Anthony towards the chair until the back of his knees collide with it causing him to sit. Moving his arms from around her waist and keeping him occupied with the kiss, she disrobes, allowing the dressing gown to fall to the floor reveal a wenches outfit beneath. Anthony pulls away from the kissing, pausing to get his breathing under control, his eyes fall upon the outfit and a sly smile appears over his face as he approves of the vision and his mind wanders to the delights he can envisage coming soon. “Wow, Jody you look, feel and taste great, I want more.” He breathed heavily, the passion of the moment overwhelming his lungs.
Jody smiled alluringly back at Anthony, holding his gaze as she straddles him, sitting on his thighs and leaning her breasts close to his lips, urging him to start kissing them, he obliges, his tongue and lips moved over her breasts, as her breath quickened she pushed her plump DD’s further into his face, he moved his mouth closer to the material covering the majority of her breasts and with his teeth started to pull at it, his immediate single minded goal at this point was to start nibbling and sucking those erect nipples.
Whilst he was preoccupied, Jody gently move his hands from her hips and manoeuvred his arms back behind the chair, locking the preplaced handcuffs around his wrists, then quickly getting up and fastening the ankle cuffs around his legs. Backing away from the chair she allowed his new predicament to register. Every muscle in Anthony’s body tensed and released numerous times as he tested the bonds. The realisation of being strapped in with no chance of freedom washed over his face and he relaxed. Slumped back in the chair, his eyes met hers and with a slight sarcastic smile mirrored in his low soft tone he says “and now you have me it seems. What are you going to do with me?”
With a knowing smile Jody walks towards Anthony. With one swift movement removes the jacket from his shoulders to over the back of the chair, securing him more. She then lifts the front of the T-shirt over his head, revealing his chest and stomach, both of which are heaving quickly. Once again she straddles him, sitting on his thighs, and begins to placing soft kisses over his eyes, cheeks and throat, keeping clear of his lips. Her fingers and nails run gently over his chest and stomach, enjoying the feel of his warmth. Anthony accepts what is happening without resistance, drinking in every touch, enjoying every sensation it brings.
As his nipples become erect due to his arousal, Jody changes tact by running her tongue down his throat and commences placing soft kisses along his chest; arriving at a nipple she proceeds to circle her tongue around it; enjoying his taste she sucks it into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue, all the while wrestling with the belt, button and zipper of his jeans. Anthony struggles against his bonds, the sweet agony of what she is doing to him sending shivers through his body, he needs to kiss her; he needs to taste her. Every time he manages to place his lips on an unsuspecting part of her head, he senses a small victory only to find her pulling away denying him his need.
Whilst removing herself from his lap, Jody tries to ease the troublesome jeans past his hips, to be awkward Anthony defiantly sits harder into the chair. Noting his stubbornness, she stops sucking on his nipple and bites down hard; he yelps “You Fucking Bitch” and tests his bonds again as he squirms under the pain, this in turn causes the bites to become harder as a reminder that if he does not play ball, he will feel pain as well as pleasure. Reluctantly, Anthony lifts his hips facilitating in the transfer of the jeans to his ankles.
As soon as his legs are uncovered, Jody sinks to her knees; teasingly running her nails over the insides and backs of his calves, then eases his knees apart so her nails can gently run up the inside of his thighs, just stopping short of his still covered balls; his hard erect penis bouncing gently against the cloth of his tight white boxers, a wet pre-cum stain appearing by the eye. Anthony’s whole body is shaking; he throws his head back and forth, his breath becoming heavy with notes of whimpering giggles, as the sensation becoming overwhelming. His reaction pleases Jody so she offers him a prize, standing and manoeuvres her breasts close to his face, brushing her nipples just above his lip teasingly, making him work to get a taste. As Anthony desperately tries to get his lips around a nipple, Jody runs her nails all over the covered penis, enjoying the feel of its hardness and the warm wetness oozing through the boxers, this in turn causing the reaction of a sharp intake of breath whilst an involuntary moan of pleasure leaves his lips.
Returning to her knees, Jody’s fingers trace over Anthony’s hips and inner thighs, immersed in the feel of the hard twitching body beneath her. As her lips brush against the inside of his calves, he lurches from his seat involuntarily, only to be wrenched back by the restraints, his head plunges back over the chair whilst muttered profanities tumble from his lips. With a smile, Jody persists with his calves, making sure her kisses, licks and nibbles covered every inch up to the inside of his knees, once one calf is finished with she progresses to the next. Anthony snatches his knees together, attempting to stop the sweet agony he is going through, all the while testing his bonds endeavouring to get free.
Jody separated Anthony’s knees, transferring her attentions to his inner thighs, kissing, licking and nibbling, ascending until her nose brushes gently against his scrotum, then descending, moving from one thigh to the next, the whole time her nails caressing his calves. Anthony’s body continued to jerk and squirm with every touch and more profanities spewed forth. Parting his legs even further, her mouth hunted out his ball sack, sucking both the cloth of the boxers and his testicles inside and chewing gently, enjoying the feel of them. Anthony gazed between his legs, enjoying the spectacle and sensation. He pulled at his cuffs needing to get a hand to her face, but alas could not and let out a mixed moan of despair and pleasure.
After spitting out his balls, Jody’s attentions moved to his hard pole, her teeth gently mouthing through the cloth of his boxers ascending to the tip, nibbling round the head and enjoying the sensation of his manhood’s involuntary pulsing as it oozed more warm wetness from its eye. As her teeth work their way all over his penis her nails massaged his balls and inner thighs. The whole time Anthony’s body going through cycles of tensing and relaxing, his breath racing and shallow, his eyes never moving from the scene unfolding in his lap. Jody ignores his pleas for her to look at him, to kiss him, as he wrestles with the bonds yet again. His whole body is covered in sweat and aching from the tensing and the want of her.
Jody tugged at the boxers, desperate to taste Anthony’s naked cock; as the head appeared her lips fell upon it, sucking it into her mouth, its heat coupled with the salty taste of the pre-cum causing an involuntary groan of pleasure to sound in her throat, echoing the sounds emitted from Anthony. She paused for a moment in her quest, enjoying the feel and taste in her mouth, before holding the head with her teeth in readiness to bite hard if Anthony refused to submit and assist with the swift liberation of his cock and balls. Sensing this he does not put up a struggle and dutifully lifts his hips. Now her prize is uncovered, she sits back to enjoy the view, not once looking at Anthony’s face, just taking in the view of the hard shaft, soft ball sack and glistening eye. Anthony enjoys the quiet moment and uses it to relax slightly even if inside he is on fire. As his breath slows and the aching in his muscles subsides his eyes never straying from the vision kneeled before him. He must have her, he must fuck her, and he begs “get closer, kiss me I need to feel your lips on mine, please!”
She sat unmoving for quite a while, until the penis started to droop, then slowly approached and resumed lapping at the pre-cum dribbling out, before rolling her tongue around the head and up and down the eye, causing it to part slightly and enjoying the salty taste. As Anthony felt the heat of her lips and tongue on his cock again, “Oh Fuck....” fell from his lips as he closed his eyes. Steadying herself against the chair and not Anthony, her lips moved over the head, clamping just below it. Using just her mouth she pulled his penis away from his body, her tongue still lapping at the eye. She delighted in the feel of his member growing and pulsating inside her mouth, as the blood flowed back into it and slowly moved her head down the length, allowing him to come to terms with the warmth of the inside of her mouth. Hard repeated whispers and groans of “Oh Fuck” emanated from Anthony as he opened his eyes to watch. Once her lips reached the base, Jody clamped them hard around his manhood and sucked with all her might, causing a vacuum and slowly lifted her head until her lips move over the bulbous end of his manhood, she pursed them over the eye to suck the pre-cum out before running her tongue around the head and down to the base and over his balls.
Anthony’s breath quickened as the excitement built within him; his desperation and frustration to get to Jody very evident by now, struggling against the cuffs, arching his back, pleading with her and bucking at her as he tried to get more bodily contact.
Jody ignored him, her tongue and lips moving over his scrotum enjoying the sensation as they tense and relax, his penis gently bounced against her forehead, as she slowly worked them into her mouth chewing gently, Anthony watched on whilst continued to squirm and wriggle free, being unable to do anything about it was drive him crazy. With every wriggle Jody sucked harder pulling her head slightly away from his body to give his balls a tug. Anthony’s heart rate climbed as his breathing became fast and erratic, his desire to fuck Jody consuming him and he threatens retribution when he is free. Her nails are now running back and forth over his abdomen, catching his penis every now and then. Anthony still wriggling, still trying to get as much contact with Jody as possible, the heat increasing all the while “free me, free me now, I’m gonna give you such a fucking you bitch” he spits.
Allowing his balls to fall from her mouth, Jody sits back to watch him panting, his chest raise and fall in quick succession as he tries to catch his breath, his penis twitching as the blood continues flowing through it. Anthony’s head swings slowly back from its thrown back position and he look into her deep blue mischievous eyes, panting “you have no idea how sweet this torture is.”
Stone faced Jody ignores every word pouring from his lips; she stands then slowly and seductively slips out of her outfit. Anthony watches on, trying to remain calm, drinking in every curve and every inch of her. Making a point to swing her hips as she approaches the panting strapped wretch in front of her, eyes still fixed on his lap, she circles several times making sure she does not touch, before thrusting the crutch of the outfit into his mouth followed by an abrupt slap to his cheek for his insolence. Returned to her knees and resuming her diligent work on his penis, tongue working on the eye once again, nails massaging his balls slowly as she savours his taste. Anthony’s moans are muffled by the outfit as he thrusts his hips at her, he doesn’t spit out his gag due to enjoying her taste too much.
Once again Jody takes his throbbing shaft deep into her mouth, clamps at the base and suck hard as she raises, this time her fingers testing his balls for firmness. In quick succession and with rough intent she repeats her actions, fingers constantly checking for the signs of seed release. As Anthony feels the pressure and intensity increase on his manhood, so it does deep inside him, he hurriedly drops the garment from his mouth and through rapid shallow breaths pleads with Jody not to make him cum but cannot help trusting his cock deep into the warm of her mouth. Jody spurred on by his pleas and thrusts quickens her pace whilst enjoying the taste of him. Anthony tenses, fighting the rising sensation, his cock pulsing as he tries to hold back the release, eyes closed and teeth clenched in cold concentration. Jody continues until his whole body and scrotum stiffen, then abruptly stops, hoping she has stopped in time.
Jody scrutinises the convulsing figure in front of her, eyes squeezed tightly shut, “Fuck no,” chanted repeatedly as he rocks slowly. After several minutes Anthony relaxes, opens his eyes and slumps into the chair; as he fights to slow his breath, a small dribble of clear liquid trickles from the tip of his cock. Jody stands, recovers the outfit from the floor and stuffs it back into his mouth with another slap to his cheek for good measure. Anthony pulls his head away from her defiantly, hiding the fact that he is pleased to be sucking on her taste again. He spits out the garment and coughs “You Fucking Bitch, you are going to be fucked raw when I get free.” Ignoring him, she walks slowly around his tied, sweat glistening body, making sure her breasts and butt cheeks brush teasingly against him, all the while drinking in the view of his pulsating oozing penis. Anthony tries to feel her, to kiss her, but, she draws away from every attempt, frustrated growls emanate from him as he yanks at the bonds and with venom in his eyes he spits “Fucking Bitch.”
Straddling Anthony’s lap, Jody slowly sits on his thighs, allowing him to feel how moist taunting him has made her. In frustration Anthony tugs at his bonds again and thrusts his pole deep into her pussy. The feel of his hardness forcing itself in catches her off guard, causing her head to throw back as she lets out a deep a****l like groan of sheer bliss. “That’s it bitch, take it like the fucking tease you are” Anthony spews as he continues to thrust, enjoying her warm, wet, tightness. Jody rotates her hips and gently bounces, unable to resist the instant pleasure surging from her groin up through her body. As he continues to thrust deep, his gaze on her captivating, softly bouncing breasts, he feels his pleasure rising once again, this time he will not fight the unadulterated pleasure of release, he has what he longed for, letting out a moan of sheer joy he closed his eyes, “Oh yes,” escapes from his lips, the gratification of imminent release rushes through his body “Oh yes, my Jody, oh yes, take my seed.” He stops moving, wanting to prolong the sweet pleasure travelling through him in waves, very soon, he thinks to himself, “Oh yes” tumbles from his lips again, his breaths coming faster. Noticing she has lost the situation, Jody quickly stops, stands and brushes her nipples in his face, before turning and walking away. Anthony screams “Fuck” at the top of his lungs and for as long as his breath will allow, with his face contorted in pure anger he wrestling with all his strength against his bonds, this causes the chair to leave the ground and crash back down repeatedly.
Again ignoring the outbursts, Jody turns and walks tauntingly back towards him, eyes fixated on his throbbing manhood. Falling to her knees and thrusting his knees apart, hungrily she starts at his balls and nibbles all the way up his cock, taking as much of him into her mouth, as she reaches the head, her lips and tongue slurp at the oozing pre-cum. Anthony’s breath quickens; his head slumped onto his chest he pleads “please, please, look at me.” Jody continues her work, taking the head of his pole into her mouth, using her tongue to swirls it around her teeth. With a whimpering cry and trying to wriggle away from the situation Anthony pleas “please stop, please free me.” As she continues teasing he throws his head back and stares at the ceiling in pure frustration and yells “For fuck sake woman, stop! I’m gonna cum you fucking bitch.” He can bear no more and starts to thrust his manhood as far into her mouth as he can, his eyes fixed on the view in his lap, “Oh fuck yeah, that’s good” his mind now set fully on filling her mouth with his seed.
Jody holds her head still as Anthony thrusts, allowing him to use her mouth as he wishes, enjoying the feel of his cock sliding in and out, her fingers clamped tightly around his scrotum, hoping the pain will prevent his sweet release. As he continues bringing himself to full satisfaction, he suddenly snaps back to not wanting it yet and stops abruptly, his whole body tensing and fighting the urge to fill her mouth. His breath and body hard from the exertion, the tight painful clamp of her fingers around his testicles helping to subdue the need to cum. “No, no, don’t make me cum, not yet...” the words hard to form.
Moving to his thigh, his balls still gripped firmly in her hand, she kisses up and down one inner thigh, the nails on her free hand moving slowly over the back and sides of his calf. His head jerks back over the chair “Oh you fucking bitch!” he breathlessly mutters as his whole body twitches and jerks at the new sensations. Anthony looks down at Jody between his legs, watching her work “Tell me how wet you are bitch, show me how wet you are right now...” he sneers.
Jody slackens her grip on his nuts as her mouth moves up his thigh to his twitching stomach. She gently kisses all over his abdomen, making sure her cheek brushes teasingly against his manhood numerous times, all the while ascending his body up to his nipple, circling it with her tongue before biting down on it hard in punishment for his impertinence. Anthony yelps and recoils from the bite, whilst pulling hard against his ties, as the pain subdues, he growls at her through gritted teeth. Pleased with his reaction she starts to suck the nipple into her mouth and flicks her tongue back and forth over the erect soreness, as her fingers start to gently massage his balls.
Anthony sinks his head as far forward as he can, trying to get closer to her, he can smell her hair and it’s so beautiful and frustrating, he cannot reach her face. He flings his head back and concentrates on the delights of his torment. As Jody feels him relax into the pleasure, she stops and retreats. Anthony watches her intently, his eyes taking in every inch of her femininity as she heads for the bed; he aches to be freed, to be let loose on her body. She lies on the bed face up her head furthermost from him, her legs tight together, as she lounges basking in his vista for an extended amount of time.
Although grateful for the brief respite, the anticipation of seeing Jody’s legs part has waves of heat building in him and his cock aching, he tries to play it cool, but his eyes betray as he takes in her beautiful nakedness. With a smile, Jody parts her legs slightly, letting Anthony’s eyes fall upon her womanhood, teasingly she licks her finger and runs it up the inside of her thigh. Whilst follow said finger intently her other hand slides under the pillows on the bed. Anthony notices the movement and looks deep into Jody’s eyes to gage the situation, but her eyes do not disclosed a thing and never waver from his gently bouncing penis, so he flicks to the outstretched arm, which remains unmoving, as she continues to lie there tauntingly stroking her thigh. His eyes return to watching her finger, thankful for the rest, the last hour and a half of teasing has been exhausting.
As Anthony’s breath slows he slumps back into the chair and his penis begins to droop, Jody stands and tantalisingly walks towards him, grabbing his chin and kisses him roughly. With a sharp intake of breath he hungrily accepts the kiss enjoying the taste of her lips on his the perfection only soured by the cuffs preventing his hands getting to her body.
Jody’s lips hungrily descend his body, teeth nibbling periodically, tasting his salty sweat as she moves toward the ribbon of pre-cum acting as a tether between his now floppy cock and abdomen. Anthony shivers, twists and shakes at every touch of her lips, a yelp followed by muttered profanities and defiant jerks of his body with every nip, his manhood begins to fill with blood again. Her tongue teasingly ran around the points of his body either side of his cock, stopping only to lap up the tether of pre-cum. As she feels the warmth of his cock bouncing against her cheek, she takes his shaft in her mouth, this time her teeth holding the head in place, her lips just acting as cover. Anthony slowly sucks air into his lungs, as he enjoys the feel of her mouth around his penis.
A sudden sound of muffled buzzing fills Anthony’s ears as the bullet vibrator concealed in Jody’s hand is switched on. The head of his cock still between her teeth, she places the vibrator against his balls. With a jump out of the seat, only to be pulled abruptly back, “What the fuck is that” spurts from Anthony’s mouth “Oh shit” he throws his head back trying to blot out the sensation in his loins. Jody releases the grip of her teeth and enjoys the feeling of his penis moving around uncontrollably as she repositions the vibrator on the base of his cock.
Anthony can feel the heat rising in him as she works the vibrator up the shaft. This is more than he can bear, he can feel cum rising, his breath quickens as his body tenses. This time he will not tell her to stop, no warning for her. Jody’s tongue rotates around the head, lapping up every gush of pre-cum as she moves the vibrator up and down the shaft, her fingers massaging his scrotum. As his body tenses, along with his balls and the air from his lungs pours out with more urgency, she pulls away. A guttural moan leaves him as he thrust upwards, trying to get his throbbing cock back between her lips, "don't stop, don't stop" he urges.
Jody stands and rests the palm of her hand against his forehead, pushing his head back and staring deep into his dark eyes. Stern faced she places the vibrator back on his balls and gently moves it from one testicle to the other. “Kiss me” he tries to crane his head towards hers, “kiss me please, kiss me” he pleads. Jody just stares blankly into those eyes, still not a word spilling from her lips, as she moves the vibrator to just below the head of his penis.
Anthony’s head shoots back; the vibrations on his shaft, the relentless teasing, he knows he is beaten. He snaps his head forward, and with one last defiant growl, his whole body goes ridged, hips thrust upwards as he gives into the pleasure of cumming. His moans deep, prehistoric and rapid, with every muscle tense and hip thrust, his cock spews ribbon upon ribbon of cum over his stomach. When he has finished he slumps exhausted into the chair, head on his chest, body covered in sweat and cum and his penis pulsating the last remnants of seed out. He slowly starts to relax, totally spent. Jody then takes his cock one last time into her mouth and sucks hard, making sure his cock is free of seed. She then stands and kisses Anthony, whilst doing so releases him from his bonds, picks up her dressing gown, heads for the door, opens it, walks through it and closes it behind her leaving Anthony to clean the cum from himself. He just sits watching her leave, unmoving, exhausted.
Before open the door she scrutinises her appearance in the mirror, her bunches and makeup look good, then with nerves rushing through every inch of her body, steels herself before opening the door to a smiling Anthony. Jody drinks in the vision in front of her; he is a tall, ruggedly handsome gent in his mid forties, with dark hair shaved close to his scalp, dark sparkling eyes and a smile to melt icebergs. He is clothed in workers boots, tight jeans and a jacket unbuttoned to revealing a tight white T-shirt.
His eyes flick up and down the vision in front of him wondering what delights await behind those bunches and dressing gown. Without a break in his smile he steps passed the threshold and swings the door shut behind him, “Good morning my sweet Jody” he soft voice causing her to catch herself, he leans close to Jody’s face to place his lips on hers in the hope of getting caught up in a long embracing kiss, but alas no.
Jody keeps her face stern and turns away from the longed for kiss, which takes Anthony slightly by surprise and his confident smile wavers as he straightens back up. Looking back into his eyes, she takes him gently by the hand, turns and leads him to the stairs, looks back at him with no change in her expression, looks towards the stairs and starts to lead him up them. As they ascend the stairs Anthony cannot help but drink in Jody’s scent, his eyes fall upon her curved hips wiggling through the dressing gown as she moved, whilst watching her bum cheeks pulsate with every lift of her legs the anticipation of what was to come began to gain momentum and the smile returned to his face as he felt his jeans become tight and uncomfortable due to his groin swelling. He found himself being lead through a door into a room which had a single bed and a chair in it, the chair is facing the bed.
Once inside the room Jody manoeuvres both herself and Anthony so she could close the door behind them and he could no longer see the chair. She leans into him, standing slightly on tiptoe and gently starts to kiss his lips, waiting for him to open his mouth to allow access of her tongue and to kiss her back. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he instantly relinquished control of both mind and body completely consumed by her touch, scent and warmth.
As they both savoured the taste of each other, Jody gently backs Anthony towards the chair until the back of his knees collide with it causing him to sit. Moving his arms from around her waist and keeping him occupied with the kiss, she disrobes, allowing the dressing gown to fall to the floor reveal a wenches outfit beneath. Anthony pulls away from the kissing, pausing to get his breathing under control, his eyes fall upon the outfit and a sly smile appears over his face as he approves of the vision and his mind wanders to the delights he can envisage coming soon. “Wow, Jody you look, feel and taste great, I want more.” He breathed heavily, the passion of the moment overwhelming his lungs.
Jody smiled alluringly back at Anthony, holding his gaze as she straddles him, sitting on his thighs and leaning her breasts close to his lips, urging him to start kissing them, he obliges, his tongue and lips moved over her breasts, as her breath quickened she pushed her plump DD’s further into his face, he moved his mouth closer to the material covering the majority of her breasts and with his teeth started to pull at it, his immediate single minded goal at this point was to start nibbling and sucking those erect nipples.
Whilst he was preoccupied, Jody gently move his hands from her hips and manoeuvred his arms back behind the chair, locking the preplaced handcuffs around his wrists, then quickly getting up and fastening the ankle cuffs around his legs. Backing away from the chair she allowed his new predicament to register. Every muscle in Anthony’s body tensed and released numerous times as he tested the bonds. The realisation of being strapped in with no chance of freedom washed over his face and he relaxed. Slumped back in the chair, his eyes met hers and with a slight sarcastic smile mirrored in his low soft tone he says “and now you have me it seems. What are you going to do with me?”
With a knowing smile Jody walks towards Anthony. With one swift movement removes the jacket from his shoulders to over the back of the chair, securing him more. She then lifts the front of the T-shirt over his head, revealing his chest and stomach, both of which are heaving quickly. Once again she straddles him, sitting on his thighs, and begins to placing soft kisses over his eyes, cheeks and throat, keeping clear of his lips. Her fingers and nails run gently over his chest and stomach, enjoying the feel of his warmth. Anthony accepts what is happening without resistance, drinking in every touch, enjoying every sensation it brings.
As his nipples become erect due to his arousal, Jody changes tact by running her tongue down his throat and commences placing soft kisses along his chest; arriving at a nipple she proceeds to circle her tongue around it; enjoying his taste she sucks it into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue, all the while wrestling with the belt, button and zipper of his jeans. Anthony struggles against his bonds, the sweet agony of what she is doing to him sending shivers through his body, he needs to kiss her; he needs to taste her. Every time he manages to place his lips on an unsuspecting part of her head, he senses a small victory only to find her pulling away denying him his need.
Whilst removing herself from his lap, Jody tries to ease the troublesome jeans past his hips, to be awkward Anthony defiantly sits harder into the chair. Noting his stubbornness, she stops sucking on his nipple and bites down hard; he yelps “You Fucking Bitch” and tests his bonds again as he squirms under the pain, this in turn causes the bites to become harder as a reminder that if he does not play ball, he will feel pain as well as pleasure. Reluctantly, Anthony lifts his hips facilitating in the transfer of the jeans to his ankles.
As soon as his legs are uncovered, Jody sinks to her knees; teasingly running her nails over the insides and backs of his calves, then eases his knees apart so her nails can gently run up the inside of his thighs, just stopping short of his still covered balls; his hard erect penis bouncing gently against the cloth of his tight white boxers, a wet pre-cum stain appearing by the eye. Anthony’s whole body is shaking; he throws his head back and forth, his breath becoming heavy with notes of whimpering giggles, as the sensation becoming overwhelming. His reaction pleases Jody so she offers him a prize, standing and manoeuvres her breasts close to his face, brushing her nipples just above his lip teasingly, making him work to get a taste. As Anthony desperately tries to get his lips around a nipple, Jody runs her nails all over the covered penis, enjoying the feel of its hardness and the warm wetness oozing through the boxers, this in turn causing the reaction of a sharp intake of breath whilst an involuntary moan of pleasure leaves his lips.
Returning to her knees, Jody’s fingers trace over Anthony’s hips and inner thighs, immersed in the feel of the hard twitching body beneath her. As her lips brush against the inside of his calves, he lurches from his seat involuntarily, only to be wrenched back by the restraints, his head plunges back over the chair whilst muttered profanities tumble from his lips. With a smile, Jody persists with his calves, making sure her kisses, licks and nibbles covered every inch up to the inside of his knees, once one calf is finished with she progresses to the next. Anthony snatches his knees together, attempting to stop the sweet agony he is going through, all the while testing his bonds endeavouring to get free.
Jody separated Anthony’s knees, transferring her attentions to his inner thighs, kissing, licking and nibbling, ascending until her nose brushes gently against his scrotum, then descending, moving from one thigh to the next, the whole time her nails caressing his calves. Anthony’s body continued to jerk and squirm with every touch and more profanities spewed forth. Parting his legs even further, her mouth hunted out his ball sack, sucking both the cloth of the boxers and his testicles inside and chewing gently, enjoying the feel of them. Anthony gazed between his legs, enjoying the spectacle and sensation. He pulled at his cuffs needing to get a hand to her face, but alas could not and let out a mixed moan of despair and pleasure.
After spitting out his balls, Jody’s attentions moved to his hard pole, her teeth gently mouthing through the cloth of his boxers ascending to the tip, nibbling round the head and enjoying the sensation of his manhood’s involuntary pulsing as it oozed more warm wetness from its eye. As her teeth work their way all over his penis her nails massaged his balls and inner thighs. The whole time Anthony’s body going through cycles of tensing and relaxing, his breath racing and shallow, his eyes never moving from the scene unfolding in his lap. Jody ignores his pleas for her to look at him, to kiss him, as he wrestles with the bonds yet again. His whole body is covered in sweat and aching from the tensing and the want of her.
Jody tugged at the boxers, desperate to taste Anthony’s naked cock; as the head appeared her lips fell upon it, sucking it into her mouth, its heat coupled with the salty taste of the pre-cum causing an involuntary groan of pleasure to sound in her throat, echoing the sounds emitted from Anthony. She paused for a moment in her quest, enjoying the feel and taste in her mouth, before holding the head with her teeth in readiness to bite hard if Anthony refused to submit and assist with the swift liberation of his cock and balls. Sensing this he does not put up a struggle and dutifully lifts his hips. Now her prize is uncovered, she sits back to enjoy the view, not once looking at Anthony’s face, just taking in the view of the hard shaft, soft ball sack and glistening eye. Anthony enjoys the quiet moment and uses it to relax slightly even if inside he is on fire. As his breath slows and the aching in his muscles subsides his eyes never straying from the vision kneeled before him. He must have her, he must fuck her, and he begs “get closer, kiss me I need to feel your lips on mine, please!”
She sat unmoving for quite a while, until the penis started to droop, then slowly approached and resumed lapping at the pre-cum dribbling out, before rolling her tongue around the head and up and down the eye, causing it to part slightly and enjoying the salty taste. As Anthony felt the heat of her lips and tongue on his cock again, “Oh Fuck....” fell from his lips as he closed his eyes. Steadying herself against the chair and not Anthony, her lips moved over the head, clamping just below it. Using just her mouth she pulled his penis away from his body, her tongue still lapping at the eye. She delighted in the feel of his member growing and pulsating inside her mouth, as the blood flowed back into it and slowly moved her head down the length, allowing him to come to terms with the warmth of the inside of her mouth. Hard repeated whispers and groans of “Oh Fuck” emanated from Anthony as he opened his eyes to watch. Once her lips reached the base, Jody clamped them hard around his manhood and sucked with all her might, causing a vacuum and slowly lifted her head until her lips move over the bulbous end of his manhood, she pursed them over the eye to suck the pre-cum out before running her tongue around the head and down to the base and over his balls.
Anthony’s breath quickened as the excitement built within him; his desperation and frustration to get to Jody very evident by now, struggling against the cuffs, arching his back, pleading with her and bucking at her as he tried to get more bodily contact.
Jody ignored him, her tongue and lips moving over his scrotum enjoying the sensation as they tense and relax, his penis gently bounced against her forehead, as she slowly worked them into her mouth chewing gently, Anthony watched on whilst continued to squirm and wriggle free, being unable to do anything about it was drive him crazy. With every wriggle Jody sucked harder pulling her head slightly away from his body to give his balls a tug. Anthony’s heart rate climbed as his breathing became fast and erratic, his desire to fuck Jody consuming him and he threatens retribution when he is free. Her nails are now running back and forth over his abdomen, catching his penis every now and then. Anthony still wriggling, still trying to get as much contact with Jody as possible, the heat increasing all the while “free me, free me now, I’m gonna give you such a fucking you bitch” he spits.
Allowing his balls to fall from her mouth, Jody sits back to watch him panting, his chest raise and fall in quick succession as he tries to catch his breath, his penis twitching as the blood continues flowing through it. Anthony’s head swings slowly back from its thrown back position and he look into her deep blue mischievous eyes, panting “you have no idea how sweet this torture is.”
Stone faced Jody ignores every word pouring from his lips; she stands then slowly and seductively slips out of her outfit. Anthony watches on, trying to remain calm, drinking in every curve and every inch of her. Making a point to swing her hips as she approaches the panting strapped wretch in front of her, eyes still fixed on his lap, she circles several times making sure she does not touch, before thrusting the crutch of the outfit into his mouth followed by an abrupt slap to his cheek for his insolence. Returned to her knees and resuming her diligent work on his penis, tongue working on the eye once again, nails massaging his balls slowly as she savours his taste. Anthony’s moans are muffled by the outfit as he thrusts his hips at her, he doesn’t spit out his gag due to enjoying her taste too much.
Once again Jody takes his throbbing shaft deep into her mouth, clamps at the base and suck hard as she raises, this time her fingers testing his balls for firmness. In quick succession and with rough intent she repeats her actions, fingers constantly checking for the signs of seed release. As Anthony feels the pressure and intensity increase on his manhood, so it does deep inside him, he hurriedly drops the garment from his mouth and through rapid shallow breaths pleads with Jody not to make him cum but cannot help trusting his cock deep into the warm of her mouth. Jody spurred on by his pleas and thrusts quickens her pace whilst enjoying the taste of him. Anthony tenses, fighting the rising sensation, his cock pulsing as he tries to hold back the release, eyes closed and teeth clenched in cold concentration. Jody continues until his whole body and scrotum stiffen, then abruptly stops, hoping she has stopped in time.
Jody scrutinises the convulsing figure in front of her, eyes squeezed tightly shut, “Fuck no,” chanted repeatedly as he rocks slowly. After several minutes Anthony relaxes, opens his eyes and slumps into the chair; as he fights to slow his breath, a small dribble of clear liquid trickles from the tip of his cock. Jody stands, recovers the outfit from the floor and stuffs it back into his mouth with another slap to his cheek for good measure. Anthony pulls his head away from her defiantly, hiding the fact that he is pleased to be sucking on her taste again. He spits out the garment and coughs “You Fucking Bitch, you are going to be fucked raw when I get free.” Ignoring him, she walks slowly around his tied, sweat glistening body, making sure her breasts and butt cheeks brush teasingly against him, all the while drinking in the view of his pulsating oozing penis. Anthony tries to feel her, to kiss her, but, she draws away from every attempt, frustrated growls emanate from him as he yanks at the bonds and with venom in his eyes he spits “Fucking Bitch.”
Straddling Anthony’s lap, Jody slowly sits on his thighs, allowing him to feel how moist taunting him has made her. In frustration Anthony tugs at his bonds again and thrusts his pole deep into her pussy. The feel of his hardness forcing itself in catches her off guard, causing her head to throw back as she lets out a deep a****l like groan of sheer bliss. “That’s it bitch, take it like the fucking tease you are” Anthony spews as he continues to thrust, enjoying her warm, wet, tightness. Jody rotates her hips and gently bounces, unable to resist the instant pleasure surging from her groin up through her body. As he continues to thrust deep, his gaze on her captivating, softly bouncing breasts, he feels his pleasure rising once again, this time he will not fight the unadulterated pleasure of release, he has what he longed for, letting out a moan of sheer joy he closed his eyes, “Oh yes,” escapes from his lips, the gratification of imminent release rushes through his body “Oh yes, my Jody, oh yes, take my seed.” He stops moving, wanting to prolong the sweet pleasure travelling through him in waves, very soon, he thinks to himself, “Oh yes” tumbles from his lips again, his breaths coming faster. Noticing she has lost the situation, Jody quickly stops, stands and brushes her nipples in his face, before turning and walking away. Anthony screams “Fuck” at the top of his lungs and for as long as his breath will allow, with his face contorted in pure anger he wrestling with all his strength against his bonds, this causes the chair to leave the ground and crash back down repeatedly.
Again ignoring the outbursts, Jody turns and walks tauntingly back towards him, eyes fixated on his throbbing manhood. Falling to her knees and thrusting his knees apart, hungrily she starts at his balls and nibbles all the way up his cock, taking as much of him into her mouth, as she reaches the head, her lips and tongue slurp at the oozing pre-cum. Anthony’s breath quickens; his head slumped onto his chest he pleads “please, please, look at me.” Jody continues her work, taking the head of his pole into her mouth, using her tongue to swirls it around her teeth. With a whimpering cry and trying to wriggle away from the situation Anthony pleas “please stop, please free me.” As she continues teasing he throws his head back and stares at the ceiling in pure frustration and yells “For fuck sake woman, stop! I’m gonna cum you fucking bitch.” He can bear no more and starts to thrust his manhood as far into her mouth as he can, his eyes fixed on the view in his lap, “Oh fuck yeah, that’s good” his mind now set fully on filling her mouth with his seed.
Jody holds her head still as Anthony thrusts, allowing him to use her mouth as he wishes, enjoying the feel of his cock sliding in and out, her fingers clamped tightly around his scrotum, hoping the pain will prevent his sweet release. As he continues bringing himself to full satisfaction, he suddenly snaps back to not wanting it yet and stops abruptly, his whole body tensing and fighting the urge to fill her mouth. His breath and body hard from the exertion, the tight painful clamp of her fingers around his testicles helping to subdue the need to cum. “No, no, don’t make me cum, not yet...” the words hard to form.
Moving to his thigh, his balls still gripped firmly in her hand, she kisses up and down one inner thigh, the nails on her free hand moving slowly over the back and sides of his calf. His head jerks back over the chair “Oh you fucking bitch!” he breathlessly mutters as his whole body twitches and jerks at the new sensations. Anthony looks down at Jody between his legs, watching her work “Tell me how wet you are bitch, show me how wet you are right now...” he sneers.
Jody slackens her grip on his nuts as her mouth moves up his thigh to his twitching stomach. She gently kisses all over his abdomen, making sure her cheek brushes teasingly against his manhood numerous times, all the while ascending his body up to his nipple, circling it with her tongue before biting down on it hard in punishment for his impertinence. Anthony yelps and recoils from the bite, whilst pulling hard against his ties, as the pain subdues, he growls at her through gritted teeth. Pleased with his reaction she starts to suck the nipple into her mouth and flicks her tongue back and forth over the erect soreness, as her fingers start to gently massage his balls.
Anthony sinks his head as far forward as he can, trying to get closer to her, he can smell her hair and it’s so beautiful and frustrating, he cannot reach her face. He flings his head back and concentrates on the delights of his torment. As Jody feels him relax into the pleasure, she stops and retreats. Anthony watches her intently, his eyes taking in every inch of her femininity as she heads for the bed; he aches to be freed, to be let loose on her body. She lies on the bed face up her head furthermost from him, her legs tight together, as she lounges basking in his vista for an extended amount of time.
Although grateful for the brief respite, the anticipation of seeing Jody’s legs part has waves of heat building in him and his cock aching, he tries to play it cool, but his eyes betray as he takes in her beautiful nakedness. With a smile, Jody parts her legs slightly, letting Anthony’s eyes fall upon her womanhood, teasingly she licks her finger and runs it up the inside of her thigh. Whilst follow said finger intently her other hand slides under the pillows on the bed. Anthony notices the movement and looks deep into Jody’s eyes to gage the situation, but her eyes do not disclosed a thing and never waver from his gently bouncing penis, so he flicks to the outstretched arm, which remains unmoving, as she continues to lie there tauntingly stroking her thigh. His eyes return to watching her finger, thankful for the rest, the last hour and a half of teasing has been exhausting.
As Anthony’s breath slows he slumps back into the chair and his penis begins to droop, Jody stands and tantalisingly walks towards him, grabbing his chin and kisses him roughly. With a sharp intake of breath he hungrily accepts the kiss enjoying the taste of her lips on his the perfection only soured by the cuffs preventing his hands getting to her body.
Jody’s lips hungrily descend his body, teeth nibbling periodically, tasting his salty sweat as she moves toward the ribbon of pre-cum acting as a tether between his now floppy cock and abdomen. Anthony shivers, twists and shakes at every touch of her lips, a yelp followed by muttered profanities and defiant jerks of his body with every nip, his manhood begins to fill with blood again. Her tongue teasingly ran around the points of his body either side of his cock, stopping only to lap up the tether of pre-cum. As she feels the warmth of his cock bouncing against her cheek, she takes his shaft in her mouth, this time her teeth holding the head in place, her lips just acting as cover. Anthony slowly sucks air into his lungs, as he enjoys the feel of her mouth around his penis.
A sudden sound of muffled buzzing fills Anthony’s ears as the bullet vibrator concealed in Jody’s hand is switched on. The head of his cock still between her teeth, she places the vibrator against his balls. With a jump out of the seat, only to be pulled abruptly back, “What the fuck is that” spurts from Anthony’s mouth “Oh shit” he throws his head back trying to blot out the sensation in his loins. Jody releases the grip of her teeth and enjoys the feeling of his penis moving around uncontrollably as she repositions the vibrator on the base of his cock.
Anthony can feel the heat rising in him as she works the vibrator up the shaft. This is more than he can bear, he can feel cum rising, his breath quickens as his body tenses. This time he will not tell her to stop, no warning for her. Jody’s tongue rotates around the head, lapping up every gush of pre-cum as she moves the vibrator up and down the shaft, her fingers massaging his scrotum. As his body tenses, along with his balls and the air from his lungs pours out with more urgency, she pulls away. A guttural moan leaves him as he thrust upwards, trying to get his throbbing cock back between her lips, "don't stop, don't stop" he urges.
Jody stands and rests the palm of her hand against his forehead, pushing his head back and staring deep into his dark eyes. Stern faced she places the vibrator back on his balls and gently moves it from one testicle to the other. “Kiss me” he tries to crane his head towards hers, “kiss me please, kiss me” he pleads. Jody just stares blankly into those eyes, still not a word spilling from her lips, as she moves the vibrator to just below the head of his penis.
Anthony’s head shoots back; the vibrations on his shaft, the relentless teasing, he knows he is beaten. He snaps his head forward, and with one last defiant growl, his whole body goes ridged, hips thrust upwards as he gives into the pleasure of cumming. His moans deep, prehistoric and rapid, with every muscle tense and hip thrust, his cock spews ribbon upon ribbon of cum over his stomach. When he has finished he slumps exhausted into the chair, head on his chest, body covered in sweat and cum and his penis pulsating the last remnants of seed out. He slowly starts to relax, totally spent. Jody then takes his cock one last time into her mouth and sucks hard, making sure his cock is free of seed. She then stands and kisses Anthony, whilst doing so releases him from his bonds, picks up her dressing gown, heads for the door, opens it, walks through it and closes it behind her leaving Anthony to clean the cum from himself. He just sits watching her leave, unmoving, exhausted.
Madison
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