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Once You Meet Him..... free porn video
She is beautiful, she is sensuous and her name is Grace.
You, Grace, check your watch again, as you wait for the meeting that you know you should never have agreed to. Not only is your date with a mysterious you she know only from brief contact on the internet, he is late. Tapping your foot, you glare around the little restaurant once more. Just because someone's stories turn you on, you start thinking that is no reason to trust him to arrive for a clandestine meeting.
Sliding your hand into your purse, you finger the contour of your mobile. Your dorm roommate made you promise to check in every hour, just in case the guy is a psycho. You wonder what she would do if you fail to ring. Getting a little mischievous smile on your face, you entertain the thought of missing the call, just to see what she would do.
Frustrated with the waiting, you step out into the parking lot and light up a wine cigar. The single streetlight outside the restaurant throws your shadow on the ground. You spend a moment admiring the curves and flowing hair of the shadow, before realising that your shadow is not alone. Barely having time to gasp and turn, you are prevented from seeing who is standing next to you. A sharp stab jabs you in your soft, round ass. In the moment that you remain conscious, you observe the empty hypodermic that is held in front of your face, but not the face of your attacker. Then, everything fades into blackness.You will never know if you fell or if you were caught.
Upon slowly regaining consciousness, you struggle to sit up. Yet you find that not only could you not sit up, but you can not move at all! As the fog of the d**g you were injected with lifts, you assess the situation.
You can tell that you are bound, that is easy enough. You have been tied up enough times before to recognize the feeling. You are on your back, your wrists bound behind you and your ankles are strapped together. From the feeling of cool breeze across your skin, you realise you are also naked. The thought of it raises goosebumps on your bare flesh. The pressure over your eyes, combining with the fact that you are unable to see, tells you that you are blindfolded. The feeling of fullness in your ears tells you that they are secured, as well. You could neither see nor hear.
The fullness in your mouth, however, is the most disturbing part. Feeling the hard, slick surface with your tongue, you recognize the feel of a well-crafted rubber dildo. The cool smoothness against your lips, but the way your jaw aches, describes the rest of the story. You have a ring gag in your mouth, with a dildo wedged into it. It is in just far enough to suppress your tongue and any chance of speech.
Tethered, naked, blinded, deafened and made mute, you struggle against the bonds for a moment. Moaning as you strain, but you are properly helpless. The surface under your seems like a soft bed. You slowly start sweating, while remembering. Your mysterious "date" is me, the man from the internet, and we have discussed this very scene which includes a*****ion, bondage and more. You agreed to meet me, to talk about the possibility of exploring, but things are now out of your control, totally out of your control.
Your movements and moaning must have alerted me to the fact that you have come to awareness. Drawing in a sharp intake of breath, you notice my firm, warm hand on your ample, soft left breast.
You lay perfectly still. There is no pleading with me, with your mouth full of rubber cock. There is no negotiation, no reasoning. You can not identify me, in fact, you are unable to tell where I have taken you. There is nothing for it, but to let me have my way and hope that I am not going to become too violent.
My strong hand massages your tit flesh, the fingers sinking into your massive breast, not painfully, but firmly. You squirm. If you were not so helpless and frightened, you might actually enjoy the attention. Then, my fingers locate your nipple. Now I am playing with the ring through it. Slowly rotating the ring through the piercing, I draw another moan from you.
Feeling my weight on the bed shift, you notice me manipulating both of your nipple piercings. As sensitive as your breasts normally are, you squirm even more. You note yourself becoming wet between your legs. You rub your thighs together as best as you could. I am good at this. Obtaining the flesh of your big nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, I slowly twist them. Caressing them, my fingertips slide teasingly over your sensitive flesh. As they reach their peak of sensitivity, my fingers crush down on them, squeezing and twisting, all at once. The rubber cock in your mouth is the only thing that blocks the scream. At first it is a scream of pain and then, the incredible orgasm that rips through your body!
In your fantasies, you have spent plenty of time tied up. This sort of treatment is not new to you, but having it occur in real life is something new. There is no safety, here. No security... it is all fear and danger. And it is turning you on more than you would have believed possible. And my skilled hands! I maintain my playing with your hard nipples... alternating teasing and caressing with pinching and twisting. Your back arches, lifting your massive breasts up into my hands, your body betraying you frightened mind.
Incapable of telling how long it goes on, you feel powerless. My hands seem tireless, as I wring orgasm after orgasm out of your tortured nipples. Just when you are certain that I would rip them off by the rings, the fingers leave you.
Even though my touch is absent, your nipples remain throbbing and pulsing. It is as if your body is determined to torture itself. Drool slides down from the side of your mouth, as you squirm on the bed, moaning and gasping through your nose. Your pussy is soaking wet with passion. Your mind desperately strives to stay in touch with the reality of the situation. However, denied of sight and sound, the sensations of your physical body are quickly becoming your entire universe.
Now feeling my hands at your ankles, you are relieved I am untying them. For a moment, you entertain the notion of kicking out at me, but what would it accomplish? Blind and deaf, hands attached and with no idea where you are, what could you do? Besides which, the uncounted orgasms that your captor has literally yanked from your full sensitive breasts has you nearly exhausted. When I pry your thick thighs wide apart, you shudder. But you do not fight it. Grimacing, you feel your ankles being bound once more, this time at the lower corners of the bed. You sigh. It has not been bad, so far. With nipples ache deliciously, you are still quivering from the hard climaxes you have had.
My determined fingertips slowly tickle and caress up the insides of your legs. Traveling from your ankles, along your shins, pausing at the backs of your knees and finally trailing up the insides of your thighs. As they get closer and closer to your hot, wet sex, her breathing intensifies.
Then, I am running a finger up and down your soft, moist labium. It causes the recent piercings through your labia jingle together musically. The little tugs at your piercings makes you writhe even more. By now you are almost wishing you could talk with me, just to tell me to keep it up. Then, my pointer finger works its way into your folds. It begins to play with the piercing in your clitoral hood.
As the smooth metal rubs back and forth over your clitoris, you cum again. This time even harder. A scream barely escapes past the rubber dick in your stretched mouth. As your back arches, this presses your pussy to my hand. I maintain the attention to your clitoral hood ring. And then my finger disappears. Coming down from the orgasm, you feel hot breath on your wet pussy. Through your nose, you gasp again.
My tongue feels a little odd. It has more texture than the tongues you had have on your pussy before. It drags at your flesh as I slowly lick up and down your slit. Next, I use my tongue to play with your clitoral hood piercing.
Climaxing in my face does not prompt me to stop. As you climax, you scream and thrash. Grasping your shapely, ample ass, I hold on. Securing my mouth, I press onto your cunt tightly, lapping at your clitoris and the ring through the hood. I ride your orgasm out. In fact, I do my best to prolong it. Behind the blindfold, your eyes roll back in your head. Despite your heaving breathing through your nose, you are unable to draw in enough air to keep up with the raging, prolonged orgasm. Stars dance in your eyes as you unhurriedly ebb back into u*********sness.
Awaking with a start, you discern an icy coldness caressing your face. I am using an ice cube on you, bringing you back around. When you start wiggling and mewing through the gag, the ice leaves your face. It now trails its icy wetness around your rigid nipples. The cold shock to your sensitive flesh would have made you fidget, if you were not so exhausted. Barely able to move, you do arch your back a little, uncontrollably, with the sensation of intense cold. I work both your nipples with the ice, then set it aside.
Your legs are still spread wide. Regardless, you put some thought toward struggling. Your body is still tired from the long series of intense orgasms, every muscle is loose and sore. The warmth in your pussy soaks through your body. Now, all you really want to do is sleep. Somehow, though, you do not think that I am going to permit that. You are right.
Issuing a little "mew" past the dildo in your mouth, you accept it gratefully when my index finger finds your opening, sliding inside you. Swirling around inside you, I tickle your G-spot, and draw another shudder from you. Then, I insert a second finger.
Moaning, long and low, you are subjected to my gentle finger fucking with my two long, strong fingers. I curl them upward so I graze your G-spot as I slip them in and out. Then, you notice your opening stretching, as I insert a third finger.
Fear starts tingling at the back of your head, even as I deliver higher levels of pleasure. You have had these hands on your breasts, on your legs. They are not small, by any stretch of the imagination. Your fears are confirmed when I force a fourth finger in.
Gathering the strength to struggle, you groan as your pussy throbs from the stretching. My weight shifts again. This results in the pressure on your cunt increasing dramatically. Another scream erupts from your throat, as I fold my thumb across my palm. I force my ENTIRE hand into your hot, wet, agonized pussy!
Your muffled cries do nothing to reduce the severity of my treatment. Curling my fingers into a big, tight fist inside you, I begin punching into you deeper, and harder. Just when you imagine the pain could be no worse, I would twist my hand. My knuckles dig into your inner walls, stretching you in new and more painful ways. As your body vibrates with the pain and intrusion, I rotate my fist again. The knuckle at the base of his thumb rubs across your tender G-spot.
Your orgasm is immediate and it is unlike anything you have ever had before. Your blue eyes cross. Meanwhile a long, low scream floods your ears from inside your head. You assume you have reached the peak, the ultimate pleasure. This has to be the most feeling you could have. Pain and pleasure cease existing as separate entities. It is all the pure agony of orgasm. and you are filled with it. But just when you think that it can get no higher, I surprise you once again.
Inside your punished pussy, I extend a finger and smash it into the opening of your cervix. Even in your nearly mindless state, the sensation triggers your every instinct to fight and escape. I would not... I should not... I COULD NOT...
I do. As I punch my fist into you, my finger pries open your cervix. This sends a spear of agony into your deepest places. Tears of pain and pleasure seep out past the blindfold. As my daring digit penetrates your womb, you howl. The dildo gag is no longer sufficient to hold back the sheer keening agony and ecstasy, of your non verbal vocals. My hand is located expertly, used exquisitely and your mind begins to disintegrate. Your cunt is full of my black fist. Your G-spot is stimulated by the rotating motion of my wrist bringing my thumb across it repeatedly. In addition, your cervix is penetrated, an invasion by an expertly placed finger. The pain and pleasure merge into a single sensation. Every muscle in your frame tenses in the most intense orgasm you ever experienced. Finally, I bend down, suck your clitoris into my hot, wet mouth and gently apply pressure with my teeth. The orgasm doubles...triples...and you, Grace, unable to draw enough breath to keep up with your body's demand for oxygen, pass into a nightmare sleep of agony and pleasure.
You are not sure how long you were asleep. When you awake, you are alone...naked and free. Blinking against the light, your eyes and mind steadily regain focus. Your current location is a hotel room and a nice one at that. Gradually you are taking stock.
Your breasts tingle and throb, but your cunt is one single continuous ache. Slowly examining the entrance to your pussy, you count your rings and find them all. Only now you note a stab of pain from your anus, as well. After giving you the most pleasure you had ever known, it appears I have taken my favourite pleasure from your u*********s body. The taste in your mouth suggests that I had enjoyed you there as well.
Your clothes are neatly folded next to the bed. Plus, your pocketbook is on the dresser. After gathering the strength to move, you check its contents. Everything is in place. There are over three dozen messages on your mobile. The clock on it reveals that it has been over twenty-four hours since you have been a*****ed.
Indulging a long, hot bath, you follow it with a hot shower. Every few minutes, your body remembers the pleasure or you would touch a sore spot and she undergo a short, shuddering "aftershock" orgasm. As you dry off, you notice a note next to the bathroom mirror.
"Ring me if you want to continue. This was just a start, Grace."
Unexpectedly, you experience another aftershock and smile.
You, Grace, check your watch again, as you wait for the meeting that you know you should never have agreed to. Not only is your date with a mysterious you she know only from brief contact on the internet, he is late. Tapping your foot, you glare around the little restaurant once more. Just because someone's stories turn you on, you start thinking that is no reason to trust him to arrive for a clandestine meeting.
Sliding your hand into your purse, you finger the contour of your mobile. Your dorm roommate made you promise to check in every hour, just in case the guy is a psycho. You wonder what she would do if you fail to ring. Getting a little mischievous smile on your face, you entertain the thought of missing the call, just to see what she would do.
Frustrated with the waiting, you step out into the parking lot and light up a wine cigar. The single streetlight outside the restaurant throws your shadow on the ground. You spend a moment admiring the curves and flowing hair of the shadow, before realising that your shadow is not alone. Barely having time to gasp and turn, you are prevented from seeing who is standing next to you. A sharp stab jabs you in your soft, round ass. In the moment that you remain conscious, you observe the empty hypodermic that is held in front of your face, but not the face of your attacker. Then, everything fades into blackness.You will never know if you fell or if you were caught.
Upon slowly regaining consciousness, you struggle to sit up. Yet you find that not only could you not sit up, but you can not move at all! As the fog of the d**g you were injected with lifts, you assess the situation.
You can tell that you are bound, that is easy enough. You have been tied up enough times before to recognize the feeling. You are on your back, your wrists bound behind you and your ankles are strapped together. From the feeling of cool breeze across your skin, you realise you are also naked. The thought of it raises goosebumps on your bare flesh. The pressure over your eyes, combining with the fact that you are unable to see, tells you that you are blindfolded. The feeling of fullness in your ears tells you that they are secured, as well. You could neither see nor hear.
The fullness in your mouth, however, is the most disturbing part. Feeling the hard, slick surface with your tongue, you recognize the feel of a well-crafted rubber dildo. The cool smoothness against your lips, but the way your jaw aches, describes the rest of the story. You have a ring gag in your mouth, with a dildo wedged into it. It is in just far enough to suppress your tongue and any chance of speech.
Tethered, naked, blinded, deafened and made mute, you struggle against the bonds for a moment. Moaning as you strain, but you are properly helpless. The surface under your seems like a soft bed. You slowly start sweating, while remembering. Your mysterious "date" is me, the man from the internet, and we have discussed this very scene which includes a*****ion, bondage and more. You agreed to meet me, to talk about the possibility of exploring, but things are now out of your control, totally out of your control.
Your movements and moaning must have alerted me to the fact that you have come to awareness. Drawing in a sharp intake of breath, you notice my firm, warm hand on your ample, soft left breast.
You lay perfectly still. There is no pleading with me, with your mouth full of rubber cock. There is no negotiation, no reasoning. You can not identify me, in fact, you are unable to tell where I have taken you. There is nothing for it, but to let me have my way and hope that I am not going to become too violent.
My strong hand massages your tit flesh, the fingers sinking into your massive breast, not painfully, but firmly. You squirm. If you were not so helpless and frightened, you might actually enjoy the attention. Then, my fingers locate your nipple. Now I am playing with the ring through it. Slowly rotating the ring through the piercing, I draw another moan from you.
Feeling my weight on the bed shift, you notice me manipulating both of your nipple piercings. As sensitive as your breasts normally are, you squirm even more. You note yourself becoming wet between your legs. You rub your thighs together as best as you could. I am good at this. Obtaining the flesh of your big nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, I slowly twist them. Caressing them, my fingertips slide teasingly over your sensitive flesh. As they reach their peak of sensitivity, my fingers crush down on them, squeezing and twisting, all at once. The rubber cock in your mouth is the only thing that blocks the scream. At first it is a scream of pain and then, the incredible orgasm that rips through your body!
In your fantasies, you have spent plenty of time tied up. This sort of treatment is not new to you, but having it occur in real life is something new. There is no safety, here. No security... it is all fear and danger. And it is turning you on more than you would have believed possible. And my skilled hands! I maintain my playing with your hard nipples... alternating teasing and caressing with pinching and twisting. Your back arches, lifting your massive breasts up into my hands, your body betraying you frightened mind.
Incapable of telling how long it goes on, you feel powerless. My hands seem tireless, as I wring orgasm after orgasm out of your tortured nipples. Just when you are certain that I would rip them off by the rings, the fingers leave you.
Even though my touch is absent, your nipples remain throbbing and pulsing. It is as if your body is determined to torture itself. Drool slides down from the side of your mouth, as you squirm on the bed, moaning and gasping through your nose. Your pussy is soaking wet with passion. Your mind desperately strives to stay in touch with the reality of the situation. However, denied of sight and sound, the sensations of your physical body are quickly becoming your entire universe.
Now feeling my hands at your ankles, you are relieved I am untying them. For a moment, you entertain the notion of kicking out at me, but what would it accomplish? Blind and deaf, hands attached and with no idea where you are, what could you do? Besides which, the uncounted orgasms that your captor has literally yanked from your full sensitive breasts has you nearly exhausted. When I pry your thick thighs wide apart, you shudder. But you do not fight it. Grimacing, you feel your ankles being bound once more, this time at the lower corners of the bed. You sigh. It has not been bad, so far. With nipples ache deliciously, you are still quivering from the hard climaxes you have had.
My determined fingertips slowly tickle and caress up the insides of your legs. Traveling from your ankles, along your shins, pausing at the backs of your knees and finally trailing up the insides of your thighs. As they get closer and closer to your hot, wet sex, her breathing intensifies.
Then, I am running a finger up and down your soft, moist labium. It causes the recent piercings through your labia jingle together musically. The little tugs at your piercings makes you writhe even more. By now you are almost wishing you could talk with me, just to tell me to keep it up. Then, my pointer finger works its way into your folds. It begins to play with the piercing in your clitoral hood.
As the smooth metal rubs back and forth over your clitoris, you cum again. This time even harder. A scream barely escapes past the rubber dick in your stretched mouth. As your back arches, this presses your pussy to my hand. I maintain the attention to your clitoral hood ring. And then my finger disappears. Coming down from the orgasm, you feel hot breath on your wet pussy. Through your nose, you gasp again.
My tongue feels a little odd. It has more texture than the tongues you had have on your pussy before. It drags at your flesh as I slowly lick up and down your slit. Next, I use my tongue to play with your clitoral hood piercing.
Climaxing in my face does not prompt me to stop. As you climax, you scream and thrash. Grasping your shapely, ample ass, I hold on. Securing my mouth, I press onto your cunt tightly, lapping at your clitoris and the ring through the hood. I ride your orgasm out. In fact, I do my best to prolong it. Behind the blindfold, your eyes roll back in your head. Despite your heaving breathing through your nose, you are unable to draw in enough air to keep up with the raging, prolonged orgasm. Stars dance in your eyes as you unhurriedly ebb back into u*********sness.
Awaking with a start, you discern an icy coldness caressing your face. I am using an ice cube on you, bringing you back around. When you start wiggling and mewing through the gag, the ice leaves your face. It now trails its icy wetness around your rigid nipples. The cold shock to your sensitive flesh would have made you fidget, if you were not so exhausted. Barely able to move, you do arch your back a little, uncontrollably, with the sensation of intense cold. I work both your nipples with the ice, then set it aside.
Your legs are still spread wide. Regardless, you put some thought toward struggling. Your body is still tired from the long series of intense orgasms, every muscle is loose and sore. The warmth in your pussy soaks through your body. Now, all you really want to do is sleep. Somehow, though, you do not think that I am going to permit that. You are right.
Issuing a little "mew" past the dildo in your mouth, you accept it gratefully when my index finger finds your opening, sliding inside you. Swirling around inside you, I tickle your G-spot, and draw another shudder from you. Then, I insert a second finger.
Moaning, long and low, you are subjected to my gentle finger fucking with my two long, strong fingers. I curl them upward so I graze your G-spot as I slip them in and out. Then, you notice your opening stretching, as I insert a third finger.
Fear starts tingling at the back of your head, even as I deliver higher levels of pleasure. You have had these hands on your breasts, on your legs. They are not small, by any stretch of the imagination. Your fears are confirmed when I force a fourth finger in.
Gathering the strength to struggle, you groan as your pussy throbs from the stretching. My weight shifts again. This results in the pressure on your cunt increasing dramatically. Another scream erupts from your throat, as I fold my thumb across my palm. I force my ENTIRE hand into your hot, wet, agonized pussy!
Your muffled cries do nothing to reduce the severity of my treatment. Curling my fingers into a big, tight fist inside you, I begin punching into you deeper, and harder. Just when you imagine the pain could be no worse, I would twist my hand. My knuckles dig into your inner walls, stretching you in new and more painful ways. As your body vibrates with the pain and intrusion, I rotate my fist again. The knuckle at the base of his thumb rubs across your tender G-spot.
Your orgasm is immediate and it is unlike anything you have ever had before. Your blue eyes cross. Meanwhile a long, low scream floods your ears from inside your head. You assume you have reached the peak, the ultimate pleasure. This has to be the most feeling you could have. Pain and pleasure cease existing as separate entities. It is all the pure agony of orgasm. and you are filled with it. But just when you think that it can get no higher, I surprise you once again.
Inside your punished pussy, I extend a finger and smash it into the opening of your cervix. Even in your nearly mindless state, the sensation triggers your every instinct to fight and escape. I would not... I should not... I COULD NOT...
I do. As I punch my fist into you, my finger pries open your cervix. This sends a spear of agony into your deepest places. Tears of pain and pleasure seep out past the blindfold. As my daring digit penetrates your womb, you howl. The dildo gag is no longer sufficient to hold back the sheer keening agony and ecstasy, of your non verbal vocals. My hand is located expertly, used exquisitely and your mind begins to disintegrate. Your cunt is full of my black fist. Your G-spot is stimulated by the rotating motion of my wrist bringing my thumb across it repeatedly. In addition, your cervix is penetrated, an invasion by an expertly placed finger. The pain and pleasure merge into a single sensation. Every muscle in your frame tenses in the most intense orgasm you ever experienced. Finally, I bend down, suck your clitoris into my hot, wet mouth and gently apply pressure with my teeth. The orgasm doubles...triples...and you, Grace, unable to draw enough breath to keep up with your body's demand for oxygen, pass into a nightmare sleep of agony and pleasure.
You are not sure how long you were asleep. When you awake, you are alone...naked and free. Blinking against the light, your eyes and mind steadily regain focus. Your current location is a hotel room and a nice one at that. Gradually you are taking stock.
Your breasts tingle and throb, but your cunt is one single continuous ache. Slowly examining the entrance to your pussy, you count your rings and find them all. Only now you note a stab of pain from your anus, as well. After giving you the most pleasure you had ever known, it appears I have taken my favourite pleasure from your u*********s body. The taste in your mouth suggests that I had enjoyed you there as well.
Your clothes are neatly folded next to the bed. Plus, your pocketbook is on the dresser. After gathering the strength to move, you check its contents. Everything is in place. There are over three dozen messages on your mobile. The clock on it reveals that it has been over twenty-four hours since you have been a*****ed.
Indulging a long, hot bath, you follow it with a hot shower. Every few minutes, your body remembers the pleasure or you would touch a sore spot and she undergo a short, shuddering "aftershock" orgasm. As you dry off, you notice a note next to the bathroom mirror.
"Ring me if you want to continue. This was just a start, Grace."
Unexpectedly, you experience another aftershock and smile.
Vicky
- 18.10.2020
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