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I would wake before you and slowly tie your wrists to the sides of the bed while you are still asleep on your back. Then I'd slowly slip a blindfold onto you before gently kissing your lips, waking you as I do so. You're still quite sleepy so not sure what is happening...

I'd then take an ice cube and slowly run it over your lips so that it starts to melt, then run the ice slowly over your lips then let the ice droplets falls as I slowly move the ice cube over your neck and down to the top of your breasts. As this is a gentle day I leave the ropes alone... I take the ice cube and let droplets of ice water fall and collect over your nipples. I watch as they swell and crinkle against the cold. I lean forward and take each nipple into my hot mouth and suck hard before releasing them. I do this several times and the combination of the hot and cold make your nipples pulsate and tingle as they start to become very sensitive.

I've removed the covers now and slowly view your body as I do so. I take the ice and hold it above your right knee and watch as the ice droplets hit your lower thigh and slowly make their way down, welling into bigger droplets as they do so. As the bigger droplets begin to break they let trickles of ice water run over and down onto your pussy lips. You bite your lips and gasp as the cold water touches you.

I again move the ice and hold it above your clit hood, waiting for the ice droplets to fall. As they do so they well up near your navel. When I have let enough ice droplets fall I slowly press below your navel and watch the icy water make its path towards your clit. As it starts to reach I slowly ease your lips apart. You're moist to the touch and I ease my finger into you as I do so. I slowly pull my finger out and look at you lying there as I taste my finger and smile. I lean forward again and part your lips. The ice water flows over your clit and for a single moment your entire body shudders as you arch you back. I lean forward and slowly move my hot tongue over your clit and down between your lips. My fingers ease in and follow my tongue. My tongue moves back to your clit and I part your lips and suck hard on your clit. You feel it throb and flush as you reach for your first climax. I start to push my fingers into your pussy, in and out with quickening motion.

The feeling of my fingers and hot mouth over your clit pushes you over the edge and you thrust your body onto my mouth as you buck up and down. As the first climax finishes your second pushes through over the top as my fingers move back and forth into your pussy. Your juices cover my fingers and run down your arse cheek to the bed. You close you eyes as you cum and let out a low moan as you shudder back and forth. I slowly pull my fingers out of your pussy and let you lay there for a moment. You catch your breath and fall back onto the pillow and raise your hand until the cord pulls tight. You can feel how the cord has dug into you as you pulled on them tightly as you came. I slowly move up your body, kissing and caressing the place I past as I go. I reach your neck and kiss long and hard before pulling myself away. I lean down again and let you lick and suck your juices from my fingers before I kiss you. Your juices cover our lips as we kiss, I run my hand gently over your cheek before kissing you one last time.

I get up and leave the bedroom. You hear me go upstairs and cross the living room. You hear more noises and my footsteps coming down the stairs. I walk back into the bedroom and walk straight up to you. I grab your hair and pull your head up off the pillow and kiss you before letting go. I move to the end of the bed and take hold of your right leg and pull you closer to me. You keep quiet as you wonder what I have in store for you.

I sit on the bed and bend your leg so that your foot is near your arse. I then take out some Velcro straps and wrap one around your leg so that you cannot straighten it. I do this to your left leg, leaving you with your knees bent and legs spread wide. I look down to your pussy and start to smack it lightly to see how you react.

I get up and move over to where your wrists are tied to the bed and release your wrists but tell you not to move. I then grab one of the Velcro straps and turn you onto your stomach. You lie there with your arms above your head as I secure them again to the bed. You’re kneeling slightly on the bed as a result of your knees being bent. Your arse sticks in the air. I move round and spread my hand wide before spanking you 4 times on the right cheek of your arse. The redness starts to show through as I run my nails over your arse before brushing your pussy. It feels wet and hot and eagerly awaited what ever I had in mind.

I lean forward near your face and pull your head up to face mine with your hair. I look at you and smile before kissing your waiting lips. I let go and you drop back down on the bed. I get behind you on the bed and stick my fingers into your waiting pussy. They slide in easily and I start to work them back and forth, watching your juices start to glisten on my fingers. I lean forward and take hold of your hair bunching and wrapping it around my left hand as I do so. You feel the tip of my cock rub up and down your wet pussy lips, parting them slightly my cock slowly eases into you a little. You lay there waiting for me but not knowing what I had in mind. As this thought goes through your mind I pull on your hair and your head pulls back. As I do this I thrust my cock into as far as I can go. You yelp as I do this but quickly silence yourself. I pull your hair tight and withdraw ready for the next thrust. My cock swells as the sensation of your pussy overwhelms me. I thrust back, again, and again, each time your head pulls back as if you’re wearing reins. I pull my cock out and stop. You try and push back to entice my cock back in but this results in my hand swinging down and spanking your right cheek of your arse. You jump and moan, but before you have time to say anything my cock slides back into your waiting pussy. My thrusts start to become quicker as I build up to cum, Your head starts to bob to your hair-pulling and you start to feel a climax welling up ready to explode. You cannot hold it and you cum, bucking and thrusting yourself backwards as I tighten the grip on your hair and pull your head up. This lasts a while and I let you get your breath only a little before thrusting back into you. My cock pushes into you in long strokes, with the head of my cock pushing back your lips each time I thrust. I feel myself wanting to cum and I pull my cock out of your wet pussy. I take hold of my cock and seconds later I’m cumming heavily over your arse and pussy. It starts to run slowly down your legs and mixes with your pussy juices already on your legs and bed.

I lean forward and wipe my cock on your leg before getting up and walking over to the drawers. I remove from the bottom draw a vibrator and come back to the bed to sit next to you. I move my left hand under your breasts and pinch and squeeze your nipples. They feel hard to my touch and I play with them for about 10 minutes. After this I move around and run my hand over your wet and cum stained pussy and arse. My fingers run around your anus and slowly probe it, pushing into you. You groan and stay motionless as I start to push my finger deeper into you, stretching your arse as I do so. I stop before taking hold of the vibrator and rubbing lubricant over it. You hear a low buzzing sound then feel a small tingling on your arse. I start to push the vibrator slowly into your arse until it is a reasonable way in. I take some duck tape and tape the vibrator in position before moving back to the drawers. I return with some nipple clamps and cord and sit back next to you. The vibrator works away in your arse and you start to pant as a result of what is happening to you. I lean forward and tell you to sit on all fours before using clover clamps on your nipples and tie cords to them. I then run the cords through your legs and behind you before tying them tightly to the vibrator in your arse. The cord is tight and as you buck from your orgasms your nipples pull and stretch. Pain takes place of the orgasm and you continue your rush. I continue to spank you as you cum, your reflex jerk pulls your nipples and you yelp in pain.

I go to the drawer and remove another vibrator. I walk over and ease it into your soaking wet pussy and tie it to the first vibrator. You start to loose control and buck too and fro. I look up and kiss you on the lips and walk out the door. I enjoyed you last night, but I will enjoy you more today and the next.

I will let you sleep in an hour or so, as you have worked hard this morning. I look back for a last look to see you cum again in a mix of pleasure and pain. I’ll come back in an hour. You’re mine and I want you.

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A Football Sunday to Remember

A Football Sunday to Remember!! Like every Sunday it's a day of NFL Football at our house, My husband Terry watches it every Sunday and I too love the game but I wanted to go and do something else this Sunday so I bugged him all week let's do something different this Sunday. So Friday he said we are going to a party this Sunday as a compromise. He said it'll be fun not exactly what I wanted but why not. So Sunday came, Terry told me to dress in my short-short skirt and my Pittsburgh...

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Another Sunday Morning

"I missed you this week. Glad you're back home with me." "Yeah, travel is a bitch and I miss my beautiful, and I must say, very sexy, wife. I live for these Sunday mornings." "Mmm, it's fun catching up on the weekend but I miss you when you're away. You must have missed me a lot, you usually don't wake me up in the middle of the night, like last night, to make love. We already did it twice on Saturday. But I guess it's better than not wanting me, right?" "Oh, I could never not...

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Sunday school teacher

Her name is Mrs. Jones. She was my Sunday school teacher and confirmation teacher. She was very prim and proper. Neat tidy business style dresses. She was thin with dark brown hair. She always took classes very seriously, but she was always staring at me during class. One Sunday morning,when I was 13, she told me to stay after and help her pick up, which I found odd, since her son was there. He was actually a friend of mine. But I knew better than to make waves at church. When her son had gone...

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416 A SUNDAY SHOP GIRL REMEMBERS PT2

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The Sunday Coin Toss

The Sunday Coin Toss The Toss As I watched, the coin seemed to flip in slow motion as it looped lazily through the air. It was Jane's turn to call it, and this time the said “tails” just as the quarter reached the apex of its flight. As the coin began the drop into my hand, before it even landed, I sensed I had lost the toss. A sense of excitement sent a rush of adrenaline into my stomach. Tails it was. Jane smiled with a sense of satisfaction, as if she had been waiting for this moment....

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My Mom8217s Sunday Outing

Hi guys this is a fictional story about my mom and her lover. Hope it will make you horny. And it was as Sunday again and as usual my mom had a plan outside. I always wonder where she is going so early, that too on Sunday. That day I decided to follow her as I was so curious to know. I wanted to know where she is going. My dad was as resting, which he always does on Sunday, that is what a working man is supposed to do on weekend, but not my mom. Even though she is a working lady, she does not...

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A Football Sunday to Remember for Vicky

100% fiction! Like every Sunday it's a day of NFL Football at Vicky's house, My husband Paul watches it every Sunday and I too love the game but I wanted to to go and do something 1 sunday so I bugged him all week let's do something this Sunday...So Friday he said we are going to a party this Sunday as a compromise...He said it'll be fun..not exactly what I wanted but why not...So Sunday came, Paul told me to dress in my short plad skirt and my raider halter top and heels, I'm like isn't this...

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Sunday morning

Sunday morning with a man orally caressing my cock has got to be one of life’s greatest pleasures. The moist succulent lips, kiss back down my rampant shaft, softy kissing. Hot breath bathes my scrotum, shrivelled and thick from a slight chill in the room.The tongue lightly licks at the thickened sack and then ascends along the side of my shaft, dragging his tongue in one continuous lick. Upon reaching the apex, he circles the spongy head, dragging his teeth against the sensitive flesh. Closing...

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Sunday morning

Sunday morning with a man orally caressing my cock has got to be one of life’s greatest pleasures. The moist succulent lips, kiss back down my rampant shaft, softy kissing. Hot breath bathes my scrotum, shrivelled and thick from a slight chill in the room. The tongue lightly licks at the thickened sack and then ascends along the side of my shaft, dragging his tongue in one continuous lick. Upon reaching the apex, he circles the spongy head, dragging his teeth against the sensitive flesh....

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The GiftedChapter 1 Day of hell on Sunday Morning

Davy sat there against the brick wall of his bedroom, his pizza forgotten on the plate as he smacked his head against the stucco walls to get the tears to stop. His mind was racing in a million directions, and he felt himself crashing into another pool of despair. Grabbing his pillow, he curled up in the corner and cried for a normal life, a life without all the pain, hopelessness, confusion and loneliness he suffered from. His last thought as he finally fell asleep was about the new...

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CuttyChapter 12 Sunday morning

Sunday morning Donna woke up with a shock. Her body tensed in a single second. “HMMM, HHMM.” She tried to scream. She looked wide eyed into the brightly lit room of the hotel. Someone was pushing something in her ass! She tried to move but found she was bound spread eagle belly down on the master bed. Screaming was impossible as she had a large uncomfortable ball gagging her mouth. She lifted her head and looked back. She saw Ms. Brendan dressed in some fetish suit pushing a tube into her...

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Allison and Emanuel Naked In SchoolSunday Morning

Sunday Morning “Kids! Breakfast is ready!” Emanuel yawned, opened his eyes and smiled at the still sleeping Allison next to him. “Time to wake up precious.” “Which shout was that?” she replied groggily. “I think the first. Do you want to put on clothes today?” She yawned and shook her head. “No. That would be silly.” Anything worth putting on takes too long. Emanuel smiled. “Indeed. Let’s head downstairs then.” “I think we forgot to ask mom and dad about Kara.” “You’re right. We...

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ONE WONDERFUL SUNDAY IN SUBURBIA

A mother's intrusion on her son's privacy happens once too often By Oediplex 8==3~ {Adult literature. The author neither advocates nor encourages any illegal or harmful activities which may damage oneself or another; either physically or emotionally or in any other way. If you find sexual fantasies offensive, you are free not to continue reading this story. This story is based on real people, real situations and real desires.} [I have always found the scene in “American Taboo”,...

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Next Sunday

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Howe and Watson

“Her name was Kelly Simpson. She was a producer for a TV series that was shown on three different cable networks,” the tiny redhead informed Sally Howe. “Maze, how did you make the ID?” I asked. “Her ID card,” Sally said pointing to it hanging from her jacket. “I’m surprised you missed your chance to say ‘elementary, my dear Watson’,” I said. You do that at least once every shift. “The Shift has just started Marion,” Sally said. “She is such a smart ass,” I said to Maze the forensic lab...

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Being Sunday for the Shah

Captain Peter Carr looked at the woman he had just magnificently fucked, he cherished her and their relationship was an item now, they really had to stop the secret rendezvous in his office on the make believe that she it getting another telling off from her commanding officer. She looked well happy, her eyes still glazed and looking stunning and as beautiful as ever, Pete wanted her again and again: ‘I tell you what. let’s do it just once more huh baby?’ he asked taking a good hold of his...

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Sunday Love Songs 02

Second and final part. It will make more sense if the first part is read first. Both parts are quite long. ‘Steve Wright’s Sunday Love Songs’ is a real BBC Radio 2 programme: Nine till eleven am GMT every Sunday. I’m not sure if they still do the long lost friends item. In any case, they never connected Kevin and Nicola with each other, since they are both fictional characters! All characters in sexual situations are over eighteen. —– We left Kevin searching and worrying about Nicola who...

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