Upstairs
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A Drink Before Going Upstairs free porn video
Gianna and Pete drank, chatted and laughed for 2 hours. They also had a
good time whenever they were around each other. They met at a friend's
party a few years ago. They had few common interests but the ones they
had were passionate.
And then there was chemistry between them. At times it was so thick you
could cut it with a knife. Their friend's have commented about it. How
one would seem to light up like a Christmas tree when the other would
show up. They brought things out of one another their friend's didn't
even know about. Like the evenings the normally in control Gianna began
to passionately argue a political issue or telling dirty jokes after Pete
began to push her buttons. Or the night Pete had everyone's jaws on the
floor, including Gianna's, when he suddenly displayed his ballroom
dancing abilities at a club; spinning and dipping Gianna to the beat of
the music. They seem to bring out each other's little secrets.
On occasions they've spent some intimate time together and enjoy spending
time with each other inside the bedroom(or where ever they were doing it)
as much as outside. Their friends often wondered why they haven't quit
all the bullshit and gotten together. They looked like they would be the
perfect couple.
But they knew. They knew it would never last. Or even worst, it might get
ugly if it ended. Their difference and quirks were exciting but would
drive each other nuts. And they enjoyed seeing the other people in their
lives. So though there were times one or the other would question it,
they knew they were much better as friends. Besides, they enjoyed the
idea of being able to show up at the other's door at 2 AM (or whenever)
when the urge hit them.
Gianna was listening to Pete going on about a new restaurant she needed
to try when she noticed a look on his face. Under the table, she slipped
the four-inch high heel off her nylon cover foot and placed her toes
between Pete's legs. He almost chucked on the sip of wine he was taking
as he felt her toes against his raging hard-on. Gianna burst out in
laughter as he wiped the drops of wine from his chin, smiling.
"Feels like someone is ready," Gianna said softly as she looked at her
watch.
"Maybe."
"Maybe my ass."
"Don't make any promises you can't keep. I'll take your ass," Pete
responded with a wicked grin across his lips.
Gianna had a look of shock and outrage on her face before breaking into a
large grin as she slipped her foot back into her shoe.
"So... what's on the menu tonight?" Pete asked.
"Mmmmm... how about something naughty perhaps. How's about a strictt
eacher and a bad little student?"
"Really? This does sound interesting," Pete said with an intrigued look
in his eyes. "Let's go."
They both gulped down the last of the wine. They both stood. Pete paid
and tipped the bartender. He turned to find Gianna standing behind him
holding her purse and the garment bag she had brought for him. He took
the bag from her and they left the lounge, going to the elevators. They
entered it with another couple.
"35th floor," Gianna said. Pete pressed the button and 13 for the other
couple. Gianna looked at her watch again.
The ride was quite until the other couple got off on the 13th floor. The
moment the doors closed again, Pete dropped his garment bag and pulled
Gianna to him, grabbing her little round behind and nibbling her neck and
earlobe. Her squeels and giggles soon fell away to moans.
"Gawd!" gasped Gianna. "What am I going to do with you?"
"What ever you want," responded Pete as his hand groped her silk covered
breast and kissed her neck.
"Don't make any promises you can't keep."
Gianna yelped as her remark was met with a firm swat on the behind. They
both giggled as they met in a deep, long kiss until the elevator stopped
and the doors opened on their floor. They walked to down to the end of
the hallway.
"3514. This must be the place," she grinned, holding up the keycard. She
slid the card into the door slot and pulled it out. It flashed 'red' 3
times. She put it in again and again it flashed 'red'. Gianna looked up
at Pete who had the same look on her face that he did. A look of 'this
isn't good'. Pete took the card from her and examined it. "It might help
if you put in the end that says, 'Enter this end'," Pete said with a
grin. Gianna snatched the card from him.
"Shut up! I'm excited!" she responded, her face flushed redder than it
had been from their kissing on the way up. He just chuckled as she put
the correct end of the keycard into the door slot and it finally flashed
'green'. She pushed the handle down and the door open slightly.
"Ready?" she asked with a large smile. He just nodded.
She pushed open the door, entered and was stunned. It was an extremely
nice room. Large with a king-size bed, big screen television hanging on
the wall, a huge bathroom, a kitchen area and all the amenities you could
want.
"Oh my Goodness! He went all the..." Gianna said before she was cut
shortby Pete pushing her from behind causing her to fall face first on to
the bed.
Before she knew what was happening, he was sitting on her butt. "What the
hell are you doing?!" she screamed as her wrists were pulled behind her
back.
"Get off me, asshole!" she yelled before she gasped. "Don't you dare!"
she said angrily as she began to squirm under his weight when she felt
cotton cord being circled around and between her wrists.
"Aaaargh! What the hell are you doing, you motherfu...MMMMPH!"
Again, she was cut off before she could finish her thought. This time by
the piece of thickly knotted cloth he took out of this pocket which he
pulled her teeth and tied behind her head. He climb off her, stood up and
pulled her to her feet, turning her around to face him.
While Gianna was calling him all sorts of names and trying to asking what
he doing, he grabbed the end of her 'just over the knee length' skirt and
pulled it up to her waist, exposing the garter and hoses she was wearing
over her nice legs. It also exposed that she wasn't wearing panties that
evening.
"What am I doing?" Pete said to his stunned captive. "Getting even for
you telling me to shut up a minute ago," he said as he pushed her back
onto the bed.
Gianna tried to get up but he forced his body between her legs so she was
spread wide and used his forearm to push her upper body back down on the
bed.
She continued to struggle for a few moments then began moaning. Soon, she
threw her head back arched her back and gasped as she felt his lips and
tongue at her vagina. He skillfully worked at her for 5 minutes before
coming up for air.
"My... someone was awful wet before I got started."
Gianna stopped her squirming and heavy breathing long enough to raise her
head off the bed and narrow her eyes at him. She was caught red-handed
but at that point she didn't care. Pete smirked at her before going back
to work.
It didn't take long before she was screaming pass the gag, at the top of
her lungs and every muscle in her body tensed as the intensity of the
orgasm over took her.
She laid there with her eyes closed for 5 or 6 minutes, enjoying the
afterglow. It wasn't until she felt his fingers tugging at knot on the
gag that turned her head allowing him to get at it. As she felt the gag
leave lips that she opened her eyes to see Pete's grinning face staring
back at her.
"Bastard," she said with a smirk on her face.
"I'll take that as a compliment." he responded as he helped her sit up
and untied the ropes. Moments later, her wrists were free and Pete
massaged the blood back into them.
"So what was that?" she asked. "An appetizer?"
"Mmmm... you could say that. I'm sure she didn't mind the show."
They look across the room to see a struggling Michael staring back at
them, squirming. Michael was wearing a white, long-shelve blouse, short
blue plaid skirt, over-the-calve white socks and penny loafers. The
shoulder length brown wig was pulled back into a ponytail. The harness
ball gag kept the wig on his head while at the same time turned his
questions and demands to be unbound into unintelligible grunts.
His wrists were behind his back with leather cuffs that were secured into
place with small padlocks - which didn't stop him from trying to pull his
hands free. He was standing next to a large table with his each of his
ankles firmly slashed with rope to the legs of the table.
Lastly, a leather collar with buckled around his neck. Some rope was tied
to the legs on opposite side of the table with the end of it attached to
a ring on the collar by spring clip tied to the end of the rope. Michael
was force to bend over the table with his legs spread wide apart. Gianna
and Pete stood behind him, looking at the handiwork.
"My Gawd! When did you do this?" Pete asked.
"Me? Oh noooo," she purred. "... my submissive little school girl did
this to herself. Didn't you, Michelle?"
Michael, now Michelle, shook her head and tried to voice her objections
past the ball gag.
"Oh I think you knew you've been a naughty little girl or you wouldn't be
in this position or wrote that on the board. Would you?"
Pete looked at Gianna, wondering what she was referring to. Gianna
pointed to the other side of the room where a 3' x 5' blackboard leaned
against the wall with the words 'I've been a bad student. I didn't finish
my homework again and I need to be punished' a number of times which made
Pete burst into laughter.
"You see Michelle has been planning our little fantasy evening together
for weeks. She made the reservations, came up with the little scenario
and what we needed to wear.It was going to be a great time but my friend
Wayne came into town last night and told me we were going out on the town
this evening and he wasn't taking 'no' for an answer. Well, I couldn't
turn Wayne's offer down; I never see him. But I couldn't leave Michelle
hanging... so to speak."
At that point, Gianna leaned down so her face was inches away from
Michelle's.
"So I had to find her a very nice but very strict substitute teacher."
she said with a grin. Michelle's eyes were as big as saucers at the
statement and pulled harder at the leather restraints, trying to tell his
mistress that wasn't what he had in mind.
"Ooooo... fun!" Pete said as he picked up and unzipped the garment bag to
find a clean white blouse, black skirt, black panties, dark nylons,
patent leather black high heels and a short black wig in it. As Pete
began to take off his dress shirt and pants, Gianna stood in front of the
mirror, brushing her hair and making herself look like she just hadn't
had sex.
"I think I'll tell Wayne to take me to that place you were telling me
about."
Gianna walked back over to where Michelle was bound, leaning down on his
back and running her hand over his ass which was sticking out from under
his skirt.
"You did such a wonderful job setting this up, especially with the
bondage, I know you will have the evening you'll remember for a long
time. I know I won't forget it," Gianna whispered into her ears as the
drool ran down Michelle's chin as he pleaded for Gianna to stop this.
Gianna just grinned at her and said, "Oh... and Mistress Petra, there's a
pair of the little glasses with the chain on them and a ruler in there to
complete your costume. But I imagine you might have something else that's
hard to discipline a bad little girl with."
Gianna stood up as Michelle began to use all her upper body strength to
yank at the ropes that kept him bent over the table by the collar around
his neck. But the bondage held fast.
"By the way... nice touch with the 'Hello Kitty' panties," she said as
shesmacked Michelle on the ass.
Gianna picked up her purse, walked over and gave Pete, who was stand in
an open blouse, black panties and nylons, a long passionate kiss before
heading to the door.
She looked back one more time to see Michelle still had a look on her
face that she was hoping this was a joke and his mistress was coming back
to untie her.
"You girls have fun tonight. I won't be waiting up," were the last words
Michelle heard as the door clicked shut.
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