At First Glance

He’d tied her to a garden chair.

Louisa shook her head, trying to dislodge her hair from her face. She couldn’t see anything, her body lowered like this, her ass high up in the air. His condo was on the penthouse level, and she dearly hoped it meant no one could see his balcony from the neighboring buildings or even from the condo next door.

She didn’t know who lived in the other apartment on this level, but it’d be great if they were out, or even better, away on vacation.

God, why had she told him he could do anything to her? What had gone through her to say such a thing out loud?

“Lucas?” she called out, her voice resonating on the tiled floor. “Where are you?”

He didn’t answer, and she couldn’t help but wriggle. It didn’t change anything, of course. He’d cuffed her wrists to the chair’s legs, leaving her enough leeway she could put her palms down on the seat and balance herself.

Her legs weren’t tied, but he’d ordered her to keep her legs open…wide.

It was a good thing she wasn’t completely naked yet, she thought, frowning at that image. He’d taken her clothes off as soon as they’d entered his condo, leaving her in her underwear. He’d pushed her outside soon after, and here she was, thanking her lucky stars it was summer and it wasn’t raining anymore.

“Lucas?” she called out again. Where the hell was he?

She guessed she’d said that out loud when his voice rang out, right behind her, “I’m right here, baby.”

She jumped. “Oh! Where were you?”

“No questions,” he said, his voice harsher than usual. “Look at that…” he muttered seconds later, his hands finding her hips. “So damn lovely.”

His thumbs brushed the sides of her ass, slipping under the elastic of her panties, touching bare skin and making her melt.

“Please,” she found herself whispering, not sure what she was asking for, only knowing she wanted more. She wanted him. Now. Please?

“Not yet,” he replied before taking a step back.

She could no longer feel him behind her, the absence of his body leaving her bereft. Cold, she felt cold all of a sudden. “Lucas?”

“Shhh,” said his voice from somewhere on the balcony.

She closed her mouth, her eyes, let her head hang down with her hair obscuring her face. She wasn’t sure what he was doing, but she knew him well enough now to know he’d planned something. He’d probably thought about it all day, organizing this for his enjoyment and hers.

And so, she started drifting, enjoying for the first time the soft breeze that blew across her body. Her nipples started hardening inside her bra, yearning for his touch.

He’d only kissed her in his car, and again in the elevator that had taken them to his apartment, but nothing more. Not even a quick squeeze or caress. But my, was she ready for it now.

“You look so tempting,” his voice interrupted her lazy thoughts. “Like a dessert ready to be devoured, something so utterly satisfying you can’t help but finish it. Fuck, but I want to eat you.”

She shivered again, but this time it was from arousal. She remembered how he’d sucked on her clit the night before, how he’d made her come, her moans ringing in his bedroom. Was he going to do that again? Oh God.

“Please?” She couldn’t believe she was begging him, and yet she couldn’t stop herself. “Lucas?”

“Patience, sweetheart.”

She groaned but didn’t move.

“You know who lives in the other condo?” She knew he wasn’t expecting a response so stayed quiet. “My best friend, Nolan. I gave him a call, and he promised he’d take a look at you. He does like brunettes, you know.”

She gulped. “You’re kidding, right?”

“What do you think?” He pressed into her back, his cock finding her ass even through his clothes and her panties. “I’m going to eat you and fuck you senseless, and all the while he’s going to watch. And you’re going to come, baby. You’re going to come so hard you’re going to need help to get back inside. How does that sound?”

Only a squeak left her mouth. He chuckled, his hands drifting down her front to slip into her bra. He weighed her breasts, his fingers opening and then closing around her nipples, squeezing, playing. Teasing. “Ohhh.”

Planning ahead

She was so wet he slid into her easily. He hadn’t even moved her, simply pressed his body over hers until she’d encircled his hips with her legs. Her breasts cushioned his chest as he started thrusting, the warmth of her shocking after those days spent without her. He’d forgotten how she felt. She was the only one with whom he’d had that sensation, as if her body had been meant for his.

She felt right, even when she made him mad, when she pissed him off so much he wanted nothing more than to turn her over his knee and slap her round ass. 

He gritted his teeth at the thought. That was something he hadn’t done to her yet, and it sounded like a splendid idea. She apparently hadn’t liked it when his friend had done it to her, but he’d do it differently. He’d prep her first, make her come so she was pliant in his arms, then he’d push her to her stomach and palm her butt. He’d slap it lightly at first, warming her skin with his hand, and then he’d really go for it. “Fuck,” he growled. 

“One more, one more!” She chanted, her nails digging into the skin of his biceps. 

She was nearly there, he thought as he felt her pussy tighten around his pounding length. He didn’t want to come right away though. He had so many positions in mind he wanted to move her body into, recalling how hot she’d been before. She might have complained but she’d always come at the end. Just like now… 

She shouted, her back bowing as she ground herself against him. He stilled, letting her enjoy her climax, his muscles hardening at the restraint it took him. When she started vibrating with aftershocks, he slid out of her and forced her onto her stomach. 

She moaned something but she didn’t have enough strength left to challenge him. He looked at her, admiring the curve of her lower back, the softness of her ass. “I did say I was going to punish you,” he said, his voice soft as he thought of his next step. 

Caught - Part 4 

She digs her nails into my thighs and moans. The vibrations make her throat tighten around my cock, and before I know it I’ve got one finger in her ass and my tongue up her pussy.

I want to cum but I won’t until she’s there too.

I don’t know what to concentrate on…the sucking warmth of her mouth, the sharp bite of her teeth as she pulls back and tease my cock…or how she’s clearly reaching for her orgasm, riding my face with abandon, little gasps turning into a soft breathy groan.

I feel her pussy contract around my tongue and push a second finger into her ass, triggering her climax. She lets go of my cock and writhes on top of me, mashing her face against my thigh in a vain attempt to remain quiet.

And when I think she’s forgotten about me now that she’s come, her fingers wrap tightly around the base of my dick. I swear and rock my hips up. “Shit!”

“Your turn,” she calls out.

She slides down until she’s kneeling on the floor. I sit up and grab her hair. Tug her down so her mouth finds my cock again. Sweet, sweet warmth. I shove my dick as far as I can and hear her choke. She doesn’t disappoint me however. She pulls back and sucks on the head before twirling her tongue around that sensitive spot on the underside.

“That’s it. Make me cum,” I growl.

She gazes up at me then, and that’s all it takes. Seeing her on her knees between my thighs, my cock in her mouth, that look in her eyes. Fuck, and my friend who’s still sleeping next door while I fuck his gilfriend’s mouth. While I made her cum with my tongue and my pussy… And that ass. That ass!

I cum like never before. I watch her struggle to swallow it all and smirk when I notice droplets of cum trickling down the corners of her mouth. She licks her lips, and they disappear with a swipe of her tongue. So fucking hot…

Caught - Part 3

“Need some help with that?”

I freeze. And look up just in time to see a naked body loom close, so close I can feel her bare tits brush my skin as she leans down and pushes on my shoulders. I take it she wants me to lie down. I can do that but, “What are you—”

“Shh. Don’t make a sound. He fell asleep, and I’m so freaking horny. Make me cum? Please?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

I must be dreaming, there’s no other explanation. She straddles my body and moves into a 69, her pussy inches from my face. I can’t see much without the lights on but fuck, can I smell her…

Then her mouth engulfs the head of my cock, and I struggle not to gasp out loud. Shit, that feels good! Even better than what I’d fantasized. My hips rock up. I want to shove more of my dick inside her wet warmth. I want to fuck her mouth and make her choke.

I can feel precum trickle out, and she happily licks it all, humming deep in her throat as she works my cock up and down, her lips stretched, her tits crushed against my stomach.

Bare curves everywhere. So fucking perfect.

I grab her ass in both hands and part her cheeks so I can lean up and taste her pussy for the first time. I flick my tongue over her clit then take it into my mouth, sucking it for long seconds before pulling away. I lick her pussy from top to bottom and back again. I’m so fucking horny I do something I usually only try with long-term girlfriends. I inch up and rim her asshole.

She digs her nails into my thighs and moans. The vibrations make her throat tighten around my cock, and before I know it I’ve got one finger in her ass and my tongue up her pussy.

I want to cum but I won’t until she’s there too.

…to be continued…

Caught - Part 2

Fuck, I can nearly feel it. I… What the hell?

I just heard a moan. Shit, either I’ve gone crazy or they’re having sex right next door. Before I can stop myself, I’m up and moving. I don’t think, I just walk out of the living room and straight down the corridor.

Their bedroom door is open. Wide open. On purpose?

I grab the doorjamb and take a deep breath. I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t… Fuck it! I’m so hard I’m already leaking precum but it gets worse when I lean in and take a peek.

The first thing I see is that ass I’ve been drooling over all evening. She’s on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed, her head bopping up and down as she sucks my friend’s dick.

She’s giving him a blowjob. The one thing I’ve been fantasizing about is happening right under my nose, except it’s not my cock being swallowed. That grates. And yet, I can’t seem to get my feet to move. I’m stuck in place, my eyes glued to the fingers I can now see creeping down her stomach.

Almost as if she can feel me there watching, she widens her legs, and I get an amazing shot of her shaved pussy. I stare, transfixed, as one slender digit parts her inner lips and flicks her clit.

She plays with herself, teasing her nub, sliding one then two fingers into her pussy. I can hear how wet she is from where I stand, and when she moans, the sound strangled, her mouth still full of dick, I nearly shoot my load.

That’s when I realize my hand is now back on my cock. Squeezing. It feels good but it ain’t nothing like my friend is getting. I ignore him as best as I can, ignore the way he’s fucking her mouth and how now he’s cumming and she’s swallowing it all. 

She is one fucking sexy woman.

Before I get caught, I tiptoe back to the cold sofa and lie back down. I need to cum. Soon. Now. Images of her ass run through my head. I’d give anything to pound into her, fuck her hard until she screams my name and cums all over my cock.

“Need some help with that?”

I freeze.

…to be continued…

New sensations

He was a goner from the moment he tasted her juices. 

He lost all notion of time, lost in the way she felt as he licked and sucked and fucked her pussy with his tongue. She came once, her shout ringing loudly in the room, but he didn’t stop, even when she begged him to stop, that her clit was too sensitive.

He simply slowed his caresses and told her she could take it. And she did. She came a second time, her pussy drenched, his face wet. He pushed onto his knees until he could reach her asshole, flicking the crinkled skin with the tip of his tongue.

She gasped. “Matt!”

He drew back a little and asked, “What is it, baby?”

“That feels so weird. No one’s ever done that before.”

“Rimming?”

“Yeah.”

“Like it?” He did it again just to make sure.

She wiggled her hips. “I… I think so.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle. “What if I do this?” He hardened his tongue and pressed it against the tight rim.

“Matt!”