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Bound To You – An Erotic Story Of Bondage And Bonding
Bound To You – An Erotic Story Of Bondage And Bonding
Alicia has been curious to try bondage with Eric for a while, and in this piece of female erotica, she invites to join in and live in her fantasy together.
Matthew's lips smooched my mouth with heated passion, and I matched his tongue, stroke for stroke.
We had managed to make it through the night without ripping each other's clothes apart. Now, leaning against the wall in my bedroom, our hands roamed each other's bodies in mismatched glides.
His shoes had been peeled off in hasty slips and tossed somewhere in the living room. I had no idea where my purse or sandals were. All I knew was that we had enjoyed yet another romantic date night, at my favorite restaurant, sipping on expensive old wine and having a great conversation and I could not be more pleased over how our three-month-old relationship was thriving thus far.
I pressed my fingers into Matthew's butt and dropped my head backward, giving him room to kiss and nip at the sides of my neck.
My fingers climbed up his back and scratched into his hair, weakened from the pleasure his lips ignited on the skin of my neck.
"I need to use the bathroom..." I spoke breathlessly over his head.
"Right now?" he objected, grabbing the hem of my dress. He pulled it upwards and I lifted my hands and allowed him to yank the entire fabric over my head and toss it over to the bed.
"Right now" I insisted, kissing him back on the lips.
I ducked under him and escaped towards the bathroom.
"Come on!" he complained, and I chuckled excitedly at the already protruding contents of his trousers.
"I'll be right back!" I blew him a kiss and retreated into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
Horny and eager myself, I removed my brassiere and panties... there were soaked in the middle! and tossed them into the bathtub. Then, I reached into the bottom drawer of my storage dresser and retracted the white shopping bag, carrying my satin set.
"Ali-i-icia" Matthew's voice rang impatiently into the bathroom,
"Coming!" I called back, dropping the large bag into the sink.
I opened it up and picked out the waist to thigh harness made of a beautiful blue satin and wore it over my naked butt, then I followed with the harness bra whose straps only went around my breast, leaving the entire flesh exposed.
I finished up with a spray of jasmine perfume and brushed my fingers nimbly through my hair.
I picked the matching satin ropes, silicone gags, and tickling feather stick and started towards the door.
When I pulled the door open and stepped back into the bedroom, Matthew was lying supine, completely naked.
"Wo-ow!" he quickly jumped to his feet and towards me, "You look per-rfect!" he praised, scoping my bare breasts with both hands.
His erection was pushing against my legs and standing between us, so I parted my thighs, and pressed my flesh around it.
Matthew groaned and mashed his lips down on mine
As we kissed, I began to walk, causing him to take back strides. When we got to my wingback chair, I went around him and sat down into the chair.
I threw the gag and everything I was holding on his body then wrapped my legs over the arms of the chair, "Tie me!" I demanded, crossing my hands above my head and Matthew swiftly leaned forward.
As he began fastening the cuffs around my writs, I craned my neck and nibbled at his nipple with my teeth, his body gyrated and a "yea-aah" escaped his mouth.
Secured, he sent the gag over my mouth and stood straight on his feet with the tickle feather stick in his right hand.
In circles, Matthew began to move around the chair, running the tickling stick across my nipples, ears, neck, and face before he finally knelt between my legs and ran the feathery stick, up and down my spread thighs, smearing my wet juice as he went.
It felt delicious! But I could only moan into the gag, covering my mouth.
When he moved the tickle feather stick aside and ran his tongue up the hood of my clitoris, I could only curl my toes downward and "hmmn-nn" pleasurably into the gag.
With apt precession, he licked the tender skin and nibbled on the lips until I was jerking against his face.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Matthew dropped my legs down to the floor and guided me up on my feet. He kneaded my breasts from behind before making me kneel on the chair with my back to him.
His hands rubbed the cheeks of my butt and his lips kissed the flesh and jiggled it before pushing inside me. He clung his hands onto my waist and I leaned forward, resting my bond hands over the top rail of the chair.
I felt him, thick and full... I felt him as he smacked in and out of me, I felt him to my sides, down to my toes and I rocked back against him with the speed of pleasure coursing through my veins.
Guttural moans filled the air...
I could feel my knees quake, I was about to come undone so I jerked out of him and let my squirt splash down the chair.
Matthew slid right back in and his fingers spread my butt cheeks apart. He held them in place and continued to pound away
I felt his pace escalate...
I watched him under my arm as his eyes tightened in concentration and his mouth drop ajar.
His waist, perfect in rhythm pushed and then convulsed, he groaned loudly and rocked his last strokes, and his seed seeped and filled me up.
He collapsed on my back and me on the chair.
A few seconds passed and his hand lazily went around my mouth and released the gag and I gasped, freely...
Finally!
WRITTEN BY, KYLIE JOY TERUNDU.
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