Thursday, December 2, 2010

Hung Be the Heavens

Picture it.

You're strung up in front of the group. You have been for awhile now. Heart thumping. Blood rushing to unfamiliar places. Excited without measure.

I look over you approvingly. Your legs have been spread to allow me access and I take my place behind you. I push into your ass smoothly and begin to fuck you. Your moans echo across the room. All are watching in rapt attention, with wandering hand or two between the next person's legs.

I pull your head back by the hair, growl in your ear. 'Slut.' You try and nod but are too busy being racked by convulsions. You long for your clit to be played with, the merest touch would set you off. But not yet. Not just yet.

I unleash myself in your ass. Pumping load after load of hot cum into you. I bite your back, leaving my mark upon you before I slowly pull out. My cum begins to drip down your leg falling onto the floor below.

'Anyone want you clean up this mess?'

Two women approach you, one goes for your ass. Teasing your asshole with her tongue. Licking and sucking my cum out of you. The other starts to attack your clit with her mouth, giving you the release you've been craving since the evening began. Since the first rope was put across your breasts. You cum, almost violently, straining against your bonds. Sated, you relax, letting the hands caress you as they ease you back down to the ground.