by
Jacqui
U unlock the door and are surprised by the pitch black silence.
"Libra......come here" I command.
Just the two of us.....on a rainy night. U make ur way awkwardly over to where I stand in the
middle of the dark room.
U try to adjust ur eyes to the nothing ness.
I kiss u....slowly.......and tenderly. Until u feel it between ur legs. I rub the tips of my nipples
againt ur chest.....teasing u until u try to reach under my skirt and reciprocate...
"No," I firmly push ur hands away and move behind u while my tongue traces my name on ur
neck.
U sigh with frustration as I wrap my arms around u and begin to tie a black silk cloth over ur
eyes. I stand in front of u and lift ur shirt and sports bra....
I lick ur nipples so slow.....as if I'm trying to savor the taste of cinnamon on them. Just then u feel
a hand grasp ur wrists behind ur back ....only to quickly replace it with handcuffs .
U feel yourself being led over to the table .
"Sit down," u hear me say.
U fumble ur way into the seat as u feel it being pushed in to the table.....
U are afraid to put ur hands on the table before u...for fear of what may be on it....
U squirm in ur seat...now juicy from ur excitement...little ripples of pleasure leap thru u. Ur
p****y starts jumping with each tingle of anticipation
All of a sudden u feel a warm prescence in front of u and u hear the table
Creak..
U feel a hand on the back of your neck stroking it....slowly it gently pushes
Ur head forward....
Towards the prescence in front of you...u smell that warm...salty scent...
And feel ur lips touch soft hot wet ones....
"Lick her.." u hear me command with a voice hoarse with passion
Amazed- a bit confused- and a tiny bit repulsed- u flick ur tongue out the tiniest bit- just a little-
thats all it takes to touch the thick juicy lips...u hear whoever is on the table inhale sharply
"Keep going" I instruct...still rubbing your neck..
U feel that familiar tingle rise up in u again as u move forward towards the hot lips portruding out
to you and begin to lick....slowly
U begin to make out the thick knob of a clitoris...and after slowly lickin up and down on the
slippery lips....u make wet cirlces around the clit
U feel my hands move from ur neck down to ur hardened nipples...stroking and rubing while you
begin to feast on the table....
U feel me release ur handcuffs and firmly place ur hands on the inside of two firm soft thighs
spread wide on the table
U keep licking and sucking and kissing as the p**** gets hotter, wetter and slicker....
Soon all u hear is the heavy breathing of the lucky girl on the table and the wet sucking noises ur
lips make between her legs
She reaches down and grabs ur head and begins to pump her ass back and forth on the table.....the
table creaks while she rides ur lips up and down.....
U feel something brush against ur thigh under the table
U begin to get so horny that u start moaning while licking and sucking....u rub the smooth thighs
then spread the slippery lips apart to gently flick ur tongue againt the stiff clit....
Finally u hear a long low moan escape from her lips
At the same time a louder moan rushes from ur mouth without u even realizing why....
As u bring table lady to a loud shaking climax.....u feel my hands undoing ur belt and pulling ur
pants down
U feel me under the table licking ur clit over and over through the fabric of ur boxers
U spread ur thighs wider and shift urself forward on the seat
To better accompany me
All the wile u keep slowly lickin table lady as she winds down from her orgasm. Rockin slowly on
the table
She pulls back from ur wet salty lips...
Gets off the table and under it with me
U feel two sets of hands rubbing ur thighs and legs and spreading them even further apart
Someone`s hands put ur legs up on the arms of the chair
Then all u feel is tongues and lips .......driving u crazy....as we take turns.....
For hours......
Then- as suddenly as it began- u hear a door shut and I remove ur blind fold....
I stand there alone- never to tell u who our mystery guest was.....
THE END
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