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Ropes, Gloves & Orgasms
I stand there, in our dining room, dressed like this, having squeezed my plus size curves into a teeny-weeney medium size dress that I can’t zip up at all, resulting in a hemline so short, that it barely covers the curves of my plump ass cheeks.
And I’m watching you hold the rope I tossed on your dinner plate.
"You know," you say, giving the rope a teasing little swing, "most women your age, if they were horny, would look at the calendar to see if tonight was date night."
"And where’s the fun in that?" I admit, stepping close and brushing my satin-gloved hand along your stubbled cheek. "Besides, I like being spontaneous and catching you off guard."
You laugh softly, then your hand, not the one holding the rope, slides up between my pantyhose thighs and your fingers begin caressing the cotton gusset covering my tingling pussy, making it even more damp from my arousal.
"You like this, don’t you?" you ask as you tease my clit with your probing fingers, applying the perfect amount of pressure to make my knees week.
My eyes close, "mmmmmmm, I love that", I whisper, as I reach out for the column behind me, using it to help keep my balance.
Your voice, low and gentle, "I like it too. As a matter of fact, I like every version of you; the dramatic one, the mischievous one, the one who walks in here like she’s about to rewrite the whole night, serving me a buffet of tits, ass and pussy instead of casserole."
"Well," I say, trying to slow myself down, even though I want nothing more than to feel you deep inside me, "I suppose that means my plan is working and I’m keeping you intrigued."
"Intrigued?" you say, folding your arms and smiling in that way that you smile when you’re really turned on, "Oh, yeah, I am. You walk in here with gloves, heels and rope, and I’m wondering what you have in mind tonight."
"Maybe I just like keeping you on your toes. You know that ropes are excellent for that. They make a couple communicate. They make a couple pay attention. And they make a couple cum so hard …when they’re used correctly."
I wink at you, feeling triumphant. "Admit it, you love it when I shake things up."
You reach out, taking my left wrist, and begin tying it to the column. I let you, eager to feel what would come next. I like that tonight, I’ll be your plaything.
"I love that you still surprise me," you whisper, nuzzling your face in my messy, curls, before stepping back and squeezing my tits, while looking into my eyes, "I love that you walk into a room like you own it. And I love that after all these years, you’re still the boldest, sexiest woman I’ve ever met."
"Good. Because I’m not done. Not tonight. Not ever. It feels too good, You feel too good."
"Turn around," you tell me, and I do.
My left wrist is firmly tied higher up on the column, and with my back to you, I can no longer see what’s happening.
I hear you unzip. I’m so horny that I know I’ll have to control myself from cumming too soon – and then I feel your hands on my hips, and you expertly pull my pantyhose down over my big ass.
"Bend over, you order,"
I do, and I’m rewarded when you plunge two fingers deep into my juicy cunt. I can feel your hard cock rubbing against my soft ass cheeks. My mind lights up………are you going to fuck my ass? We’ve never done that, ever. I’m excited, and nervous and your probing fingers in my cunt are driving me absolutely crazy with pleasure. I grip the shelf with my right hand, my left wrist is secured to the column, and I’m not sure what to expect……
And then……..
You thrust inside me…… You can finish the story …PUSSY or ASS? *wink*
But I will share this, that rope definitely DID make us cum hard!
