7 comments/ 50270 views/ 9 favorites Cuffed and Co-Ed Ch. 01 By: ellabee Jill paced anxiously around her room, absentmindedly tidying her and her roommate's belongings. Her long, brown hair stuck to the back of her neck. It was the end of September, but the Midwest weather was unseasonably warm. Her boyfriend Alex was visiting her for the first time at school and was due to arrive any minute. She tugged off her gray State U hoodie, revealing a pale pink camisole that barely brushed the top of her faded denim jeans. As she pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail, her cell phone rang on her desk. Text message, from Alex: "in the parking lot." Jill smiled and dashed down the stairs. Alex leaned against his silver sedan, smiling his gorgeous half-smile. Jill ran up to him, and the two embraced passionately, smothering each other with deep kisses. Alex broke off, looking down at Jill. "Hey you," he whispered. Jill shuddered. "Hey yourself." She snuggled into the crease between his chest and shoulder and breathed in deeply. He smelled the same -- a mix of musky cologne and freshly cut grass. She looked up at him and caught a knowing look in his eyes. "Follow me," she said, interlocking his fingers with hers. Jill raced up the stairwell with Alex on her heels. She had bribed her roommate with money for dinner, a movie, and a bottle of wine, guaranteeing she had the room to herself until the morning. The two burst into the small apartment and wasted little time. Alex slung Jill's camisole and bra over her head, exposing her firm, full breasts. He cupped them in his hands, admiring their perkiness. As he ran his thumbs over their pert nipples, Jill sighed softly. It had been so long, she thought... Kissing passionately, the couple fell back onto Jill's futon, pulled out ahead of time in preparation for Alex's arrival. Jill tugged at Alex's shirt, threw it to the ground, and fumbled with his belt buckle. The two stopped kissing to completely disrobe. Alex stepped out of his boxers and looked over at the back of his naked girlfriend. Her chestnut tresses were curled ever so slightly from humidity. His gaze drifted down the curve of her spine, and he grew hard looking at her perfect ass, round and firm. Jill turned around. "Staring again, are you?" she laughed. Alex shrugged and began to rummage through his overnight bag. A glint of silver caught his eye, and he pulled out a shiny new pair of handcuffs. Jill eyed them suspiciously. She and Alex had discussed "spicing up" their romance, but handcuffs seemed over-the-top. She looked at Alex, who oozed an air of casual sexiness. He stood naked as a half-smile played upon his lips, dangling the cuffs from two fingers. She laughed nervously. "Are those for me?" He shook his head, laughing. "Lie on your bed," he said, commanding more than suggesting. A shiver ran down Jill's spine. He never spoke like that to her. She liked it. "And what if I don't?" she said, teasing, seeing how far the domination would go. Alex looked serious. "I said 'lie.' You do what I say." He swatted her bare ass hard, punctuating his authority. She jumped, surprised, but beating down any outward signs of excitement. Alex didn't have to wait for Jill to moan to know she liked it. He hit her again, harder, and grabbed her butt cheek for emphasis. Jill looked at Alex with the puppy-dog eyes that made him melt. The green-gray of her irises caught the dimming light of the late-afternoon sun, and Alex had to suppress the urge to grab her right there and kiss her until she begged for mercy. He was in charge. Those eyes couldn't, shouldn't, change that. He pointed to the bedroom, and Jill dutifully turned around and trotted towards the bed, the red outline of four fingers still glowing on her left cheek. "That's better," he said, grabbing his backpack and following her. Jill was wet from anticipation. She climbed on the bed, excited about the prospect of being dominated until she begged him to cum. She lay still, exposed and dripping. Alex carefully placed her hands behind the bedpost. The smooth, cold metal grazed the soft skin of Jill's inner wrist as Alex forced her hands between the cuffs. He snapped each one shut. Jill was trapped. Her hands were attached to each other, and Alex had manipulated the chain between each cuff between a rung on her bedpost. Her arms were suspended above her head. Nasty thoughts raced through Jill's mind, thoughts that she had avoided in the past. Alex could do anything he wanted to her... Alex surveyed his work, noting the look of fear and excitement in Jill's big doe eyes. Her taut, young body looked helpless and vulnerable against the sheets, nearly immobile. He watched her chest rise and fall, and saw she was clearly enjoying the anticipation of whatever sexual escapades he had in mind. Alex's stiff member twitched at the sight, and a drop of precum formed at the tip of his full, pink head. He crawled on top of Jill, kneeling over her shoulders and head. "Lick it," he instructed, and leaned forward so his cock was mere centimeters from her lips. Jill extended her tongue, barely grazing Alex's head as she caught the bead of precum. Alex inched forward, allowing Jill to take the mushroom of his cock into her mouth. She licked all of his sensitive spots with enthusiasm, giving special attention to the underside of his head. Jill moved her tongue in short, quick bursts, sending jolts of electricity down Alex's shaft. He thrusted, and Jill took most of his six inches into her mouth. She expertly accepted each forceful movement of Alex's dick, relishing in his hardness. Alex sighed, humping Jill's mouth harder and faster with every gyration of his hips. Jill's mouth was like a hot, tight pussy, and he felt a wonderful warmth washing over his body, signaling his increasing arousal. After a few minutes of deep throating, Alex crawled off Jill. He walked over to his backpack to grab another toy. Jill moaned when he pulled out a smooth, glass butt plug. It was her favorite toy. The object was tapered perfectly to deliver the ultimate "filled" sensation. It was no more than a few centimeters wide at the top, but grew significantly to three inches in diameter at its fullest point. It had two heads. One pushed up against the wall between her anal cavity and vaginal wall, which seemed to triple the effect of each of Alex's forceful thrust. The lower head stretched her muscles so wide it almost hurt -- but the pain was so satisfying that Jill relished in each moment. Her anal muscles contracted as her memories with the butt plug flooded her. Jill snapped back to the present when she heard a small *pop* from the foot of her bed. Alex had also brought lube, and had begun pouring it on the tip of the toy. He crawled over to her, grazing her taut thigh muscles with his hands. "You're going to take it all, Jill," he ordered. "You can't pop it out. You're not allowed to let it slip from your ass." That's impossible, thought Jill, how does he expect me to... and in slipped the first head of the plug. It tickled her. The smooth glass felt cool inside her, and it was small enough to slide comfortably in without hitting the tight band of muscle that made her wince. Unfortunately, this meant Jill had no control over the toy's own manipulations. Alex sat on the foot of the bed, watching Jill squirm with pleasure and concentration. Despite her best efforts, the toy slipped out unassumingly onto the sheets. Alex shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, Jill," he exclaimed, "you disobeyed me. I said to hold the toy in your tight ass. Your little slut of an asshole can't hold a small plug like that?" He held it up angrily. "This requires punishment." Alex rummaged through Jill's closet and found two skinny scarves in State's colors. He tugged on them, displaying how tight they could become, and Jill drew a sharp breath in. She had never seen Alex so serious. She liked this new trait. Alex wrapped each of Jill's ankles tightly in the makeshift restraints, tying them to the far ends of the bedposts. Now Jill was completely helpless, immobile and dripping fluid, and seemingly unable to complete Alex's demands. He sat on top of her, rubbing his cock into the folds of her mound. A soft moan escaped her lips. He pressed down harder, and gyrated his throbbing cock onto the growing bud of her clit. She moaned louder, unable to suppress her pleasure. "Are you enjoying this, Jill?" Alex asked. Jill was hardly able to answer. "Yes..." came the half-whispered, barely audible response. "Louder." "Yessssss," she hissed, bucking her hips to meet his cock. "Call me sir!" he demanded. "Yes, sir!" she cried. He stopped abruptly, and Jill slumped back into the envelope of the squishy mattress in frustration. Alex slapped Jill lightly across the face. "You'll appreciate what pleasure I give to you," he snarled, and Jill's eyes opened wide. She forced herself, despite the restraints, to lie at attention. Alex changed positions, reassuming his previous perch at the entrance of Jill's hole. He eased the first head of the toy into her and twirled the object, making her gasp with delight. He then shoved the remainder of the butt plug into her ass, giving her the satisfaction of a completely stuffed anal cavity. "Oh!" cried Jill with surprise and pleasure. Alex allowed himself his molasses-slow smile, as Jill's eyes were closed as she concentrated on the pleasure and Alex's instructions. He crawled towards her on the bed, holding the plug in place with his knee as he leaned over her. "I'm going to make you come," Alex whispered in Jill's ear. Her eyes were wide-open now; she leaned closer, grazing her cheek to his to drink in every word. "You, my little slut, have earned your reward." He kissed her on the mouth, grabbing her face with both of his strong, masculine hands. The two greedily kissed, and Alex shoved his tongue down Jill's throat. Jill responded by massaging his tongue deeply, and her kiss was one of love, affection...and desire for the heart-pounding orgasm Alex had promised. Alex found Jill's lower lip and nibbled lightly while inching his knee closer to Jill's flesh. The plug inched in slightly deeper, and Jill grabbed the back of Alex's neck. She was ready to come... Alex kissed his way down Jill's body, now lightly glazed with a fine sweat from the heat from the stifling apartment and between her legs. He paused at the top of her freshly-shaven mound, admiring the feel of the baby-smooth skin against his cheek. He appreciated the way her lips met and formed a beautiful gash between her legs, which was now glistening with her wetness. After giving the butt plug a small tug and push, he spread her lips wide, blowing hot bursts of air over her engorged clit. Jill squirmed, but the handcuffs prevented her from pushing Alex's head onto her hot button. She was absolutely helpless, a slave to the pleasure Alex could give or deny. Alex descended on her clit, giving the pearl a tentative lick that sent shivers down Jill's abdomen and spine. He licked up the shaft of her clit, then back down. Slowly at first, Alex built his speed, worshipping Jill with his tongue and mouth. He swirled and splashed his tongue up and down and around her clit, making her wiggle with pleasure and moan. Alex sucked on her clit, pushing her deep inside his mouth. Jill's cries of pleasure became a string of indistinguishable guttural noises, and her abdominal muscles clenched. She gyrated her hips against his face, driving herself closer to climax. Alex pulled away. "Beg me to come," he ordered, but Jill only groaned in frustration. She was stubborn, and hated asking for the release she thought was due to her after a prolonged, torturous session of foreplay. Alex, however, was just as mule-headed. He eased the butt plug slowly out of her ass, an act he knew would bring Jill more discomfort than pleasure. Just as she tensed up in agony, he plunged the entirety of the toy back in to the depths of her cavity. "Alex, please!" she exclaimed, desperate for climax. "Beg. Beg for your orgasm, slut," he demanded, now pumping the plug in and out of Jill's gaping asshole. "Make me come! Make me come!" Jill nearly screamed. Alex wasn't pleased. "Call me sir," he asked. "Sir, make me come! MAKE ME COME!" Alex grew annoyed. Jill wasn't begging, she was demanding, and she was so close to climax she didn't understand or care about the difference. He stopped playing with her pleasure zones entirely and crawled up to her face. Sitting on her chest, he sighed. "You will beg for your orgasm," he explained, impatience biting at every word. "You will plead and cry and when you can no longer stand not to come, you will be rewarded." He shoved his cock back into her mouth, pumping it violently in and out of her hot lips. Jill gagged and choked on the long member, but sucked thankfully on the cock, desperate for Alex's body and her own pleasure. Alex tilted his head back with delight. Jill had such a way of sucking cock, he thought... He gave Jill a few more hard thrusts, and eased once again down her torso. Slipping one, then two, digits inside her sopping pussy, he pumped back and forth, rubbing the rough patch inside the walls of her canal that made her legs twitch. Jill's orgasm begun anew. "Make me come, please, Alex, sir, make me come. I need you to lick my juices until I'm dry!" She mustered her sexiest voice and dirtiest words, though she was almost sobbing with desire. Alex sucked on her clit again while pumping his fingers into her tight hole. She felt the butt plug graze his fingers through the thin walls of her pussy and ass, and the sensation of being stuffed with toys and fingers while her lover slurped down her juices was too much to bear. "Make me come, sir," she sobbed. "I need you to release me. I can't hold back, please, sir, I'm begging you....MAKE ME..." Alex looked up at poor, tortured Jill. "Come, now," he cried, and come she did. Her begging became nonsense as she screamed aloud, straining against her handcuffs as she struggled to move away from the pleasure. Alex was relentless, and Jill squirted for the first time, sending hot gushes of girlcum into his mouth as he continued to suck and lick her clit. Her whole body shook against the restraints. Her toes curled as the throes of her orgasm overtook her, sending warmth into every crevice of her body. As the last waves of orgasm receded, Jill slumped, exhausted, into the pillows of her bed. Alex gave her pussy one last, lingering lick down its entirety, which made Jill jump with one last pang of climax. He yanked at the plug, tossing it into his backpack, and loosened her foot restraints. "You," he said to her as he nuzzled against her naked form, "are a complete slut for dominance." Jill looked sheepish, but couldn't deny Alex's claim. "Could you undo my handcuffs?" she asked, dodging the statement. Alex was amused. "It's going to cost you..." "What now?" He undid the lock with the key, and Jill massaged her freed wrists. He leaned in closely, whispering in her ear, "It's my turn..." Cuffed and Co-Ed Ch. 02 Continued from Chapter One... Alex undid the lock to the handcuffs with the key, and Jill massaged her freed wrists. He leaned in closely, whispering in her ear, "It's my turn..." Jill grinned widely. Her orgasm had been divine, and the warmth in her toes still hadn't fully receded. She couldn't wait to devour Alex's cock, to suck him to orgasm as he called out her name in a fit of passion. Alex kissed Jill deeply on the mouth. The taste of her girlcum clung to him, and Jill sucked her moisture greedily off his lips. Their tongues dove deep into the recesses of each other's mouths. Jill kissed Alex passionately for minutes, her body glowing from her post-orgasmic bliss. After a few minutes more of fulfilling kisses, Alex could no longer stand his postponed pleasure. He pulled away from Jill and forced her head down his torso. She took the cue without missing a beat, and continued her soft, luscious kisses down his muscular chest and toned stomach. She paused momentarily at the top of his pubic bone, breathing in his musky scent deeply. Alex didn't like her pause and forced her down further, placing her mouth strategically on his throbbing head. "Blow me," he instructed, "hard and fast. Don't stop until I say you may stop." "I guess this domination thing applies to his pleasure, too," thought Jill. She played along, moaning softly as she took the entirety of his cock into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on his full shaft, relishing in its stiffness. Alex settled back on Jill's multitude of pillows, thoroughly enjoying the loving attention his girlfriend gave to his cock. She dove deep, taking his full six inches with relative ease, and swallowed, creating a vacuum between her cheeks. The pressure against all points of Alex's dick felt amazing. He sighed as his cock twitched in Jill's mouth, hitting the roof of her mouth. Jill pulled her mouth slowly up the shaft of Alex's erection, dragging her tongue along the underbelly of his penis. When she reached the head of his dick, a drop of precum had leaked from the tip. Jill eagerly licked the droplet of moisture, and sucked hard on the tip to stimulate more wetness. Alex was thoroughly enjoying Jill's teasing blowjob, but wanted his orgasm now. "Too slow," he said assertively. He eased Jill off her bed with his feet so she was kneeling on the floor next to her bed. He swung his legs around so his cock once again met Jill's lips and grabbed her hair. "Blow me like you mean it, cock-slut." Alex forced her head to take most of his stiff cock, and bobbed her head up and down the length in rapid bursts. Jill's mouth was moving at a lightning speed over his erection, sucking and fucking with her tongue and lips. Alex stopped shoving her head abruptly when the entirety of his cock was in her mouth, and Jill squealed as the tip of his dick tickled her tonsils. She gagged, but Alex held her head in place to stop her squirming. Just as Jill thought she could no longer ignore her gag reflex, Alex pulled her hair roughly back, and Jill released his dick as she flew backwards. He held on tight to her chestnut locks, forcing her head upwards. Their eyes met. Alex worried that the sudden onslaught of domination was too much for innocent and sweet Jill to handle. He started to loosen his grip, but then stopped himself. Despite the pain and uncomfortable position, Alex noted the hint of a sparkle in Jill's eyes. She was enjoying this as much as he was. "That little slut," he laughed to himself. The rougher he became with her, the wetter Jill grew between her legs. He forced her head down again, and Jill was nose-to-skin with his ballsack. "Lick," he commanded, and she happily complied. She licked the entirety of his scrotum, relishing in the tickliness of his curly black hairs on her chin. She lightly grazed her teeth against the skin, and Alex moaned. He grasped the base of his cock, stroking it lightly. Jill had already given him plenty of lube with her blowjob, and his hand slipped smoothly up and down the length of his shaft. Alex pumped slowly as Jill's tongue flirted with his nuts. He grazed his fingers down the sensitive underbelly of his cock, making himself twitch with excitement. Jill grew more adventurous. She carefully drew one of his balls into her mouth and sucked gently. Alex almost collapsed backwards from the unexpected pleasure from his ballsack, and pumped his cock harder in his hand. He stopped Jill from sucking any longer, gently pushing her head away from his scrotum. He needed more. He would have come hard with Jill sucking away on his nuts, but he wanted to humiliate her into subservience. "Lick my asshole," he commanded. Jill was stunned. Alex had never, ever, EVER displayed any interest in anal play -- that was exclusively Jill's domain. He'd always claimed (however inaccurately) that men who enjoyed anal stimulation were "gay." This was weird. Jill moved her head as if to continue licking his balls and the area between his ass and testicles, but Alex stopped her. He slapped her across the face again, harder this time. It stung, and his hand left her cheek red. Jill realized he was serious. "But boy butts are gross!" she whined to herself. "His is all hairy and unkempt..." She felt sick at the thought of licking his asshole. Fingering she would have agreed to, but a rimjob? "Ew," she muttered under her breath. Alex saw her visible discomfort and heard her mutterings. "I don't care what you think," he said, grabbing her chin to make her look into his eyes. "You're going to rim my ass, and you're going to like it." He figured that if she truly hated it, he could make her stop and blow him again. This was a win-win situation. He eased back onto the bed and lifted his legs up higher to give Jill a perfect view of his puckered ass hole. Jill swallowed her pride and her inhibitions. She was done hesitating. Drawing closer to his ass, she grabbed onto his thighs. She licked cautiously, surprised that Alex's ass tasted so much like nothing at all. She dove in, licking the sensitive skin of his anus, making small circles around the opening. Alex had never felt a better sensation. Every flick of Jill's soft tongue sent shivers down his spine. He cried out in pleasure, begging Jill for more. "Ohhh, baby, that feels terrific..." he moaned, breaking character in the throes of his passion. He grabbed onto Jill's head, forcing her closer to the hole. His other hand was a blur of motion on his fully erect cock. The pleasure building inside was unstoppable. Jill found herself surprised at how much she enjoyed rimming Alex. She spread his cheeks apart, giving her full control of his pleasure. Her tongue swirled around the entrance to his ass, and she darted it in and out of the hole, fucking him with her tongue. Alex was nearing the brink of orgasm. His balls tightened, and he felt the sperm rising inside his dick. He grabbed Jill and lifted her onto the bed. He straddled her, sitting on her beautiful, ample chest. Jill grinned, but he smacked her for a third time. "No smiling," he grunted, resuming the relentless pounding against his meat. "Open wide." Jill closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. She wiggled her trapped arm out from under Alex's strong thighs and licked her finger. Alex was oblivious as he rubbed his bulging cock to orgasm. She stuck her lubricated finger between his ass cheeks and wiggled it until it slipped into Alex's anal cavity. Alex groaned. Jill felt a hot splash of come against her bottom lip, and she licked it up. He cried out, rocking his hips against her chest as he released rope after rope of hot jizz on Jill. Semen splashed everywhere: on Jill's neck, cheeks, and lips. Alex leaned over Jill's mouth and milked the last drops of come onto her tongue. Alex collapsed on the bed, exhausted from his efforts. He managed to pin Jill down as she struggled to get off the bed and clean the semen off her upper body. "Suck it off yourself," he sighed, and closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep. Alex watched lazily as Jill scooped up the sticky semen with her fingers. She dragged a trail of come from her shoulder to her neck, and the fluid clung to her skin as she lifted her fingers to her mouth. Alex caught the goo and made her lick his fingers clean. Jill cleaned her upper body of the come, thoroughly enjoying his mess on her slim frame. After she had licked every last drop of Alex's come from her body, Jill rolled on top of her boyfriend. She looked into his half-closed eyes, delirious from his climax. "I like it when you're in charge, baby," she mused, running her fingers down his taut frame. "You do?" he laughed, though he knew before the weekend began that she was going to love what he had in store for her. "Let's do it again..." "Oh, sugar," he said, "we've only just begun..." Cuffed and Co-Ed Ch. 03 Continued from Chapter Two... Jill stirred. The bright sunlight poured through the gaping cracks in her blinds, dancing on the specks of dust floating through the air. The beams of light glared viciously on the multitude of posters on the dishwater-gray walls. The reflection from her black and white poster of Johnny Depp hit Jill's half-open eyes. Groggily, she sat up in bed. Clutching at the brightly patterned bedspread, Jill assessed her room. She didn't remember entering it last night, but she had made quite the mess of her belongings. Her worn, paint-spattered vanity was barely visible under the chaos of several tubes of lip-gloss, open containers of foundation and creams, and tubs of glitter. Her jewelry case was a knot of necklaces and bracelets, and all twenty pair of her earrings lay in a heap below a pile of used cotton balls. Her closet doors had been thrown open, and most of its contents had been scattered across the tiny room. She blinked, unable to see her faded, moss green carpeting below a particularly large mound of jeans. Jill pulled back the covers. She was wearing last night's outfit, a very cute tube top and jeans number that displayed her ample cleavage and shapely ass. Bits of the previous evening flashed through her mind: after she and Alex had licked each other a hearty "hello," they went to dinner and out to a party on Fraternity Row. The Sigs were, per usual, sponsoring a campus-wide kegger. The rest was a blur of cheap beer and slurred words. Alex snored softly to Jill's left. She gazed tenderly at him, watching his eyelids flutter through a dream, undoubtedly involving her. He had changed into comfortable clothing last night; obviously, he had not become as drunk as she had been. She stroked his white tee shirt lightly, as she did not want to wake him. Jill looked towards the window. The bright light seared her vision, causing her brain to pound against her skull. She flopped back on the bed, groaning from the sudden onset of a killer hangover. Alex opened his eyes and turned to his side. Jill's eyes had fluttered closed, and she was rubbing her temples with her index and middle fingers. He smiled, forgetting exactly how many beers she had consumed before they hobbled home together. She looked peaceful and cute, he thought, admiring how good she looked, albeit ill and in yesterday's rumpled clothing. They had not had sex the previous evening. Jill stumbled into her messy bedroom last night and passed out on her bed, leaving Alex horny and alone. This morning, he was not going to let Jill blow him off again. He rolled on top of her. "Alex, geroff," Jill mumbled, squinching her eyes together tightly. Alex paid no attention to his sleepy girlfriend. He grazed her cheek with his lips, breathing heavily down the side of her face. He kissed down her jawbone to her neck, softly planting his lips on her most delicate skin. Jill kept her eyes closed, but his kisses roused her. Her headache seemed to subside as her other nerve endings registered only pleasure. Alex's kisses were nearly imperceptible, but each tiny sensation sent shivers down the back of her neck. She reached over with her right hand and grazed his neck, pulling him slightly closer to her. Alex didn't need Jill to draw him near to know that she was enjoying his teasing caresses. He ran his hand lightly down her shoulder, gently cupping the delicate, full curve of her firm breast. He ran his finger lightly over the silky softness of her tube top. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the coolness of the material made Jill gasp softly. Her pert nipples stood at attention, and Alex turned his head to admire the two pea-size mounds straining at the fabric. Alex kissed her neck again. "Good morning," he whispered sexily in her ear. "Is it?" Jill groaned. Her brain seemed to thud against her skull heavily with every beat of her heart. Alex laughed and crawled off Jill. Walking away from the bed, he tore his thin tee off his toned frame. "Get naked," he commanded, strutting towards the bathroom. "You have five minutes." Jill sat up enough to admire his back before he exited the room and turned towards the bathroom. His skin was lightly bronzed, fading from its former golden hue last summer. Alex rarely worked out, but his skin was tight and his muscles firm. He was strong, not built; fit, but not muscle-y. Jill's eyes ran down his barely perceptible ripples and rested on the V of his lower back, admiring the thin tuft of hair poking above his boxers. Alex disappeared into her bathroom, and Jill tore her eyes away from where he had stood to the mirror. She was a mess. She sprung out of bed in shock. Her hair was sticking up in four different directions. Some pieces were poker straight from her dedicated flat-ironing last night, but some bits had curled from the smoke and heat of the Sigs' basement. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot. Her clothes were wrinkled -- and was that beer and marijuana she smelled? She sniffed, coughed, and doused herself with perfume. Jill only had a few minutes to make herself into a sexy siren, and she bemoaned her circumstances while stripping her clothes quickly. Her tube top flew through the air, and she shimmied her jeans down her slender thighs. Thong and socks were discarded into the small mountain that was Jill's clothing collection. She attacked her hair with a wiry brush, taming the beast of her follicles. By some miracle, her hair fell almost straight after a quick brushing. Jill was dabbing concealer under her eyes when she heard Alex creak open the bathroom door. Alex walked into the room in time to see Jill dive, nude, onto the bed. He grinned as he walked towards her with a glass of water and two aspirin tablets. "Take these," he said, "and then we can have some fun..." As Jill gulped down the water, Alex spread her thighs apart. He kissed up her thighs slowly, moving towards her heat-radiating pussy. She was already wet. Alex took a deep breath and sighed. He loved the smell of Jill's snatch. It was slightly musky without being fishy, and had a sweet tinge to it that made her seem ultra-girly. Alex halted his kissing halfway up Jill's thigh. She had hastily placed the cup on the nightstand and inched her way closer to Alex. He looked up at her neatly trimmed pussy, admiring how wet she was already. He hadn't even touched her most private regions, yet he caught the hint of wetness around her slit, almost glistening in the morning sun. Even her outer lips, normally quite full, had swollen slightly. Jill was ready to fuck. Jill felt Alex cease his path of kisses up her inner thigh and opened her eyes. She squirmed, slightly frustrated, though she never expected him to dive right into her juices so early in their lovemaking. She watched him reach over her frame, speckled with goose bumps from chill and anticipation, and open the drawer on her nightstand. Handcuffs again? she thought, surprised that Alex was so into their domination play of yesterday. Still, she felt a twinge of desire deep inside her, happy that he had introduced something new into their repertoire. Almost instinctively, Jill raised her arms above her head, waiting to be handcuffed. Alex slipped the first loop around her right wrist, straddling her abdomen while doing so. "Somebody wants to be dominated," he chuckled, thoroughly pleased with how willing a submissive Jill was turning out to be. He snapped the ring of the second cuff shut, and Jill shivered. She was unable to resist his advances. Alex hoisted himself into a standing position, the bottom of his shorts level with Jill's nose. "I'm wearing too many articles of clothing," he declared as Jill noticed he was naked except for his boxers. "Strip me." Jill clanged the handcuffs against the bed post, as if to say, "I'm cuffed. How can I strip you?" Alex, however, did not want Jill to use her hands. He wordlessly pulled her face to his boxers. "Pull them off..." he said. Jill understood. She grasped the edge of his boxers with her teeth, sliding them down to his knees. Alex bent over and pulled her back into a sitting position. She was now facing his half-erect dick. Without hesitation, Jill plunged the member into her mouth, sucking furiously. She felt his cock swell in her mouth as she sucked hot and fast, desperate to make him fully erect. He grew, and Jill felt the blood rushing underneath the sensitive skin as she eagerly licked down his shaft. Alex groaned as he reached his full size, and shoved his cock to the back of Jill's throat. He felt her stuffed mouth clamp down on him. Jill gagged as the tip of his head grazed her tonsils, relishing in the fullness of his cock. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his smooth skin on her rough tongue. Alex, however, had other plans for her. His boxers had fallen to his knees during Jill's quick, yet effective, blowjob, and he stepped out of them, chucking them to the floor with a fast jerk of his ankle. He sank onto the bed, rubbing his nose on Jill's. "Are you ready to be dominated again?" he asked her. "Yes, Sir," Jill replied, a sly grin on her face. "Good," Alex said simply, and kissed her deeply on the mouth. He grabbed her face with both hands, rubbing her cheeks as he forced her mouth open with his tongue. Their tongues mashed together with passion, and Jill pushed her face closer to probe the recesses of his mouth more deeply. Alex broke away. He looked serious, but Jill caught the hint of a smile in his eyes. She leaned back against the bedpost as he ran his hands down her shoulders, sighing as his fingers grazed her nipples. Already standing at attention, the two buds felt electric as Alex ran his fingers lightly over them, moving slightly up and down as Jill became more turned on from his caresses. He ran her nipples between his fingers, rolling and pinching them until they stood quire erect, pink from pressure. He took her left breast in his mouth, alternating his actions between sucks and soft bites. Alex watched her face as she bit her lower lip, clearly enjoying the pleasure she was receiving. He bit harder, and Jill screwed her eyes shut from excitement. Nibbling steadily, Alex resumed his pinching on her other breast, kneading the nipple between his fingers. He felt a warm sensation on his thigh -- Jill's pussy, resting on his leg, had become very wet. Alex broke away from Jill's breast and slapped her across the face. She looked shocked, but Alex offered no further explanation than, "Lick it off my thigh." He stood, and Jill was forced to lick her wetness of his skin. Alex had grabbed the key to the handcuffs while standing and was fiddling with the lock as Jill licked the last patch of wetness from his skin. She was surprised to hear the clang of metal moving away from her bed frame. She looked up at her released wrists. "Turn onto your stomach," Alex instructed. Jill rolled over, fearing the worst. She was very open to sexual experimentation, but had never allowed Alex to penetrate her on all fours. Her mind raced as Alex chained her back to the bedpost. Her ass was far from perfect, she felt -- would she look fat from that angle? Jill's thoughts were cut short as she felt Alex roughly force her into a kneeling position. Grabbing hold of the bars for support, Jill felt exposed and slightly uncomfortable. "Alex..." she started, but she was interrupted by Alex's gruff voice from behind. "Call me 'Sir,'" he reminded her, slapping her ass to punctuate his point. "Sir, are you going to fuck me doggie-style today?" Alex didn't respond, but slapped her a few more times, leaving red imprints on her ass. He spread her lips apart, gasping over the beauty of her pussy. He eased one, then two, fingers into her hole, increasing his speed as Jill moaned. His thumb found her clit, and Jill rocked her hips against his arm as the pleasurable sensations inside her grew. When Alex found he could easily guide a third finger into Jill's snatch, he finger-fucked her hard, growing more aroused with each fwack-fwack-fwack from her wetness. Jill moaned deeply, shaking her bound wrists against the bed post. Alex's roughness tortured her beaten pussy, but she loved every moment of his fast fucking. She felt shivers as the top of his index finger inadvertently stroked the rough patch of her canal. If he doesn't stop soon, she thought, I'll be coming in moments... Alex slowed his wiggling fingers, as if he read Jill's mind. He popped two fingers out of her slit, teasingly running the remaining digit in and out of her hole. His recently removed fingers dripped with Jill's wetness. As he slowly pulled his index finger out of Jill's pussy, Alex dredged a trail of wetness from the entrance to his fingertips. He broke the trail and curved his body over Jill's, placing his hand in her mouth. Jill relished in her taste on his fingertips, sucking deeply. She took his three fingers to the lower knuckles, slurping up her wetness. The musky sweetness was intoxicating. She licked, groaning. Alex shoved his fingers deeper down her throat, and she took his fingers willingly. She sucked until every drop of her wetness was gone. Alex removed his fingers and grabbed her hips. Steadying himself, he guided his cock to the opening of her canal. Jill felt his head circle her pussy lips, stretching them to fit him. She shuddered. The moment before sex was one of Jill's favorite parts of sex, second only to sweet climax. The anticipation of what was to come thrilled her, made her shiver. Her pussy twitched in excitement, and Alex felt the flutter of muscle against his cock head. Alex could not wait any longer, and he did not think Jill could, either. "Ready for me to fuck you, bitch?" he asked, thrusting her hips back towards him roughly. "Ooh, yeah," Jill moaned. "Ask for it," he commanded. "Fuck me, Alex!" she cried. "Beg for it..." "Fuck me, now, please!" Alex plunged his shaft into Jill's hole. The tightness of her pussy from this angle felt like a vise against his cock. He pulled back slightly and thrusted again, probing the depths of her pussy a bit further. Slowly, he pulled in and out, fucking Jill's snatch deeper and deeper, until he was able to penetrate her with his full length. Leaned over against the bed, handcuffed, Jill buried her head into her pillows and moaned with animal-like intensity. Alex's thrusts grew stronger and deeper, and Jill felt every square inch of his member. His balls slapped against her thighs, and he grunted with every drive of his hips. He squeezed the skin on her hips, pulling her closer, pushing her away. The couple fell into a steady rhythm. Alex pounded Jill hard, his head thrown back in pleasure. He punctuated his thrusts with slaps across her ass, her thick cheeks absorbing the shock with redness. He could see the light blue and black from yesterday's rendezvous, grinning with the thought of two imperfect bruises on her otherwise flawless rear. With each smack, Jill groaned. What was I so afraid of, she asked herself, this feels amazing...Her orgasm was building deep within, and she hadn't been able to reach her clit from her restraints. Alex's cock had pushed against her g-spot with every fucking motion, and the intense passion of her climax teased her in a rising wave. Alex's slaps made her cry out, a strangled moan indicating her mix of pain and pleasure. "Fuck me like a slut, Sir!" she cried, shocking herself with her vulgarity. Their sex had become animal, raw with a burning passion that seemed unquenchable as their heat grew. Alex responded only with a grunt, but he responded by increasing his pace. His cock seemed to fly in and out of Jill's pussy, and she could no longer feel every inch of him. He was like a shuttle on a loom, darting in and out, and Jill felt fullness inside of her in a way she never dreamed possible. Alex was clutching her body, holding on tightly to stabilize himself against the power of his thrusts. His right hand was wrapped around her lower body, and his fingers found her exposed clit. The thrusts had moved her hood, and Jill's hot button radiated a heat that drew his fingers closer. He rubbed hard, his hand moving from the force of his hip thrusts, and he was fucking her with his cock and his hand. Jill's moans became near-screams. She cried out with each deep thrust with a high-pitched moan. The language center of her brain had ceased to function, so she could only manage to call out, "Ahhh!" and "Ohhh!" Her cries grew louder and louder, barely muffled by the fabric on her pillows. She scraped the metal of the handcuffs against her bed frame, adding to the noise of their sex. She felt a swell of electricity in her bottom, and knew her orgasm was building to a startling crash. The dual stimulation from her g-spot and her clit were too much to handle. "Ohhhhhhhhh," she called, "fuck..." Jill dragged out each letter of the word, almost unable to speak. "I'm gonna..." "Ask for it..." Alex wasn't going to let her drop the submissive role in the heat of an orgasm. "May...I...come?" Jill's words were drawn out from each thrust. She cringed as Alex paused, unable to hold out much longer. This heat, she thought, I'm going to come whether he likes it or not...She dreaded the possibility of Alex denying her an orgasm, shuddering from pleasure and the thought of her punishment. Fortunately, Alex was on the brink of climax as well. He grabbed Jill's long hair with his left hand, yanking her head up from the pillows. Her head pulled back, Jill's screams echoed off the wall, and Alex felt her pussy tense against his cock. She couldn't wait. Neither could he. "Come for me, bitch!" he moaned, and he felt Jill's pussy contract hard against his dick. Jill let out an earth-shattering guttural cry. She nearly collapsed on the bed, twitching, her pussy pulsing strongly against his cock. Waves of orgasm crashed over her, and she rode them for what seemed like hours. Every nerve ending in her body responded from her orgasm, and her toes curled and tingled. She shoved her bottom closer to Alex, holding on to each moment of her climax. Jill's clit seemed to jump under Alex's fingers, and he felt a gush of wetness down his thighs -- she had squirted again. The final twinges of her pussy combined with the wet welcome his cock had received was enough to send him over the edge. He pulled out and rammed his fist up and down along his shaft. Jill had sunk deeper down on the bed, though she was still relatively immobile from her restraints. Alex straddled her hips with his knees, settling his ass down on the soft skin of the back of her thighs. He cried out as the first rope of his cum splashed onto the small of her back. His hand was slick with wetness from Jill's pussy and his precum, and it slipped easily down the length of his member as he came. His thrusts slowed, but semen continued to spew from the head. As Alex milked the last drops of cum from his cock, he looked down at Jill. The lower half of her back had been splashed with semen. The juice had drizzled down to her ass cheeks, and a tiny river of whiteness dripped down her ass crack and slit. He rubbed his dick against her ass cheeks, enjoying the sensation of the natural lube against his and her skin. After a few moments, Alex's cock grew raw, and he climbed off Jill. She turned her head, grinning. Alex collapsed on the bed next to her, exhausted. The two had never fucked so long and so hard in their young lives. Jill motioned with her head towards her handcuffs. "Ya gonna undo me?" she asked, jokingly. She knew he wouldn't say no. Alex, however, was drinking in the sight before him on the bed. His naked, perfect girlfriend was chained to her own bed, helpless to move before him. She was covered in her own juices and his jizz, and the breeze from the window was drying both into a sticky film. Her eyes were still bleary from last night's partying, and her hair was knotted from sleeping and sexing. She was helpless. He liked it. Cuffed and Co-Ed Ch. 03 "Nope, I'm not undoing you," he said firmly. "What?" Jill was confused. "Why the hell not?" "Because I'm not through with you..." Alex crawled off the bed, grabbing his shorts and a tee shirt from the floor. "I'll be back," he said with a wink Jill couldn't see, and he closed her bedroom door. Cuffed and Co-Ed Ch. 04 Continued from Chapter Three... The door clicked shut as Alex walked through the apartment. Great, thought Jill, sarcastically, what am I supposed to do now? Jill found herself in quite a predicament. Her handcuffs were still firmly locked around her slender wrists, and the roughness of Jill and Alex's just-finished coupling had chafed the delicate skin of her forearm. She was flat on her stomach, unable to hoist herself more than a few inches from the bed. Alex had left her naked, covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and his cum had dried onto her back in small, sticky, dime-sized pools. Her hair clung to the back of her neck, but her cuffs did not allow her to disentangle her locks. "I'm a hot mess," she announced to nobody. Alex had left the room, but Jill heard the faint sounds of rustling in the apartment. Was he waltzing around her pad, tidying and eating breakfast, or was her roommate home from a night on the town? Jill cringed at the prospect of the latter, wondering what possible explanation she could have for her current state. Jill tried to hoist herself into a kneeling position. She braced her bound hands on the rungs of the headboard, shimmying her knees up to her chest. The friction between her bare breasts and the rumpled sheets of her unmade bed made her freeze. The buds of her nipples, recuperating from Alex's rough pulls and tweaks, were slowly rising to meet the fabric, and each brush of the sheet felt like feathers down Jill's back. Her nipples had become ultra-sensitive in her post-orgasmic bliss, and her body was quickly revving up for sexual activity. Jill was Sex personified. Kneeling, cuffed to her bedpost, she smelled of last night's beer, musk, semen, and her own sweet scent of girlcum. Her inner thighs were sticky from her second-ever female ejaculation, and her knees had come to rest on a damp patch of comforter, undoubtedly from a mixture of two people's orgasms. She had come hard only moments before, but her body felt a fresh wave of heat surge through her body. Jill's hips seemed to move involuntarily against her sheets. The blankets she and Alex had just made love in balled under her taut body, and she gyrated against them. They formed a ridge under her. She humped her bed slowly, feeling her nakedness against the sheets. Her nipples grew pert at the attention as they lightly grazed her pillowcase. A soft sigh escaped her lips. Jill hoisted herself up on her headboard by wiggling her wrists to get a better grasp on the metal bars. Slowly, she was able to manipulate her young body up and down her sheets. Her clit rose to attention, grazing the bed with each manipulation. Her pulse quickened as she moved faster against the bed. The metal cuffs clanged against the headboard as she jostled around, caring only about the heat radiating from her slit. Her slow gyrations grew quicker in pace, becoming animalistic. Jill moaned aloud, howling to the ceiling as she humped her bed furiously. Jill's torso had found the perfect angle against her sheets. Her feet had moved the comforter between her legs, and Jill was humping the mass of blankets wildly. Her head was thrown back in concentration. Jill thought of how Alex had manhandled her minutes before. She relived their coupling, her mind racing from the perversity of his newfound desire to control her. She liked it. It drove her wild with desire to know that Alex was in complete control of her pleasure. She felt naughty knowing she was about to get off without his permission. It made her gyrate against her sheets harder, as if desperate to find out what punishment Alex would have in store for her. Jill was reaching a plateau in her self-loving, but she soon realized her bed sheets could not deliver her second orgasm of the morning. She slowed her humping, thoroughly frustrated with herself, and slumped back onto the bed. She was hot, she was bothered, and she was alone. "Having fun?" Jill froze, trying to make her small frame seem unassuming at the mass of sheets on her bed. She turned her head as far as she could to make out Alex's half-naked figure leaning against her bureau. He strode over to the bedside, kneeling down beside her. "Looks like somebody missed me while I was gone...," he whispered in her ear. He fingered a loose strand of hair that had been clinging to her cheek, tucking it around her ear. Alex slowly caressed Jill down her naked frame, smiling at the involuntary shudder her body gave at his slightest touch. "Uncuff me?" Jill asked willfully, half-wishing he would say no. Alex dangled the keys in front of Jill's nose. "What do you say?" He asked, teasingly, not knowing what she actually wanted. "Please..." she whimpered. Alex undid her handcuffs and crawled over her sprawled, naked form to join her on her bed. Jill massaged her wrists once again, remembering the pain and pleasure she had received from being rendered immobile. She rolled around to face her boyfriend. "Hi," she said, simply. "Hey yourself," he responded. Jill curled into his body, matching his curves with hers, and took a deep whiff of his scent. He had showered, she surmised, based on the strong smell of his aftershave and soap. His body was damp, not with sweat, but with the afterglow of humidity. Jill traced the outline of his barely perceptible muscles with her now-freed hands. She started slowly, relishing his presence. Then she grew bolder, massaging and touching every inch of his chest and abdomen, as if she had never felt him before. Alex grinned as he watched her manipulate his skin -- she looked like a child on Christmas, unwrapping a long, sought-after toy. Jill's hands went south of Alex's belly button, tickling the short, black hairs that led to his boxers. She began to inch his shorts down his legs slowly. "Stop," said Alex, and he sat up. Jill sat upright as well, and kissed him on the lips. "Why?" she asked, her eyes revealing her desire for round two. "Because it's your turn." Alex slumped down on the bed, shrugging his shoulders to indicate his powerlessness. Jill had given him so much; she deserved to be pleasured however she liked this morning. Jill looked incredulous. "Any way I want it?" She gasped. "Any way you want it." "As long as I want it?" "You got it." Jill climbed on top of her lover. She had never been one to take charge of their sex lives, even before Alex had asserted his total dominance the previous day. And while she enjoyed their lovemaking, she had been itching to try something new, something her friends had told her about... Jill kissed him deeply, tickling the tip of her tongue against his. Alex grabbed her messy locks, pulling his lover closer to him. They kissed passionately, savoring their mutual satisfaction and pleasure. Jill broke the kiss first. Her lips lingered above Alex's, and she smiled sheepishly. "Scootch down a bit," she commanded with little authority, and her subsequent giggle indicated she was less than comfortable with "giving the orders." Alex, though, happily obliged. Jill crawled up Alex's upper body and latched on to her headboard once again. She was straddling his face and was inches from his nose and mouth. Alex could see her glistening snatch in its full glory. He grew excited, thrilled at Jill's unending desire for his sex. Jill cautiously lowered her bottom towards her boyfriend's lips. She paused, mere millimeters from his mouth. Alex could smell her scent strongly, and he noted her desire. "Are you sure you want to do whatever I..." Jill's voice trailed off into a long sigh. Alex did not wait for her hesitations to manifest themselves into action. He grabbed her hips with both of his strong hands, plunging Jill's pussy directly to his face. He vigorously lapped at her juices, savoring her arousal. Jill's body shook as Alex sucked her pussy. She clamped down on her headboard, holding on for the ride he was providing. She was exhilarated that Alex was giving her pleasure the way she wanted. As she ground her pelvic bone deeper into his mouth, Jill felt her orgasm building inside of her. Jill clenched her knees against Alex's body as she held on for her powerful orgasm. She screamed aloud as Alex relentlessly sucked on her engorged clit, using force to push her over the edge. Jill felt the first faint waves of an impending orgasmic crash twinge from her clit. It seemed to radiate against her whole body. The pleasure consumed her, pushing against each nerve ending in a crescendo of pleasure. Alex gave one final, deep suck, and Jill moaned as the orgasm travelled across her body and dissipated through her fingertips and toes. Jill slumped against the headboard, panting. She remained perched atop Alex's face. He had stopped licking and caressed her post-orgasmic body lightly, which sent jolts of electric bliss down her spine. She felt completely satisfied, spent from Alex's exquisite administrations. Just as Jill came down from her climax high, Alex slowly tickled the bud of her clit with his tongue once more. Too much! Too much! Too...thought Jill as her body kicked into gear once more. She lost control of her words, uttering only animalistic grunting sounds as Alex teased her into a quick frenzy. Her orgasm built almost instantly, and Jill moaned and groaned her way through the pleasure sensations. Only this time, the pleasure did not seem to have an end in sight. Alex continued his expert manipulations of Jill's clit and snatch, and Jill was helpless, again a slave to the pleasure that Alex provided. She was in control -- but she could not untangle herself from the web of excitement Alex had woven for her. Jill absentmindedly rocked back and forth against Alex's open mouth as he sucked down her juices. Her eyes were squeezed tight in concentration on the heat enveloping her body. Her dark tresses clung to her neck as she began to sweat from the heat of their lovemaking. Jill lost count of her orgasms as they crashed into one another, a wave of unending pleasure consuming her body. She clung to the headboard, crying out in a steady stream of wordless proclamations. Alex sensed Jill was seeking the climax to end all climaxes, and knew she could only get off so spectacularly from anal stimulation. He eased one hand from her hip to her ass, sliding his finger down the sweat-dampened crack. Jill was oblivious to his actions until she felt one, then two, fingers slip inside her ass hole. She clamped down, but Alex wiggled his fingers deeper into the crevice, all without skipping a beat of his tongue lashing. The new stimulation drove Jill over the edge. She bore down hard on Alex's face, a guttural cry heard only in the throes of deepest passion escaping her chapped lips. Her mouth and throat grew dry from continued moaning. Her body shook, almost violently, with the pangs of total body orgasm. Jill's pleasure consumed her for what felt like hours. Jill collapsed over Alex onto the bed, and he eased his way out from under her limp frame with gentle kisses and caresses. She was still moaning as he sat up and held her. Jill curled into a ball in his arms, feeling completely like putty. Her clit was still twinging from stimulation and arousal, and her toes were quivering. Alex lay his spent and satisfied girlfriend onto her side of the bed and cuddled behind her, wrapping his arms around her shaking frame. "How was that?" he asked. Jill could hear the smile in his voice. She half-opened one of her eyes as she lazily turned her head to face him. She responded with a languid kiss. "That..." she cooed, melting into his body. "You need to dominate me more often..." "Oh, baby," he laughed, nuzzling her hair with his nose as he breathed deeply the scent of her sexed body, "this was only the beginning..."