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Bound and Pleased

By: pussylove69



This is my first try to write a story in English. I will keep it quite short therefore and maybe try longer ones later. Please excuse the bad spelling and wording, but it's just not my natural language!

Acting persons:

Lisa, a young woman in her late twenties, early thirties, with a milky white skin and small but firm breasts.

Carlie, a young woman in her mid-twenties; also quite white-tanned too, all in all more curvy than Lisa.

It's been exactly one month since Lisa and Carlie have first been together and ever since they couldn't let loose of each other. Carlie just loved this young, pretty woman, her soft temper and even more her adoring body. She loved her milky white tan and her firm, small breasts, and this gorgeous ass.

For this evening she had tried to think of something special. She knew how much Lisa liked to get to know something new in sex, how much she liked to be seduced into a new experience.

So she had invited Lisa to her flat. She had cleaned up all the usual mess, she had made the bed freshly, she had darkened the room and lit some candles. She also had prepared a cooled bottle of champagne wine and she had prepared some surprises too.

Carlie was a bit nervous waiting for Lisa to arrive. She was only wearing her black silken bathrobe and underneath she was naked; underneath was her naked a bit curvy body, white skinned and the great bush of dark pubic hair - underneath was the body that Lisa had loved so much during this last month and that Carlie hoped that she would even more enjoy this night. She had taken a shower and she loved her fresh smell.

Finally Carlie heard the bell, a bit nervous she hasted to the door and opened it; Lisa was standing in front, smiling.

“Hi, Carlie; I'm a bit nervous what you may have prepared for me! Will you tell me know?”

“It depends, my dear!”

Lisa moved into Carlie's flat and softly touched her brown hair and Carlie did the same to Lisa's red hair. Lisa moved closer to her new girlfriend and their lips touched gently. God how much Carlie loved this soft and tender touch of Lisa's Lips. Her mouth just automatically opened and Lisa's tongue slid in. For some time forgetting minutes the two beautiful lovers French kissed passionately; their hands sliding over their bodies. Carlie squeezed Lisa's great ass through her tight jeans and Lisa caressed Carlie's back through her silk bathrobe.

“Is that argument enough?”, Lisa finally smiled breaking the kiss.

“No way, my dear,” Carlie teased. “I'm completely untouchable.”

And with these words she brought up a silken scarf and before Lisa could say a single word she bound the scarf across her girlfriends eyes; she blindfolded her. Lisa wanted to say something, but Carlie just gently touched her lips with a finger and then kissed her deeply.

“Tonight you are mine and much more I will be yours. You'll be my victim and I will be your love servant! Follow me, sweetie!”

Carlie grabbed her friends hand and led her to her bedroom. She kissed her neck softly and started to undress her. Oh, how she loved this gentle, pretty body, the whiteness of her skin and these little, sweet breasts. She could not resist to kiss these beloved titties and the nipples of Lisa had been stiff and hard even before Carlie's Lips fist touched them. Carlie shortly sucked on each of the nipples, let her tongue slide across them. Ah, these nipples looked so great, when they were hard on the soft, small breasts.

Finally Lisa was naked before her. She was shivering a bit of excitement. And she shivered even more when Carlie's hands moved across her whole body, across her ass, slid through her pubic hair, almost touched her waiting pussy. And then Lisa took her hands and fixed another silken scarf and then bound her face ward to a wooden cupboard. 

She heard the soft noise as her girlfriend stepped out of her bathrobe. She knew that Carlie would be naked now too, as she had felt it at the greeting, through the thin cloth. And in the next moment it was proofen. 

Carlie stepped close to her body, her arms circled her, moved to her breasts and massaged them and then she could feel Carlie's body on her back. Carlie's full breasts pressed against her back and she could feel the hard nipples against her skin and she felt Carlie's thick bushy hair pressed against her ass, moving slightly and caressing her ass this way. Her friend was kissing her neck, still massaging her titties.

After a view minutes Carlie sank to her knees, kissing down Lisa's back and her hands following in front. Lisa was shivering of lust even more now as Carlie's Lips touched her ass.

Carlie loved this ass, adored it. Softy she kissed every inch. Her hands meanwhile moved through her girlfriends pubic hair, moved to her thighs, the insides of her thighs and finally touched her wet pussy. She let one finger slide through her wet lips, caressing it softly and finding her clit gently again and again. Lisa tried to press her body against Carlie's hand but then their were the lips at her ass too. Carlie passionately still kissed and licked this gorgeous ass and she spread her cheeks and moved her wet tongue between the cheeks – finding her butt and started licking it. She knew how much Lisa loved these anal licking. 

And Lisa loved it all. She loved the gentle finger at and in her pussy and she loved Carlie's tongue at her ass. She started moaning and groaning and then she came loudly. 

Carlie kissed again her neck.

“Thank you Carlie, that was wonderful. I love you Carlie,” Lisa moaned still shivering of the great orgasm.

“Shhh, my sweetie. That was foreplay only. I will take you to bed now and I will not stop pleasuring your body tonight until you can't bare it any longer. I will now lick your sweet, sweet pussy, I will caress your breasts, I will late you taste my juices in a 69….and all the time you will be bound to the bed, waiting for being pleasured. A night that you will never forget.”

With that Carlie bound her girlfriend to the bed and a night of sheer passion, wild lust and sweet tenderness started.

END

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Bound and Pleasured at Lunch



I watch you as you dine with your friend. You glance at me once; perhaps you recognize me, perhaps not. My heart races as my eyes roam over you, lovely in your soft white blouse, your blue skirt ending off at your thighs, your stockings glistening. You finish your dessert and call for the check. You bid your friend goodbye and she walks off. You make your way to the powder room to tidy up before heading back to the office.

You step into the powder room, seating yourself upon the cushioned stool, taking out your lipstick, the mirror in front of you set upon a dressing table. You can see your back through an identical mirror behind you. As you brush your hair you hear someone step into the room. I lock the door behind me as I slip in.

You gasp when see me. I quickly to grasp your wrists behind you and bind them together softly but surely with the white scarf I took from you in another dream. I place my hand over your mouth before you can scream; kissing your cheek as I whisper in your ear "Do you remember me?" I sense that you do, your heart racing now as you once thought was just a dream.

You see me prepare another white scarf behind you, this time covering your mouth. I pull you to your feet gently, and you feel fear mixed with arousal as I look into your eyes through the mirror, promising pleasure and not pain. I kiss the back of your neck, my hands running over your hips, up your sides to your breasts. I massage your breasts through the fabric of your blouse, realizing that you indeed had no bra on. You feel me kneading your breasts gently as my lips move over your neck, pausing at your ear to tongue it softly before making my moist pilgrimage to your cheek.

You feel me catch your nipples in my fingers and rolling them, the swelling there visible through your blouse. You try to escape, but find yourself pinned softly between my body and the edge of the dressing table at hip level. I smile at you through the mirror once more, my left hand leaving your breast to undo the buttons of your blouse one by one. 

Your cleavage exposed, I slip my hand within your blouse, taking your nipple between my thumb and index finger and massaging it as you squirm in distressed delight. I kiss your neck once more as my other hand slides down your chest, one fingertip gliding over your skin until my palm reaches your stomach. I massage your stomach in tender circles, smiling as my hand moves to undo the rest of your buttons.

You feel me pressing my hardness into your bum as I pull the blouse off your shoulders, leaving them hanging from your arms as you try to free yourself in vain. Your struggles only serve to make your breasts sway seductively. I put both arms under your breasts, cupping them lightly with my hands and you feel the warmth of my chest against the bareness of your back. I roll your nipples lovingly once more, your nipples visibly swollen and firm in the mirror to you as you try to mumble, or perhaps moan through the scarf at your mouth.

One hand slides down your tummy and into the waistband of your skirt, and your unease grows as you try to free yourself from my gentle but firm grasp. I hug you closer with my hand on your breast, my other hand sliding into your skirt waistband, my fingers dipping under the lace elastic of your panties.

I pause for a moment, your eyes meeting mine in the mirror as you look at me standing behind you. I slide my fingers thru the curls on your mound, until the tip of my index finger reaches your moistness. I slip the tip of my finger over the surface of your clit, rubbing it softly and gently, letting the moistness grow as you squirm in my grasp. I hug you closer and whisper softly in your ear, telling you to surrender to temptation. I rub your clit lightly, my fingertip gliding over the top of your clit with each caress.

I kiss your earlobe, nibbling gently on you, my breath in your ear as I run my fingertip back and forth over your clit faster. I roll your nipple between my fingers in full view for you to see. You see my hand moving under the fabric of your skirt as I press a little more firmly with each stroke.

I press my hips a little more against you, the warmth of my body flowing into your body, your breasts heaving as you breathe faster and your heart races. I feel you moistness grow to wetness, and caress your clit tenderly faster and faster, excitement in my eyes matching yours as your body quivers with pleasure. I curl my finger more on your clit to press perfectly upon it, my hand trapped by your panties against your skin. I kiss your neck more passionately as I stroke your clit faster, building the pace in time with my hand on your nipple.

You feel me quicken the pace, my fingertip moving over the slick surface of your clit at full speed as you begin to shudder. You feel an ache growing deep inside you, my fingertip stroking fast and furious over your clit as your wetness soaks your panties. The pleasure grows inside you as your knees start to quiver. I press you closer to me to take your weight as you try to fight the welling up within you, trying and failing as the aching desire grows.

I grin at you in the mirror, my finger relentlessly torturing your clit with pleasure as the flood inside you breaks through. Your whole body arches and your nipples swell. Your wetness tightens involuntarily and uncontrollably as the climax courses through your body, the orgasm overwhelming you as your whole body arches and you tilt your head back against my shoulder.

I finger your clit and nipple in perfect unison as your orgasm peaks, your muffled cries of pleasure making desire grow in me as your climax begins to fade. I slow down my caresses to match your rhythm, letting you catch your breath.

I look at you through the mirror, your loveliness overcoming me with desire to please you as I finger your clit with renewed vigor just as your orgasm fades. I run my fingertip madly over your clit once more, my other hand switching to pleasure your other nipple. Not waiting to build up the tempo this time, I tease your clit mercilessly with my fingertip, relentlessly caressing it as the ache wells up inside you once more. It grows swiftly even as you try in vain to resist it. 

You struggle to free your wrists, but your wetness spasms in one long unstoppable contraction. I hold you up at the breast and support you as you come totally, completely, groaning through your gag.

The waves course through you, your loins aching as I maintain your orgasm. Your eyes plead with me to stop as I stroke your clit wildly. You come in one last long unbearable climax, writhing with pure ecstasy.

I hold you up in my arms as the waves subside inside you, kissing your cheek tenderly. You feel me massaging your tummy soothingly as our warmth mingles with the scent of our love. Just before you doze off, that warm, familiar sensuous afterglow descends upon us.