The "After dinner Minx" Part 2

It's time to make you feel like I'm going to allow your release, allow the overwhelming sensation of your body expelling all of your pent up desire, the convulsions that will send a wave of pleasure from your head to your toes, opening your pulsating pussy, freeing the river of sweetness that will flow down the inside of your legs and flood the floor. You quiver as you feel my fingers begin to trace the outside of your plump, throbbing pussy lips. You extend your ass out and widen your legs, welcoming me, wanting nothing more than to have me finally touch your sensitive and bulging clit, to slide my fingers inside you little by little.

I'm not ready to let you cum. I want you to the point of explosion, the point of ultimate frustration where your animal instincts take over. I continue to rub my fingers up and down the outside of your lips, they are now very wet and slide so easy. I trace them up your spread ass, softly circling, touching and pressing on your puckered little anus. I feel you begin to take part. I feel your ass opening and I push my finger against it just a little harder. The thought of being a dirty girl, the ass play is increasing your heart rate exponentially.

I lower myself behind you. One hand on each cheek, spreading them to reveal you. You feel my tongue touch you through your panties, just above your clit as it slides over your juicy wet panty-covered slit from front to back, pressing firmly on your opening as I cross it and all the way up to your tight ass. My tongue beginning to circle your anus, the wetness of my tongue lubing it, poking the tip just inside and then circling again.

Again I feel you opening yourself for me. I stand and turn you around. Your back now against the wall. The first time I've seen you from the front since we walked in. You're beautiful, you're breathing heavy and your legs are wide as you stand there wanting. I kiss you passionately then lower myself on you. This time you feel my fingers sliding under your panties. 'Finally,' you're thinking, as I slide them to one side.

You can feel my warm breath on your wet pussy. I slide my tongue slowly from back to front on the outside of your lips. Sucking on each flap, pulling on them with my mouth before placing my tongue firmly on your opening. You have widened. You want to be filled. I slide my tongue up your slit, taking in as much of your flavour as I can, savouring your taste as your body shudders, your knees bend and you take your weight on your hands tied above your head. I'm licking you. Concentrating on growing the size of your clit, forcing the blood from your body to the extremities that will soon be needing it.

My mouth presses harder on you, my tongue playing, entering you. You feel me fucking you with my tongue as I feel your juices flowing into my mouth and down my chin. I intensify, now focusing primarily on your button. I can feel you're not far away. Your body, your moans indicating that your orgasm is building.....so I pull away........

I stand, sliding up the front of your body, my hands tracing your hips, waist, squeezing your breasts firmly in my hands, kissing your lips as I reach up and slowly free your hands from above your head but still tied together.

You open your mouth wide as I trace my tongue over yours. Our kiss is passionate yet full of want and animalistic desire. Our tongues clashing, fighting for dominance in each other's mouths. You can taste the sweetness of your pussy on and in my mouth. You can tell I'm enjoying you and you're thinking you want to enjoy you too. To taste your pussy juices all over my throbbing cock as you engorged yourself, taking my full length deep in your mouth. The tip pressing firmly on your throat as it attempts to go deeper.

You're not sure what I will do next. Will I finally let you feel me? Taste me? Will I thrust myself inside you, filling your tight pussy with my pulsating, hard cock and induce your moans of ecstasy and bring you to orgasm as my warm load explodes inside you? You feel as I reach for something. What is it? What act of eroticism follows what has already brought you to want to beg to be fucked, to be used? I start to untie your hands but you soon realise this doesn't mean you're free when you feel the wrist strap replace the rope that was. I turn you away from me and bring your hands behind your back once more. One and then the other the wrist straps bind you. You feel me drop down behind you and you realise I'm binding your wrists to your ankles as they tighten. You pull your hands up to try and understand how you are bound. You feel the pull on your ankles as you do and it dawns on you.

I have you in my harness. I walk you to a soft floor covering and whisper to you to drop to your knees. You do. You hear me moving around you then feel a tightness in your bindings, pulling your wrists back to your ankles just enough to have you slightly leaning back. I start to slide the top of your dress down around your waist, then raise the bottom up to meet it. You're exposed and look like you're ready to be toyed with.

I start by tracing something over every part of your exposed flesh. It's soft. It tickles. Tracing over your neck, your nipples, down your belly and in between your legs that are spread due to your position, over your ever-swelling mound around to your ass, circling each cheek and attentive to your anus. Then it stops. SMACK! You jump and moan simultaneously! Then you feel it rubbing where it has just spanked you. It's no longer soft. It's cold, flat and firmer than what was just tracing your body. SMACK! The other cheek gets what the first one had just received. Your reaction is the same but this time your moan is drawn out. You liked that one. It sent a wave of juices into your panties. The dribble hitting the floor where you kneel. SMACK! SMACK! Both cheeks this time and your breathing is intense. Your moan has no end in sight.....