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Subject: {ASSM} RedDress<*>{bweir}(MF oral cons bd real)
Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2000 20:10:08 -0500
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ok think i got sending it right this time!!

{ASSM}RedDress<*>{bweir}(MF oral cons bd real)
by bweir
November 2000, 
first story, delurking & supporting ASSTR with $$. Hope you enjoy 
this!


Think about a strong erotic or sensual incident. Maybe someday 
we'll compare notes with no hiding, just truth.

Perhaps I should talk about tying up my love with her knitted 
slinky dress. Good fabric,strong....
... it was a red dress. We had had some wine in the living room, 
sitting on the couch, touching, smiling, I moved to kiss her- 
white wine, red dress and some minor resistance to the sex 
fiend...
 No disrespect would be tolerated...I was starting to get an 
idea...

Then we had a deep kiss lasting long enough to go thru our 
tongues, down thru the body and start some fires.. & some wine to 
keep us simmering...

Brian thought:

That evening was not any special evening but from the kiss a 
sudden feeling grabbed us, leading me to start having that 
delicious feeling of just what fantasy I might...for both of us of 
course...create. The feeling and knowing increased until
this became what I was going to create for sure! and she could see 
it in my eyes and shivered in delicious anticipation...

This is real and the first time I have ever revealed the somewhat 
erotic things I've done or helped to happen. Her name was Karen.

 We kissed some more, and as I slid my hand up her leg she pressed 
closer against me. I caressed her breasts and ran my hands down 
her sides to the wonderful female curve around the hips. My plan 
made me hard with desire, knowing her well and how she would 
respond to it. We pressed against each other and our desire grew.
"No hurry," I thought, "but to set the tone, let's establish who's 
in charge doing what." 

I stood up and unzipped to get her attention. A mmmmmmm!! sound 
occurred as she lay back upright on the couch with my cock in her 
mouth. She eagerly accepted me and licked and sucked me between 
those soft, warm, beautiful lips. I then kissed her deeply again 
to taste myself on her lips, and told her that she need to have 
more restraint exercised. She smiled, knowing  from past 
experience that I was up to something that would be fun!

I carried my Leatherman multipurpose tool on my belt. Having 
unbuckled, it was easy to reach and would prove its true 
versatility...
                                  
                        still wanna know?

I told her I loved her, loved her in the clingy red dress, loved 
to run my hands over it and under it and would she drink more wine 
as I pressed her glass to her lips firmly but gently and tilted 
it. ooops. Spilled some in her cleavage and I had to lick and 
taste it. Gee what a terrible thing (NOT!) Well, now there's wine 
on the dress and I must take it off. 

I pulled it down to reveal her braless breasts. With wine in my 
mouth I sucked and licked her nipples,gently rolling them and 
sucking firmly on them with passion.  Trying to take each breast 
into  my mouth and loving them.

Then back to the my erotic plan and the Leatherman tool. After 
giving her my sex to taste again for a few minutes, I took the 
tool out and opened the razor sharp blade. She looked surprised 
and a little wary. 

"Don't even move," I said.
                                                                  
 
"What are you doing?" she asked, stimulated and trusting and 
anticipating
                                  
"Just hold still.... I SAID be very, very still."  I set the 
Leatherman down beside me on the floor.

 -a side thought -ladies-ever been masturbated in the best booth 
in a nice restaurant by your lovers foot from across the table?
                                  
oh yes, well, our lovers were heating up. I pinned both her hands 
firmly but gently and tied them with the belt from her dress. With 
that out of the way I lifted her dress up around her waist.

"Don't move." I repeated, picking up the blade.

I started on the inside of her thigh and slowly slid the razor 
sharp knife blade up through her underwear once on each side. It 
folded down and I pulled it away...
 
She sat with her red dress around her waist, naked above and below 
it. I was taking in the sight and smells of the heated air on my 
knees in front of her.  Leaning forward I blew hot air on her sex. 
Karen moved. Moving up, I gave her more of me in her mouth to 
"savor the moment" and help her notice her hands were tied.
                                  
Then I slid the dress up and took it off after taking the belt off 
her hands. She mock protested and wriggled. 

HA! None of that!  The dress rolled up had long sleeves and a long 
body. I tied her hands and arms with it, and then tied the rest 
around her leg on one side to hold her open.

Now she was mine......I kissed her lips, her breasts then 
slooowwwwly kissed down to her hot spot. I had the time, she 
couldn't go anywhere.
 
Really hot, she was squirming as my tongue and lips got closer and 
closer.
 
"More wine?" I lifted up and asked as I approached the critical 
area.
"You bastard!" she said, smiling.                                 
 
Finally closer and closer to the centre of her sex, licking then 
sucking her sex in my mouth for all I was worth, burying my face 
in the scent and taste of her. Using all of my skill and intuition 
to bring her to the edge, but not too quickly!
                                  
Giving her little tiny pinches on her thighs right next to the "V" 
not too hard but an interesting stimulant (she loved them) and 
then a writhing screaming woman on my hands as she came and came 
and came, her cries echoing in the living room.

Soon I did too. Another real story sometime.

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