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From: "Wyera Wyera" <wyera@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} [Blanket - Party] Burgundy Sunset
Date: Mon, 10 Nov 2003 02:10:06 -0500
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Burgundy Sunset
Shrugging into her <http://www.jonathonart.com/bb.html>blouse to
ward off the chill air, she walked slowly towards the balcony and
turned back to look at the bed. Playfully biting a finger as she
teasingly contemplated waking you again when she got back as she
watched you sleep. Leaning against the doorframe, she closes her
eyes and remembers earlier, after dinner.

* * * * * * *

The last of the dishes were cleared by your house staff. The
scraping of your chair as you pushed back from the table was
audible in the room as you stood. You held your hand out and helped
her to her feet, teasingly undoing the top button on her blouse.
Laughing she tries to tug her hand free to do it back up, but you
hold on tightly and undo the next button as well. Nervously she
tries to twist away, free of your hand. You tug and turn her into
your body, pinning her against your chest. Your free hand grasps
the side of her shirt and tugs hard, popping some of the buttons
and opening most of the shirt.

You chuckle softly as she gasps, bringing her free hand up to try
and pull her shirt closed again. Before she can get a grip on the
material, you move and start to lead her down the hall. When you
reach the stairs, you put her in front of you and nudge her into
motion, watching her ass swing back and forth as she sashays her
way up the stairs. You follow. As she climbs the staircase, you
reach forward and grasp the zipper tag on her skirt and hold it,
letting her swinging hips undo the zip as she moves.

She steps up and crosses the upper threshold, turning to face you.
You smile and watch as the motion lets the skirt fall straight to
her ankles. Her shirt, held together by one button, barely brushes
the top of her wine coloured panties; the velvet pattern on them
almost shimmers in the soft light. She pouts in a surprised fashion
and tries to pull her blouse down to cover her panties, only
succeeding in stretching it open further to expose a matching bra
and soft, creamy cleavage.

You finish climbing the stairs quickly, bending down and scooping
her over your shoulder, leaving her skirt in the middle of the
floor. She shrieks about being embarrassed if your housekeeper
finds it and so you stop, drop her to the floor and pull her shirt
off completely. "There, now she'll understand better about what's
going on" and pick her back up again and toss her over your
shoulder. Now she's almost yelling full tilt, her hands flailing at
your back as she has a tantrum. You nudge open a door and dump her,
unceremoniously, onto the bed. Pressing her shoulders into the
mattress, you grab the centre of her bra and yank, pulling it off
before she can react and you toss it to the floor as well.

While she gapes as her bra flutters to the floor, you pull her
back onto her feet, you then sit on the edge of the bed and pull
her down, face first onto your lap. Leaving her lying over your
legs, you start to drag her panties down over her hips and ass. She
starts to squirm and one swat connects with the creamy expanse of
skin that's exposed. She hisses between her teeth but ceases to
move in your lap and you nod. Teasingly you slide one finger down
the crevice of her ass and slowly draw it down over her lips,
smiling as she moans.

You slip her panties down her legs and help her kick free of them.
Watching the muscles in her back and legs ripple as she moves. Her
weak protests, nothing more than tokens of resistance as your hands
start to slide over her flesh, fall on your deaf ears. You stand
quickly and she falls to the floor, bracing herself on her hands.
She looks up at you, pushing her hair out of her face and opening
her mouth to tell you off. Your hands slide your cock free of your
pants and hold it out, aiming for her mouth and sliding it in over
her lips. Silencing her quickly, you grab her hair and pull her
mouth deeper onto your cock, forcing it into her throat.

You hold her head to you with one hand and rock your hips slowly.
Your other hand undoes the buttons of your shirt and starts to pull
it from your body. You moan as her tongue works against your cock,
make it stiff with pleasure. Your hand fists in her hair as you
forcibly rock your cock in and out of her mouth. Every groan from
her throat spurs you on, making you thrust forward harder.

You pull your cock from her mouth and let her up as you reach for
the nightstand. You turn back to her and use one hand to hold her
still while, with the other, you fasten nipple clamps to her
breasts. The delicate chain between the clamps shimmering as you
tug on it, making her whimper and gasp. You stand and use the chain
to bring her upright and then you push her to the bed, pinning her
chest to the mattress as your cock throbs. You hold her there while
you let your excitement subside a little. Your free hand slides up
her thigh and draws a finger along her lips, soaking it easily.
That same finger runs up the crack of her ass and slowly,
teasingly, sinks into it. Her breathing is shallow and gasping as
you slowly torment her body. Her nipples achingly hard against the
bed even as her pussy throbs for attention and her ass rocks up to
meet your hand.

You slide your cock along the lips of her pussy. It practically
gushes, soaking your cock till it's slick. Your hand strokes her
back and she relaxes under you, catching her breath. It's then your
cock probes and then slowly enters her ass. Sinking slowly deeper
as she mews and whimpers under you. Fisting your hand in her hair
again, you pull her head back. Using her hair to bring her deeper
onto your cock. The pressure is almost unbearable on her nipples as
her weight shifts and they drag over the bed. You let her relax
again and pull out slowly only to tighten your hand and drive back
deep into her ass again. Her moans and whimpers pleasant as her
hands fist themselves in the sheets.

Even you start to moan as you feel your cock tighten. Slowly, you
pull free. Ordering her to remain there, unmoving, you again
rummage around in the nightstand. You pull out the new plug an d
make it slick by rubbing it over her pussy lips. The now warm
rubber slides up over her ass and starts to sink inside her. She
whimpers softly and then moans in earnest as it falls into place
and you flick on the vibrator for her. You spend achingly long
minutes watching as she grinds and humps against the bed as her
body starts to rise up and peak.

It's then, just before she starts to cum that you grab her hips
and sink your cock into her pussy. One stroke and she's full of it.
Her breath disappears in the pleasure as she shudders, impaled on
your length. Her ass and pussy filled to delectable lengths as she
writhes on the bed. You growl softly as you feel the butt plug
vibrating against you as you stroke in and out of her pussy. Your
fingers digging into her skin as you start to thrust harder and
faster inside her. She sobs for breath, her back flexing with each
stroke as she pushes back to meet you. It feels like hours, but is
only moments as you start to cum. Your cock throbbing and twitching
inside her pussy as it fills her with your cum. The explosion of
your own pleasure takes her over the edge and screams as if her
life depended on it as she cums. Your cock, her thighs, the bed are
all soaked with her pleasure.

Her body shakes and shudders for a minute more and then it
collapses to the bed. You slowly pull out and turn off the vibrator
and remove it, placing it back in the drawer. You tenderly roll her
over and stroke her cheek. You quickly remove the nipple clamps and
kiss and lick each, but there's no reaction from her at all. She's
passed out cold from the exhertion of her orgasm.

When she wakes while it's still dark, she's cuddled against you
under the covers. She rolls over and kisses you softly. Standing
and stretching before slipping into her blouse to walk to the
bathroom. With her blouse to ward off the chill air, she walked
slowly towards the balcony and turned back to look at the bed.
Playfully biting a finger as she teasingly contemplated waking you
again when she got b ack as she watched you sleep.

Written by user: Wyera
October 27, 2003


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