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Strap yourself in for a hell of a story! XXXBlackBook member carravagio80 gets tied up with our erotica pick of the week.

Strapped to Slats
By carravagio80

We’ve stripped the mattress from the low bed, its wooden slats are like a whalebone skeleton, pale pine. I’m strapped to the slats with brown belts around my upper arms, my chest, my ankles, one loose around my neck. I’m at her mercy.

Her body is browned and wet with sweat under a simple summer dress, crinkled blond hair and glossy wet lips. She smiles and lifts the dress, straddles my face with smooth long legs so that her moist pink lips are poised just above my own lips. If I stick out my tongue I can just graze their edge, slick already, smooth. Dew on petals. She lowers herself another inch and allows her wetness to glide along my tongue and lips, right down to my sticky chin; she moans. She likes this. This control. This mouth at her mercy. She places her hands down on my strapped chest for support, and begins to gyrate her hips to some forbidden rhythm, gliding along my mouth so that my tongue starts slowly on her sweet spot and then faster, so that it is buried deep in her juice; and then again, slowly; and fast and deep, over and over. I tease her clit with my tipped tongue in the moment I have to do so and she shivers; and I reach my tongue with all my strength up into the walls of her wet pussy, long and rigid, as she continues to ride it, faster now, juice dripping down my chin and her fingernails in the flesh of my chest. She clutches the hair on the top of her head with one hand as she strokes and strokes, a wet, wet mess, coming all over my face, shuddering down to her bones and twitching hard with a muffled scream as she finishes, comes down. And slides off.

She slips her dress up and over her wet body and wipes my face clean with it. She is tanned, tight and naked, and she puts a foot up on my chest and sinks her own two fingers into her juicy pussy. She strokes it and looks into my eyes, enjoying my helplessness. I twist and turn in my straps, my cock throbbing and hard, reaching for the ceiling. She strokes herself and smiles at the sight of my desperate cock, long and shining. She leans down and runs her tongue over my lips slowly; and again. She bites my lower lip gently and then moves her taut body down, down. She crouches between the slats of the stripped bed, naked and ready. I can only feel and wait, my neck is tied down, I can’t see a thing. One hand grabs the base of my cock, and then I feel a hot, wet, beautiful tongue lick my balls thickly in one smooth stroke; and again. And then the strange and wonderful sensation as she takes them in her mouth and sucks them gently, my whole cock throbbing in her hand, longing. She puts both hands on my cock and strokes away as she gently licks and sucks my balls, and then suddenly all sensation rushes to the head of my cock as it is enveloped in her hot mouth. Two hands stroke, and a warm mouth tightens and sucks, licks and teases, faster and faster, I strain against my straps, I push my pounding hard cock deeper into her throat and she makes small moaning muffled sounds, wet smacks and throaty gurgles as she slurps my cock with her hungry mouth. She knows I could explode all over her hungry lips, but she eases me out of her mouth and lets my cock shudder there in the cold air, desperate for something more.

So she stands between the slats, facing away from me. She bends over and fingers her pink sweetness for me to see, she rubs juice along her sweet asshole, sinks fingers into her pussy, moaning, enjoying torturing me like this.

But then she places two hands on my calves and lowers my sweet salvation down where it belongs. Her pussy is a tight, wet seal and as it finds my swollen cock she has to finesse and push down before it finally breaks in slightly. We both groan with a little pleasure, a little pain, her nails in my legs as she pushes a little deeper. I’m halfway in, but it’s enough for her for now. I can just make out her little ass rising and falling, so tight and smooth, as she rides the end of my cock, feeling its hardness, feeling her wetness pouring from deep within. She moans and sighs, clawing my leg and breathing heavy as she reaches orgasm, juices running down my cock to my balls, down the inside of her thighs.

But that’s just the beginning. She wants more straight away, right away.

Still facing away she now puts two hands on the slat on either side of my ribs, and her feet on the slat by my knees, and she envelopes my whole throbbing cock in her soaking pussy, so deep that it touches dark, wet walls deep inside her; but she likes feeling that she’s so full of cock that she’s going to burst, so she pushes deeper onto it, pushing and pushing, fucking the giant thing with her whole body, feeling it fill her up like she’s some hand puppet propped up by cock, fucking it harder and harder, deeper and deeper, slapping away, ‘I love your cock, I love your cock!’ she’s moaning, and her sweat’s in my sweat as she bangs away, using my rod to get her where she needs to be, deeper and deeper and deeper and faster, ‘God, I love your cock!’ and she moans from her gut and then sighs like a little girl as she slows down, coming hard, hard, hard on my throbbing hardness, full up inside her, letting the orgasm wash over her body and strip her muscles of their strength.

She pulls herself from my sticky cock and lays her sweaty heaving body against mine, sweat on sweat; we feel each other still breathing fast. And she rests in the warmth of her release.

Moments later, she finds my mouth with her wet lips, kisses me deeply and lowers herself again. She sucks my cock deep and long, and then straddles me, putting her hands on my chest. Her pussy is tight again as she squeezes me into her. ‘It’s your turn’, she whispers. And she begins to ride, her hips in smooth rhythm like she’s mastering a horse, some cowboy fantasy, rolling and tumbling with those lean hips, confidently giving my long cock the strokes it needs. She fingers and massages one wet breast, pushing it and squeezing it, licking her nipple as she moans and rides, smooth and strong. But I know she’s losing her control when she puts both hands back on my chest and rides my cock shorter and harder, faster and faster, her clit rubbing hard against my pubic bone and her breathing heavy and suddenly she comes hard again with a surprised yelp, finishing herself on my captive cock with six slow strokes, shuddering to a halt, collapsing.

She catches her breath, resting on my chest, but she can sense I’m ready to explode, so with all her strength she raises her perfect body around me again, and begins to ride. She knows I’m desperate to hold her slippery body in my strong hands, but she keeps control, moaning and moving her hips in slow circles. She lifts her ass off my legs a little so that her strokes run her pussy right over the sensitive head of my cock, as I push up with my hips, giving her even more cock. And with both hands on my chest she rides and rides, guiding me closer and closer, all the muscles of my body taut and ready to blow, “Come, baby, come,” she whispers as she bounces and glides all along my hardness, “Come, baby, blow it, blow it inside me,” I struggle against my straps, hands helpless, groaning in desperation as I ride the edge of a huge release. I watch her wet lips and her bouncing tits and the sweaty little patch of dark hair above the sweet pink candy giving me such joy, she rides and rides, “Come, baby, give it to me,” I watch her tight stomach with it’s perfect feminine lines, her hair wild across her face as she bounces and grinds, I am riding the edge and my cock feels like it could carry her to the ceiling, the head is on fire, “Come for me, baby, I want your come!” I grit my teeth as her hips roll and grind and her body bounces and pounds down on my overloaded hardness and then finally I let go, “Oh, yes!” she moans, I groan, she feels my cock stiffen against her tightness as it fires shot after shot of hot juice deep inside her body, and she continues to ride, slowly, my whole body contracting and releasing, my mouth wide open in orgasmic shock, she rides slower and easier, letting every last pulse from my exploding cock find its end, every last drop of juice drain inside her sweet, wet pussy, as my body drifts away to nothing.

Again, she comes crashing down on me, hurriedly releasing my arms from their belts so I can hold her in our wetness, find her mouth with mine and exhale the end of the love we made today into each other’s mouths, each other’s lungs, each other’s souls. Our longing bodies are quiet and content, every inch of skin and muscle spent, we listen to the night through the window and know that we don’t have to go anywhere.

We are here.