Stings of a Puppet (Closed for BlondeAmbition4RP)

"It's never to early for strawberries" he smiles, placing it down on the plate before licking his fingers. Walter is an early riser, do in part to his previous situation. He did not want to admit to Elle that when he woke suddenly, he paniced a little.

He had slept better than he has in years. But waking in an unfamiliar room made him uncomfortable at first, atleast until he remembered where he was. He quickly devised an excuse "I was cold actually, you had the blankets" smiling into her eyes, "And yes, it is early." Walter helps Elle down from the counter, then takes her by the hand. They walk back upstairs to her room.

Straightening out the covers, Walter pulls the blanets back for Elle. "Mind if we share the blankets this time?"
 
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"Of course not. Wouldn't want you to get too cold again," Elle replied with a playful smile to Walter as she moved towards the side of her bed and began to slip off the jewelry that she had worn for the party that evening, setting it down in a little tray on her nightstand, "I hope you don't mind me getting a little more comfortable though."

Now that she was sober enough to care, she decided that she'd rather not sleep in her clothes further and risk wrinkling the designer skirt that she'd been wearing any more than she already had. Plus a mini skirt wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing to sleep in to begin with.

Not waiting for his answer, she reached behind herself and unhooked the waist of the skirt, pulling down the zipper and then pushing the fabric past the curve of her hips. Stepping out of it, she rested the skirt over the arm of a nearby lounge, leaving her in just the black camisole she'd been wearing with the skirt and the black panties she'd been wearing underneath.

"Feel free to do the same...if you want," she suggested softly as she turned back towards him and sat down on the bed.
 
Walter pauses for a moment, stunned really. He walks closer to Elle as she sits on the edge of the bed. Stopping a couple feet from her, Walter begins to unbutton his shirt, sliding it down his arms. His tattoos and muscular frame stands before her. He grabs his belt, the metal clanking as he unbuckles it before grasping the button and then zipper.

Sliding his black slacks down his thighs, Walter steps free and places them on arm of the lounge. He nervously runs his fingers through the waist band of his black, boxer briefs.

He reaches in her direction, stepping closer as he does. His hands takes Elle's face gently in his palms as he bends, kissing her passionately on the lips as the two lay back towards the mattress.

Walters places his hands beside her, as she lays flat on the cover. His legs straddle her's as he moves up Elle's body, his rapidly growing member firm against her thigh.
 
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Elle watched with anticipation as Walter gradually shed the layers of his clothes, an unconscious shiver running down her spine at the clink of his belt coming undone. Her eyes eagerly took in what she could of his form as it was illuminated by the city lights filtering in through the window, the sun still having not yet made its appearance on the horizon due to the still early hour.

God, he was hot.

She'd seen him bare chested in the studio before when she'd caught him playing without his shirt on, but that was nothing compared to the sight of him now as he stood before her in nothing but his boxer briefs. When he reached for her she smiled, tilting her head upwards as he took her face in his hands and bent over her, accepting his kiss and returning it as they both moved to lay back on the bed.

As his hands moved to the bed to support himself, hers moved up to caress his skin, her palms sliding up his arms and across his shoulders as she kissed him. She could feel him pressing against her thigh and felt her stomach muscles quiver in response. She shifted a bit beneath him, centering herself better on the bed as one of her hands moved to cup the back on his head and keep him pulled to her as they kissed.
 
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Walter moves with Elle as she adjust her position on the bed. Feeling her smooth, warm legs now on either side of his. With help from her hand, his mouth hungrily kisses her, biting at her bottom lip just enough to taste the lipstick she still wore.

Elle's kiss was a kiss Walter had wanted since the balcony yesterday. Her soft lips feel like clouds pressed to his mouth. Needing to shift his body, Walter runs a hand down her body. He can feel her shift slightly beneath him before his hand moves over her thigh. He lifts her leg a little, settling his body more on her as his breathing increases and thier kiss grows more passionately.

Almost uncontrollably, he pushes against her with his hips. He can feel her heat through what little cloths they still wore. He slides his hand back up her body, feeling the camisole lift with it. Over her side, his thumb passes her stomach, feeling her muscles contract as his palm touches her ribs.

Walter moves yet again, his desire for her increasing with every kiss. He moves his knees forward, pushing her thighs further up. His hand grips her breast through her bra as he bites her lower lip, gently pulling his back from her mouth.
 
Elle could feel her own desire for Walter building as the two of them kissed, loving the feel of his hands on her body as they slid over her skin repositioning and caressing her. When his hand slid up and gripped her breast as he bit her lower lip, she felt her breath catch in response, then release itself with a soft whimper of need.

She moved her hands to the side of his face as she kissed the corner of his mouth and then gave his lip a playful nip in return, cupping his face in her hands and threading her fingers back through his hair, finally getting to fulfill her wish of getting to see what it felt like. It was just as sexy as she'd imagined.

She could feel his body pressing into her and it made her blood race in response, her hips shifting against his own as they pushed against her. Almost without even thinking about it, her legs naturally shifted wider apart for him as she felt him move, her body naturally moving to accept his own.
 
Walter pulls himself up, sitting back upright on his legs. Looking down at Elle laying on the bed, her beauty is unimaginable. He traces his hand from her bottom lip, over her chin and neck to her chest. He can feel the thump of her heart racing as it rises and falls with each deep breath. He smiles down at her, stretching his shoulders up with a large breath.

He grabs her camisloe and begins lifting it up until her perfect breat are before him. He can feel her shoulders rise as he pushes the thin black fabric up and over her head to her outstretched arms. With a single hand, he pushes her top further up as he bends down, taking a firm nipple between his lips, teasing it with his tongue.

He hand finds one of hers at the top as Walter entwins his fingers in hers. His free hand moves gently moving her rib cage, feeling it expand with each intake and her low moans. He grips her breast firm, holding it tight in his grasp as he gently bites down on her nipple, pulling upward and releasing.

Walter kisses Elle again on her soft lips, releasing his hand from hers. It moves down her arm to her face, softly cradling her in his palm. He kisses her again before moving to her neck.
 
When Walter had smiled down at Elle she could not help but smile back in return. As he'd begun to lift up her camisole she'd naturally raised her arms above her head for him, letting him slip it off of her. Then he'd bent down, tasting and teasing one of her nipples with his tongue and making her moan aloud in response.

His hand found hers and she'd gripped it tightly as their fingers intertwined, her back arching and more soft moans escaping her as he gripped her breast and gently bit down on her nipple. It was quickly followed by a sharp gasp of surprise and delight as he pulled on the nipple a bit with his teeth before releasing it.

As his lips moved back to her own she eagerly accepted his kisses and returned them, her hands remaining above her head for a moment after he released them, then moving down to touch him again as he kissed her neck. She let her hands roam over his shoulders and back as she tilted her head to the side to give his lips better access, her body shifting and moving against him in response to the passions he was stirring within her.
 
Walter continues his kiss, down Elle's cleavage, leaving just a light trail behind his tongue. Her body beneath his hands, tracing her figure as he does. He pauses at her hips, his hands hold her tight as he first kisses jer belly button, followed by a light lick. Her little movements he feels are fuel in his desire.

He kisses downward farther, moving a slower at this point. His hands move up her thighs, fingers at the waist of her little black panties. His tongue traces over the skin above them, feeling her stomach respond.

Walter's fingers pull the waist down a little, his lips press to the previously hidden skin. A deep breath of his accompanies this kiss before he lays his palms flat, slidind the down to her thighs.

Walter looks up, kisses the inside of her left thigh once, twice. The third time, his teeth softly racks across the muscles of her inner thigh. His eyes look up, watching her every reaction.
 
Elle could not get enough of the feel of Walter's hands on her body, the way that they gripped her. His kisses trailing down her torso made her heart pound and goose bumps shiver across her skin, both chilling her and setting her on fire at the same time.

As he moved lower her hands slid to rest upon his shoulders. His tongue against her belly button made her stomach quiver, as did the feel of it tracing along the waistband of her panties when he moved lower still. When he began to pull them down a little she felt herself shift upon the covers with anticipation, squirming beneath him as his hands traveled down her thighs.

When he began to kiss her inner thigh she breathed out a sigh, loving the combined feeling of both his lips and his hair brushing against her skin, followed by a gasp and another soft moan as his teeth raked over her. One of her hands moved to the side of his head, caressing his hair and gripping it softly, silently urging him on.

His slow caresses and kisses were torture, but in the most delicious way possible. As he cut his eyes up to watch her reactions and her desire darkened eyes met his she realized with a bit of a smirk that there was no way that he could not know the torment that he was inflicting upon her.
 
Walter eases his teeth from her thigh, returning to soft kisses instead. Releasing Elle's right leg, he moves his hand over her panties. His kiss evolve more into gentle licks as he moves further up.

With two fingers, he gathers her panties at her thigh, pulling them slowly away. His lips and tongue inching further up. He is greeted instantly by the heat of her womanhood.

Walter inhales, then exhales. His warm breath falling over her tender lips. His hand holds her black panties to the side, he kisses her lips, soft and gentle. They part just a little before he kisses them again. On his third kiss, Walter slowly runs his tongue up, helping her flower to bloom.

Walter feels Elle's little clit against his tongue as her lips part. He presses his lips over, messaging it with his tongue. He feels her hips move beneath him. His eyes focused up her body, watching tge way she moves and reacts. He pulls at her panties a little more before sucking her clit between his hungery lips.

Walter lays flat on his stomach between Elle's thighs. A hand slides up her body, his hand caresses her breast as the other holds her panties to the side. He squeezes it gently as his mouth continues to pleasure her pussy. He presses his hardness against the mattress he gets more and more aroused.
 
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As Walter pushed her panties to the side and Elle felt the cool air of the room against her lips followed by the warm breath of his exhale, she felt her own breath catch in her chest in response. His following soft and gentle kisses made her whimper as she shifted slightly beneath him. When his tongue finally ran up, so so slowly, she groaned.

Then his tongue found her clit and she felt her hand tighten within his hair as her hips began to move and shift against him of their own accord. When he began to suck upon it she released a moan.

"Holy shit!" she breathed.

Feeling his hand sliding up her body and caressing her breast she moaned again, arching against his touch as she bent one of her knees and her legs parted more for him. The hand that was not entangled in his hair followed his path, sliding up the length of his arm and cupping over his hand upon her breast.

As he continued she could feel her arousal building higher and higher, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her moans were growing louder now, their pitch raising as well. She could feel her body tightening, her hips pressing against his mouth as they raised slightly off of the bed covers.
 
Walter could sense Elle's approach, her hips pressing towards his mouth, her hands covering his on her breast. He needed that one thing, the single thing that would push her over the edge. He slips a hand from beneath her's, caressing her soft skins as he savored every inch of her beauty.

His palm flat on her thigh as he moves it closer to her wetness. His other, grips suddenly a little firmer on her breast, her nipple trapped between his thumb and finger.

Sucking her clit between his lips yet again, Walter slides a single digit inside Elle. His finger is quickly met with her moistness, coating his finger as it slides in deep. Small movements of his his finger, bending his finger up, searching for one particular spot.

Walter's lips release her tiny clit just before his tongue presses hard, massaging Elle's firm little bud. Her moans, her breathing and movements all encourage Walter.
 
Elle gasped sharply with pleasure as she felt Walter's finger and thumb trap her already stiff nipple between them and give it a pinch, causing a jolt of electricity to run through her, starting at her breast and traveling all the way down her to her wetness as he sucked on her clit and made her moan.

"Walter!"

As if that wasn't enough to drive her to her breaking point in and of itself, she then felt one of his fingers slip inside of her as well and bend upwards as it began to move slowly in a 'come here' motion, her hand that had been resting upon his suddenly shooting down and gripping the covers tightly in her fist.

"Oh yes, there...there!" she gasped out as he found her g-spot and her hips bucked forward against his hand and mouth, "Oh god, I'm gonna..."

The words died in her throat as suddenly her body reached its breaking point and he sent her spiraling over the edge, her wetness clenching tight around his finger as the waves of her release hit her hard and made her body tremble as they washed over her one by one, her eyes shutting and satisfied groans and whimpers trickling from her lips.
 
As Elle slowly rides the wave down, Walter relaxes, soft kisses on her wetness. He withdraws his finger slowly as he enjoys the small post orgasmic whimpers escaping her mouth.

With a final kiss, Walter moves his legs up and sits up between Elle's thighs. He pauses, truely admiring her beauty as she lays back on the bed. His hands caress her hips gently as they move down, his fingers pushing beneath the waist band of her black panties. Gliding them over her ass, down her thighs, his mouth kisses her legs as they rise to assist him.

Walter looks down at Elle, smiling to her as he tosses her panties across the room. He lifts himself to his knees, gripping his boxer briefs, pushing them off his hips as his hard manhood springs from the fabric. His smile eases some as he knows he is completely exposed to her and the anticipation of being with her fills him.

Removed from his ankles, Walter tosses them off the bed as he leans down, kissing her stomach softly once again before skipping to her mouth. He suspends himself above her on his knees and palms, reaching down with his mouth, pressing his lips firm to her's. As his lips part offering her his full kiss and desire, Walter gently lowers his muscular frame to Elle. Fingers move through her hair with passion and purpose.
 
Elle could not help but return Walter's smile as he'd tossed her panties aside. Her body flushed and still buzzing with the afterglow of the orgasm he'd given her, she could not help but wonder if he was aware of how incredibly sexy he looked just then.

She felt her stomach give another involuntary quiver as she watched him remove his boxer briefs, shifting upon the bed a bit in anticipation as he kissed her stomach and then moved to hover over her. She tilted her chin upward, reaching up for him as his mouth reached down to hers, her lips eagerly welcoming him as her hands went up to hold the sides of his face. She gave another whimper as she felt his lips part and he began to kiss her more fully, a shiver running through her as she feels his naked body lower itself onto hers and his fingers begin to move through her hair.

Her hands began to move over him. She slid them down the sides of his neck and then around to his back, running themselves over the skin there as she returned his kiss with equal passion, their touch at times soft and caressing and then other times raking their nails lightly along his skin.
 
Unsure if it's passion, desire or the fact that he is more aroused than he has ever been, Walter grips her hair in a single fist as if unconsciously. The warm moistness of Elle's puusy greets him as he positions himself on her. A deep exhale of anticipation escapes his mouth as he feels himself stiffen further.

Walter takes a hand of hers from his face, locking it into his palm and stretching it above them. His skin tightens with small bumps as Elle's nails raked up his body. Lifting his mouth from her's, Walters eyes fixed on her soft, luscious lips. Her lipstick no longer perfectly applied, Walter was certainly the cause of that. Kis kisses her mouth softly, focused on her mouth. The wanting and eager way she attempts to return his kiss, made him smile.

Walter reaches between the two of them. His cock harder then he even thought possible as it leaps a little when he takes it in his hand. With a kiss of her top lip, he eases himself forward. He gaze moves to Elle's beautiful eyes, as he parts her wet lips with the head of his cock.

Walter's back arches slowly, pushing his hips forward. He can feel himself slipping slowly into Elle's tight entrance. His hand now free, he grasp her only free hand, entangling his fingers tight inside hers. He pulls it above them, their knuckles white from the vise of their grip.

Pressing himself further, feeling her pussy relent to his girth, Walter returns his attention the best he could to her mouth. Biting and sucking her lower lip as deep moans resonates inside his chest. He finally takes her tongue inside his mouth again, pressing his mouth to her's as he feels their bodies meet.
 
Elle's hands gripped Walter's tightly as she felt him slowly press in and fill her, her tight walls stretching and accommodating around him. Her instinct was to reach out and touch him, but she also loved the feel of his arms holding hers down above her head, his body meeting hers and pressing her down into her bed.

The deep rumbling sound of his moans thrilled her and she heard a muffled moan of her own pour out from her lips in reply as his lips pressed against hers and she gave him her tongue, enjoying the taste of her own juices that still lingered slightly in his mouth.

Wanting to bring him deeper, she parted her legs more for him, her right leg falling to the side and bending at the knee so that she could bring it up and wrap it around the back of his legs.
 
As Elle's warm, smooth legs wrap over his, he relaxes his hold on her hands. Sliding first his right down her out stretched arm, over her shoulder, ending beside them on the mattress. Lifting his frame, his muscles tense, viens bulge. His left moves a little quicker pausing at her cheek. He grasp her chin, tilting her mouth just enoughfor his lips to press hers.

A sharp breath exits his lips, washing over hers as Walter presses his hips forward. He positions his legs, opening them further as he digs his knees into the bed. His eyes stare deep into hers as he again presses harder into her. The feeling of her surrounding him with a firm grip, he kiss her lightly this time, moving his hand opposite the other.

His long hair falls , framing both their faces as he slowly finds a rhythm inside her. The room darkens as his eyes uncontrollably close from pure ecstasy. His rhythm slowly turns to thrust. His pace fueled by the passion within him.

Walter's hips move back, pulling his hard cock over the walls of Elle's pussy, before suddenly shoving deep inside her repeatedly. Small drops of sweat form on his skin, pooling and running down his spine. His vision blurred as a drop runs from his forehead, down his nose, falling to Elle's chest.

Walter inhales deeply before sitting up on his feet while remaining inside her. He runs his hands over her body, from her shoulders to her stomach. Her moist skin cool to his touch. He pulls his hair back, "Sorry" he smiles in reference to his sweat dripping to her. He pulls himself from inside her, laying at her before returning his mouth to her's.
 
As Walter had found his rhythm and begun to thrust within her, Elle has also found her eyes falling shut, her mouth forming a silent 'O' as he thrust into her deeply, her body arching upwards against him. She hadn't even noticed the sweat dripping on her until he'd stopped and apologized for it. Even then she certainly didn't mind.

"Don't apologize," she told him with a smile against his lips, her body hot and her chest rising and falling heavily as she tried to catch her breath.

She relaxed her legs but wrapped her arms around him instead. She could feel some sweat of her own dampening her temples and the back of her neck. She gave his lower lip a little nip and playful tug as she trailed one of her fingers slowly down the line of perspiration that she could feel along his spine.

"I think it's sexy when you start to get sweaty," she confessed, "Like on stage last night, or in the sound booth the other day."

She smiled again, her voice dropping to a whisper as she added, "And you feel amazing inside of me."

Her finger trailed back up his spine.

"Keep fucking me that good and you can sweat on me all you want, Puppet."
 
His hand flat on her back, a large smile on his face. "Well in that case..."

His hand grabs her waist, pulling her on top of him. Having caught his breath, his hands grip her face within his palms, extending up to meet her. He taste her again, each time different and new to him. His hips arch upwards, his large erection pressed against her mound and stomach. Blindly he searches, searches for her again.

His hands glide down her figure, etching it's shape into the core of his memory. His hands cup her ass, pulling her down against his hard cock. He can feel a small amount of fluid escape the very tip. His level of arousal is peaking.
 
Elle smiled as Walter pulled him on top of her, returning his kiss and groaning softly as she feels his hips arching upwards and his erection pressing into her. She brought her hands up into his hair, continuing to kiss him as she felt his hands traveling down the curves of her body, her ass clenching and her hips rocking forward as he cups it and pulls it against his cock.

Feeling him searching for her entrance she pulls back, sucking on his bottom lip as she slowly rises up to a sitting position and straddles him, her hands moving from his hair and down to his chest.

"Let me help," she suggests with a smile down at him as one of her hands dips down between her thighs and finds his cock.

Her hand wraps around him, stroking up and down his length a couple of time and noticing the pre-cum forming at the tip. Using her thumb, she glides the pad of it over the head of his cock, rubbing the pre-cum in as she raises herself up on her knees a bit and guides him to her entrance. She smiles a bit again, watching him and rubbing the head of his cock over her wetness for a moment before finally slipping it inside.

She moans as he enters her again, slowly lowering herself back onto him inch by inch until he once more fills her completely.
 
Elle's hand moving up and down his ridged shaft gives Walter chills up and dowh his body. His mouth agape, his hands move to her smooth thighs. He presses his head firm into the pillow as her thumb spread the pre cum over this throbbing head.

A deep groan from far inside his chest rumbles as she slides him deep inside ger again. His hands grib her hips, moving her back and forth over him as he presses himself upward, deeper inside her.

Finding the strength to open his eyes again, Walter looks up at the beautiful woman above him. Hands flat against her bidy, he reaches up, grasping her firm breast tight in his grip. His hips move up and down from underneath her, needing to feel all of her, wanting her to feel all of him.

A hand reaches up, placed on the back of her neck, Walter pulls Elle down, but not to his mouth. He places her head on his shoulder as his mouth kisses, the bites down on the tender fleash of her neck. With a low a moan, he trust his hips up, feeling himself slide deep inside her wet pussy, before retracting slowly. He pushes high again, feeling his hips hit hers with a little more force.

From her neck, his hand twist inside her hair, moving her head to the other side, trailing his tongue over her throat, before sucking hard on her skin. Walter grips her ass firmly as he sends his cock upwards repeatedly, their hips popping together loudly now.
 
Elle closed her eyes with a moan as Walter gripped her hips and began to move her on him as he pressed himself upwards, her own movements quickly joining him as she began to grind her hips upon him. Another moan followed when she felt him reach up and grip her breast, her rosy nipple hard and pressing against his palm.

As his other hand moved to her neck and guided her back down to him she let him pull her head to his shoulder, gasps of surprised delight escaping her as he began to kiss and bite on the sensitive curve of her neck, then another gasp as he thrust up into her, then a moan as he did it again with more force.

She could hear her breath coming out more heavily again as his hand twisted inside her hair, a shiver running down her spine and her body shifting and squirming restlessly against him as he licked and sucked at her throat. His hands gripped her ass and she felt it clench in response, then swore out with another gasp as he began to thrust upwards into her repeatedly and the sounds of their bodies slapping together began to fill her bedroom.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned out, her forehead falling downwards against his chest and her hands gripping the pillow at the sides of his head.
 
Walters releases her hair, his hand sliding down her back until joining his other upon her lower back. Her firm ass beneath his fingers as his hip slow, but push upward as much as he can. His cock swells deep inside her.

"Oh Shit" escapes his mouth softly into Elle's ear.

He can feel as his ball tighten against his body each time his cock twitched inside her. He knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He starts again, somewhat slower and not forcefully. He wants to relish the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around him.

"Oh....Fuck meee" he manages to say as his head presses backwards, eyes clasp shut hard. He pushes down oh her ass, holding her firm against him with his palms. His chest and shoudlers flexing as he does. Holding her in place until that final moment..."FUUCCKKK!" Is heard crystal clear as he buries his pulsing cock deep within her.

As his first stream of molten cum releases within her, his hands collapse to the bed, grabbing the sheets. Walters muscles flex and relax with each shot inside her. Pulling back, then pushing back in, he can feel himself begin to run down his balls.

His breath eases but remains labored as his hands find her legs. His touch soft as he caresses her calves and thighs. He slowly opens his eyes, blinking them into focus as he looks into Elle's eyes, nervous but spent.

With no words said, he reaches for her face, taking it in his hands. Walter lifts his head and kisses Elle deeply, passionately.
 
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