The club.. Her brother (closed for CFMB)

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Angel DeBoard
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Angel was 16 when she fell in love with her highschool sweetheart, everyone told her how wrong he was for her, and yet at the she didn't want to listen, she was stubborn always had been, her father reminded her often still to this day. She fell fast and hard for her boyfriend Mike, and it was great, she thought they'd get married, they'd went to college together, gotten a apartment, and had gotten in a dark, yet very passionant and what she felt at the time loving relationship. He supported her, she supported him.. and yet one night he took things to far, they had a safe word, she was tied to the bed, she loved the domination.. craved it actually.. but he started choking her and she couldn't breath, she had to kick him as hard as she could for him to stop, and crying her safe word pink over and over again.. everyone was different.. everyone had different safe words.. different ways to be safe... but Mike had went to far she thought he was going to kill her.

She had marks on her neck for days, she had to wear scarves for the time being.. luckily they were in style and noone really questioned her. What Mike did crushed her.. she not only lost the love of her life but her trust at the same time... and she couldnt tell anyone of her lifestyle either.. who would understand it in the first place.. sure as hell not her friends, not her parents, and not her over protective brother, she scoffed at that, but her brother was her closest friend.

A year and a half had past and it was time for her to finally move on.. so she knew it was time to make her way to the club.. she hadn't been there since going with Mike...so sighed to herself.. here goes nothing she thought.. grateful it was saturday, and she had the weekends off as a dance instructor, she had time to clean, clear her mind and get ready for the night...

She had no idea who and what would be around the corner....
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Name: Adrian DeBoard
Age:25
Profession recently qualified accountant for a local prestigious accountancy firm

Adrian was sitting at a table in the corner of the club, sipping on his cold beer, the outside of the glass covered in condensation, drips running down. The club was still rather empty, but it was early on A Saturday evening.

He had been coming to the club for a year or so, since he met his previous girlfriend. She was a year older than him, and also worked at the same firm of accountants.

But Jo had had kinky side to her, that over the course of their relationship she had shown him. She was a submissive, and was attracted to his Alpha prowess, hoping for more.

Unfortunately for her, and possibly for him, he was unaware of the BDSM life style. And so he and Jo had started their journey. Adrian had, was learning the ropes, including a few simple bondage notes. He was, for the most part enjoying his exposure to the life style, but whilst many aspects turn him on, a few made him shudder; such as extreme pain, and severe humiliation.

But Jo and Adrian were still together, but she was away with work, and so he had attended the club on his own. So he sat in the corner, in a black short sleeve shirt and chinos, as he watched the members.

Then some one caught his eye. He recognised her, but couldn't quite place her. But then some one stepped out of his field of view, and he instinctively recognised her as his younger sister.

His eyes opened wide as he recognised her, wearing what looked like silver hot pants and a white revealing top, her dark bold bra clearly visible...

"Fuck!" he mumbled.....
 
She looked at herself in the mirror once more, did she look okay, was it to much, should she even go, was she even ready? No she knew it was time.. She had to do this. She took a deep breath as she heard her cell ring, and the cab company alerting her that they were there to pick her up.

She grabbed her bag and headed out the door, feeling the heat as soon as she did so, her heart pounding at the aspect of the evening. Breath angel she told herself as the cab took her to the club.

Remember here you can use the safe word and anything you want that is happening has to stop she reminded herself... It was in the forms you had to fill out, remember you can just observe, have a few drinks, get used to the atmosphere again. She felt foolish talking to herself in the back of the cab in her head. If the driver only knew she thought.

She was dropped at the club, paid the driver, showed her I.d and membership, shr walked in, seductive low sexy music played in the background, it was dark, with red low lights everywhere and a big open bar, the main room she thought.. The meet and greet all the major things happened in the rooms. She walked to the bar and ordered a gin and tonic. She shook her head as she leaned against the bar. She looked around noticing it was slow, but it was early yet. She bit her lip, turned and made small talk with the bar tender.

After they chatted a bit, she started to walk around a bit getting used to the club once more. It still looked the same it was just her that was different.

She sipped her drink as she took tentative steps. She swayed to Ryder music a little. She felt a bit out of her element even though this place used to be such a big part of her life.

She started to walk again heading towards the rooms..

She was curious.
 
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As quickly as she walked into his vision, she disappeared. He sat there staring into oblivion wondering whether that was who he thought she was?

He reached for his glass and took a gulp of beer, before he started to explore the rooms. It was still relatively early,a dn the place wasn't busy, but already, couple were together performing various acts, ranging from soft making out, to already a couple of couples engaging in energetic sex, as well as several couples already engaging in various forms of BDSM.

the antics in one room caught his attention as he stopped and watched. A guy had a female blindfolded and restrained, her hands secured with rope over a hook above her head. She was almost, but not quite on tip toes.

He was teasing her, kissing her before rapidly pulling away, leavign her wanting. His hands were cupping, caressing her form, as she wore a leather halter enck top and matching A-skirt.

He continued to watch, before the guy caught his eyes. He approached Adrian and whispered quietly.

Adrian grinned and approached the helpless victim, and started to rech out, and caress her cheeks, probing her lips with his finger. Moments later he too wa kissing her, feeling her sexual arousal as she frantically returned his kiss, before as he had been instructed ordered to pull away.

He repeated the process several times, before the guy thanked him, and he stepped back. As he turned to watch, he was curious as to what would happen next.
 
OOC: Alan, 45, stepping into thread with Angel . . . please sit back and enjoy!!
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Alan Branson, 45, was a bit of a misfit in The Club. Most of the members were 20-30 something's. Somehow, I have managed to work my way in as a trusted member; even the 20-year old 'ladies' have found that I can give them everything they want, and then some. More than a few have ended up in my personal 'play room' after a night of intense arousal here at "The Club".

And tonight should be no different. Wandering the halls, peering into the individual rooms . . . everything to consensual fucking to bondage to 3-somes . . . plenty of toys in view.

Stopping outside one room, I watch as one guy leaves his girl to the attention of another for a few minutes . . . something seems familiar between the two of them. Apparently, I got the attention of the original 'owner' of the young lady. We quickly negotiated a 'transfer fee', and now you are mine. He tells me your name is Angel, that you are a member, although you haven't been here for a while, but you do like things a 'bit kinky'. I believe he said your safe word is "pink".

Closing the door, "Hello, Angel. You are mine now. You will see me soon enough, but for now I just wish to examine my purchase." Running my hands up your legs and under your skirt, I stop short of touching your pussy, but do linger on your thighs. Then, circling your waist with my fingers, I slowly caress your tummy and inch toward your breasts, still covered by your leather halter top.

My lips tease your neck and shoulders, "You are shivering, Angel. Do you like my touch?"
 
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Was I crazy for allowing myself for coming back to the club? No she didn't think so, she needed to move on, she was not ready for a relationship but god she ached for a man's touch though she only had ever known. Her body ached at the thought of the night ahead of her, she needed this needed to move on, she couldn't let the past dictate Her future anymore, at least at the club she could come and go as she pleased, she had a safe word, Even if she signed her body away for the night to the club, it was all her choice, noone could take that away from her.

She was safe she knew that. She was young but mature, and she knew what she wanted and this was what she wanted and needed, her heart raced in her chest... She didn't really even know how the club worked anymore... She would be learn the rules and everything else there was to learn. She had to remind herself to breath.

She continued breathing in her head and she hadn't even been touched by anyone yet, matter of fact, she had only been bound and stripped down, as per her contract wished, in her mind she needed to know if she could do this. Your his for the evening she thought to herself.... She had no idea how name, what he looked like, and that was exactly what she asked for. But she didn't know what to expect, part of her felt excited, scared, thrilled, and so much more she couldn't explain.

I hear the door close, once the door closes, I am his... I belong to him for the evening and I signed a contract, I am bound and I am his, yet I can stop... I know I am safe. I could feel my heart speed up, as I heard his voice say my name. I have to bite my lip to keep myself from crying out it had been so long since anyone but me touched my body. I can feel myself trembling and I am not sure if it is from his touch or if it is from how tense I am in the inside and the outside.

Your voice is sexy and sensual I think to myself. My breathing hitched once more as I moan inwardly, trying not only to calm my nerves but my desire as well, to soon I think to myself buKYmy body begs for more.

"I. I do." She managed to stutter out but her voice sounded shaky and uncertain the last thing she wanted.
 
"Good, just relax and enjoy the touches." As my lips continue to trail across your shoulders, I untie you halter top, allowing it to fall free and expose your breasts to my fingers. A quick gasp lets me know that you have been waiting for this; your body presses back against mine, an involuntary reaction to your nipples being massaged by my fingers.

Removing your halter top, I toss it to a chair in the corner of the room. As I remove my shirt, I circle your body until I am standing in front of you, almost drooling over your gorgeous breasts topped by hard nipples, begging to be suckled on. Tracing a finger down your cheek and neck, I lean in and wrap my tongue around a nipple, earning another gasp from your throat.

Hands now at your waist, unbuttoning your skirt and finding the zipper, "Are you ready, Angel? Are you giving yourself to me?"
 
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His voice, was smooth like silk and she wondered to herself what his lips would taste like on her own, then she scolded herself... wasn't that one of her rules.. never kiss a member on the mouth... or was that a club rule... hell at this point she didn't know she was lost in his world. Even though I am blindfolded I found myself closing my eyes, the sensation of only being able to feel was a powerful one, and I could feel myself yearning, aching for more.. even through my own uncertainties.

I am unable to contain my gasp that escape my lips...chills run up and down my entire body in anticipation. My nipples have always been extra sensitive and tonight is no different, if nothing else they are even more so... erect and ready and you gently massage then, I bite my lip, afraid of what might escape my own ruby red lips.

Oh god but I ache for this, I need more, please give me more, I am begging in my head. I can't see you, nor touch you, but my sense of sound is on hybrid alert and I can feel you circling my body, again I bite my lip, almost begging you again to be touched... number one rule.. Angel she had to remind herself... never ever speak unless spoken to, this wasn't a relationship, you belonged to him for the night, you were his, although I was sure my body said enough.

As you trace your finger along my cheek and neck, another tremble goes through my entire body... what is it about his touch I think to myself.. Mike's touch never even got me this ready.. this wanting.. then I think where in the hell did that come from.. I am not here for that.. I am here to see if I can do this, not the being with a man... but the control the giving myself over again, the allowing another full control without using my safeword.. Mike took all of that away and I want it back I think to myself. But once you wrap your mouth around my overly sensitive nipple all my thoughts vanish away and a low moan escapes my lips.

I feel your hands at my wait finding the zipper, my breath hitches for a moment.. and again I tell myself I am safe. I sighed sofly. ''Y-yes.. I- I am ready." I manage to gasp out. My body is trembling once more and my nipples are hard, and I can feel how soaking wet I am. Yes I am so ready.. yet you have yet told me how to adress you, given me your rules... I wonder then shake my thoughts away.. doesn't matter I am his.... and in a sense he is mine... for tonight.
 
"Very good, Angel, I am taking you as mine tonight . . . and maybe longer." I am well aware of the Club policy discouraging long-term relationships, but, if the right person comes along, I am willing to take that opportunity.

Sliding your skirt down, revealing your nectar soaked thong, your scent of arousal is intoxicating. Folding your skirt and placing in on the chair with your top, I step back in front of you and slide my fingers down your belly toward your pussy. "Yes, you are mine for the night, and you are hear to please me, but, as you will discover, I get intense pleasure from satisfying my female."

"Angel, my name is Alan. I would expect you to address me as Master, or Sir, but I will not be surprised to hear you cry out my name at moments of ecstasy." Pausing, I slide my hand between your thighs and press firmly against your pussy, feeling just how wet your thong is. Gripping the band of your thong in my thumbs, I slide it down and allow you to step out of it. "Your thong will be going home with me tonight as my reminder of this evening."

Before releasing you hands, I slide my hand back to your now naked pussy, feeling the moisture dripping from the lips; feeling neatly trimmed landing strip on my wrist. A finger briefly invades your most private area and rubs your clit . . . another gasp, a bit louder this time, escapes.

"Angel, I am going to release your hands. You will remain blindfolded. After your hands are free. I want you to remove my slacks and bikini briefs, so that we will both be naked. You may touch me in any way, including kissing on the lips, that you desire while undressing me."
 
The unknown is what she was so unsure of, right now this was sweet and seductive, exactly what she wanted and needed, what she wondred is would she be able to handle the hardcore things any longer... When he mentioned maybe longer, her heart raced. She wondered if he could tell that her breathing once more had hitched, considering the fact that her breast were now heaving. Once you moved my skirt down revealing my silky red thong, I gasp and bite my lip once more..god I need this.

Just feeling your touch sends butterflies through my entire stomach, and goosebumps up and down my skin... it felt so good. She heard his voice once more and breathed, god could a woman get aroused just from the sound of a man's voice whispering soft and seductive, who was this man she wondered, and why was he having such a effect on her.. it was as if he knew how to touch her, speak to her, again she closed her eyes wanting to enjoy and savour this... what if after tonight she decided not to come back to the club.

When he told her his name, it vaguely sounded farmilar but at the same time, she was so aroused and so wanting she wasn't sure what she knew at the moment. HIs next words, sent another shiver of shockwaves through her body, god he knew what to say. She politely whispered yes sir.. barely able to even speak the words.. her lips semi trembling. I gasp loudly when you press firmly against my pussy and I know I have to control my mind and my body.. or I am not going to last long, and thats the last thing I want.

I gently step from my thong and I find myself blushing when you tell me my thong will be going home with you tonight. My breathing is rapid and I am so turned on I can hardly focus when I feel your hand at my now soaking wet bare pussy. I can't hide the low moan that escapes my lips.. it had been what almost two years now since a man had touched her. I can feel my body jump slightly when your finger meets my clit and I gasp louder this time.

I barely register the fact that you tell me you are going to release my hands... that never usually happens. I nod my head wanting you to know I am listening but my body is so on edge, I can barely squeak out a response. She listens to his instructions as well as she can. She thinks of him naked, she wonder what he looks like, what he will feel like under her fingers, taste like. She was stunned at the mention that she could kiss him on the lips, she had been thinking of his lips, since he first spoke to her... but that was a rule.. as well as never fall in love with a member... never take a member home.. so many rules she remembered.. but wasn't she his for the night... and wasn't he giving her permission.. so surely she wouldn't really be breaking a club rule...

''Yes... Yes sir." She replied still stumbling over her words. "May I-I?" She asked softly, wanting to know when or how she should begin.
 
Once the restraints are removed from your wrists, I take you hands in mine and place them on my cheeks, kissing your fingers gently. "Angel, take your hands and move them slowly down my chest and stomach until you reach my slacks. Then I will turn around and you will do the same with my shoulders and back. I want you to touch me all over. Don't forget that an anytime, you may kiss me."

Obviously, this is different than any other scenario you have played out in the Club; but, this is my game tonight and I get to establish the rules.

"Once you reach my slacks in the back, I will turn around and you will undo my belt, unzip my slacks and slide them down my legs until I step out of them. After that, you are to kneel in front of me and rub my cock thru my bikini briefs until I tell you to remove them."
 
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She bit her lip a bit more, when she felt his hands against her own, semi shaking ones, her breath nearly caught in her throat when he put her hands upon the cheeks of his face... he had soft yet she could feel a stuble there, manly skin. I counted to ten in my head when you placed kisses gently upon my fingertips.. so long... I need to be patient.. I reminded myself.. but I too was a pleaser, and I wanted and needed to please you so so badly right now, it was causing the ache between my thighs to be almost unbearable... but remember your own control she reminded herself.

He didn't have to tell her twice, she had been yearing to touch his skin, any part of his skin, to feel what he felt like... once her hands were against his chest once more she gasped even without sight she could tell he was in very good shape. Her skin was tingling all over as he gave her his instructions, but all she could think of was tasting him, his body, his lips, touching him.. breath Angel just breath she told herself... as she ran her fingertips along his chest, when she reached his slacks.

She couldn't wait to get these off of him. She coudn't control herself no longer she had to taste him, to touch him, he was giving her permission, something she wasn't much used to at the club... She kissed his shoulder, then trailed her tongue gently to his other shoulder. She trailed her fingers along his strong back.. her breathing harsh and barely controlled. She wanted to taste him, taste his lips upon her own, but she was still so very hesitant on doing so.

This was so different then anything else she was used to at the club, yet she had never been so ready, so needy, so wanting....

She found her hands a little shaky as she waited for him to turn for her, but the action of her undoing his belt from his slacks made her gasp, she wanted to touch his cock, she wanted to touch him, feel him.. I did my next step and knelt down before you, as I tentatively placed my hand on your hard cock through your briefs, god, I think to myself... how badly I need this need you. I start to rub slowly at first, I want you to feel my want, to know I want this my need... and even though I am blindfolded I look up to you waiting......
 
Looking down at you, totally naked before me, your hands stroking my cock thru my briefs . . . your motions giving away your feelings of want and desire. "Yes, Angel, now you may remove my briefs." You have no idea the raw emotions that are going thru me right now. Your total obedience to my directions have my cock as hard as I can remember.

Not even sure myself how this evening will end. All I can reasonably be certain of is that there will be two very powerful orgasms in this room tonight. And going thru my mind is the one thought, "Fuck the rules of the Club, this angel will be mine for more than just an evening."

As your fingers grip the waistband of my briefs, I'm sure you hear a gasp from my lips as your fingers first contact bare skin.
 
Again, my thoughts are all over the place, mainly at the place to how much I want you, how much I need this, need you. I smile from excitement when I am told I am allowed to remove your briefs, so much need to touch your bare cock courses through my entire body. I all but lick my lips, showing my need and desire, but I am sure the smile on my face says it all.

When I commit to offering myself, I offer myself completely and tonight is no different. I am burning with desire all over... to touch you... to have you in my mouth. I wonder if you can feel the want and the need coursing from my body. I take several long deep breaths controlling myself. I can't hold myself back much longer...

I grab the waistline of your breaths.. and I have to ask I am not thinking before.. not thinking of punishment, I am thinking of wanting to do nothing more then to please you. Gently I start rolling them down my fingers touching your now bare cock as I do so.

"S..sir... I know... this is out of character... b-but please may I taste you?" She whispered, not thinking of the punishment, it had been so so long.
 
Reaching down, grabbing a handful of your long blond hair . . . got to keep some semblance of order here, "Angel, in due time; please don't force me to punish you. Just remove my briefs."

You can probably tell by my body quivering that I want nothing more than to feel you warm lips and wet mouth around my cock. Stepping out of my briefs as you complete the task.

"Now, Angel, you may taste me. Cup my balls with your fingers; take the shaft of my cock in your other hand and bring me to your mouth, slowly." My hands are on the back of your head, ready to control how quickly and deeply you take my cock in your mouth.
 
I was a little taken aback when you pulled a handful of my hair in your hands, but I should have expected it, I had been out of this for a little to long now, I thought to myself. His voice was firm, yet still had that sexy raspy silky feel to it.

I Nodded my my head, as my fingers went back to the waitband of those briefs, my breathing hitching once more, what was wrong with me, I was losing my own control my own resolve.. that never happened... I had learned great control throughout the years in my relationship and at the club.. speak when spoken to... control your orgasms... your desires, and I had loved every moment.. but it had been so long, and I was see sawing over the edge.

I feel you step from your briefs and this time I cannot help from licking my dry lips. She was so grateful when he gave her the permission she so wanted to hear that she could taste him. She genlty cupped his balls in her hands, refraining herself from cupping them tightly and taking them into her hot mouth, she was so so ready. She shook her own thoughts from her rapidly racing mind.

She took the shaft of his cock into her hand, and slowly brought him to her wanting, needy, and ready mouth... her body shivered, I feel your hands on the back of my head and my body is so receptive, so ready for you, for your cock, my mouth so willing to take you.. as I slowly take you into my mouth just as you have instructed me to do so.
 
My hands gentle on the back of your head. Feeling you take my hard cock slowly into your mouth. "Squeeze my balls just a little, Angel." As you do, I slide my cock a bit deeper into your mouth, feeling the warmth and wetness of your tongue. Sliding deep enough for the head to probe your throat.

"Take your time, Angel. I will give you my cum tonight, but I'm not ready yet.

Running my fingers thru your blond hair, your head slowly moving back and forth on my cock, driving me forward toward an explosive orgasm that will fill your throat. Deciding that I need to stop for a few minutes before giving you what you are wanting . . . and needing.

"I know this is unusual, Angel, but I want you to stop sucking my cock. Stand up." Still blindfolded, I lead you over to a chair in the corner of the room and help you sit down. Kneeling in front of you, I spread your legs . . . lean in and inhale the scent of your arousal. Lifting your legs until your thighs rest on my shoulders, I bury my face in your dripping pussy, and flick your clit with my tongue. Pressing my face against your slick opening, I continue licking and fucking you with my tongue . . . knowing that your orgasm will explode very quickly.
 
It had been so long for everything I thought to myself... But having you in my mouth felt right, she needed to please him, ached to please him. I know you have to feel my soft moan against your hard cock as I take you into my mouth. I breathed against your cock, as I squeezed your balls tighter god how I just wanted to take you deep into my throat, and make you cum like never before, but I can't, this was your night not mine....

The deeper your cock goes into my ready and waiting mouth makes me gasp in pleasure, my nipples hardening even more, so hard they ached. I moan and allow my tongue to twirl around your cock, I need totastee you, I need to bring you pleasure. She was trying to take her time, but she was having such a hard time being very patient at the moment.

She breathed deeply at his words. Feeling your hands run through my long blond hair I sigh, it feels so good, it's been so long, I feel so desperate. The taste of you is so good against my tongue, in my mouth, againsf my throat, I am sure I can cum just from sucking your cock and bringing you pleasure. She was quite stunned when he asked her to stop sucking his cock, don't pout she thought to herself.

I do as you say and carefully stand up, my legs a bit shaky as I do so. I feel you sitting me down gently in a chair, being blindfolded made he anticipation that much sweeter, yet that much more intense at the same time. I gasp when you spread my legs... Oh good lord I know I will not be able to stand this. I gasp when your tongue flicks gently against my clit.. And I find my nails dig into the armrest of the chair, control yourself angel. I bite my tongue but my moans quickly fill the room, turning into screams.

Breath, breath angel you know not to cum til you are told... But he was doing everything right, she but her lip so hard trying to control the intense orgasm she felt building inside of her....
 
Remembering the rules of the Club: The submissive cannot cum until given permission.

In effect, I am causing you to break a rule here. Leaning back briefly, "Now, Angel, cum . . . fill my mouth with your pussy juices. Then you can have your reward."
 
Her body was quivering, she was shaking, but she had to prove her control, prove that she could follow all the rules, even if the rules were killing her at the moment.

How much could one person take, it had been so long, but this session was more intense then any session she had ever been in at the club, and angel was losing all control. She moaned when she heard him say the words cum, she was suprised she was even able to register his words, it was like a shock wave of pleasure had rocked through her entire body, it was more intense then any orgasm she had ever felt before.

She almost felt as if she couldn't Breath or as if the orgasm would never end.. Yet she wanted her reward, hell could she handle his reward...she still needed ached to bring him pleasure.
 
Feeling your thighs clamp tight on my face as the first wave of your orgasm explodes through your body; wondering how long since you have experienced the joy of sexual release, or how long since one this intense. Squeezing your ass with both hands, I hold you tight against my face as your sweet nectar flows, swallowing as much as possible, the remainder flooding my chin and dripping onto my chest. My cock is as hard as ever, showing once again the effect of giving my partner pleasure.

Once your orgasm begins to subside, I feel your thigh muscles relax, your legs now limp on my shoulders; I lower them gently to the floor as you lean back in the chair, gathering yourself, preparing yourself for claiming your reward, the desire obvious on your face.

Stepping back from the chair, slowly stroking my hard cock, still slick from your saliva, "Now, Angel, now you can have your reward. Show me again what a good little cocksucker you are."
 
My thoughts are overwhelming as is the orgasm that courses through my veins, I grip the chair so hard, my moans quickly filling the room. My senses are on overload, and I know now I have never cum this hard in my life before, it was intense, almost to intense... Maybe because it had been so long for me to because you were just that good. I am gasping and crying out, and I know I am loud.... As my pussy rides against your face, enjoying the sweetest orgasm I think I may have ever experienced yet.

My head is leaning back, as I continue to let out low moans, squirming against you. It felt like forever before I would come down off of the orgasm you had just given me, but I did as I try to catch my breath. My breathing finally slows some as you gently place my feet back to the floor and I fix myself once more in the chair, anticipation of my reward coming next, I couldn't wait to have you in my mouth again, I needed to taste you once more.

I bite my lip waiting, god if you only knew how turned on I really was, how bad I was losing my own control, I had to regain my composure somehow, but fuck you were so so good. I smile ready and willing to take my reward into my mouth, knowing I must bring you as much pleasure as you have just given me.

I slide up in my chair unsure if you want me back on my knees, or this way, and I reach out for your cock, still blindfolded... I ache for this moment.
 
"OK, Angel, on your knees." As you reach out, I take you by the hand and lead you to a spot in the middle of the room. Holding you hands as you kneel, your anticipation is written all over your face.

"Hands by your sides, until I tell you what to do with them." As you obey, somewhat reluctantly, I step up close, cock in hand, ready to give you a 'reward'. I lean forward and rub the head of my cock all over your face, even over the blindfold, my balls dragging across your mouth, inviting you tongue to poke out and lick them.

"Are you ready, Angel? Not waiting for an answer. "Take off your blindfold, but keep your eyes closed for now."

Placing my cockhead on your lips, "Now, Angel, he is all yours. Hands . . . lips . . . tongue . . . it's up to you to drain my balls and swallow as much as possible." As you start to take me deep in your throat, hungrily sucking at my cock, "Open your eyes, Angel. I want to see your eyes as you make me cum.
 
She Breathed deeply when he told her to get on her knees, but she was so ready for him, so ready to be on her knees for him, to once more take his cock into her hot mouth. I shyly smile as you take my hand in yours and lead the way. Your hands feel nice in mine I think to myself, then quickly shake the thought from my mind. You help me kneel and it's clear I am so ready and needy for this, oh how I need to please you.

I nodded my head and smile, as I leave my hands gently at my sides. The need to touch you is almost unbearable but I hope my emotions don't show on my face, I am grateful for a moment that my eyes are hidden from you. As you start to rub your cock all over my face, I cant hide my moans as my tongue snakes out just needing to taste you. I am so intoxicated by you, I think to myself, more then I ever have been before by any man.

I am more ready then you know, I think to myself, my heart pounding so hard in my chest I wonder if you can hear it. My body is aching for you, my mouth dying for your cock inside of it once more. I do as you say, carefully reaching my hands up to my blindfold, as I carefully untie it and gently pull it off setting it gently on the floor beside me keeping my eyes closed as I am told.

Feeling your cock against my lip, I gasp in excitement and pleasure, knowing I'll hopefully be bringing you to pleasure soon enough. I relish the thought when you tell me that your cock is all mine, causing my pussy to throb once more. I take your balls into my small hands and slowly I rub them as I slowly start taking your cock into my mouth, and I slowly move my head but I am so hungry for you for your cum, that I go deeper I have the need to feel you against my throat.

Hearing your words and I move my hands from your balls I place them on your hips I need to touch you, feel you as my nails gently dig into your hips. My eyes slowly flutter open and adjust first to the room and then to your face, your handsome face, then it registers but I am so lost in my world, of lust my suprised eyes focus back to your cock, as I take you deep against my throat now, my tongue running along with me as I go.

I need your release I need your cum. I look up into your eyes once more... And it's then my shock actually registers, but I never once stop... I need this, I want to give you this.
 
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