Trials and Titillations (Closed)

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda Patterson made a quick scan of the bar and saw a table free off to one side. She saw some of the regulars, and a couple of new faces, but nothing caught her fancy yet. It was still early though, often things didn’t pick up until after 10:00. Her sexy black heels made little noise as she made her way to the table for two.

She adjusted her sexy black dress, and discreetly checked her makeup in her compact mirror before Janice came over to take her drink order.

“What can I get you tonight Miranda,” she asked pleasantly.

“How about a sexy, dark-haired MILF with perky tits and a nice ass?”

Janice laughed. Miranda had been hitting on her for so long she was disappointed on those rare nights when she didn’t try. The older brunette knew that Janice was married, but that never stopped her from flirting with her.

“Can’t help you there,” she said, smiling, “but I could arrange to introduce you to a martini.”

Miranda pretended to be disappointed. “Ok fine, a martini sounds lovely.”

As the MILF waitress went on with her business, Miranda considered the odds of finding herself a nice, little bi-girl to play with tonight. Probably not good, she thought.
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She sighed and looked around the room. Here she was, an attractive woman herself, mid-forties but younger-looking on the prowl for a woman she could take back to her place and have her way with. She may not have the body she once had, but she had experience and attitude on her side, and she simply oozed sexuality. Her long, dark hair was piled up on her head, and her mesmerizing grey eyes searched the faces she recognized. She saw a pair of women holding hands as they chatted animatedly, and one of them was the cute blonde she had been lusting after ever since she found this place. Sighing, she put the blonde lesbian out of her mind.

“Damn Charles and his rules,” she muttered to herself, knowing that she could never bring one of those home.

Miranda and Charles had been married for 5 years, and only a couple of years ago did Miranda begin to act on her budding interest in other women. She loved Charles, and he was the only person, man or woman that she would allow to dominate her in the bedroom. The rest of the time, with other women, she was clearly the dominant party, and she loved introducing younger women and curious MILFs into the world of discipline and sexual submission, like the way Charles had introduced her to BDSM when they first met.

She quietly sipped her drink, listening to the music that was playing and trying not to touch her pussy. It had been too long since she’d had a playmate over. Not that she was looking just for any woman, though. She had to be bi, naturally submissive (or at least curious about those things) and willing to let Miranda tie them up and fuck how she wanted – which meant tickling, teasing, and edging the helpless woman to the point where she would do anything to reach orgasmic release. Just thinking about it was making her wet.

Miranda looked around for Janice, so she could order another drink, when a woman walked into the room and casually made her way up to the bar. She licked her lips and wondered who she was. More importantly, she wondered if she might be the one she was looking for tonight.

 

[marriedbigrl]

Emily walked into the bar tired from a long day at work. She had spent the day catering for a very large wedding, and just wanted a drink. She didn't go to bars very often, but after the day she had, she decided to stop at the little hole in the wall near her home. The words of her best friend and business partner rang in her ears as she stepped in. "You need to get laid!" Amanda had said after Emily had bitched at her for not getting a table cloth right. While Emily did not intend to have a drunken one night stand with a stranger from the bar, she couldn't argue with her friend.

It had been nearly a year since her divorce, and a year and a half since she Las "got laid". Not that Emily didn't attract interest. Even today she had been hit in by all of the grooms single friends, and even a few married ones. Apparently wearing a low cut red dress will do that, especially with her 36ddd breasts.

"I'll just have a martini, neat please" Emily said as she adjusted the dress around herself to sit and looked around the room. She swore she caught the lady a few seats down staring at her for a moment. Probably just jealous of the competition that had just walked in the door. Emily almost called out to say not to worry, she wasn't trying to get laid, but kept it to herself. Actually, the woman didn't have anything to be jealous of, she could probably have anyone in this place she wanted including Emily herself!

It had been 10 years since her days experimenting in college. It had been fun, but she gave it up for her jealous asshole ex. Maybe that was the ticket to getting back out finding some fun she could enjoy. "Fuck, Amanda's right, I do need to get laid" Emily sighed to herself as she caught herself staring at the sexy woman at the other end of the bar, wondering if she had been staring as well.

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda caught Janice’s eye and called her over. “Do you know who that woman is that just walked in, the one in the sexy red dress?” she asked.

Janice shook her head. “Sorry, haven’t seen her in here before.”

“Ok, thanks. Could I get another martini please? And please do me a favour – put that woman’s drink on my tab will you?”

“No problem Miranda,” Janice said, her used glass from the table. “She’s some sexy, wouldn’t you say?” she said in parting, a smile on her face.

The sex hungry brunette eyed the woman up and down, taking in everything. She liked what she saw.

“Most definitely,” she murmured, placing the arm of her glasses between her teeth as she imagined the woman naked and tied to their king-sized bed in the basement playroom. Well, technically it belonged to Charles – he owned the house and had the playroom and much of the furniture in it built before Miranda met him. But she considered it hers too since they married.

The woman in the red dress sipped her martini, and then she saw Janice approach and say something to her. She must have let the woman know that Miranda had paid for her drink.

And I would gladly pay for more than that if I could get you to come home with me, she thought.

Miranda sighed, thinking about how long it had been since she’d been able to bring home a playmate. She was itching to play some of her kinky bondage and discipline games with a woman willing to let herself be tickled and teased all night long, and allow Miranda to edge her mercilessly until she begged for release.

 

[marriedbigrl]

Emily smiled at the bartender as she was brought her martini. "Miranda over there says she has your tab, hon. Watch out, I've never seen her buy a woman a drink without convincing them to follow her home." she said with a wink.

So this Miranda had been staring at her, and almost certainly had designs on taking Emily home! She could feel her black lacy thong dampen as she considered it. But Emily was not the type to follow a random stranger home from the bar. Still it would be rude not to go talk to her right?

Emily stood up and bent over slightly to pull the hem of her dress down as it had ridden up that her ass almost hung out. Not thinking about it she was giving a brief show down the top of her dress as her ample cleavage hung and bounced as she fixed herself. Parts of the lacy black bra that matched her panties were easily seen. When she looked back up she could see Miranda and at least 3 men staring, almost hypnotized, at her ties. Blushing, she walked toward Miranda.

"I hear you bought my drink. Thank you! I'm Emily, it's nice to meet you! Mind if I sit with you? Might be easier to keep these creeps off of me if I don't appear to be alone" She said as one young man looking like a frat boy walked up. He gave a bit of a scowl and walked back over to his buddies.

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda’s pulse quickened as she saw the woman in red coming towards her. She smiled, knowing that she had passed the first test. Her pussy was tingling thinking about this one.

She invited Emily to join her, sympathetic to her desire to keep the boys at bay.

“Emily, by all means, please join me, I’d love the company.”

The two of them traded some small talk, getting to know a bit about one another. Miranda told the younger woman about her part-time work as a freelance writer and being married to Charles. She told Emily he was often away on business, but that she didn’t mind, as it left her free to pursue other things like charity work and yoga classes. And other women.

Miranda gave Emily one of her coy smiles. “Emily, I’m a pretty direct woman, and I don’t play games. Unless it’s in the bedroom,” she said, briefly touching Emily’s arm. “I hope you won’t be offended by this, but you look like you need to be fucked hard and deep by someone soft and sweet,” Miranda offered. “Now I can be soft and sweet, but to be honest, tonight I am feeling the need to take a strong, sexy woman like you back to my place to open up her sexual horizons and give her an unforgettable experience.”

Seeing that Emily was still paying attention to her, Miranda ordered them another round of drinks and continued with her sales pitch.

“I’ll be frank, Emily,” she began, “I like to take control in the bedroom, take charge. Dominate. And I love a woman who isn’t afraid to submit to someone like me.”

Miranda leaned forward slightly and dropped her voice down a little, making it sound even sexier than it did. “Emily, what I’d really like is to take you home with me, slowly strip you naked, and take you down into my dungeon playroom. I’d like to tie you up,” she purred, “and have my way with you all night long. You see, I like to tickle and tease women like you Emily,” she said, sipping her drink. “I’d like to take my time exploring every inch of your beautiful body, discovering those special sensitive areas on you that can be stimulated to produce incredible sensations built of pure pleasure.”

Emily looked like she was unsure, but Miranda continued. “Tickling is about sexual energy,” Miranda explained, taking Emily’s hand, and placing it palm up on the table. “If you do it right, you can build that energy, like adding fuel to a fire, a fire that we want,” she said, taking a finger and slowly tracing a circle on Emily’s palm.

“Women are like volcanoes – when there isn’t enough heat and fire, nothing happens,” continued Miranda. “But when you take the time to build that heat, that volcanic pressure, the lava begins to flow.” She traced more circles on Emily’s palm, moving faster, tickling her soft skin.

“And when the timing is right, that heat and energy explodes,” Miranda, explained, her fingernails gliding quickly across Emily’s hand before stopping. “And that eruption, Emily, that is your burning, hot pussy shooting molten lava everywhere. If you’ve never had an orgasmic eruption like what I am talking about, then honey, you really haven’t lived yet.”

Abruptly, Miranda stood and announced she was going to the washroom.

“If you’re not here when I get back, I’ll understand,” Miranda said. “It’s not for everyone.” She moved closer and leaned in to whisper in Emily’s ear. “But if you want to have orgasms that will rock your body to the core, and leave you close to fainting,” she said softly, grinning, “then follow me into the washroom.”

Miranda winked at Emily, and sexily sauntered off towards the rear of the bar and down the stairs.

 

[marriedbigrl]

Emily was fascinated with Miranda. She spoke with such grace, confidence, with a perfect undercurrent of eroticism. She was almost left speechless even before Miranda got to the point.

The point, as it were, left Emily not only speechless, but with a dry mouth and soaked pussy as well! The first touch, as Miranda just innocently brushed her arm, set a shiver of anticipation down her spine. Miranda wasn't wrong as she talked seductively about how Emily needed to be fucked hard and deep. Her nipples hardened as she thought about spending a passionate night with her sexy new friend. Then Mianda somehow made it even sexier.

Emily was in the midst of trying to snap out of it and think clearly as Miranda went on about stripping her naked, dungeons and tying people up. Normally, that would be major red flags, she never was a fan of 50 Shades of Gray. But Miranda was so confident, so forward, and so sexy as she spoke about it, Emily couldn't escape the trance she was in. The bartender had been right, Emily should have been careful.

But it wasn't until Miranda turned Emily's palm up on the table, that Emily believed the seductive woman could follow through on her promises.The way she traced Emily's had as she spoke of tickling and edging, gave Emily goosebumps! She had to be dreaming, never before had she felt so certain she was having an out of body experience. An involuntary gasp escaped her lips as Miranda tickled her palm faster, then scratched her hand.

It was as if the scratch pulled every single sexual nerve ending to the surface. Her breasts heaved in her low cut dress as she struggled to suppress the fact that she needed to catch her breath, as she realized she had been holding it since Miranda had first touched her palm. Emily already felt like one of Miranda's volcanoes, rumbling inside and ready to explode anytime.

Emily almost got up and chased Miranda to the bathroom, but she didn't want to lose her new playmate by appearing to eager. Miranda clearly enjoyed the hunt, so Emily decided to wait. She was glad she did as she was treated to an amazing view of Miranda's ass as she practically strutted to the wash room.

Of course what Emily hadn't thought about was Miranda had just left her alone. Right as the wash room door closed and Emily was about to get up another one from the group of frat boys walked up close, right in front of her. He muttered some lame pickup line to her books and smiled. Emily, still in a bit of a daze just silently tried to stand up, but he was to close, and didn't appear willing to let her move.

Emily tried to get excuse herself but he wasn't going to let her get away with letting him buy her a drink. Emily didn't think she had time for this, but with no choice, turned to Janice. "Do you know what a Charlie foxtrot shot is? Can I get one, fast please?". "Make that two, and their on me!" said the frat boy. Janice smiled and quickly made the shots. "Two clusterfucks my lady" she said to Emily and handed over the concoctions. Before he had time to react, Emily smashed both plastic cups on either side of his head, pushed him back and hurried to the bathroom door. She would have to remember to tip Janice well, she even thought to use red food dye instead of the usual green to minimize splash back damage to her dress! A very good bartender indeed! The dumb boy's face would be red for a week!

Emily stopped in front of the wash room door and took a breath. She couldn't believe she was about to do this, and she still had some insecurities, but deep inside she knew she had to. As she opened the door she heard the boy yell something to her about being a bitch, but it sounded like it was a million miles away. She pushed the door open, feeling like Alice stepping through the looking glass.

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda was standing in front of the mirror, playing with the way her dark hair sat up on her head. She knew even before looking that Emily was standing there, and she felt a tingle in her pussy that seemed to race through her entire body. She was so excited that this curious beauty had signaled her interest in her kinky proposition. This evening was getting better and better!

She walked over to Emily and took her by the hands. Smiling, she pulled her close, and stared into her eyes, feeling a rush of excitement. She leaned in, smelling her perfume, closed her eyes and let her lips find their way to hers. She kissed her gently, and then again, a little deeper, feeling Emily kissing back. In moments they had their arms around each other kissing passionately, their hot tongues exploring one another.

Miranda suddenly took hold of Emily’s wrists in her surprisingly strong grip, and raised her arms up over her head, locking them there. She gave Miranda a look that established that she was the predator here, and Emily was the prey. Miranda breathed in the fragrance of Emily’s hair, a subtle fruity scent that pleased her. She kissed Emily tenderly on the neck, able to feel her rapid heartbeat under her lips. She licked slowly up the graceful neck to her ear, where she took Emily’s juicy earlobe into her mouth, and sucked. “I am going to fucking love taking you on this journey tonight,” she whispered. “You are going to cum so many times by the time I am finished with you,” she purred, “I may have to treat you for dehydration.”

She was just about to take things further when she heard voices in the hallway. She stepped back from Emily, letting them both collect themselves. Miranda grabbed her purse from the counter and took her sexy new friend by the hand. “Come on Emily, let’s get out of here and get our little party started.”

 

[marriedbigrl]

Emily smiled nervously as she stepped into the wash room. She started to speak, "So, I, uhm, I dont..." but was cut off as her new friend sauntered over to her, took her hands and kissed her. She kissed back, tentatively at first. But the nervousness faded quickly as she melted into Mianda's soft lips. Emily moaned softly as Miranda's arms wrapped around her and their tongues began to dance. Emily wasn't sure what to expect, but Miranda was an incredible kisser and Emily decided she was all in on whatever happened tonight.

Just as Emily was about to slide her hands down to Miranda's incredible ass, Miranda took charge. Emily gasped excitedly as Miranda pinned her arms up and began to nibble and lock her neck and ear. The way Miranda's eyes looked at her like a hungry animal ready to enjoy it's prey, made her breath even heavier. Emily was shaking already with sexual excitement. Miranda could have given Emily an orgasm by simply brushing her clit! Instead they heard voices and stopped. "Yes, let's!

As they walked out of the wash room, Emily felt like she was in a dream. She hadn't felt this turned on in years! Every inch of her 5ft6 130lb body felt like it was on fire. As she waited for Miranda to pay, she smoothed her dress out and pulled her dark hair forward, covering her ample cleavage as she could feel the eyes of the frat boys on her again. Looking up with her green eyes she saw then staring at her with goofy smiles on their face, except the obvious red faced one who glared at her.

Miranda finished paying, and Emily smiled as Miranda grabbed her small, but tight, round ass and led her out of the bar. As they stepped out and waited for a cab, Emily leaned over and mewled into Miranda's ear. "Nobody has grabbed me ass like this in at least two tears. I can't wait to experience everything you are going to show me tonight." And gave Miranda a quick nibble of her earlobe as well.

They weren't in the cab two seconds before they began making out again. Their tongues played as both let their hands roam and explore each other's bodies. The cab driver was getting an eyeful, but she figured that was normal for the poor guy. Then after a 20 min drive that felt like it took 2 seconds, they were at Miranda's home.

"WOW, it's beautiful!" Miranda exclaimed as she looked at the mansion. It was then that some practicality was finally able to penetrate Emily's aroused state and she felt a but insecure again. "Now that we are here...I...uh...well...can I take a shower? It's been a long day at work, and, well, it's, it's been awhile since I've had sex at all, and uh, even longer since I've been with another woman. It'd be kinda nice to rinse the sweat off and, uhm, well, do some, uhhhh, personal grooming. If that'd ok of course!"

 

[Mkmydaze]

“Of course you can clean up,” replied Miranda as they entered her house. It was big, 6 bedrooms, 8 bathrooms and the rooms on the main floor were incredibly spacious. Miranda led Emily into the kitchen, where she opened a bottle of wine and offered her a glass. “Just to keep the mood light,” Miranda cooed, handing Emily a glass. She gave her guest a quick little tour of the downstairs, before stopping at a picture of her and Charles. She had been so excited that she had forgotten to mention him to Emily, and sighed, knowing that she had to now in case he made it home tonight.

“Emily, I need to tell you something about my husband Charles,” Miranda confessed. “This is Charles at a Christmas party last year,” she said, handing her a more recent photo.
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The picture showed a tall, handsome man with greying hair and beard looking intense and sexy. “He’s out of town, but there is a chance he might make it back tonight. I have to tell you this, because he knows about my penchant for bringing women home,” she explained. “He does the same on occasion. And we have this rule, that we both must share our ‘toys’, so to speak. She looked at Emily, but only saw this little smile on her face. “I hope this won’t be a problem for you, should it come to pass,” she said, putting her arms around the sexy brunette and planting a kiss on her lips that tasted like wine.

Seeing that she had no qualms about that possibility, Miranda pointed upstairs and told her that’s where she’d find the shower. “It’s a big shower – enough room for 3 couples to share,” she said cheekily. “I may need a little freshening myself, so don’t be surprised if I join you shortly,” she said, patting Emily’s tight behind. Miranda headed for the stairs to the basement, while Emily began her climb upstairs. “There are fresh towels on the rack, soap, shampoo and conditioner dispensers are in the shower, and you’ll find grooming supplies in the cabinet on the left below the sink. Make yourself at home, I’ll see you soon.”

Miranda hurried downstairs, wanting to make sure everything was ready for them in the playroom when they finished showering. She made sure there was a fresh sheet on the big bondage bed, restraints were already secured where they needed to be, and she had a bin of brand new tickle toys ready to go. Everything else was clean and ready as well, and she had a big jar of coconut oil ready and waiting to be warmed up whenever they needed it. The large collective of vibrators, dildos, electric toys and miscellaneous ‘party favours’ were set out on a table and ready for use.

 

[marriedbigrl]

Emily couldn't believe how nice Miranda's home was! It was huge, and seemed to have everything! She did notice several pictures of a very handsome gentleman, and it didn't take Miranda long before she explained. Emily had given in to having fun tonight, and if that meant there was a chance that sexy man might be playing as well, then she had definitely made the correct decision! After sharing a deliciously wine flavored kiss, Emily responded "He's incredibly sexy! I don't know entirely what's going to happen tonight, but I my plan is to just submit to whatever happens tonight. If that means I'm a "toy" to be shared, we'll, I think I might be in for the most incredible night of my life!"

Emily hurried upstairs to find the shower. She wanted, no needed, to get the fun started as soon as possible, and it was going to take some time for her to trim tge jungle she had grown in her post-divorce depression. She quickly found everything that Miranda had pointed out, but took a second to marvel at the shower. She didn't know how, but she swore it was big enough to get lost in! She undressed and stuffed her clothes in her purse. She knew if Miranda did join her, she wouldn't be putting them back on. If Miranda didn't, Emily figured she'd just go find her wearing nothing but her towel.

Once she got the water temp just right, Emily stepped into the shower. It seemed like water was coming from every direction, and it was, and it felt amazing. She took a second to enjoy the water running down her naked body. Twisting a nipple and enjoying the way the water felt on her back. Emily thought about rubbing a quick one out now to prepare, but stopped when her wandering hand reminded her of the tangled mess between her legs. With a sigh, she set about trimming herself up for what was sure to be a night she would never forget!

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda heard the shower going as she headed upstairs to her bedroom. She shed her clothes, and selected a sheer, black-lace babydoll, sans panties, to wear after her shower. Although she knew she would probably abandon it once they were playing downstairs, she liked wearing it because it made her feel sexy. Charles found her irresistible in it.

She stood outside the door listening to Emily shower. Miranda’s pussy was practically vibrating with excitement, and she wanted to get in there with her and explore her delicious nakedness. She used her fingertips to gently tease herself, stroking her wetness as she thought about Emily. She rubbed her clit, feeling the warmth spreading up through her, and knew that if she continued she would surely come. She stopped, wanting to give Emily that honour.

Emily did not seem surprised at all as Miranda opened the door to the large shower stall and came to stand underneath one of the several large showerheads. She noticed that Emily had shaved, and her pink pussy lips stood out against the short, dark hair above. The labia were swollen, as was Emily’s little, red button.

“You haven’t been playing with yourself, have you Emily?”, she asked, planting a deep kiss on the brunette’s lips, letting her tongue trace their outline. “Naughty girl, that’s my job,” she teased, reaching down to cup her toy’s wet pussy, and gently squeezing. “I may have to punish you for that,” she taunted, her finger grazing the sensitive clit. “But right now,” she continued, moving to stand where the water wasn’t spraying on her, “I want you to wash me from head to toe. And you had better do a good job of it,” Miranda added, standing with her palms pressed against the wall, and sticking her sexy ass out towards Emily.

 

[marriedbigrl]

The buzz of the clippers as Emily trimmed her bush down felt great on her already aroused pussy. She shaved it smooth other than a well shaped strip above her wet lips. Getting carried away she began teasing her hard nub, nearly cumming until being interrupted as Miranda came in to join her.

Miranda was stunning. Emily always had a fondness for the female form, and Miranda's body was perfect! "My God you're sexy!" Emily exclaimed, her voice full of lust and desire. "Just got a little carried away cleaning myself up, didn't cum though, I don't want to waste any orgasms without you in the room!"She replied to Miranda's reprimand before moaning into her kiss. Emily shuddered and sighed softly when Miranda teased her clip.

Emily grabbed some soap and lathered it in her hands. A cloth would probably work better, but she was not about to waste this opportunity to run her hands all over Miranda's body. She stepped up behind Miranda, pressing her hips into Miranda's perfect round ass. "I'll bet your hubby loves this position! What a view" she said in a husky voice before leaning forward and soaping Miranda's back.

Methodically, Emily worked her way down, eventually finding herself on her knees with Miranda's round ass directly in front of her. She spent extra time there, soaping, and massaging it. She ran her soapy hands between Miranda's cheeks, and made sure to gently and teasingly soap and clean her friends asshole. Then finishing up with her friends toned smooth legs. There was also a bucket in the shower she assumed was for rinsing, and once done soaping her, Emily rinsed her off. "Clean enough to eat...off of" Emily joked. Then as if to emphasize her point, she spread Miranda's ass with her hands and gave a long like from the bottom of her ass to the top, spending an extra few seconds licking her new friends asshole.

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda felt Emily thrust her hips against her ass, and then felt her hands on her body, caressing and soaping her up. She started with her arms, then moved down to the shoulders and back.

“Mmm, yes, that feels so good,” Miranda moaned. Feeling Emily’s wet pussy rubbing on her leg aroused her greatly. Emily kept washing her, and she felt her warm, wet hands all over her naked ass, and rubbing her pussy. Emily massaged her ass, and it felt fantastic. Miranda gasped when she felt Emily spread her cheeks and tease her soapy asshole. A deep moan filled her, and her pussy throbbed. She was very close to cumming. Emily left her on the edge, then used her soapy hands to wash Miranda’s long, sexy legs and feet. Miranda giggled, feeling Emily’s fingertips on her soap-covered soles. “Careful, now,” she warned. “I’m a little ticklish.”

After being rinsed, Emily continued to tease her sensitive ass crack, and she now felt her tongue thrusting against her puckered opening. “Oh my God,” Miranda moaned, her arousal spiking again while Emily licked her there. “You’re going to make me cum.” After a few seconds, Emily stopped. “Don’t stop,” Miranda ordered, “you need to make me cum,” she said, arching her back and thrusting her ass out even more.

Emily needed no convincing to do as she was told, taking hold of Miranda with both hands and shoving her face forward until her tongue met flesh and she began rimming her. The older brunette moaned and panted, feeling Emily’s lusty tongue working its magic on her, while Emily began to stroke Miranda’s wet clit with her thumb. Miranda closed her eyes, her whole body clenching tightly under the dual stimulation. Emily switched to licking the swollen pussy in front of her, until Miranda began to tremble. She used her tongue on Miranda’s pussy, licking and sucking like a starving woman. When she began to flick her tongue across the tip of Miranda’s clit, it pushed her over the edge. “OH GOD YES!,” Miranda cried out, as Emily brought her new friend to orgasm, her tongue still teasing her pulsing clit.

After a few moments spent collecting herself, Miranda held Emily by the shoulders, and took them both under the showerheads again. “That was amazing,” she said to Emily. They kissed under the warm water, and Miranda smiled. She moved Emily back to the side again, out of the water, and moved her hands up over her head. “Now, no matter what happens, keep your hands there,” Emily said. “And keep these spread,” she added, pushing the younger woman’s wet thighs apart and exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. Miranda grabbed some soap and worked her hands into a thick lather. She gave Emily an evil, lust-filled grin. “Now it’s my turn,” she said and began letting her fingers drag slowly down the lengths of Emily’s arms. When her fingertips slid down into her armpits, Emily gasped, and stifled a giggle. Eyes gleaming, Miranda slowly stroked her armpits, until Emily pulled her arms down part-way, and let out a sexy giggle.

“What’s the matter Emily?” asked Miranda in a coy, teasing tone. She held Emily’s wrists above her head with one hand and used the other to gently scrape her nails around in Emily’s naked armpit. Emily let out a sharp squeal. Miranda smiled and brushed some wet hair from Emily’s face. “Oh my, it looks like you are a ticklish one,” she said, grinning. “Let’s find out where else you’re ticklish, shall we?”

 

[marriedbigrl]

Emily moaned and smiled as Miranda writhed and enjoyed the attention her pussy and ass were getting. Apparently Emily had not lost her talent, which just made her more hungry. As Miranda came, Emily buried her face between her soft round ass cheeks, while holding her hips to help balance Miranda as she rode out her orgasm standing up. Once Miranda seemed able to stand up on her own again, Emily stood up, gave Miranda's ass a playful slap and said "God damn, you are so incredibly sexy when you cum!"

As Miranda pulled her into a kiss and pinned her arms to the wall telling her not to move, Emily gave a ragged, needy sigh. As Miranda raked her fingernails down her arms, Emily moaned until they hit her armpits. At once she instinctively jerked away with a giggle followed by another ragged sigh as the sensation sent shockwaves to her desperate needy sex. She apologized for moving and resolved to impress Miranda by not moving again as Miranda began to explore her body. She could tell Miranda all her ticklish spots, but what was the fun in that? She couldn't remember the last time she had incredible foreplay like this!

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda let her soapy hands fondle Emily’s beautiful big tits, letting her fingers tickle the nipples. She loved how they jiggled and bounced in her hands, and the feel of the stiff nipples responding to her fingertips. She wanted to taste them, but would wait until she rinsed Emily off – she didn’t want a mouthful of soap. She let her fingers glide slowly down the flat of her belly, grinning with satisfaction as Emily tried to wiggle away. “I think you are a little sensitive here too,” she said, putting her hands on Emily’s waist and squeezing. A little squeal from Emily confirmed her suspicion.

Filling her hands with more soap, the dominant woman forced Emily’s thighs further apart, and slowly began to lather her pubic area. She rubbed her hand across Emily’s pink pussy lips, enjoying the effect it had on her. She stroked her soft pussy flesh, teasing the clit, and reminded Emily not to move. She spent several minutes toying with Emily, teasing her pussy and clit, softly touching and tickling her slippery folds and watching her body writhe. Miranda smiled and thought to herself that this little bit of teasing was nothing compared to what she had planned once she got Emily downstairs and tied to the bed.

Miranda moved down to soap Emily’s legs, letting the brunette cool down a little so she didn’t cum right away. “Now turn around, and keep your hands on the wall Emily,” she said hungrily. Emily did as she was told, even sticking her rear out further to tease Miranda. The older woman laughed and lifted Emily’s foot from the shower floor. “Now my sweet,” she teased, “don’t move, no matter what I do.” With that, Miranda soaped up Emily’s bare foot, noticing how smooth she kept her feet. “Such pretty feet you have,” Miranda cooed, “I just bet they’re ticklish.” Slowly, she let her fingertips glide across the toes, and down the length of Emily’s sole. The sole squirmed in her hand, and Emily let out a high-pitched giggle. “Oh my,” said Miranda, “you are just so sensitive here!” She used her nails to tickle the soapy arch, enjoying watching Emily struggle to keep still.

She gave Emily’s other foot the same treatment, just enjoying a little tickle before working her way back up to Emily’s sexy backside. She soaped her ass, and teased Emily’s butt crack with her fingers, teasing the soft flesh around her little pink hole. She slipped her hand down and began working on the pussy again, stroking and teasing Emily until the woman was trembling. She kept one hand teasing the clit, while her other found a slippery tit and played with it. “Now my beauty, cum for Miranda,” she whispered huskily in Emily’s ear, stroking her sensitive clit faster while tickling a thick nipple with her other hand.

 

[Mkmydaze]

With what Miranda was doing to her, it took only moments for Emily to arch her back and cry out with pleasure, a look of pure bliss on her face. Miranda eased off on her touches, knowing how sensitive a woman was after orgasm. Later, when Emily was bound and helpless, she would not be as generous afterwards, as she dearly loved putting her playthings through some wicked post-orgasm tickle torture.

“Let’s get downstairs and get started Emily,” Miranda suggested, stepping underneath the water and getting a good rinse.

Emily, still smiling from ear to ear, took some time to rinse herself as well. When she was finished, she stepped out of the shower, and on to a plush bath mat. Miranda had already dried her own body completely, and was holding a new towel, ready for Emily. “Here, let me help you dry off,” she said, stepping forward. “Turn around and raise your arms for me.”

Emily did as instructed, and Miranda dried her arms down to her shoulders, then worked the towel across the expanse of her back. She enjoyed the little sounds Emily made when she rubbed the towel on her sexy ass and liked even more how she responded when she worked the fabric gently between Emily’s legs. The legs she dried quickly, and then her sensitive soles, which wrinkled sexily when the towel moved across them. Emily giggled when Miranda did that, making the older woman smile. Turning around, Emily allowed Miranda to dry her front as well, and Miranda resisted playing with her magnificent breasts so that they could move things along.

In no time, Miranda had donned her see-through babydoll, enjoying the feel of the sheer fabric on her skin – particularly on her thick, pink nipples. Emily stood watching her, looking a little awkward, but still smiling at her new friend. “Oh, I almost forgot,” she said, grabbing something from under the counter. “Here’s is what you’re wearing.”

Emily laughed when she saw it, and so did Miranda. It was a leather collar, with front and back attachment rings. “Allow me,” the dominant woman said, taking charge. Emily nodded, pulling her hair up and turning so that the collar could be buckled on her. “Now, its official,” Miranda teased, and grabbed her hand, leading her to the playroom.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

When Emily stepped out of the shower she felt fantastic. The endorphins were still travelling around her blood-stream, but now they were mixed with adrenalin from the anticipation of what was to come.

She let Miranda towel her her body down, sensitive to every stroke that she made. Nobody had touched her this way for almost eighteen months and she felt as if she could have exploded from the pleasure.

She watched as Miranda put on the babydoll. Its fine see-through mesh resting on succulent pink nipples that were hard like bullets. The older woman's breasts, while not as large as her own were firm and magnificently pert. Emily wanted to touch them but felt that she needed to be invited first.

She laughed nervously when Miranda produced the collar. She hadn't expected it. Of course she'd seen pictures of people wearing them but she'd never actually worn one herself. The collar looked expensive, made of thick black leather on the outside and beautifully soft suede leather on the inside. The rings were presumably for a leash or some other restraint.

Emily turned around and lifted her chestnut locks up from around her neck to allow Miranda to do up the buckles. The collar felt odd, almost but not quite uncomfortable. Then she turned back to face Miranda, naked except for the new restraint, allowing Miranda to inspect her. With the collar on she felt like a puppy on her way to training classes for the first time.

Emily had seen enough suspense movies to know that when a stranger suggests that you follow them down to the basement, there's a chance that its not going to end well. She felt a wave of trepidation wash over her as Miranda took hold of her hand.

But it was too late to back out now...

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda and Emily padded barefoot across cold tiles into the playroom. It was a large room and the entire floor seemed to be made of some sort of thick rubber mat material. It was mostly softly lit with wall sconces, and the walls were a maroon colour. Across the room, a few overhead lights illuminated several pieces of bondage equipment – including a whipping bench, a St. Andrew’s cross, a wooden pillory and nearby a large set of wooden stocks. But Miranda wasn’t heading to any of those, she was taking Emily to the bed. In one corner stood a king size bed, that immediately caught your attention.

It was made of heavy duty wood construction with a headboard of upright beams, and the sturdy corner posts were connected by wooden side rails at the top and wooden beams at the top of the head and foot. There were metal rails up top that offered many bondage possibilities, and the wood frame itself sported many attachment points – metal rings that could be used for tying a person down. The footboard itself was comprised of a strong-looking set of wooden stocks that had multiple holes to hold wrists or ankles securely. However, Miranda’s favourite feature were the top and bottom metal eyes for tying back an occupant’s toes, and this night she planned for Emily to experience that firsthand. Or was that firstfoot?

Emily seemed in awe of everything. Some of the walls had peg holding various lengths of ropes and chains, while other showed off an intimidating array of floggers, whips, paddles and canes. Small tables held every imaginable type of sex toy, along with a multitude of lotions, oils and lubes. Miranda and Charles had stocked their playroom with anything they might need for some kinky adult fun.

“Over here Emily,” Miranda said, patting the mattress of the bondage bed. “Let’s get you situated comfortably, shall we?”

Emily walked over to Miranda and knelt on the bed facing her. Miranda took her guest’s face in her hands and kissed her, letting her tongue find Emily’s. When she finished, she looked into Emily’s eyes, and softly whispered to her. “Lie down, and I’ll do the rest.”

Miranda started at the bottom by unlocking the stocks. She sized up Emily’s ankles visually, then reached under the bed to a plastic container that held several different sizes of memory foam inserts that could be velcroed into the stock openings for a tighter, more comfortable fit. She placed some in the central openings that were located a couple of inches apart in the stocks and then gently set Emily’s ankles down onto the bottom block. The top swung neatly down, trapping the ankles in a warm, tight embrace.

Next she took Emily’s arms and brought them up over her head. Attached to the wooden headboard were thick leather wrist cuffs, which she quickly buckled onto Emily, ensuring they were secure, but not too tight. She adjusted the ropes that attached the cuffs to the wooden uprights of the headboard, pulling the ropes until Emily’s arms were stretched a little. She tied the ropes off and took a moment to look over her plaything’s naked body.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Emily's first thought when she entered the playroom was that it must have cost a fortune. Everything was made of roughly hewn oak, sanded smooth then stained. The attachments were a mixture of iron and brass. Real craftsmanship.

She couldn't help wondering what sort of a couple had a room like this in their basement. Did Miranda and Charles use it when they were together and alone, in which case, which of them was master and which of them servant. Perhaps they switched roles, or perhaps they just relied on luring unsuspecting victims like Emily into their home. Emily wished she'd had a bit more to drink, she would have liked to have felt more relaxed. As it was, her heart and her mind were racing.

Looking around the room she couldn't believe the size of some of the dildos arranged on one of the benches. No wonder they had so many different types of lubricant. The thought of some of them inside her made Emily's eyes water. The stocks and pillory looked medieval, while the St. Andrews cross looked plain intimidating. Emily hoped Miranda wasn't planning on tying her to that. Looking at the whipping bench though, she could imagine herself on her knees strapped down over it. Her bottom presented perfectly, not just for spanking but for anything that wanted to penetrate her.

When Miranda told her to get on the bed Emily was glad of the direction. She got on it and knelt in front of her host. When Miranda kissed her it was like a soothing balm had been applied to her emotions. Miranda's tongue tongue pushed into her mouth seeking out her tongue then teased it playfully. Emily felt her breasts brushing against Miranda's hardening the nipples of her ample breasts.

She didn't want the kiss to end but when Miranda told her to lie down Emily did as instructed. She watched as Miranda lifted up the stocks at the foot of the bed then place her ankles into them. She'd expected to have her legs splayed wide exposing her pussy but instead Miranda had used the the central locations in the stocks, meaning that her legs were firmly closed. She made herself comfortable in the tightly fitting stocks, then allowed Miranda to apply the leather cuffs to her wrists.

The cuffs were made of the same strong leather as her collar and lined with soft upholstered suede for comfort. Once in place, Miranda threaded ropes through the collars' rings then pulled her arms back behind her head tying the ropes off on the uprights at the head of the bed. It was a little tighter than she'd been expecting but Emily wasn't in a position to complain.

When Miranda stepped back, Emily wasn't sure if she was admiring her or Miranda's own handiwork. Emily looked up at Miranda, wondering what was coming now...

 

[Mkmydaze]

The excitement that Miranda felt now, with this beautiful creature bound to her bed to play with was electric. She tried to slow her breathing so as not to look too eager, but it was time to get things started. She lay down on her side, facing Emily, and began tracing a finger down the bare arm beside her. Her skin was soft, and she could feel muscles moving underneath her fingertip. As it drew nearer to the inside of the elbow, Emily clamped her lips together, restraining a giggle.

“Oh, not going to laugh for me?” teased Miranda, scraping the skin lightly with her nail. Emily was smiling but said nothing in reply. “Aunty Miranda doesn’t like it when you hold your delicious laughter in dear,” she said hungrily, and moved to straddle Emily. She knelt astride the naked woman who watched helplessly as Miranda moved her hands slowly towards her exposed armpits.

Mere seconds after the long nails began scrabbling inside the tender hollows, Emily’s resistance broke. She squirmed and shrieked as Miranda tickled and teased her.

“See, there it is,” chuckled Miranda, feeling Emily’s body jerk and writhe underneath her. “That’s what Aunty wants, lots of sexy squirming and laughter!”

Miranda tickled Emily all over her sensitive torso, moving her quick moving fingers teasingly down her sides and across her flat belly. She tickled the undersides of Emily’s large breasts, enjoying how they bounced in front of her, then leaned forward to suckle the engorged nipples while her fingers kept up a steady exploration of Emily’s ribs.

She must have teased Emily this way for several minutes, before beginning to work her way down her giggling captive’s body. Down Emily’s athletic thighs and muscled calves, she stroked softly, watching Emily’s smile begin to fade as she moved closer to her feet. That was where Miranda was headed next, because as much as she loved giving attention to her ticklish underarms and ribs, she absolutely adored Emily’s pretty feet and wanted to tickle them badly.

Emily’s feet looked so beautiful, the soles appeared so soft and unblemished, with succulent-looking toes. And she knew from the shower they were ticklish. “What lovely little tootsies you have dear,” she murmured, kneeling on the floor to face Emily’s soles. “Let’s see them dance for Aunty Miranda,” she said, and started in on her plaything’s toes, pleased to hear Emily let loose her laughter again.

The older woman tickled Emily’s wiggling feet with soft strokes of her fingertips, and little flicks of her sharp nails. She teased the tips of Emily’s toes before assessing the sensitivity of the flesh between them. She was quite ticklish, scrunching her toes together in a vain attempt to trap Miranda’s fingers.

“We’ll have none of that Emily,” Miranda said sternly, then grinned at the girl as she looked over the top of the stocks. “I think these wiggly feet need a lesson, don’t you?”

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Emily hadn't expected to be tickled. She knew from the moment Miranda had shackled her wrists and ankles that she was going to be taken advantage of. But she'd thought it would have been in a different way. Perhaps with one of many whips or paddles arranged along the walls or alternatively with one of the unfeasibly large dildos.

When Miranda first started to tickle her, Emily assumed that the object of the game was to fight the urge to laugh. But it was almost as though that was the exact opposite of what Miranda actually wanted. She wanted to hear Emily shriek and giggle. In any case when Miranda straddled her and tickled her armpits Emily couldn't help but let out the loudest of shrieks. After that there didn't seem much point in resisting.

Emily loved having the strong, confident woman straddle her. She felt Miranda's pussy press down on her belly and slide along it as she moved from tickling one part of Emily's body to another. It felt good, it felt as though she could surrender control to this woman. Emily liked it when Miranda called herself Aunty, it made her feel like a cheeky little girl. Spirited but subservient.

Although her breasts weren't ticklish she loved it when Miranda began touching and playing with them. When Miranda suckled on her ripe fat nipples, Emily swooned and didn't want her tormentor to stop. Emily wished she'd shown them more attention but Miranda didn't dwell on any one area for too long, gradually working her way down Emily's body until she got to her feet.

Nobody had shown any great interest in Emily's feet before but clearly Miranda was different. It was when she teased her arches that Emily shrieked again and broke down into uncontrollable giggles. This was the first time Emily really noticed the restraints. Emily's normal reaction would have been to jerk her feet away but of course the stocks held them firmly in place. All she could do was squirm her hips while her feet stayed pretty much in the same place. About the only thing she could still do was scrunch her toes up, but even this only provided momentary relief.

When Aunty Miranda said her feet needed teaching a lesson, Emily pushed back.

"Just try, Aunty," Emily told Miranda cheekily.

 

[Mkmydaze]

“Well,” responded Miranda, “challenging your Aunty already are you? How ironic, as I’ve got a number of kinky challenges for you dear Emily,” she responded, fishing around in a small container under the bed for several lengths of black cord. “But first your Aunty is going to punish you for being so cheeky to me.”

Doubling the cord in her hand, Miranda wrapped it around Emily’s big toes a couple of times, and tied a knot, cinching them together. She pulled up on the long ends of the cord, and tied them to a large, metal ring set into the top board of the stocks. Two more cords were employed to tie around Emily’s baby toes, and then the cords were pulled away from her feet and up before being tied to a smaller metal eye screwed into the top of the stocks. Miranda hummed as she securely bound Emily’s sexy toes, and then explained to the curious girl why she did that.

“You see Emily,” Miranda began, smiling at her over the stocks, “your feet were simply too loose and wiggly to give a proper tickle. But now that your toes are tied the way they are, your soles are exposed and helpless to escape the tickling I’m going to give them. And it will tickle far worse than if I had left your feet to simply move about. Don’t your pretty feet feel more vulnerable now, and isn’t the anticipation of having them tickled while you can’t do anything to stop it just making you wet?”

Grinning, Miranda sat back on her heels and began to tickle Emily’s feet. She started with her fingers, which got Emily going pretty well. She softly stroked her pale arches, loving how Emily lit up with laughter, and let her nails trail teasingly down to her smooth heels. Miranda was thorough in her exploration of her victim’s sensitive feet, searching out every little ticklish spot and exploiting it. Before long, she had Emily going crazy, who seemed incredulous that just having her bare feet tickled could be such an effective punishment.

“Ooh does that tickle dear?” asked Miranda tauntingly, her nails scraping devilishly on the sensitive arches. Emily didn’t even have to reply, they both knew the answer.

The tickling went on for a long time, and Miranda added to the wicked torment by slipping her warm, wet tongue in between Emily’s helpless toes. Nibbling at the balls of Emily’s feet and lashing her tender toes with her tongue had the poor girl beside herself with laughter!

Towards the end, Miranda knelt across Emily’s legs, and had one hand raking her nails up the trapped soles, while her other hand snuck between her squirming victim’s thighs and played with her pussy, which was sopping wet.

“Mmmm, somebody is loving Aunty Miranda’s discipline I think,” the domme teased, using the pad of her thumb to brush Emily’s swollen clit, while her nails scratched away on the balls of her feet. Miranda knew from experience the particular torment Emily was feeling at the moment, having been on the receiving end of such teasing many times before. Being forced to laugh, caught up in a ticklish frenzy while Charles calmly played with her pussy until she was aroused out of her mind was an incredibly torturous experience that normally culminated in an explosive orgasm for her. And now she was giving Emily that same experience, only she had no plans to let her cum just yet.

Finally Miranda saw that Emily had reached a point where she was becoming breathless, so she stopped tickling. Instead, she moved to straddle her waist again, caressing her breasts while she gave Emily’s throbbing clit a final few strokes.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

"Doesn't bother me," Emily replied impertinently when Miranda told her she needed to be punished, looking up at her tormentor with a defiant grin on her face.

Emily liked being the object of Miranda's attention. She'd always been a 'pleaser' and, in truth, she was the sort of person who needed approval to validate herself. She responded well to praise but badly to criticism. If she liked someone she found herself taking on a persona that she thought would please them. Emily didn't have a problem with being like that, if she liked you then she wanted to please you.

Such a personality had it problems however. At school, it had been Emily behind the bike sheds giving the cool boys what they wanted. But she'd learned the hard way that her willingness to please could easily be abused. She'd rapidly gained a reputation for being a slut and the same boys who'd she'd let fuck her, later laughed at her in public and called her a slut. It had been a bit like that in her adult life too. The men in her life had taken advantage of her and she'd been left a bit disillusioned with the concept of romance.

Emily didn't think that Miranda was going to abuse her. She was going to torment her certainly, but not abuse her. She liked the attractive, dominant, older woman. She wanted to feel Miranda's hands roaming over her body and the touch of her lips against her own. Emily would be whatever Miranda wanted her to be and she'd let Miranda do whatever she wanted to her.

Tying Emily's big toes to each other and then to the bed was surprisingly effective at further restricting the movement of her feet. Tying off her baby toes as well, left her with virtually no freedom of movement at all. Emily found that she couldn't even scrunch up the other toes properly any more. She felt aroused by her vulnerability as Miranda began to stroke the soles of her feet.

Emily found that she was utterly helpless. Tied to the bed as she was there was nothing she could do to resist. The only option open to her was to giggle and shriek. She tried begging for mercy but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

Emily didn't realise she was becoming aroused until Miranda began to lick her toes. There was something sensual about the the feeling of a warm wet tongue exploring the crevices between her toes, it felt so intimate, so personal.

"I like that Aunty," she told Miranda, who continued for a bit before making her scream and shout again.

When Miranda pushed a hand between her thighs, Emily thought relief was at hand. She tried to open her legs to give her more access but the way she was shackled made it difficult. It wasn't helped by the fact that she was still being tickled. She tried to offer up her pussy in the hope of a good fingering but Miranda's tickling meant that she was having to constantly squirm.

When Miranda finally stopped tickling her, Emily thought salvation was at hand. When Miranda straddled her, Emily felt Miranda's pussy pressing against her belly again while while her hands gently caressed Emily's pussy and breasts. Emily loved the feel of Miranda touching her most personal areas.

"Kiss me Aunty," she pleaded, her eyes looking dolefully into Miranda's.

 

[Mkmydaze]

Miranda was having fun. She liked how Emily had become this sassy little slut with her. Perhaps that was truly who Emily was, only she felt comfortable sharing that with Miranda. Either way, Miranda figured that she was going to love toying with this woman, and Emily was going to enjoy every minute of what Miranda was going to dish out to her.

Smiling, Miranda ran her hands up Emily’s soft belly to cup her ample tits. She caressed them, then pinched her engorged nipples hard, making Emily cry out. “Aunty will kiss you when it pleases her,” she stated, “you are here for my pleasure, not the other way around. But don’t worry my pet,” she cooed, now stroking the nipples gently. “That doesn’t mean I won’t let you have your fill of pleasure tonight. In fact, you might just get more pleasure than you know how to handle,” she said coyly, kneading her ribs and making Emily squirm.

“I think you are ready for your first challenge,” Miranda said, leaning in to kiss Emily hard on the lips. She let her tongue explore Emily’s lips, before plunging into her sweet-tasting mouth. She let her fingers spider inside her captive’s armpits, that were now slick with sweat. Emily laughed while Miranda’s tongue was still in her mouth, and Miranda loved the sensation of her trapped laughter seeking a way out.

She rose from Emily and padded over to the refrigerator where she and Charles kept a stock of refreshments and other items for naughty fun. She took a bowl of ice cubes from the freezer and returned to her plaything on the bed. “This, my dear, is called the Ice Cube Challenge,” Miranda explained, selecting a frozen cube for Emily to observe. “I am going to place this on your body, and you must keep still for 2 minutes, not allowing the cube to move. If you manage to do that,” Miranda said, smiling, “Aunty will give you a delicious orgasm. But if you fail,” she said, licking her lips, “you will not get to cum, and Aunty will punish you.”

Placing the cube on Emily’s belly, she allowed it to melt a little, before letting it slide down to rest in the small hollow of her bellybutton. “Oh, did I forget to mention that Aunty will be trying her best to make you lose the cube during those 2 minutes?”, Miranda asked tauntingly. “Starting now.”

It really wasn’t a challenge anyone could easily win, Miranda knew. She began kissing and licking Emily’s thighs, edging closer to her wet, swollen pussy lips, while her fingers lazily walked up the woman’s sides. It was clear Emily couldn’t resist, and before long Miranda’s teasing tongue and tickling fingers had her belly bouncing. All it took was one quick swipe of her tongue up Emily’s hot little button while fingering a nipple and the opposite armpit to make the brunette’s body leap momentarily off the bed, sending the cube flying. She hadn’t even lasted a minute.

Miranda giggled, and peered down at Emily, grinning at the woman whose erotic writhing had lost her the challenge. “Oh my, poor Emily has lost,” she teased, moving to dispose of the shrunken cube in the small sink by the fridge. “How shall Aunty punish you now? Let me think,” she said, once again opening the door to the fridge.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

At first, Emily had been hurt by Miranda's refusal to kiss her but, restrained as she was, there wasn't really much she could do about it. She pulled a face that tried to convey nonchalant dissent. Whether it did or not was hard to tell.

When Miranda pinched her nipples she squealed excitedly rather than through pain. Emily had always had sensitive nipples and swore that under the right circumstances she could orgasm from their touch alone.

Finally, when Miranda did eventually consent to kiss her, fireworks went off in Emily's brain. Miranda pushed her lips hard against hers forced her tongue into Emily's waiting mouth. Emily tried to do likewise, forcing her own tongue back into Miranda's mouth. Miranda toyed with Emily's armpits as they kissed. The armpits were the worst as far Emily was concerned and she was powerless to resist. One stroke reduced her to a giggling, quivering wreck and only Miranda sitting on top of her with her mouth clamped onto Emily's stopped Emily from looking like the, victim of an electrocution.

Emily's first thought when she saw the ice cubes was that Miranda was going to sensually rub them over her body. When Miranda explained the nature of the challenge she was disappointed at first but, when she told her what the prize was for winning, Emily's ears pricked up. She thought she stood a good chance of keeping the ice cube stationary for two minutes but she hadn't counted on Miranda's tactics.

Emily could almost have cum prematurely from the way Miranda began to tease her thighs and play with her nipples. The closer Miranda's tongue got to Emily's pussy the more Emily craved her prize. After a minute or so she began to let herself believe that this was a challenge she could win. All it took was one tickle of her armpit however for Emily to involuntarily clench her stomach muscles and dislodge the ice cube from her belly button.

The ice cube slid across Emily's pale skin and fell onto the bed. Miranda looked triumphant and Emily began to wonder what was coming next.