1. One Day in Germany (1 of 2)


    Date: 5/17/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: AndreaJordan, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    her at her guest. An attractive guy and he had voluntarily chosen to spend part of his precious life being sat on by her. He was also trusting her with his life, it made her feel good. She returned to the key that she had squeezed into the desk and pressed a little more. It unlocked one of James wrists. She was very tempted. What would they do if the small key was to snap? She knew that there was no spare. It was 3pm when Karin closed and piled up her books, this was the time she'd planned to finish both her study and her face sitting. She removed her glasses and rubbed her tired eyes and then held her palms over her eyes to let the heat sink in. She stood up and looked behind her at the sleepy face that had been her seat for the last six hours. She removed the plastic tube from his mouth and ran her fingers around the profile of his lovely chiseled features. "Is that the time?" James asked sleepily. "3 o'clock." James smiled as he tried to lift his arms before remembering that they were still chained down. He rattled them gently and looked up expectantly. She held up the small key ring. "Chains on." "Oh yes." "Did you like?" "It was fantastic." "Orgasm for you?" Karin reached down and touched his cock through his suit trousers. "No thanks." He couldn’t believe he’d just turned down the chance of a hand job. He’d wanted to come earlier, but now the feeling of being beneath her had turned from just sexual into something else. He wasn’t sure what. “No?” she was also ...
    surprised. "For you?" he offered in return. Karin looked shocked and shook her head. “Why not?” Karin had often thought about getting off by rubbing herself against the guy in the box, but had been too embarrassed to try. She knew from experience that she could be quite loud and anyway the whole point of her service was to arouse the guy and not her. But here was a sexy guy offering her the service. Maybe he would use his lips on her, maybe even his tongue. She sub-consciously put her hand to her mouth as she thought through the possibilities. She looked down and saw his expectant eyes staring up from the box. They really were cute. He was willing and anyway she had him helplessly chained up, so maybe she should go ahead. Apprehensively, she turned and sat back down on the lid, once more facing towards his body. She lifted her skirt and positioned her clit as close as possible to his mouth. In this position, the rest of his face was buried out of sight beneath her. She moved slowly back and forth using his face to stimulate herself, with all the action discretely hidden away under her black cocktail dress. She cried out as she felt his tongue slide into her tight black silk panties and touch her. Again she put her hand to her mouth, ashamed of her outburst. Ten minutes later and her cries of pleasure were still getting louder, she wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. Her panties were wet, her thighs had goose bumps and her hands were clutching the side of the box as if ...
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