Handcuffs
A few years ago, I went up to San Francisco to visit
some friends of mine. The night I got up there, she
wanted to take me out to a club. I said alright, got
dressed up in one of my favorite outfits: a leather
jacket, and a leather 12" mini, with black 4" pumps.
Underneath, I was wearing a black lace half-bra that
pushed my tits up and together and which allowed my
nipples to stick out over the edge of the bra, a black
lace french-cut thong panty, black lace garter belt,
and sheer black stockings with lace top. As you can
probably see, I do love lace.
Anyway, we went out to the club, drank quite a bit, and
danced just as much. One guy I danced with said that he
had something he wanted to show me, but it was out in
his truck in the parking garage. We left the club and
went into the parking garage out to his truck, all the
while I was swaying from all the drinks I had, but I
knew what I was doing.
When we got out to his pickup, he opened the door and
took something out, hiding it behind his back, tucking
it away in his back pocket. Taking me by the hand, he
led me towards the back of the pickup (he parked back
end first), lifted me up and sat me down on the edge of
the truck (he didn't have a gate on the back of the
truck). He then got up onto the back, lifted me onto my
feet and began kissing me.
I was backed against the truck cab when I asked him
what he was going to show me. He then took out a pair
of handcuffs and dangled it in front of my face. I
smiled and asked him what he intended to do with it. He
cuffed my left hand and began kissing me deeply again.
He lifted my arms over my head and cuffed my other arm,
stretching my body, and securing both my hands over my
head to an overhead pipe!
If not for those high heels, I would probably be on my
very tip toes! He then proceeded to unbuckle my jacket,
still kissing me, moving down my neck, until he reached
that area between my breasts and then traced circles
with his tongue. He reached around behind me, and I
could tell he was fiddling with the snap and zipper of
my skirt.
I asked what he thought he was doing, all the while
feeling a bit nervous that someone would catch us, and
at the same time, feeling very much aroused. My nipples
were hard, and with them sticking out just over the
edge of my bra, right up against the lace tops didn't
help in relieving some of that "sexual tension" which
began to multiply.
My skirt fell to my feet, and I kicked them out of the
way, as he began to kiss all around the tops of my
tits, avoiding my nipples. I was squirming, trying to
get his mouth on my nipples. I knew I was moaning with
anticipation and I tried to quiet down a bit, but it
was at that time he took a nipple into his mouth,
sucking hard.
I swear I could almost feel each taste bud of his
tongue run across my sensitive nipple! His other hand
was pinching my other nipple. I was trying to rub my
cunt up against him, trying to get him to pay attention
to my neglected pussy. And as if to answer my prayers,
he began kissing down my stomach to my pantied snatch.
His hands glided down the sides of my body and then
down my stockinged legs, taking along in their path, my
panties down to my feet.
As my cunt was bared for him to see, he licked his lips
as he first set his gaze upon my bald beaver glistening
from my own juices. His tongue again went to work,
licking all around my cunt-lips, inner thighs, and
stomach, always making sure to avoid my clit and inner
pussy lips. He was driving me wild.
At that moment, a car drove out of the garage, it's
lights just illuminating my form for an instant. I
froze in place, my pussy dripping with desire. There I
was standing handcuffed to an overhead pipe, my jacket
wide open with my tits draped in only a half-bra,
nipples hard and poking out over their tops, a garter
belt decorating my midsection, and sheer black lace-top
stockings accentuating my legs, while 4" high heels
kept me from hanging from those pipes.
I then felt his tongue dart quickly inside my cunt,
jumping me from my stiff posture. I closed my eyes, as
he knelt in front of me, taking one of my legs over his
shoulder, he began to eat me. My mind reeled. I licked
my lips, eyes still closed. Moans escaped my mouth. I
rocked into his face, trying to get him to go as deep
as he could with his tongue. My nipples and clit ached
with ecstasy.
"Fuck me," I whispered urgently.
Still he kept at my cunt, lapping up all the juices
that fell to his tongue. I took my other leg and
wrapped his head between my thighs. His tongue danced
inside me, on my clit, then to my asshole, and back to
my cunt.
"Fuck me," I whispered again.
His hands clutched at my ass, squeezing me, kneading my
firm round ass. Still he kept eating my pussy. He
seemed very much to enjoy it, but what I wanted was for
him to fuck my cunt. His tongue went into my asshole,
sliding in and out, in and out. Then into my pussy in
and out, sucking on my clit.
"Fuck me, goddamnit!" I yelled. "Please fuck me now!" I
pleaded to him.
He was surprised at the tone and urgency of my yell. I
actually yelled at him to fuck me! He stood up, stepped
out of his shoes, unzipped his pants, and stepped out
of them. He wasn't wearing any underwear! There he
stood, at least 8" in length, already hard and pointing
right at me.
I licked my lips in anticipation as he positioned
himself in front of me, lifting me up and allowing my
legs to lock around his waist. He bounced me up and
down on the head of his cock, as I tried to force
myself down onto his entire length. He kept me only
taking his head. My moans and groans were definitely
very audible now, but I didn't care. I just wanted to
feel him slam me with all his cock.
He began to bounce me faster and faster, then with a
surprise, he let me slide all the way to the base of
his cock. I screamed with delight, and he had to even
cover my mouth with one of his hands to get me to be
quiet. After I had quieted down, he began to bounce me
up and down the length of his pole. He allowed me to
slam onto his great pecker.
My moans still came loud, as I even aided him by
lifting myself up and down, holding onto the pipe. His
hands groped at my tits, pinching my nipples. Harder
and harder I would let myself fall on his huge prick.
My pussy walls began to ripple, and squeeze his tool,
and my moans and screams were again echoing through the
parking garage.
His cock twitched with the first shots of cum hitting
hard against the back of my pussy as I, too, began to
cum. Another shot hit me, and more did I cum. I felt
him begin to soften within me, my pussy still twitching
and cumming.
Finally I relaxed, his legs buckled and he fell to his
knees before me. My own legs weak, I stood unsteadily,
only keeping my balance with the aid of my handcuffed
hands. After about a minute, he removed the handcuffs,
and I just sat on the bed of his pickup, gathering my
strength.
I still wanted more, but I knew I had cum harder than I
ever did in my life. That was the very first (but not
the last!) time I was handcuffed.
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