Horizons Ch. 04: Smoke Effects Pt. 02

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The 4th installment of Jody and Ellie pt 2

Please read Slow Burn, Stolen Moments then Smoldering Fire then Smoke Effects Part 1 (in that order) to catch up with their story.

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Part 2

5 days before the Boulders

I had been struggling with my anxiety and depression more than usual and Jody was attempting to lift me up. Doubt over everything had been running through my veins since Prom night. Jody planned for us to go out to dinner an hour away. No one knew us there so we could be more relaxed. It had started out so good. It was the first time we had gone to a Brewery since New Hampshire. Jody enjoyed a few flights and I stuck with my usual mixed drinks. The food was great. The atmosphere and company even better. After we ate, she was itching to dance so we found a bar with music and headed there after the meal.

We got drinks, grabbed a table and just took in the place. Jody and I danced, well Jody danced I did whatever it was that girls with not much rhythm do. She was having a blast. I was getting a headache. I sat down while she continued to enjoy the music. I was sipping my drink when someone approached our table. I looked up and a slender blonde was standing there. She had the bluest eyes I had ever seen. I stared just a second too long.

“Can I help you?” I asked her, having a hard time taking my eyes off of her eyes. If I had to guess I’d say she was younger than me, but not by much maybe 35/38. She was taller, standing there in skin tight jeans, boots up to her thighs and a shirt that matched her eyes.

“Your girlfriend shouldn’t leave you sitting here all alone.”

I looked at this brazen woman. There was something in the look in her eyes that piqued an interest. Before I could reply, Jody, who had seen her talking to me and left the dance floor, sat back down next to me. She was so close, and she put her hand on my thigh, squeezing it just a little, something she rarely did in public. She gave the blonde a look, “Is there something we can help you with?”

The blonde looked her up and down then said, “Nothing you can.” And walked away.

“Well that was weird.” Jody said. “Did she just come up to you?”

I shrugged it off and went back to my drink and talking to Jody. A few minutes later I spotted the blonde eying me. I averted my eyes but glanced back over and she was still looking my way.

Jody was ready to dance again. I was tired and told her I needed to use the bathroom and then I’d watch her have fun. I made my way through the thickening crowd to the back of the bar. There was a small line waiting for the single stall women’s room and I took my place in it.

The line moved quickly and as I got to towards the front, I felt another body join behind me.

“She really shouldn’t leave you alone so much.”

I turned around and saw the blonde standing next to me. Before I could fully register her presence, I felt her lips on mine. She pulled me closer as her tongue forced its way into my mouth. I was stunned and yet I didn’t pull away. I didn’t know why but I didn’t. Her hand was on my breast, her thumb stroking it as her tongue danced in my mouth. My body was betraying me, was on fire with desire. Almost as quick as she appeared, she was walking away, but not before slipping a piece of paper in my back pocket. I walked into the bathroom, my head was spinning, my heart pounding. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the paper. Tess and a phone number written in nearly perfect script. I carefully folded it back up and slipped it in the back of my phone case. Hidden.

I made my way back to the dance floor and found Jody. She spotted me and walked towards me. “Sorry, long line.” I stumbled through the words. “I’m ready to get out of here, are you?” It wasn’t late but I had other plans for the time we had before we each needed to be home.

Luckily, we had taken my van tonight. I got behind the wheel, leaned over kissed Jody with all the force I could muster, and then drove. I knew there was a few state parks around and I headed that way. As I drove my right hand held hers, then wandered over her body. I needed to feel all of her. Now. I turned into one I knew had a campground and drove til I found an empty area. I pulled the van into an unused site with no neighbors.

I unbuckled and pulled her closer to me, one hand locked behind her neck giving her no choice but to stay, the other frantically moving across her breasts, my lips and tongue battling with hers. I stopped and started to move to the back of the van. Jody didn’t move at first, I took her hand and pulled her towards me.

I pulled her shirt off then her bra. She started to do the same to me and I told her no. I buried my face in her chest, my hand rubbed and cupped between her legs. I grabbed her ass and pulled her hips. Jody gasped as I abruptly pulled her pants off. I was fueled by a fire that had started in the bar. I plunged half my hand into her core, again she gasped. olgun porno I pumped and pounded her, my lips finding any bits of her skin to suck and kiss and nip.

“Owww Ellie.”

I barely heard her as I continued my mission. I felt her body tense and roll, she threw her head back. I watched her eyes flutter as her body shook. My hand was unrelenting and refused to stop.

“Fuck Ellie! Fuck.”

She was coming down and I had finally pulled my hand away. She reached for me, but I was already moving to the front of the van. I didn’t look back and soon she was in the passenger seat and I was backing out of the site. I kept my eyes forward knowing I couldn’t handle making eye contact with her. I turned the music up and drove towards home. Half-way there Jody finally spoke.

“Are you okay Ellie?” she paused then continued, “That was…different.” She sounded worried. She sounded the way she always sounds when she thinks I’m on the edge. When my own brand of not-all-together-mentally-healthy rears its not always pretty head. She was usually right when she sounded this way, but I shrugged her off for the second time tonight.

I kept my eyes on the road. I honestly didn’t know if I was okay. I wasn’t entirely sure what had come over me. “I’m fine. I’m sorry I hurt you.” She took my right hand off the steering wheel, kissed my fingers and held it the rest of the drive home.

I couldn’t get one face, one set of eyes, out of my head and it wasn’t hers. I was angry at myself for this. I loved this woman sitting next to me holding my hand, yet she wasn’t who I was thinking about. I dropped her off, saying goodnight with just a simple kiss. My mind was not in the moment before me.

I made it home and sat in my driveway with the van off. The only lights on still were in Jessie’s room. I opened-up my phone case and pulled out the piece of paper. I could see her blue eyes and feel her tongue still. I shook my head to get the memory out of it and put the paper back in my phone. This wasn’t me; this wasn’t who I was. I went inside and did all that needed to be done before I could crawl under my blankets.

I saw I had a text waiting:

Jody- Goodnight. Love you

I didn’t respond. I pulled my phone case apart again and took out the paper. I stared at it. At my phone. At my fingers. I watched as they typed in the number and kept typing.

Me- Wanna pick up where we left off?

I couldn’t believe it when I watched myself click send. I shook my head and quickly put my phone on airplane mode and fell onto my pillow. I couldn’t unsend it but I could pretend, at least for now, that I didn’t send it.

I woke early the next morning, my body still not used to being on summer break. I grabbed my phone and went to make coffee. Jody had texted me again but nothing from anyone else.

Jody- Good Morning. Are we still on for a walk and lunch?

I had forgotten we had made these plans. I was glad though. I needed to see her, smell her. Remember how much she means to me.

Me- Of course. 11?’

Jody- yep see ya then ??

Me-See ya

I went back to my coffee and life. It wasn’t long and I was pulling into her work. Reception knew me by now and buzzed me right in. I said hello to various people as I made my way to her office. She happened to work with a girl I waited tables with when I was in college, so I stopped in and said hi to Amy first. We chatted for a few before I continued to Jody’s.

I knocked and opened the door. She looked at me with those big brown eyes and I was hit with a red-hot shot of guilt. She gave me a quick hug and we headed out to walk. We had done this nearly weekly since becoming friends yet today we barely spoke. I was hoping she was chalking it up to my usual angst and anxiety overwhelming me.

“You look like you need to go for a hike not a walk.” She said with that same worried tone.

Nature, the woods, being alone in the noise of it was usually how I reground myself when my emotional state was teetering on the edge. I was relieved that this was where her thought process was.

“Yeah, I brought my stuff, I probably will after we eat.” Was all I could manage. I vaguely heard her talking about some event at work tonight she had to go to. Focusing wasn’t happening.

I felt like I was walking through pudding. Every step was heavy, my mind was half foggy. I went through the motions of eating lunch out on the patio, unable to keep my focus. Jody had to get back to work and I was thinking about going to a hike. I got back to my van and checked my phone.

-Yes

My heart sped up as I read that single word. Received an hour ago. I put my phone in the console and drove. I pulled into a trailhead, one of my favorite ones. I rarely saw anyone else here, and that’s the way I preferred it. I took my phone, laced up my boots and headed into the woods.

I lost myself in the sounds, smells and sights. I sat down by a brook and checked my phone. Nothing. I again porno watched as my fingers typed and clicked send.

Me- When

I didn’t expect an immediate respond but got one.

– you tell me

Just remembering the way her tongue felt, propelled my fingers on the keyboard.

Me- tonight

I clicked send then headed up the trail more. My mind was filled with images. The blonde, who I couldn’t call Tess. Her eyes, the way her touch felt. Jody. How much I loved her. I didn’t understand why I sent those texts. It was a mistake. I would just block her number.

I didn’t stop to check my phone until I was ½ mile from the end of the loop.

-you come to me same place 7pm

Shit. There was no way I was doing that. I wasn’t that person, I wasn’t. I texted Jody.

Me- just got done hiking. It is exactly what I needed. As always you were right. Have a great rest of the day and survive the event tonight. I’ll talk to you later or tomorrow. I love you to the moon and the back.

I put my phone away, finished the hike and went home. Both kids were there when I arrived. Evan too. I could hear Jessie yelling from the driveway.

“You are ridiculous! I’m 17 years old not a fucking child.”

“You live in MY house you will do what I tell you.”

Fuck. Evan and Jessie were fighting, again. I ran in to try and break it up. Jessie was running down the stairs as I came in.

“I’m done. No wonder you hate him.” She yelled as she ran for her car. She peeled out of the driveway and I could only hope she was going somewhere safe. I heard Timmy slam his bedroom door trying to stay out of the chaos. I got inside and the fight with Evan continued, only now I was his target.

I heard all about how horrible a wife and mother I was. How our daughter was just as bad as I was. I couldn’t control the tears that started flowing as he continued to unload on me. I walked to Timmy’s room and told him to leave. Get on his bike and find a friend he could stay with. He looked at me with worry and then as his father started yelling again, he grabbed his bag and left.

“I’m done Evan. Done. I want a divorce.” The words flew out of my mouth. He stopped yelling and glared at me. “Get out Evan. Go get sober and don’t come back until you are.” I was shaking as I said it. I didn’t think he would go. I was shocked when he grabbed his truck keys and left. I needed a few minutes to stop shaking and then I went back to my van and got my phone. Jessie had texted.

Jessie- I’m at Hannah’s I’m safe.

Me- thank you. I’m sorry. So sorry.

Jessie- it’s not your fault mom. He’s an ass. I’m gonna stay here for a few ’til he cools down okay?

Me- of course. Be safe. I love you

Jessie- love you too

I texted Timmy. He was at Kyle’s. I told him to text me tomorrow.

I texted Jody.

Me- are you around? I really need to see you. Things just got really bad again. I told Evan I was done.

I hit send then went and showered. I got out and there was nothing from Jody. Panic and stress were building up inside me. I felt ready to explode. I remembered she had to work this event and I had no idea what time she would be done. I wish I had listened when she was talking earlier.

Me- please call me when you can

I could feel the anxiety starting to rise up and I needed to get out of this house. I jumped in the van, cranked up the music and started driving. I was trying to clear my mind and stave off the pending panic attack. The next time I really looked at the road I realized I was about a mile from the bar from the night before. I kept driving the rest of the way. 7:15. I got out, walked in and went to the bar.

“Double shot of Patron Silver.” I hadn’t done shots since I met Jody. I stood at the bar as the liquid filled my veins with calm.

I felt the air shift and heard a breath on my neck.

“She really should learn not to leave you alone.”

I turned and saw her. Her eyes were just as blue as I remembered from last night. Before I could respond her hand was behind my neck and her tongue in my mouth. This time I kissed her back. It was quick and when we broke away, she ordered two more shots from the bartender and two beers. After the shots she grabbed the beers, handed me one and took my hand, pulling me towards a table.

We sat down. She was so close.

“So, are you going to tell me your name?”

“No.”

“Fair enough.” She said as she leaned in, her hand was moving up my thigh. I took a swig of the beer she had handed me. It was gross but I kept drinking. Her hand kept moving, reaching and rubbing. I was pulsing with need. I shifted my weight and my legs opened more. Her hand delved deeper. She leaned in again. “I live 2 minutes away.”

I pounded what was left of the beer. I was feeling fuzzy headed but confident and brazen. “Show me.”

She took my hand again and led me outside. We turned the corner of the building and she pushed me up against Porno 64 the wall. Her hand went to my neck, her lips to mine. My leg went to her hip, pulling her closer to me. I cupped her pussy, could feel the warmth as we explored each other in that dark space. From down the alley we heard the clanking of bottles and broke our contact. She took my hand again and pulled me down the alley.

On the other side we were bathed in streetlights. “Right over here.” She guided me left and to a small front door. She opened and we walked in. This time I had her up against a wall. My need for her growing. I used my knee to spread her legs as my mouth connected with hers. My tongue explored this new space. My thigh ground her mound and small moans vibrated in my mouth. She soon used her height advantage and had me against the wall. My shirt was coming off.

“Where’s your bed?”

She pointed up the stairs with her head, her hands reaching to cup my breasts. I started moving us towards the stairs. We crawled up them, her on top of me as we took it one step at a time. Articles of clothing left on each step. We got to the top, naked and heavy with need. We were in her kitchen, a butcher block island a few feet away. We made it that far when she lifted me up and laid me on my back on the island. My head was spinning from rapid movements. The tequila was catching up with me.

I didn’t get to think on that long when I felt her tongue tracing it’s way up my slit. I was slick and hot, her tongue adding to it. Painfully slowly she licked and explored then thrust her tongue in and out. I reacted quickly to the stimulation. Begged her for more. Soon her mouth was around my clit and her fingers were in me. Thrusting and curling and pounding. My legs were over her shoulders as her face was buried in my legs. My back arched as she continued to pound my pussy and my legs clamped around her as my body was racked with pleasure.

She stood up as I came down and I pulled her to me, my hand began rubbing her hairless mound. My finger broached her folds, swirled around her clit. Our height difference was very apparent as we stood there. I wanted her sitting or laying down, I stopped my hand, got on my tippy toes and nearly growled, “Bed.”

She pulled me that way and once there I pushed her down on it. I sat on her lap, ground against her. Her breasts were bigger than I was used to, her nipples hard and long. Our tongues explored each other’s mouth as my hand continued to explore her folds. I pushed her down fully on the bed and placed myself between her legs. Lust was driving me. My tongue and fingers went to work on her. Her clit was huge, and I learned quickly she was a squirter. She tasted different. Smelled different. I watched her body roll and felt her clamp down on my fingers. She sat up, grabbed me and flipped me on my stomach on the bed.

“Don’t move.” She ordered. I didn’t. I could hear her rustling around and soon she was behind me. She stroked my ass, pulled my hips so my ass was up in the air. Her tongue licked me, she slapped my ass, licked my slit. Slapped me again then licked again. My body shuttered as she alternated pain with pleasure. I got up on my arms and looked behind me and saw she was wearing a strap on. She slapped me again and teased me with the head of it. I was throbbing.

“Fuck me.” I begged.

She filled me with the dildo and hammered me over and over again. Her hands on my hips pulling me into her with every thrust. I hadn’t been filled like this in far too long and it felt amazing. She wound my hair in her hands and pulled on my neck, the angle of her thrusts sending lightning bolts through my body.

“I want to ride you.” I told her and she pulled out and sat down on the bed. I climbed on top of her, lowered myself on the cock and began moving. Her mouth bounced between my nipples as I rode her to the end. I fell against her as I calmed. She looked me in the eyes,” now will you tell me your name?”

I looked at her and repeated my no. I was covered in sweat, I smelled like her and I was bit shaky, but I had a sudden overwhelming need to leave. I stared at her blue eyes and realized what I had just done. I made my way to my clothes and started putting them on. She stood there watching me.

“You shouldn’t be driving.” She said as I found my keys.

I looked back at her and reached for the door. I hoped I could find my way back to the bar. Tears had already started rolling down my face. I stumbled my way back to the bar, back to my van and got in. I found a half drank water in a cup holder and pounded it down. My eyes kept wanting to close and I had to concentrate on forcing them to stay open. I searched for my phone, remembering I had turned it off and put it in the glove box.

20 notifications. Half of them texts from Jody the rest calls from her. I turned it back off, put it down and started the van. I opened the windows to let the air help keep my eyes open and I started for home. My phone went off three more times as I drove, I ignored them all. I got into my driveway and turned off the van. There was no other car there. I wondered where Evan landed. I texted Jessie to check on her. She got right back to me.

Jessie- I’m fine. I’ll be home tomorrow or the next day I promise. Are you ok?

How We Were Meant To Be

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I was lying out by the pool, trying to get a tan on my day off, as you came up behind me, you ran your fingers through my hair and sat down next to me with your glass of Mike’s Hard Lemonade. I looked up from my book, to watch you. You spread out your towel over the reclining chair and started to put on your suntan lotion. As you rubbed the lotion on your calves, up to your muscle defined thighs, you looked over and smiled. I went back to my book, careful to keep just one eye on you as you continued to work the lotion into your skin.

You finally laid down on your stomach, undoing the top of your suit, so you wouldn’t get tan lines. As you got comfortable I could already feel the tension growing between my legs. I kept my cool, knowing that was exactly your intention. I went back to reading, hardly able to focus, but I would not give in. After about ten minutes, you flipped over, not even bothering to put your top back on. Your small petite breasts were so perky. Your nipples were a light brown, but stood out against your milky white skin.

You were getting restless and wanted me to make the first move, but I continued to “read” my book, knowing full well my bathing suit bottoms were soaked. You began to moan, gasps of breath escaped your mouth. You couldn’t stand it anymore. I watched as your hand dove into the bottom of your suit, as you opened your legs wide. Immediately, I set my book down and came over to you. I straddled you, removing your hand, taking it into my mouth to taste you. You were salty, warm, and sticky. It was just how I liked you. I laid on top of you, bringing your hands above your head, locking them there with my arms, kissing you with such passion. I used only my lips, no tongue, as I kissed you deeper with more intensity every time.

I slowly dragged my arm down the length of yours releasing just one of your arms, as I moved toward your left breast. I massaged it, careful to avoid your nipple, which was now erect. My other hand joined the first making your right breast feel just as wanted. As I sat on your pelvis, my hands worked your breasts as if they were my own. I could see the aching in your eyes, to touch your nipples. Your breasts got you soaked and you wanted it badly. I gave in, tweaking your nipples, making them so hard. Squeezing, pinching, nibbling, each nipple so it could stand completely straight. I knew they couldn’t get any harder, so I reached over, grabbing an ice cube from your drink.

It immediately began to melt cold and sticky from the lemonade. I sucked the juices off, and let the clean ice cube rest on your chest. I rubbed the ice cube along the outside rim of your breast, encircling your nipple, but not actually touching it. I moved to the left nipple and did the same, blowing hot breath over your nipple making you squirm beneath me. I let the ice cube go, falling down your stomach, where it disintegrated.

“I’m so fucking wet,” you whisper, because if your voice was any louder, you feel as if the vibrations will make you cum.

“I know,” I say with a devilish grin upon my face, as I pull off my top.

You begin to reach for my huge globes, but I stop you.

“Oh no you don’t. This is Bonnie’s time… I haven’t even been able to touch you where I know you’re craving it most.”

You look me in the eyes, your full brown eyes, begging me to work my way down south. I silently obey, grabbing your hips, thrusting against you, and shimmying downward, leaving a trail of kisses behind. I leave your bottoms on, which are soaked, as I stroke you through the silky Hawaiian fabric. I bring my mouth to your pussy, kissing your bottoms, able to taste how wet you are. The smell is overwhelming, making me instantly want to fuck your brains out. I pull my head up toward your lips, kissing you harder than I ever thought possible with my desire for you. As I do so, my finger slips under your suit, between your folds, feeling your drenched pussy. You can barely focus on kissing me, it feels that good, you want me to fuck you. You moan so loud, sending mobil porno a vibration to my own soaked mound. I move back down, pulling your bottoms off as I go. I spread your legs, where your cleanly shaven pussy is swollen. I don’t bother to tease your button, going straight to your hole. I shove two fingers into you, making you moan with pleasure. I can feel your muscles contracting around my fingers. I work my finger in and out, making you moan louder and louder, on the brink of screaming. You bite your lip, as you shove my head down into your folds.

I happily start licking, sucking, and nibbling your button, in anyway possible. I pick up the pace with my fingers, pumping them in and out.

“Fuck me. Fuck me harder, harder,” you start to scream.

I slow down, knowing it will tease you even more, as I reach up tweaking your breasts with my forefinger and thumb. You start to gasp for air, and I know you are ready to cum. I enter a third finger into your hole, starting slow, and getting faster and faster. I can hear your breath quicken, as I suck on your juices that are flowing like a fountain. I squeeze and tease your breasts nibble your button, and work my fingers, sending you over the edge. I pull my fingers out slowly, twisting them, to give you one last sensation. You push my head down more into your soaking pussy, as I lap up the juices. Your cum is salty, so warm, and thick. I could taste you forever.

You let go of my head, as your entire body shakes to relaxation. I stay between your legs, making sure I get to taste every last drop of you. I nibble your button, one last time, as you shake and I come up to see your satisfied face. Your face and chest are flushed and your heavy breathing inflated my ego. You pull me up into your arms. You smell like sweat and coconut, from the lotion. You hold me, kissing me. You caress my breasts, brushing over my nipples lightly, making them stand. You know I’m horny as fuck, and are about to repay me for my moves.

You stand up, pushing me off, and throwing me down onto the reclining chair. You rip my bottoms off, not messing around. You take my large breasts in your hands, squeezing them with delight. You breathe heavily as you work them harder and harder. I am in heaven, as you kiss them gingerly, getting my nipples so hard. You take each one, giving every inch a run down, taking time on my nipples, to really make them hard. I love when you nibble them and you do just that, careful, to make your way up to the top of the nipple last. Your hot breath adds to the sensation making me moan.

“Oh Bonnie, babe, please, do me. Do me fucking good,” I tell you, almost whining in hopes you will touch me right where I want it most.

“Sweetheart, I’m always good,” you say with a mix of confidence and sass, as you move one hand to my mound. You continue to kiss my right breast and massage my left. Your left hand works open my folds, letting the cool breeze drag across my bud. Keeping the rhythm with my breasts you start to move your head downward. Kissing my stomach along the way. Reluctantly, you reach my pussy, and I’m dying to be felt.

“Oh do me… now! Fucking do me,” I say loud, and forceful.

You stop completely, look up at me, and tell me that if I have one more out burst, I’ll be punished. I nod in compliance, biting my lip so hard. You move your head back down, now using your tongue to lick me. I lay my head back, getting ready for you to enter me and you do. You enter your fingers one at a time into my tight hole. I hold onto the armrests tight, gasping for air. You smile to yourself as you feast on my swollen pussy, avoiding my bud. You work finger two into my hole and I know I’m going to cum the moment you touch my bud. You work fast and hard, keeping a changing rhythm that flows as you pinch my nipples. I’m struggling to keep my voice down, as I hear the neighbors doing yard work next door. When the lawn mower starts, I let out a scream.

“Oh Bonnie!”

Your fingers keep pumping faster and then slower alman porno and then faster again, keeping me guessing. You lick and nibble all over my pussy. Finally you slow your fingers, as you can feel me ready to orgasm. My knuckles are white holding onto the side of the chair. You encircle my bud with your tongue, slowly. You tease me, more and more, making me squirm. My body begins to shake. I’m ready to explode. You move your fingers faster in and out of my hole, pushing farther each time. I can hear a slapping noise. The sound of my juices against your hand. I climax as your tongue moves out of the way and you suck my bud.

“FUCK BONNIE! Oh my god, right there. Ohhh! Ahhh,” I scream as loud as I possibly can. I know the neighbors can hear us. I don’t care I continue to scream, knowing full well I’ll be punished for it later. You stay between my legs going down on me. My hands let go of the chair as they stroke your hair as you continue to lick me clean. I love you the way it feels. You know this and take time to do so carefully. Although my climax is only few seconds, the feeling stays with me as I shake. My entire pussy is pulsing with satisfaction. I have a smile on my face and play with my breasts, as you finish up between my legs. You come up and greet me with my juices still on your lips. I greet your tongue with mine, hoping to taste more of myself. I hold you in my arms kissing you deeply.

“You know what I told you about another outburst,” you say stern, sitting up against my limp body.

“Yeah I know,” I say smirking at you.

You stand up, pulling me up with you. You take my hand and pull me into the house. We cross the dining room, through the kitchen and up the stairs to the bedroom. You smack my ass as I jump onto the bed. You take charge, making me excited. You push me down and reach over to the bedside table. The drawer is filled with toys. You grab two sets of handcuffs, chaining me to the bed. Next you grab a silk blindfold, tying it around my eyes, so the only thing I see is black. I’m already wet again, as you spread my legs.

“There will be no talking, screaming or moaning,” you command as you reach over for something else from the drawer. You spread my legs even farther apart, breathing hot air on the outside of my pussy. You open the top lips of my pussy. Seeing them glisten with my juice, you blow cool air from your lips. The instant change gets me even more aroused. Since I can’t see my other senses become more perceptive, sensitive. My pussy aches for your touch, but I hold my tongue, remembering what you said and decide to arch my back and life my hips invitingly.

You enter what I know to be your favorite dildo into my hole. It’s the pink one, thick, and long, with ridges on the side for maximum pleasure. You don’t need any lubricant, because I’m so wet. You start in slow. I bite my lip, as my eyes roll back in pleasure. You know this is torture for me. You pump the fake penis in and out, in and out. Hard, fast, and then slowing it down, just hoping to get me to scream. I’m trying not to scream, it’s taking all of my concentration not to. You continue to pump my hole, as you reach over for something else. I get excited as you surprise me with a kiss, and move down to my breasts. I expect nipple clamps, but get nibbling instead. There’s no objection from me, as I smile, letting you know how much I’m enjoying you. I feel another toy running down my stomach to my pussy, where it stops. I wonder what it is, until I hear you turn it on. I know it’s my blue vibrator, small, petite, but lots of power. You turn it on all the way, circling my bud with it.

I gasp, knowing I’ll be punished, instantly you turn the vibrator down. Keeping up with the dildo in my hole, the vibrator on my bud, you come up to my ear.

“Now I didn’t hear anyone disobeying me up here, did I?”

I shake my head no, concentrating on keeping my screams in.

“That’s what I thought,” you say as you move back down south. You turn up the speed on the alexis texas porno vibrator, making me squirm under you. I can’t last much longer, and you know this. You pump the dildo hard, twisting the ridges and pushing hard, as the vibrator doesn’t break contact with my bud. You keep them going and going and going, until finally I can’t take it any longer, screaming out loud.

“FUCK! OH MY GOD BONNIE! FUCK! You are so good. Ohhhhh.” I lay my head back again smiling in ecstasy as you finish with my pussy.

“I knew you would be pleased, but we’re not done.”

“Are you kidding me,” I ask, excited for round three.

You lean over, kiss me, and whisper, I want you to scream so loud this time. I want you to make me want to fuck you over and over again.

I nod, as you un-handcuff me. The blindfold is left on, and you move over to the drawer for a fourth time. You move off the bed, and pull me down towards the bottom, so my legs dangle off the bed and my feet just barely touch the floor. You spread my legs, in the same fashion as the other times, but this time there is no teasing, you immediately mount me, and I know you have the strap-on around your hips. You thrust into me. I’m soaked from before, as you left my cum all over my pussy. You go in hard, pulling out, far enough that just the tip of the strap-on is at the opening of my pussy. I ache for you. My legs are wrapped around your waist and you shove in and out of me.

“Bonnie! You’re so good! Make me cum! Make me cum so hard,” I scream.

You thrust harder. I moan, gasps of breath escaping my lips, as you pound me hard. You start to play with my bud. I’m grabbing the bed, trying to maintain myself, as my breasts are bouncing, hitting each other. They jiggle and shake and I know you’re watching them and my facial expressions as pure pleasure comes over my face. You stop, pull out and flip me over, doggy style. I love being fucked from behind and I scream in delight. You want to squeeze my round ass. You grab it hard, mounting me again.

You watch my ass, thrusting slower now; I begin to shove my pussy backward to meet you, making you go farther into me. I love the way you ride me, making me so wet. You bring your hand around you play with my bud once more. I hear the slapping of the strap-on against my wet lips, and my breasts swinging hitting my skin and we form a rhythm. I can’t last as long as before, knowing I’m going to cum. I’m screaming so loud, I fear as if everyone can hear us.

“BONNIE! FUCKING DO ME SO DAMN HARD. I WANT TO MELT. I WANT YOU TO MAKE ME CUM! FUCK I’M GOING TO CLIMAX! OH GOD! HARDER! HARDER! HARDER!”

I can’t hold it any longer. You thrust one last time so deep into me that I scream so loud. You shake my swollen bud, as I meet you behind me. I scream with pleasure louder than I should. You dismount me, letting me clasp with pleasure. You pull off the strap on, move quickly on top of me, 69 style. You start to go down on me, my favorite part after sex. You spread your legs around my head. I smell your scent as your wet lips met my hungry tongue, blindfold still on. I work my tongue in and out of your wet hole and around your bud. You taste so good. I want more and more, making my way farther into you, hoping to get you off. You lap up my juices down on the other end. I am in heaven. I get you going and my pussy muffles your screams.

“Annabelle! Oh don’t stop,” is what I assume you’re shouting.

I continue getting you off, till the point where you climax, after I entered your hole with my fingers and teased you. You lift your head from my pussy lips, screaming my name. I love to hear you screaming my name.

“Annabelle! Oh Fuck! Oh Annabelle… Annabelle. Fuck!”

I smile as I finish between your legs, getting every last drop of cum. I slide you off of me, and join you at the bottom of the bed taking the blindfold off. We kiss passionately and hard. Long kisses, mixing the taste of our pussies together. You hold me and I hold you, as we rest after a good long sexathon. I’m in bliss as I fall asleep in your arms. You kiss my forehead, and fall asleep with your head against mine. As the afternoon wears on, we sleep holding onto each other knowing that was some of the best sex of our lives. We wake up in the late evening, ready to go again.