..She was happy and surprised when they became such fast friends and then when he started pursuing her romantically she was very flattered and her friends very jealous, but she kept him at bay(which he told her later had only turned him more). She thought he may get tried in trying to conquer her and leave things as they were, but months went by he never tired but her resistance failed.
She was glad it did. He knew her so well, just the right buttons to push to set her off easily. They both needed to get their first orgasm out of the way so they could focus on more marathon love making.
She was on top of him riding, his cock, taking what she wanted. He was sure to last a bit longer for their first round with her on top...
Her head lolling back as she bucked and gyrated impaling herself on his hot stiffness. Kean stared up, hungrily at her body, reaching up grabbing her wobbling breasts, a hand on her hips as he bucked up into her.
Then Pax stopped, her eyes widening in sudden and angry disbelief.
"Fucking, Kean!!!" She shouted feeling his hot cum filling her. Her orgasms still moments away. "You motherfucker, fuck you." She climbed off his still throbbing cock and rolled off the bed. His eyes closed in mischievous pleasure, didn't register her voice at first until he felt his cock exposed, no longer nestled deep in her tight cunt.
"Wait. Where are you going? I'm still hard. I can make you cum." He said weakly reaching for her, still in the hazy head rush of his orgasm. His arm flopped on the bed. He opened his eyes hearing the bathroom door slam.
He sat up on his elbow, "What are you doing?...... Hey!"
Rumbling in the bathroom stopped abruptly after the toilet flushed, then the sound of running water as he called after her, trying to hide the smile in his voice. Then the door flew open and Pax was struggling to pull on her t shirt over her bra, she was still naked from the waist down.
Kean scrambled from the bed seeing her looking for her underwear.
"Hey." he grabbed her arm, chuckling.
"Don't touch me!" she snapped furiously, pulling away.
"Hey. I can fix it, I'm still hard, see." he rubbed against her, and his cock throbbed. He found her really sexy when she was angry. She always got red faced and cursed like a sailor.
"I told you not to do that. You make this big fucking deal about us not spending anytime together. That were gonna take our time tonight.... " she was looking under the bed. "Where is my fucking underwear....... Then you do it again. You keep treating me like I'm your personal sex toy."
"Aren't you?" he said smiling, looking at her ass wiggle,on her hands and knees , cheeks spread slightly, he could see her pussy glistening with some of his cum that she tried to clean off; she was looking for her garments.
"Fuck you."
"I want you to," he grabbed her, kissing her on the neck, her annoyance kept her desire at bay and she pulled away.
She was still looking for her underwear, but had found one of her shoes and had slid it on as she reached for the other one.
"You're not really leaving are you?" he asked incredulously watching her bent over the sofa finding her shorts and beginning to pull them on. He stroked her bare bottom, and she pushed his hand away.
"Ahh yes.." Sarcasm dripping from the words.
He was getting annoyed now, and a lot turned on. He'd just have to convince her to stay, which was always fun.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry." He was reaching for her trying to get her to slow her down, stop her. She was wildly waving and wiggling away from his touch. There was a smile in his voice which pissed her off.
"Let me fix it." He grabbed, pulling her forcibly to his bare chest, stopping her movement, one arm around her waist the other around her chest pinning her arms to her body. He rubbed his bobbing cock against her bottom the was half covered by her shorts which she wasn't able to fully pull up. She squirmed and wiggled angrily the whole time.
"Let me go!! Let me go!!" She was very strong when she was angry and pushed him away though he held her wrist and pulled her back to him.
"Hold still, Pax. " His big strong arms restrained her as she struggled. He looked in her flashing brown eyes. He was taken aback. She was actually pissed.
"Ooooh, you are mad. "
She just glared at him,her annoyance wasn't playful any longer.
She started struggling again. His mind was racing, trying to figure out how he could pacify her.. He had,they both had been waiting, wanting this time alone.
He thought back to how he had been anticipating it earlier. Then it hit him.
"If you're gonna be mad," he said slyly, she heard the wicked sensuality in his low breathy voice. "I'm gonna make the most of it." His grip on her arms became more firm. She looked up into to his eyes.
"Wait." she pleaded, recognizing too late, the devilish glint there. "Wait, Kean!"
He laughed as she tried to pull away, in one swift motion he threw weightless, her over his shoulder and headed to gather supplies; her legs thrashed wildly, her arms tight to her side.
"Kean, put me down. Put me down!" she continued to scream, his mind was plotting how best to do his deeds. Once he had her bound then the rest was bliss.
He kept her over his shoulder, his newly hatched plan evolving as he went along collected his toys. His stiff cock waved in front of him like a long thick wand. He held her legs almost over his head now, so her thrashing about wouldn't hit him.
He rummaged through his drawers while she continued to threaten and insult him. Oh this was going to be fun.
"Fucking Kean. " Pax shouted trying to wiggles from his vice grip. "Put me down. You stupid son of a-"
TTTHHHWWWAAPP! Kean smacked Pax hard on her bottom.
"Ow!!!! " a sharp whine came from her, as she relaxed a bit against, shocked by the stinging pain. He went on about his task gathering what he needed from the kitchen.
She may not talk to me for a few weeks...or months, he thought, smacking her ass a few more times as he headed back to his bedroom. He would definitely have to make the very most of this.
He found all that he was looking for holding it in front of him so she couldn't see it.
Then he threw her on the bed, she bounced at bit but before she could get her bearings, he had straddled her back and pinned her again, arms tight to her side.
"Get the fuck off me, jack ass, " she shouted trying to turn over and see what he was doing.This was a game they loved to play, they were playing especially rough today, which was always nice too. It came naturally to them like breathing. She'd get mad or pouty and he'd be bolder, sexier and aggressive trying to keep her in line. This was there own version of cat and mouse, Tom and Jerry. She had come to realize that they had a submissive/dominate relationship since day one and she had loved it, loved him all along. But she would never admit.
He fumbled joyfully with his set of toys, the only thing was being behind her he wouldn't fully see the look on her face when she realized what he was going to do.
He curled over her, whispering, his hot breath in her ear. She couldn't help but be turned on. He was in control and he knew it, so did she and heaven help her, she liked it. "I've got my toys ready, but you're gonna hate me for this..."
She stopped moving for an instant.
"For what? What are you gonna go?" she was moving wildly again, trying to move his body from hers.
He was jostled around as he sat up watching her squirm. Should he let her tire herself out? Or do it now while she was frenzied? He decided to wait a few more minutes, he didn't want her to hurt herself when he started.
She was frantic. What could he be planning? But he was just sitting there, she could see him over her shoulder looking down on her, with that stupid sexy smiling. Whatever he had, it was out of her line of sight. Toys? Toys? They had used toys before. Nothing, not matter what they did with them would make her angry or hate him. The only thing that would make her hate him ...
Oh no! The realization went through her.
"Fuck Kean, you better not!!"
He smirked. She had figured it out. That's why he loved her. So beautiful, so smart. But his mind was made up and she would be bound tonight and he'd have his way with her for as long as he wanted.
"Or what." he said mockingly.
"Or I will hate you forever." she threatened,staring as fiercely as she could though her body was tingling with anticipation.
"I'll risk it." He said. It stung and thrilled her. Jackass.
No use in waiting any longer, he said to himself as her movements became more desperate.
He would start with her mouth, a small sized ball gag with breathing holes. He had bought some of these things months ago, so he could be ready if she changed her mind.
He held out the head straps and lowered it down in front of her face. She wanted to scream but she knew he'd take that opportunity to put it in her mouth. Her eyes wide, she pursed her lips tightly shut and turned her head to the side.
He smiled. She is smart. He'd have to start with something else. He lifted himself off her a little and pulled her left arm firmly behind her back, she began to squeal. Bucking as he pulled her other arm around her back folding them behind her. He held her wrists firmly.
He was really going to do it she thought. She had told him a million times she never wanted to do this. The thought of being tied, restrained. It was almost too much, she was panicking, but she felt her clit tingling with electricity. Why? Why now? For this?Maybe this horseplay was turning out too rough. Her body was scaring her though, betraying her. Wanting it.
"Kean please, PLEASE!!!" He chuckled leaning over and kissing her on the cheek, listening to her pleas. "I'm sorry, please I'll do whatever else you want. "
"And this too, I know."
Panic spread on her face as she felt the rope around her wrists. Rope. ROPE! Real rope. He was really going to do it. She became hysterical trying to lift up with him on her back.
He had wanted to excite her, scare her a little, but not too much. This was what he had been afraid of, that she'd hurt herself.
"Pax, Pax! Calm down," He forced more of his weight on her so she'd stop moving.
"Please, Kean don't please." There was a desperate whine in her voice.It sent a thrill rippling up from his stomach through his body. He hated that he liked the way it sounded so much. The way it made him feel.
"You're gonna hurt yourself if you don't stop." He had to get her to realize that because he wasn't going to stop until this was done. He reached around and smacked her half exposed ass.She stopped for an instant whimpering again.
"Everything will be alright, you'll see. "
She wanted to cry. He was going to make her do it. Her heart was pounding in her ears, she couldn't move, he had her arms and she felt the rope going around and around her wrists.
Then, she went limp under him. His heart skipped for a moment. Had he hurt her ? Had she passed out? Her wrists were tied but not tight at all, he still wanted to do a little more with the rope, though. He got off of her back and lay to her side looking her in the face.
She was conscious, her eyes angry, though glazed as if she might cry.Luckily, she was fine, but pissed.
"Pax?" He asked sweetly kissing her on the nose.
She clinched her jaw when he said her name, and tried to move her head away from his kiss. She was looking past him.
He'd stop if she really wanted him too, he kept telling her in all his other talks to try and convince her that this was a great idea that if she said tapioca then he'd stop. that would be their safe word. But she had dismissed it. Now it was floating in the back of her mind. She could say it and be done with this, all this. He'd take the ropes of and say eh was sorry, then she'd make him pay. But she didn't want to say it, not yet at least.
Kean sat back up. Should he continue? This would have him in the dog house for at least 2 or three months,maybe more. And he'd never get another chance, she'd be on guard.
Part of him wanted to stop here, kiss her let her know it was all a game. The other part the part that was calling the shots said "Fuck it"
Once he did it, did it right, until she was quivering and coming in his arms again and again, then she'd understand.
"You know I love you." he said kissing her on the cheek and stroking her hair.
"Shut the fuck up." She turned her head away from him, she smiled on the inside.
"I'm not gonna stop...This is gonna happen.." he said testing the waters.
"Do whatever."
That's all he needed. Her consent given,though begrudgingly. That dog house was looking like an extended stay hotel right about now.
She was laying over the bed length wise. He made sure the ropes weren't too tight. Then he stroked her back his big hands kneading her flesh. His hands navigating the curves of her body. Starting at the top of her back then slowly sensuously moving lower to the dip int the small of her back over the rise of her firm round ass, staying there stroking and caressing for a few moments then up again. She tried to wiggle away, he smacked her fairly hard, loving the sound of her girlie yelp.
He grabbed the top of her shorts, yanked them down her legs and off throwing them to the side. He stared at her round supple tanned bare ass. He straddled her legs taking her cheeks in each hand, feeling their heat and stroking them. kneading them. He lay back down, his head by her ass stroking her cheeks lazily, while her kissed her skin softly; he heard her gasps,smiling. He was building tension and anticipation for her, for them both.
He went back to his rope work making sure her forearms were bound all the way to the crease of her elbows then sitting her up on her knees lacing the rope over her shoulders, between her breasts and then under them. He saw that her nipples were erect, poking out against her t- shirt. He took one in his mouth, she turned away trying not to moan. He smiled again, victory already his though she'd never admit it so easily.
He took his time lacing the rope s, letting her feeling the rough texture on her skin as it wound around her. Her took it between her breasts under them then back up over her shoulders. He did the same pattern a total of six times. checking his handy work, he s at back from her. She had her head down, sitting on her knees her ponytail was even more loose and messy which added to the aesthetics for him.
From the waist down she was naked. Her tanned smooth skin, the tight fit of her black t-shirt curving in with her waist. Then the round supple curves of her hips tapering out.
Stroking his cock with one hand, drinking her in, he was like a kid in a candy store, so much to do, but where to start. He got off the bed, and rummaged in his bathroom. She peeked up from the strands of hair that had fallen in her face like a veil.
He came back with a pair of scissors. Her eyes widened and she felt her mound gush with her own cream.
He sat in front of her smiling, taking his time. She averted her eyes from his smug gaze as the snipping sound of the scissors seemed to echo as he opened and closed them.
She flinched as he came at her with the scissors, cutting her tshirt down the middle. Then her bra, pulling the fabric of her tattered clothes back so that her large breast sprang free, exposed and suspended a bit higher with the ropes between and under them.
He lifted her chin to meet the stare of his hungry, adoring eyes.
"Look at me." he demanded smiling wickedly, his green eyes seeming to hypnotize her. She tried to pull her chin from his hand,
"Look at me." his low voice a firm sensual command as he pinched her stiff nipple roughly, her skin was on fire, his touch sending jolts of pleasure through her.
She winced reluctantly looking up at him. He affectionately brushed her hair from her face.
His eyes locked on hers, his lips again engulfed her nipple, this time naked and very sensitive. Licking them achingly, sensually slow. She arched her back into hot mouth, the course ropes rubbing into her skin adding another level to the delicious sexy feel of his tongue and mouth on her nipple. She turned away again trying to stifle her moans of delight.
He took his time exploring, caressing and licking her chest, her neck shoulders, stroking her legs, sucking her bottom lip. All of which she tried to resist, but he could tell it was getting more difficult for her.
Kneeling in front of her. His cock like a pillar of lust still waiting to be attended to, he said.
"My turn."
He lay down to the side of her so that she was directly to the side of his cock. He took her by the shoulder leaning her forward.
"You think I'm gonna-"
THHHHHWWWAAAAPP!!!
Before she could finish her statement, he had smacked her ass quite hard She started to whimper (her eyes closing not in pain, but at the delicious tingle it sent up her spine and shooting right to her clit.) H e began to lean her over again.
Like a child not wanting to eat her vegetables, she pursed her lips, pouting shaking her head no.
TTTHHHWWWWAAAAPPP!!!!
The sound of his open hand on her skin filled the room. Her bottom stinging. She bent forward herself and took him in her mouth, almost gagging. He was always a mouthful for her.
His salty precum hitting her tongue, oozing from him like froth over flowing on an opened soda can. she began to instinctively try to reach for him, take the length of him in her hands , stroke him and she engulfed his steel hard cock. She whined as she sucked the length of him, only her mouth able to caress him. Wanting him more, feeling him more now that only her hot loving tongue could enjoy him
I guess that's the point , she thought in regards to being bound. she let her tongue really feel and enjoy his stiff hot flesh in her mouth, it was the same yet new different.
He sat back on his hands, rubbing her bottom every once in a while as she licked him, stroking him with her hot wet tongue. Whether she was being gentle because she wanted to or because she didn't want on other smack to bottom, she didn't once take her annoyance out on his cock.
Soon enough it started feeling really good and he was bucking his hips slightly to meet her downward motion. He could feel the back of her throat, when that happened she tried to lift up to keep from gagging.
A roguish smile spread across his sexy lips. H e was close. Her closed eyes peeked, open to see his hands gripping and tugging the sheets, balling them in his fists. She gauged his level of enjoyment by how his hands reacted.
"OK..." He said pulling away from her. He didn't want to climax just yet,this was about sampling as many positions as possible.
He helped her sit up, kissing her softly as he did. Then stacked several pillows in front of her. Laying her shoulders down on top of them, her ass in the air.
"Spread your legs......... wider. Yeah..." She was completely exposed to him. Her pussy was dripping wet, her juice actually flowing from her slit. There was a little pool gathered where she had been sitting, giving him head.
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"Yeah that's what I thought." Kean said, seeing her pussy flood with even more cream.
He watched her for a several steamy minutes, stroking himself as she tried to escape the pleasure she was feeling. He leaned in to kiss her cheek and she turned, kissing him full, deep on the mouth, panting and moaning as she did.
"Stick your tongue out."
All pretense was gone, as she complied willingly her hands twisting in the ropes trying to get at him, grab him, or grab herself.
"Fuck me, Kean." She begged between kisses. Her wish was his command, renewed fiery lust rippled through his body up from the pit of his stomach. His cock twitching and throbbing in front of him.
He quickly moved behind her. She widened her legs without being told. Her hungry eager cunt waiting, wanting to be filled.
He ran the head of his cock over her slick crevice which was teasing formality before her moans and his immediate desire made him drive into her roughly.
They booth let out a huge sigh of pleasure has he did. He could feel the vibrating toy inside her making her insides shake. He was just about to begin to fuck her when he felt her twitch then stiffen.
" AHHHAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...nnnnnnnnnnn." He looked at her, her arms folded,tied behind her back as her chest arched up, her hair fanning wildly like strings of electricity. She convulsed and rocked in another passionate powerful orgasm. his hands gripped her waist to steady, but not stop her. He held as she came on him, kissing her softly as she rode it out. The vibrating toy in her ass, prolonging the orgasms. He waited a few minutes as her jerking slowed, and she finally doubled over panting.
"You ok?" He stroked her back softly, willing himself not to move, even though he was on the brink of climax as well.
"Yess," she hissed breathlessly,smiling over her shoulder, her face flushed and rosy.
He stared at her as he began to slowly move in and out of her. He helped her position on the pillows, she began pushing for another orgasm. Whatever it took he'd hold out until she same at least one more time. Her bound naked body, gliding on his cock, it was no easy feat, to hold himself at bay.
He watched as his member disappeared into the shaved haven between her legs.
"Whose pussy is it? "
She tried to resist. He pounded harder.
"Whose. Pussy. Is. It. "
"Yours. "
"What's my name? "
"It's yours, Kean. "
She always hated saying that when they had sex. So it thrilled him that she said it so easily now. It was his, she was his, forever. He knew she 'let' him feel in charge, but he was hers the minute they met.
He pounded her fiercely, his palm open on her lower back to steady his entry into her... He had never wanted her as much as right now.
She bounced on him moaning, mewling wildly, all pretense gone, lost in the animal fucking, the savage urgent need to be together,cum together.
He grabbed her forearms, where she was bound, pulling her up; continuing to hammer her hot wetness mercilessly.It was like pulling on the reins of a bucking horse, he rode her. Slapping hot wet skin, added to the perverse satisfaction as Pax arched her back reveling in being dominated.
Lost in the fragmented thoughts focusing on the madding pace and pleasure, he recognized the mounting cries of her orgasm . She was close, her pussy gripping him. She began to roll her hip erratically, he pinched her nipples watching her orgasms overtake her, again.
And like a devil sent to cause more pain, he pulled himself from her.
"N-Nooo!!" she shouted, not realizing it hurt him as much as her; but he wasn't ready yet.
"Kean, please!" she begged trying to turn to herself on the pillows. He rested his head in the small of her back willing himself to not finish yet.
Several agonizing minutes the two sat in a sort of sexual limbo, their damp naked bodies even more on edge.
Kean began stroking her sides as he sat up. Mischief filled his thoughts again. She was his for the taking so he'd take something else she had been reluctant to give.
Pax wiggled her hips impatiently wanting him, needing him to fuck, her finish her. She moaned in relief when his hand began rubbing and caressing her ass again. He kneaded and spread her cheek, She yelped feeling his hot throbbing cock on her, stroking in her wet pussy, teasing her entrance.
From behind Kean stared at what had been forbidden. Her tight puckered button, that was throbbing and spasming,with the thin long toy he had placed in it earlier.
He continued to coat his cock with more of her flowing honey, he felt her trying to move herself back on to him. He slapped her cheek, she arched up squealing happily but kept moving.
"Please, Kean. " She pouted.
He pulled back further, and in a quick change he pulled the ridged buttplug from her ass and sunk the throbbing head of his cock into he closing gap.
"Ahhhh."
"Shhh." he said stroking her back to quiet her, relax her." Shhh baby." he was trying to calm his own excitement as well.
"Keaannn.." she moaned. She was fighting with herself, her body wanting him there anywhere, but her mind was scared.
"Ohhh,Paxxx........ Ohhh it feels so good, baby." he was inching himself into her."Please.... let me in...." he said feeling her ring clamping down hard on him blocking his entry. "Relax baby.."
"I can't..." she choked, trying to pull away. "You're too big."
"Relax Pax, baby," he cooed, curling over her his hand dipping between her legs rubbing and groping her hard sensitive clit, slipping deeper in her as he did.
Her moans becoming softer more accepting as her pressed deeper, sinking to the hilt. Her round ass flush against him.
He stayed nestled inside her feeling the warm gooey insides of her bowels. His nails dug deep into her skin unwittingly hurting her.
"Ahhhh. Kean!!" He started to retreat from her ass.
"No, your nails." he lifted is hands, holding them over his head for few moments catching her bearings.
"I'm gonna move now." she wiggled herself on him slightly. His mind struck jolts of pleasure. This would be quick if he wasn't careful.
He moved her ass gripping him like a silky vice. She was heaven, he knew this already, but this just proved it further.
Pax felt like she would split open, at the seems with pleasure. It was glorious. Jolts of pleasure went off in her like fireworks every time he rammed into her.
"You like it don't you." he breathed heavily in her ear. His sweaty body curled over hers again, fondling her dripping pussy and clit.
"Yessss..." was her passionate mewling response.
His fingers roughly fondled her clit as he stroked into her repeatedly. His eyes closing trying to keep of senses just a bit longer, before going over the edge.
He hammered her with bruising force,as he took hold of her waist, lifting her, while still rooted deep inside her. His cock pulsating. She squealed in shock; that made him shudder with delight.
He held her pressed to his body kissing her on the cheek, nuzzling licking her neck feverishly, lifting her and moving them higher on the bed; pulling the pillows from in front to her and placing them behind his back against the head board.
Pax was still suspended on Kean's cock as he stretched his long muscular sweaty legs out in front of him and let her sit up, impaled on his swollen twitching member. A delicious guttural groan came from her as gravity caused her settle even lower on him.
He stroked her silky damp back affectionately, her hands twisting in the ropes trying to get at him, touch him.
The feel of her weight on him, stuck on him,the curve of her thighs , her smell; a heady rush from her scent almost knocked him back .
He was dizzy with lust and desire, hugging her close and moving into her with short powerful desperate thrusts.
Pax looked over her shoulder, heavy blissful lids barely letting her brown eyes see past her thick lashes.
He buried his head in her back, slathering her already sweaty skin with long sloppy passionate kisses, or sucking and nipping at her again.
Pax's head lolled back and forth as she undulated almost rhythmical on his powerful thrusts into her ass. Kean reached around grabbing her breast with one hand and with his left, fumbled on the sheets reaching for another toy he had handy. He bowed his legs out, causing her's to spread wider as they were draped over his.
He lifted the long jelly pink ridged vibrator out, it was Pax's favorite.
"Suck it!" he commanded... to be continued
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