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It was always hot in their apartment. The window a/c unit struggled to keep things cool within their living quarters in the heart of the city. Living above a bustling restaurant will do that; a trade off of city living I suppose. One perk was saving on the heating bill during cold weather.

They were young and in love: walking around in the nude throughout the apartment was perfectly acceptable, and encouraged by both. Who cares if anyone saw through the front window, they both enjoyed the freedom of constricting fabrics bound to their sticky bodies and took advantage of every moment possible wearing absolutely nothing

Staying naked helped them keep cool during the humid summer months. It also made connecting with each other much easier.. not that they struggled with connection, but the closeness and contact kept their burning desires aflame. Usually they'd use a condom, but not today. It had all been too much.

They'd gone to bed to cuddle and vent about their days. They stroked each other's hair and raked their fingernails gently across one another's skin. The constant sensation was soothing, and stimulating. He felt his cock harden, and wondered if she would mind if he slipped in. Her pussy ached, and glistened with wetness, as she wondered the same thing.

As they snuggled closer, kissing deeply, he lined his cock head with her entrance. His heart skipped a beat at the feeling of her wet, hot, heat. He held his cock and traced her puffy slit with it's swollen head. She wiggled, and they felt his head catch in her opening. They both moaned, neither one stopping to address the bareness. They kissed, and pushed their hips together until no space existed between them. Finally, they were connected as one, nothing shielding between them. She squeezed, and stretched to accommodate him deeper.

They laid there unmoving, only feeling the depths of each other in their rapid pulse, their quickening breath, and shared blissful whimpers. She began to shake, her quivering thighs a sure sign that she would soon cum, and then he would finally fill her properly, with no restraint.
 
It was always hot in their apartment. The window a/c unit struggled to keep things cool within their living quarters in the heart of the city. Living above a bustling restaurant will do that; a trade off of city living I suppose. One perk was saving on the heating bill during cold weather.

They were young and in love: walking around in the nude throughout the apartment was perfectly acceptable, and encouraged by both. Who cares if anyone saw through the front window, they both enjoyed the freedom of constricting fabrics bound to their sticky bodies and took advantage of every moment possible wearing absolutely nothing

Staying naked helped them keep cool during the humid summer months. It also made connecting with each other much easier.. not that they struggled with connection, but the closeness and contact kept their burning desires aflame. Usually they'd use a condom, but not today. It had all been too much.

They'd gone to bed to cuddle and vent about their days. They stroked each other's hair and raked their fingernails gently across one another's skin. The constant sensation was soothing, and stimulating. He felt his cock harden, and wondered if she would mind if he slipped in. Her pussy ached, and glistened with wetness, as she wondered the same thing.

As they snuggled closer, kissing deeply, he lined his cock head with her entrance. His heart skipped a beat at the feeling of her wet, hot, heat. He held his cock and traced her puffy slit with it's swollen head. She wiggled, and they felt his head catch in her opening. They both moaned, neither one stopping to address the bareness. They kissed, and pushed their hips together until no space existed between them. Finally, they were connected as one, nothing shielding between them. She squeezed, and stretched to accommodate him deeper.

They laid there unmoving, only feeling the depths of each other in their rapid pulse, their quickening breath, and shared blissful whimpers. She began to shake, her quivering thighs a sure sign that she would soon cum, and then he would finally fill her properly, with no restraint.
Well, now I'm definitely not going to fall asleep any time soon. So arousing!! ;)
 
It was always hot in their apartment. The window a/c unit struggled to keep things cool within their living quarters in the heart of the city. Living above a bustling restaurant will do that; a trade off of city living I suppose. One perk was saving on the heating bill during cold weather.

They were young and in love: walking around in the nude throughout the apartment was perfectly acceptable, and encouraged by both. Who cares if anyone saw through the front window, they both enjoyed the freedom of constricting fabrics bound to their sticky bodies and took advantage of every moment possible wearing absolutely nothing

Staying naked helped them keep cool during the humid summer months. It also made connecting with each other much easier.. not that they struggled with connection, but the closeness and contact kept their burning desires aflame. Usually they'd use a condom, but not today. It had all been too much.

They'd gone to bed to cuddle and vent about their days. They stroked each other's hair and raked their fingernails gently across one another's skin. The constant sensation was soothing, and stimulating. He felt his cock harden, and wondered if she would mind if he slipped in. Her pussy ached, and glistened with wetness, as she wondered the same thing.

As they snuggled closer, kissing deeply, he lined his cock head with her entrance. His heart skipped a beat at the feeling of her wet, hot, heat. He held his cock and traced her puffy slit with it's swollen head. She wiggled, and they felt his head catch in her opening. They both moaned, neither one stopping to address the bareness. They kissed, and pushed their hips together until no space existed between them. Finally, they were connected as one, nothing shielding between them. She squeezed, and stretched to accommodate him deeper.

They laid there unmoving, only feeling the depths of each other in their rapid pulse, their quickening breath, and shared blissful whimpers. She began to shake, her quivering thighs a sure sign that she would soon cum, and then he would finally fill her properly, with no restraint.
Well done Sally😉
 
Thinking about a sunset
But not in the sky
It evolves over time
On my pale skin
Raising goosebumps on my flesh
With each stinging strike of your palm
Painting a beautiful canvas
Of soft, pale pink, to deep, throbbing purple
Your marks left not only on my soft, fleshy bottom
But also covering the most sensitive places
The ones you know that make me squeal with delight
A rainbow of warmth across my breasts
Red, swollen lips between my thighs
Leaving streaks of sweet wetness between my lips
And coating your hand
I beg for more, more, more!
You happily fullfil my request
Until I'm as ripe and red as a strawberry
Sweet, and decadent
Ready to be devoured
 
It was the look in her eyes, and he knew he had her. She had that determined gaze, and he knew she would do whatever he asked.
"On you knees."
Not a question, not a request, a command. He watches as she slowly gets down on her knees, keeping the movement ever so graceful. He slowly closes the distance between them, his hand brushing over the swell of her breast, then up and over her shoulder as he walks past her, handcuffs gently rattling with every step.
As soon as he is behind her he can finally let the grin show on his face. He knows she would never turn her head around to look at him without his permission.
"Hands behind your back, wrists together."
Another command, and he knows she will obey.
He leans down, left hand sneaking around her neck from behind, right hand manipulating the metal as he snaps first one rest, then the next together.
He leans in closer, and takes a big breath, he can smell her new shampoo, and is pleased knowing that she prepared herself properly for tonight.
"You and me", he says in a low and controlled voice, "we're going to have a lot of fun together tonight."

My first shot at writing a scene, or at least part of one.
 
It was the look in her eyes, and he knew he had her. She had that determined gaze, and he knew she would do whatever he asked.
"On you knees."
Not a question, not a request, a command. He watches as she slowly gets down on her knees, keeping the movement ever so graceful. He slowly closes the distance between them, his hand brushing over the swell of her breast, then up and over her shoulder as he walks past her, handcuffs gently rattling with every step.
As soon as he is behind her he can finally let the grin show on his face. He knows she would never turn her head around to look at him without his permission.
"Hands behind your back, wrists together."
Another command, and he knows she will obey.
He leans down, left hand sneaking around her neck from behind, right hand manipulating the metal as he snaps first one rest, then the next together.
He leans in closer, and takes a big breath, he can smell her new shampoo, and is pleased knowing that she prepared herself properly for tonight.
"You and me", he says in a low and controlled voice, "we're going to have a lot of fun together tonight."

My first shot at writing a scene, or at least part of one.
Her heart quickened when the metal snapped into place. She rested obediently on her knees, wondering with excitement what would happen next. She could hear him behind her - was he reaching for something? One hand held her bound wrists, while things were shuffled in the background. Eventually, she felt the grip release from her wrists. He moved to face her, making sure he was standing close to her face so she could see the outline of the growing erection in his dark grey slacks. Her jaw dropped open and she instinctively licked her lips.

He grinned, "Not yet my pet," he chuckled, dangling a strip of black satin between her flushing breasts. He traced the fabric across her chest and up the side of her sensitive neck, then stepped behind her once more. He took his time dragging the satin across her neck before taking both ends, and slowly bringing them up to cover her wide, hazel eyes. The last thing she saw before the satin blacked out her vision was her naked, bound reflection in the mirror.
 
With the blindfold in place, he makes his way back to the table. She was good for him today, and had laid out three toys that she would like used, just as commanded. She had no way of knowing that he had gone to the store before coming home, and added a new tool to his repertoire.
Walking behind her, he places his foot between her legs and nudges them wider apart. She knows what is expected and spreads her legs for him. Then he grabs the chain between her wrists and gently but firmly lifts, forcing her to lean forward as he does so.
"Good girl" he mutters under his breath, swatting her ass and watching it bounce before slowly making his way beside her. He reaches down and slaps her tit, taking pleasure in the gasp that she lets out. He then reaches into his pocket and grabs the little rubber clamps connected by a long thin string. Without touching her or giving any warning, he clamps one nipple, and then the next, pleased to notice that they are already swollen with anticipation.
Walking behind her he once again slaps her ass with a resounding smack before reaching between her legs and grabbing the string. As he pulls it from between her legs he makes sure that he is pulling up so that the string drags between her dripping folds.
 
With the blindfold in place, he makes his way back to the table. She was good for him today, and had laid out three toys that she would like used, just as commanded. She had no way of knowing that he had gone to the store before coming home, and added a new tool to his repertoire.
Walking behind her, he places his foot between her legs and nudges them wider apart. She knows what is expected and spreads her legs for him. Then he grabs the chain between her wrists and gently but firmly lifts, forcing her to lean forward as he does so.
"Good girl" he mutters under his breath, swatting her ass and watching it bounce before slowly making his way beside her. He reaches down and slaps her tit, taking pleasure in the gasp that she lets out. He then reaches into his pocket and grabs the little rubber clamps connected by a long thin string. Without touching her or giving any warning, he clamps one nipple, and then the next, pleased to notice that they are already swollen with anticipation.
Walking behind her he once again slaps her ass with a resounding smack before reaching between her legs and grabbing the string. As he pulls it from between her legs he makes sure that he is pulling up so that the string drags between her dripping folds.
She whimpered at the pressure of the string as it pressed against her aching clit. Her nipples burned and throbbed after being clamped. Heat filled her chest and her skin flushed in response. The sensations rippled through her and she was already starting to pant. He noticed this change, walked around to face her, and tilted her head up with his fingers to look at him.

"Don't be in such a hurry, pet," he said gently, and slapped one inner thigh to deflect the sensation from her clit, to the sting of his striking palm.

"Uuunnngggggg!" was all she could manage. "Yes, Sir," she quietly replied.

"Good girl, that's better." He rubbed over the red mark gently and let her catch her breath for a moment, and then walked again behind her and gave the long chain a tug, putting even more pressure than before against her clit. He chuckled as she struggled to wiggle against the chain, searching for more sensation. He knew she was aching to be filled, but she wasn't ready. No, not just yet...
 
He had one last trick up his sleeve before he was ready to take her. He grabbed a clip from on the table, and definitely tied the two strings to the clip. He grabbed her hair in its hand, bunching it up I'm pulling her head so it tilted back. That's when he attached the clip to her hair. Taking a step back, he looks at his masterpiece. She is panting, and he watches with fascination as she realizes that in order to tilt her head forward, it would pull the nipple harder on her nipples, and it would shift the string that was running between her folds.

Her whole body was flush, and he loved that look on her, he always had.

He stripped behind her as she was still trying to figure out the best way to position herself. Gently folding his clothing he made a neat little pile on the table before walking around to her front. Knowing she was blindfolded, and that she was also listening for him, he was careful to not make any noise to alert her to his presence. It wasn't until he pulled back his foreskin and placed the head of his straining cock on her bottom lip that she realized what was expected of her. She opened up like the good girl she is.
 
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