Stings of a Puppet (Closed for BlondeAmbition4RP)

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He feels her grip his cock deep inside her. Her orgasm taking over her once again. Holding her tight against him, his mouth explores the soft skin of her neck as her body shivers atop him.

His hips rise high for once more as a loud moan vibrates her skin. His teeth bites down on her shoulder. He swells deep inside her, pulsing as he releases himself deep inside her. Each pulse inside her fills her, coating her with his orgasm.

His breathing subsides, chest rises and falls with her body. His bites turns to a soft kiss as his hands now gently caress her body. "Oh fuck you are amazing" he tells her between body kisses.

 

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Elle had gasped as she'd felt Walter give his final high thrust up within her as she came, giving a groan as she felt him bite upon her shoulder and pulse inside of her as he released his cum within and came with her.

"Oh fuck.. Babe!.." she gasped between soft moans of satisfaction as she coasted her high.

Gradually she begins to coast back down, her breathing slowing again, matching his as she feels his chest rising and falling as she lays back against it. She feels his soft kisses, his hands caressing her.

Her eyes still closed she smiles at his words and breathes a sigh of deep satisfaction and contentment.

"You too.." she tells him softly, the smile on her lips growing as she gives a soft, breathy laugh, "Holy fuck Puppet, where do they teach you these things?"

 

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Walter gives a laugh to her question before reaching up and turning her face to his. He kisses Elle with a thirst he feels will never be quenched.

Lay down on his side, craddling her in his arm in front of him. "You approve I take it?" He says laughing, brushing her hair from his face.

Their breaths calm, her tight within his arms, Walter can feel himself slowly begin to slip from inside her. He gives a small push with his hips in a hope to prolong his stay. But it was not to be. "Aww" he says with a chuckle, "I have feeling we just made a mess on the sofa."

 

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Elle had returned Walter's kiss with a thirst matching his own. When laid down with her she'd happily settled in with him, laughing with him at his joking question and giving a sigh at the feel of his hand in her hair.

"Definitely," she'd replied with a smile.

She'd lain there with him, eyes closing as she'd enjoyed the feel of his breath against her neck, his arms tight around her still. As she'd felt him slip from within her and heard his chuckled remark she smirked.

"I know where they keep the cleaning supplies, we can take care of it before we leave," she commented then gave a little laugh, "Speaking of before we leave...we still have dinner and a lit candle on the roof."

 

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"Our romantic pizza. Can't forget that." He tells her as he starts laughing. He knows it is getting late and there's so much to clean before people arrive in the morning.

Walter climbs from behind Elle, rolling her to her back as he lowers himself to her mouth, kissing her deeply. "Get dressed, I'll get our stuff from the roof."

Walter pulls his underwear and his now wrinkled pants on. Adding his socks and shoes, but leaves his shirt on the floor. He hurries to the roof to gather everything they had abandoned. The candle had long burned out and the pizza was cold. He finds himself meticulous cleaning, trying to hide anything that would suggest the two of them were there. Placing what he could back inside the basket, he grabs the box of pizza and basket then heads back to the studio.

He couldn't help but think how much he enjoys the time he spens with Elle. How she fills his thoughts not only when they are apart, but even more when she is near.

Walking back inside the studio, Walter places the basket and pizza with his belongings. As he stands by the door, dressed in nothing more than his pants and shoes, his muscular chest bare, he pulls his long hair back with a tie. He finds himself in a slight panic as he doesn't see his shirt right away. He turns, looking over the room once more. "You happen to know what happened to my shirt?" he ask her.

He finds it on the floor at the piano. He puts his arms through each sleeve, but leaves it open and untucked. Looking over at Elle, who is just as beautiful as the moment she arrived, he watches as she gathers the last of her things, or as he began to think of it, evidence. "You need a ride home baby?"

 

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Elle had gotten up from the couch shortly after Walter, getting dressed as he'd headed up to the roof. Finding the cleaning supplies that she'd mentioned, she'd used them to clean up the evidence of their lovemaking from the studio, wiping away the smudges on the piano and the spot they'd made on the couch.

She'd also cleaned herself back up a bit, using a tissue to clean up the makeup smears on her face and smoothing and readjusting her low ponytail back into place. Fishing into her purse, she'd even reapplied her lipstick. By the time he headed back into the studio to join her she was looking fairly close to how she had when she'd first walked in.

She'd smiled as she'd watched him search for his shirt, almost half hoping he wouldn't find it and that he'd just have to keep walking around without it on so she could keep enjoying the view. Eventually he did though, and as he slipped it on she slipped back into her shoes, gathered up her purse, and walked over to join him.

She grinned at his question about a ride.

"Your home or mine, Sugar?" she asked him with a playful wink.

 

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He smiles at Elle's playful wink. That is a side of her Walter enjoys so much, her playfulness. "Well then," he tells her, dropping everything to the floor he just picked up. "Then my home," he says walking towards her now, "where I can keep you to myself," standing in front of her now. He bends down, lifts her and lays her over hus left shoulder, "and not give a fuck who may walk in!" He says playfully before spanking her on the ass.

He turns, grabs her bag and throws it over his shoulder. As he starts towards the door, he pauses as he realizes all his things lay there as well. "Fuck it" he says, grabbing his guitar case and walking out the door with Elle laying over his shoulder.

Once at his truck, he places his guitar case in the bed before he stoops down, allowing her to stand at the door of his truck. Walter is laughing as he stands upright again, unlocking the door and opening it with a loud screech.

With his hand out, he helps her inside before shutting the door and getting by the wheel himself. He pause, looking over at Elle as he places the key in the ignition. "You can sit closer if you like."

 

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Elle had felt her anticipation rise and her smile grow at the way Walter had sauntered over to her as he'd announced that he wanted to take her home with him, when he'd hoisted her up onto his shoulder and spanked her she'd burst out with surprised laughter.

"Are you crazy?!" she'd scolded, though her laughter and giggles had continued all the way out to the car when he set her down, a big smile on her face as she'd let him help her up into his truck.

When he got behind the wheel and invited her to move closer she smiled again, sliding over the long padded seat until she was right beside him.

"Here?" she asked with a smirk.

 

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Walter sits, smiling as Elle moves across the seat, just watching with his hand on the ignition.

Here?

He looks her in the eyes, reaches over and grabs her thigh farthest from him. He pulls her just the tiniest bit further. "There."

He starts the truck and they pull from the parking lot, heading towards his place. Walter had rented a small liitle home once he signed his contact and moved in just a day or two ago. He knows it's nothing compared to what Elle lives in, nor what she is probably accustom to, but he proud of it none the less.

Pulling into the drive, the neighborhood is quaint with manicured lawns. Climbing from the truck, he holds the driver door open and helps Elle from the cab.

Walking with her hand in his, down the short path to the front door. "I just moved in, still a few items I need to take care of." he tells her as he opens the door.

Having nothing, Walter had been spending much of his time buying needed items and furniture. Most of which is still bixed or unwrapped.

He walks into the kitchen, turning the light on. "Can I get you something?" he ask, pulling two glasses from the cupboard.

 

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Elle had been a little surprised when Walter had started driving through the neighborhood of houses. Most guys she'd figured would have wanted to rent some posh apartment within the city after signing a record deal, get some kind of bachelor pad to impress their friends and dates with, show off what a big shot they'd become. The little house in the quaint, quiet neighborhood was a welcome change.

After he'd escorted her inside she hung back in the living room, looking at the different unpacked boxes and things he'd picked out for the house thus far while he stepped into the kitchen. Hearing his question and the clinking of glasses she looked his way and nodded.

"Some whiskey if you have it," she suggested with a smile, "We should christen your new place properly."

 

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Walter had found her choice of drink a little much. It is after all rather late. He steps back, looking into the livingroom where Elle had stayed. "Whiskey?" he asked with a smile. "We probably should christen the place."

He pulls a bottle of whiskey out of the cupboard and pours the two of them a glass. Leaving the bottle on the counter, Walter walks back into the livingroom and hands Elle her drink.

"I have tons of unpacking still to do, but it's getting there." he tells her, looking around the room. The boxes are all new. There is nothing labeled kitchen, bedroom or anything of the such.

He begins to feel a little uncomfortable. The most beautiful and popular woman in the world is standing here, in this little house amongst all hus clutter. Walter walks over the new sofa, nothing overly expensive, and tosses the boxes on the floor. He holds his hand out to her, "Sit, please."

 

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Elle smiled and moved over to where Walter was standing by the couch, taking his offered hand. Instead of sitting right away though, she simply moved in closer to him, one hand in his and the other holding on to her drink as she looked up at him and pressed in.

"You don't have to worry so hard about impressing me, Puppet," she whispered reassuringly to him softly, having noticed his uncomfortableness about the clutter, "I get that it's a new place and you're still settling in."

She then added with a teasing smirk, "Besides, you already have impressed me or I wouldn't be here."

She smiled and raised her glass to his.

"To your new home, and to new beginnings," she toasted, clinking her glass lightly against his own.

 

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Walter couldn't help be feel proud. Her words were kind and in a way that he knew Elle truely meant what she said. He taps his glass to hers, nods with a smile before taking a drink from his whiskey.

He places his glass on the coffee table before leaning back on the sofa. He puts his arm around Elle, resting it on top of the sofa. "I'm glad you're here. Wasn't sure if you would be willing to come to my place. Giving us keeping this a secret."

Walter can't help but look at her. Elle has an appeal about her that he admires. She appears to be in charge, confident, and larger than life. There is no wonder she commands attention when she enters a room. But over the last couple days, he can't help but feeling there is something she keeps to herself. Something she wants no soul to know. He just doesn't know what that is.

The more he looks upon her, the more his want for her clouds his thoughts. He lifts his glass once more, finishing his whiskey before placing the glass back on the table. "You know, I've had a little too much to drink. I'm afraid you're going to have to stay here for the night."

With a playfully wicked grin, maybe it's the whiskey boosting his confidence. "I have nothing for you to sleep in either, so guess what you will wear." He leans in, touches his nose to her ear before he tells her with a warm whisper, "Stand up, remove your cloths."

 

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Elle gave a little laugh at Walter's joke about not being able to drive her back to her place because he'd had too much to drink. When he announced he didn't have anything for her to sleep in either and commanded for her to take off her clothes, his warm breath tickling her ear, a slow and equally wicked grin spread across her lips.

"Oh, is that so?" she teased back playfully, arching her eyebrow at him, "You getting bossy with me again, Puppet?"

It was clear by the look in her eyes however as she smirked at him that she didn't mind one bit. Tossing back the rest of her whiskey she rose from the couch and set her empty glass next to his own, turning back towards him.

"You know I have half a mind to order an Uber," she joked as she slipped out of her shoes.

Reaching down she undid her belt next and then unfastened her jeans, pushing them down past her hips and then sliding them down her long and toned legs, her eyes meeting his with another little smirk and her hands sliding up lingeringly over the smooth skin as she straightened herself. Next came the panties that she'd been wearing as she also pushed them down and let them drop to the floor before stepping out of them. Finally, she slipped her sweater up over her head, her unrestrained breasts fully open to his view again as she tossed the garment aside.

She ran a hand over her ponytail, smoothing it out and letting it lay over her shoulder as she smiled down at him as he sat on the couch.

"Alright Puppet, fair's fair... Your turn." she told him with a grin.

 

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Walter layed back on the couch, placing one arm behind his head. He knew her threats were meaningless as he smiled up at her. He watched every move she made. The way her feet moved to remove her shoes, her slender fingers tugging on the belt, allowing access to her jeans.

As Elle steps free of her jeans, his eyes travel the length of her body and returns her smirk as their eyes lock on one anothers. As her panties slip down her thighs, Walter leans forward on the sofa, placing his elbows on his knees. As her sweater slipped over her head, her beauty greets him once more as he grins up at you.

"Alright Puppet, fair's fair... Your turn"

His smile lite up the room as he stood up in front of her. "Uber you say. You wouldn't dare." He says smiling into her eyes. "Atleast not dressed like that anyway." Walter playfully adds, moving her jeans and panties away from her with his foot. As he steps he closer, he leans down and whispers softly to her, "Love it when you call me Puppet."

His hand grabs her ponytail, pulling her head back as he forces her backwards until Elle's back touches the wall. Only inches from her face, Walter unbuttons his shirt then pulls his arms from the sleeves, dropping it at his feet. Kicking his shies to either side, he simultaneously works his belt free and unbuttons his slacks, pushing them as his underwear to the floor. His thick cock sprang free as he steps clear of the slacks and underwear as he reaches down, removing each sock.

Walter places a hand on the wall beside Elle's head as he grips her ponytail yet again, pulling her head back to look into her eyes. "Say it again, call me Puppet."

 

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"Love it when you call me Puppet."

Elle smiled in response to Walter's whisper, her breath catching in her throat a bit when he grabbed her ponytail and pulled, her smile growing like the cat that had just caught the canary as he moved her backwards until he had her pinned up against the wall. Her eyes remained on his as his face hovered inches from her, biting her bottom lip as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

As he continued to undress her eyes lowered, taking each newly revealed part of him in with hungry looks before returning to his face as he placed his hand on the wall beside her head. This time when he gripped her ponytail and pulled her head back there was an audible intake of breath on her part, her lips remaining parted slightly.

"Say it again, call me Puppet."

Her eyes looked hungrily back into his own, the smile returning to her lips. She could feel her heart pounding with anticipation within her chest, a mix of nervousness and excitement rushing through her veins, just like when she was about to step out onstage at the start of a show. She wet her lips, her voice velvety with desire as she breathed out..

"Puppet."

 

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"Good girl," he praised her. "It sounds like music from your lips."

With her ponytail in his hand, Walter places it against the wall, lifting it tightly upwards as he does. He runs his face next hers, inhaling as he does. The mix of high dollar perfume and sex still present on her skin. Walter's eyes return to Elle's as he grins, his eyes shifting from one to the other of her's.

Taking a wrist, he lifts Elle's arm above her head, before grabbing the other and lifting. He wraps the hair of her ponytail around both wrist before pressing them to the wall with his hand. Walter takes a step back and allows his eyes to explore her body in this vulnerable state.

Using a single finger, he brushes it over her lips. He can feel her warm, moist exhale as he does before he kisses he mouth for just a second. He moves his finger through her cleavage as his eyes followed his fingers trace. As it moves over her stomach, he can sense her contract a little. Anticipation of the unknown or simply slightly ticklish.

His finger stops just at slit. He can feel her warmth on her most sensitive skin. His eyes return to Elle's as his grip tightens around her wrist, holding her firmly against the wall. He teases her mouth with his lips, offering and denying her a simple kiss atleast until his foot finds the inside of hers. His hand presses her wrist to the wall a little tighter before he kicks each of her feet in a gesturing manner, "open your feet," he tells her.

 

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Elle could feel her heart pounding within her chest, her excitement and anticipation building as Walter pressed her up against the wall and bound her wrists up above her head with his hand and the long strands of her own ponytail, his finger then slowly brushing over her parted lips and then lower and lower down her body before suddenly pausing.

She felt her breath catch in her throat as his eyes returned to hers and his grip tightened around her wrist, her body pressed firmly up against the wall and her head held in place by the tension on her ponytail. As his lips moved closer as if to offer a kiss she eagerly tilted her chin forward, reaching with her own lips as best as she was able to accept, but then he teasingly pulled away, making her smirk slightly at the playful tease but leaving her wanting. Then he pressed down upon her wrists tighter still and she felt the light kicks of his foot telling hers to move.

"Open your feet."

She gives a little smile up at him as she complies, taking a step out with each of her feet and making her stance wider for him as she stands pinned to the wall.

 

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Watching as each of her feet moved a step away from each other. The grip on her wrist relaxes as Walter lrans in and kisses her on the neck, then once more. He traces down Elle's neck to her shoulder then to her breast. His free hand cupping it as his mouth sucked her niplle inside, feeling it stiffen against his tongue.

Walter moves the other, this time taking it between his teeth. A slight pull before kissing it gently with a lick and into his warm mouth. The hand on her wrist has slide down to her arm and on to her elbow as his mouth leaves her breast, trailing his tongue down the middle of her stomach.

He abandons her arms as both his hands move down her hourglass shaped frame, catching up to his mouth. With a gentle kiss on her mound, his hands gripping her waist, Walter's knees touch the floor as he buries his face firmly between her moist lips. Practicallyl lifting her from her feet as he does.

His toungue parts her as he lips clasp on and suckes her sensitive little clit. Hands move up her body, taking both her breast into each palm and squeezing as he taste her on his tongue and lips.

 

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Elle's breath had caught in her throat again as Walter had begun to suck on first one of her nipples and then the other, sucking air in through her teeth with a soft hiss when he'd taken the one between his teeth and pulled. By the time his mouth began to travel lower, her rosy nipples were hard and aching with pleasure, a shiver running down her spine as the air in the room brushed against them.

She gave a little groan as his hands ran down her body to grip her waist as he kissed her mound, her hair slowly unraveling from her wrists as his hands were no longer there to hold it in place. When he suddenly buried his face between her lips and lifted her she groaned out again, crying out in pleasure as he sucked her clit and moved his hands back up to squeeze her breasts, her hips rocking forward against his mouth as she pulled her hands free and brought them down to his shoulder and the back of his head.

"Oh fuck, Walter!!"

 

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The way her body reacted to his mouth. The feel of her hips pressing foward against his face allowed him to tilt his head back a bit further and suck just a bit harder on her hard clit.

Walter moved both arms down, wrapping behind her legs as he places both her thighs ontop his shoulders. His hands returning to her breast. He sucks her clit once more before massaging it against the flat surface of his tongue.

"Oh fuck, Walter!!"

He smiles as he brings his hands down, grasping her ass in each palm and lifting her slightly. "Is that what you call me now?" He questions as he looks up at her, smiling as he extends his tongue, tasting her wetness further.

Walter presses his face once more against her pussy. Her hot, wet lips parting for him. His large, muscular hands hold her up as he beguns to lick on her clit once more. Back and forth with a firm motion, his tongue rubs her clit in an increasing pace.

Walter's mouth moved now with a purpose, her pleasure alone.

 

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"Is that what you call me now?"

It took Elle a moment to realize what Walter was referring to as he smiled up at her, by the time she did his tongue was already back upon her.

"Puppet.." she corrected herself with a gasp, the corners of her lips twitching upwards as he tasted her, "Puppet that feels so good!"

She moaned out as he began to lick firmly upon her clit, her body giving a jerk in response as her hand tightened its grip on the back of his head, fingers clenching within his hair as his pace increased and she felt him driving her closer and closer to her limit.

"Oh god, yes!...Please baby!" she pleaded needily, "I'm so close!"

 

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Walter pulls his head back as Elle's hands held on to him. Breaking her grip, he stands up and leans against her, pressing her against the wall with his body. His large hand grips her neck as he kisses her lips, then biting and pulling on her bottom one.

Her lip slips from his loose grip as he stares into her eyes, "No, no," he whispers to her, a finger touching her mouth, "Not yet."

Walter scoops Elle into his arms and walks with her to his bedroom. The room is at the back of the house with a queen bed against the wall facing large windows out to the backyard. The room is rather clutered with boxes and various musical instruments.

Walter lays her on the mattress as he stands at the edge of the bed. His hand takes one of Elle's ankles, lifting her leg to his lips as he genle kisses his calve. Walters mouth trails up her smooth leg as he slowly climbs on the bed, straddling Elle's other leg.

Placing it back on the bed, he lowers himself to her, his nose and lips bury themselves in her neck. Lips and tongue explore the salty skin of her neck and throat as he takes Elle's hands within his firmly and stretch them above the two of them.

Back at her ear, his teeth pinch her lobe playfully before he whispers, "I want your orgasms, all of them" he says quietly in her ear, almost if they were in a crowded room, "I'll tell you when. Not before then."

His mouth reaches out for her's again as he releases her hands, lowering himself atop her.

 

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To say that Elle had been surprised when Walter had stopped when he had and denied her the release she'd craved would have been an understatement. She'd moaned softly as he'd kissed her and pulled at her lip, then looked at him with with a confused and dazed look as he'd stared into her eyes and told her no.

No? This was not a word she was used to hearing from others these days.

She'd parted her lips to protest, her pussy still wet and sensitive and aching for release, when he'd suddenly scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bedroom, eliciting a small smile from her in response to that. As he laid her upon the bed and trailed kisses up her leg before joining her her smile grew. As he buried his face against her neck and began to taste the skin there she sighed, her arms wrapping around him only to have him remove them and stretch her hands above her head again.

"I want your orgasms, all of them" he says quietly in her ear, almost if they were in a crowded room, "I'll tell you when. Not before then."

Once more she looked at him in confusion, feeling a tingle run down her spine from his playful nip and the way his breath tickled her ear. As his mouth reached for hers she eagerly reciprocated, moaning softly as she felt his body lower and press into hers.

Her hands remained above her head even after he'd released them. She longed to touch him, to feel his skin beneath her fingers but she hesitated, remembering how she had pulled away the last time.

"I want to touch you," she murmured against his lips, seeking his permission.

 

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"I want to touch you"

Elle's words put a smile on his face. This is what he long to explore, to experience. He just thought he'd never have that chance, much less with Elle.

Walter reaches for her hands, taking both wrist and holding them to the mattress. Kissing down further to her chest, he looks up to her eyes, "No" he denies her that as well.

He sucks her hard nipple into his warm, wet mouth as releases her wrist, taking her breast in his palm. He test her, test to see if her hands remain over her head. Walter reaches down with his free hand, grasping her thigh, sperating it from the one he straddled still.

Her skin is soft and smooth as he slides his hand up her thigh and places his fingers against her wet pussy. Her breast firm in his grip as Walter sit up, his knees on either side of her leg. Her nipple pulled to his thumb and finger as he holds it tight and begins to rub her wet pussy.

Strong, small circles over her clit. Walter reaches back above her, taking her wrist in his large hand, pinning her arms to the mattress. His pace quickens, over and over her tiny clit as it rolls from side to side beneath his fingers.

"Not yet my love" he softly says, looking into her eyes.