Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental, not that I expect you to recognize anyone. All participants are over 18.
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She moved forward and straddled him in the chair. Settling down into his lap she felt his hard cock move against her wetness. Leaning forward she draped her hair over his shoulder and kissed his neck. His arms were held down at his sides with hastily looped silk ties and he had another around his eyes.
She was wearing a summer dress of light cotton and no underwear. He was tied to a chair, naked.
He groaned involuntarily. She had been teasing him for what seemed an eternity.
He had agreed to the game with the understanding that she would let him do the same to her. She was obsessed with her own control and the idea of her letting her guard down was extremely exciting to him. Ironically he was now wondering if he would last long enough to return the favor.
Her tongue moved slowly along his naked shoulder towards his neck and placed kisses along his cheek and jaw line until their lips met for a moment and she teased him by holding back slightly. He arched forward moving his hips up against her, exercising the only control he had. She gasped and then grabbed his hair and pulled his head back firmly.
"No." she said teasingly as she reached down between their bodies and teased the tip of his penis as it lay along her slit, pushed upwards as she ground down onto it. She could feel him becoming slippery and he kept trying to slide his hips down enough to get inside her but she would lift herself away at the last moment each time.
Standing up, she moved around behind him and ran her hands up and his arms and then over and down his chest. She leaned in close and pressed her breasts against his shoulders as she kissed his ears. She used her teeth to nip at the earlobes and let her hands roam all the way down to his cock. Leaning heavily into his shoulders from behind she put both hands on it and began to stroke him. Using two hands was almost too much for him and he moaned out loud into her hair. Turning his head to side as far as he could be buried his face into her neck and hair, breathing her in. His panting breath was in her ear. Her hands moved in long strokes along the shaft, up and down, moving towards the head.