to my patient fans - sorry for the very, very long delay - life just seems to demand my attention and it takes away from my writing time. Enjoy, leave feedback - more is coming. PV
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Sara rose up on her knees a bit, reaching down with one hand to aim Val's cock skyward, while using the other to part her engorged labia fully. She slid his cock fore and aft a bit as she slowly lowered slightly – positioning its head at her dripping opening. Lowering herself a bit more – she felt the welcome stretch of her pussy begin to accept his thick cock inside of her. Steadying herself with hands on his chest, she lowered herself slowly, fully onto his throbbing shaft.
Dreamily, she shifted her gaze to his face – it had been a few moments since she had focused on more than the hard cock buried deep inside her pussy. Now she was cognizant of the whole man she was using for her pleasure.
What a turn of events! Sara thought, here she was kidnapped, stripped, threatened and violated – and her thoughts we of sex and pleasure and lust. It was more than most women her age could have dealt with, but strangely, Sara felt more aroused than ever before in her life.
She looked down at Val, secured and helpless, but his cock as hard as could be.
"So Val, looks like the shoe is on the other foot," she cooed at him.
"I love your 'shoes'," he joked.
"Oh?" she quizzed, he hips gently starting to rise and then settle onto his stiff pole.
"Mmmmm yes – why would I not?"
He was right – dammit, she had to admit. As much as she was enjoying gently 'riding' his hard cock, it's not like she could be having all the pleasure of this coupling. Still, she didn't mind, she was feeling the need for sexual pleasure, and that didn't mean that he wasn't allowed to enjoy this as well.
She leaned forward and braced herself by putting her hands on his chest. A wicked grin came over her face as she slid her hands down to caress, then suddenly pinch his nipples.
"OW!" Val objected.
Without breaking her rhythm, Sara gave her best impression of being surprised.
"Is that too rough for you lover?" she asked seductively.
Her terminology took them both by surprise, but she seemed to realize the appropriateness of the title and smiled as she realized it was essentially true.
"Aren't you my lover Val?"
Enjoying the feelings her ride was producing in his loins, Val hesitated a bit before answering.
"MMMMMmmmm, I thought I was your captor and tormentor."
Sara rose up and settled down on his hard cock several times before she took the time to answer.
"Looks like I'm the captor now Val. Feel like arguing the point?" she asked, glancing at his bound wrists. She continued her slow up and down ride, deliberate and unhurried, his hard throbbing cock alternately massaging her labia, and pushing deep into her.
The squeezing of her vaginal muscles held nearly all of his attention, so a dreamy "No Sara," was all the answer he could manage.
Sara was enjoying her slow ride as well, true to his prediction, Val's cock was remaining quite hard, and Sara was enjoying the slow pace she was setting. She enjoyed being in charge, and being able to direct the pressure and friction exactly where she wanted it. She found herself approaching another orgasm much more quickly than she was used to. She couldn't help but speed up her pace a little, it just felt too good to resist.
A bead of sweat trickled down between Sara's breasts as she rode her restrained tormentor more urgently now. Her fingers still alternately pinching his sensitive nipples, and grasping his pecs as she used his chest for leverage and balance. She grinned wickedly as she contemplated her enviable position – not only being able to control the speed and angle, assuring that there'd be less chance of Val cumming before her than if he was controlling the movement, but also that since he had already cum once already, his second orgasm could take much longer.
Sara moaned to her captive steed, "I hope you know I'm going to ride you until I've had my fill Val."
