1. Caught Touching Myself


    Date: 11/12/2017, Categories: True Story, Bondage and restriction, Author: Aubriana, Rating: 73.7, Source: sexstories.com

    The sun shines through my window, and I glance over at my alarm clock. It’s 7:15 am. I look to my right, and find that Derek had already left, and I was laying in bed alone. I lay and stare at the ceiling for a second, trying to gather my thoughts. I think about the dream I had last night, and a pool starts to form between my legs. Of course, the night after I finally had sex the way I truly wanted to, with ropes and toys, and bondage, with my boyfriend of two years, I had the best wet dream of my life. I unconsciously bring my hand down to my clit, and begin rubbing and playing with it, thinking about the dream I had. Soon I get a little carried away in my masturbation as the details of my dream sink into my mind even more than they already had. --- I stand against the wall, without any clothes on, my nipples becoming erect from their contact with the cold metal wall in front of me. There’s a blindfold over my eyes so that I can’t see what’s going on. My hands are against the wall as well, until a figure pulls them behind my back and locks them there with handcuffs. A stranger’s deep, sexy voice whispers in my ear, “your body belongs to me now.” His lips meet my neck as his icy fingers trail down my bare back. The fact that I don’t know him, makes the sensation even more erotic, sending a trail of wetness down my leg. “You like this, don’t you, you little slut?” --- Soon, I’m almost to orgasm, fingering my wet pussy, thinking of the dream I had. A moan escapes my lips, and ...
    I feel myself shudder. Another moan shortly follows, and a head peeks around the corner. A familiar face shoots me a sexy grin as I please myself. “What are you doing, Velia?” he asks me in his very best seductive voice. I answer him the best I can. “What.. does it look.. like.. You fool?” I say in between moans. Derek looks at me, a fire in his eyes. I know exactly what he wants. “Do you like touching yourself like that, you dirty little slut?” “Mmm, you know it, baby,” Without another word, he pulls my hands from my pussy and above my head. I squirm as he pins me to the bed with his body. He ties my hands above my head to the bedpost, and moves down to my legs, his body grazing mine until his face is near my thighs. I moan in anticipation, and he suddenly moves and grabs the bundle of rope from under the bed. He ties my feet to opposite bed posts, and steps back, pulling down his boxers, revealing his erect dick to me. I squirm and move in my restraint, as he climbs on top of me and gives me a kiss that says “I want to fuck you.” We kiss for several minutes, and he pauses. “I’m sure you want me to fuck you now, huh?” “Yes baby, fuck me like the dirty little slut I am.” “Oh, but you’re not just a dirty little slut. You’re MY dirty little slut.” His comment drove me wild with lust. I couldn’t take it anymore, and he knew. Yet he layed on top of me, teasing me. He finally gives in to my needs as he moves downwards, his mouth oh so close to my waiting pussy, and blows gently on ...
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