Brandy (Chapter 10) - Sex Stories

Brandy (Chapter 10)

... you want, Michael. Anything.” He pulled her sweater over her head, his fingers reaching around the back to unsnap her bra with a familiarity. His hands teased over her nipples until they stood out like hard erasers, sharp and pointed. He took out the rope, seeing her eyes staring at it, then up to his eyes. “Put your wrists together.” “Are you going to tie me up?” It was a stupid question, the answer obvious, but she wanted to hear him say it, her pussy growing soaked by the thought of being bound and sexually taken as if it were against her will. “Yes, I’m going to tie you up and then strip you naked. Here in the living room. Then I am going to do whatever I want of you and you will not be able to stop me.” His cock was bursting to be free as she submitted;her wrists together as he tied the rope around them until the rope was deep in her skin. He grabbed one of the dining room chairs, putting it in the middle of the room. He grabbed the end of the rope and pulled it until she complied, moving her to the chair. “Bend over the chair.” He pulled the rope to the bottom of the chair as she did as he ordered. Her short skirt rode up until her panties weren’t even covered by it, her head bowed over subserviently, Michael tying the rope to the bottom rung of the chair. The back of the chair was across her hips and middle, her feet no longer touching the ground as he yanked the rope holding her arms and tied it to the bottom of the chair. He walked behind her, pushing her skirt ...

... up over her back and sliding her panties down until they fell on the floor. His hand hadn’t even touched her pussy and she was close to cumming when she felt him tying rope around her ankles, spreading her legs until she each one was tied to the opposite leg. She should have felt scared to be naked and bound over the dining room chair in Michael and Cindy’s living room while Cindy and the k**s slept upstairs, but she was too aroused to think of anything else but Michael as he stripped off his clothes, Brandy licking her lips when she saw his magnificent cock pop free. “Fuck me,” she begged him as he stood in back of her. Michael looked at her lovely ass, her pussy peaking out from behind, wet with her juices, her pubic hairs glistening with drops of her arousal. His eyes drew up between her crack to that tight little hole that had only taken his fingers before. He stroked his cock as he poured the baby oil on the head and shaft until it was slick. He should open her up first, but he couldn’t wait, his cock wanting to feel her guts cling to him. She should have expected it, but her knowledge of sex was only being fed by Michael and even though he had fingered her ass many times, she was still surprised when she felt his cock nuzzling up to her asshole. It must have been the rope and the helplessness of the situation, but she never said a word as Michael began to push his cock into her ass. He must have put something on his cock because Brandy was surprised that it slid in so ...