Her Visit - Sex Stories

Her Visit

... from my lips as your full, round ass caresses me. Stepping back, I grip the cord of your corset in my hands and undo it carefully. The corset falls, exposing your pale satin skin, your large, ripe breasts and rosy pink nipples. The colour blooms in your cheeks as you hear me move in front of you, somehow aware of the lusty stare falling on your chest. I stand, silent and unmoving, as my eyes greedily fondle your half-naked form. Your chest rises and falls with each quickening breath as your ears strain to hear the noise I am not making. Reaching out, I take a pink nipple between my thumb and forefinger and squeeze it f***efully. The unexpected touch causes you to whimper softly. Smiling, I strum both your erect rosy nipples with my fingers before trailing my fingertips lightly down your stomach. They finally rest atop your sheer, hip-hugging panties. Observing your body quiver under my touch, I hear your breath catch in your throat as I run a finger teasingly over your panty-covered pussy. I then press softly against your tender clitoris. You feel flush as I peel the panties from your hips, rolling them slowly down your stocking-clad thighs and allowing them to fall to the floor. I kneel, placing my hands on your hips. I tug you closer. Afterward I kiss your warm, wet pussy as passionately as I would your mouth. A low moan falls from your lips as you enjoy my nimble tongue working at your needy pussy. You press yourself hard against me. I fill my mouth with you, delighting ...

... in your enticing taste before, much to your dismay, standing again. Gently, I take your hand. You follow across the soft carpet until I stop, removing my hand from yours. As you remain still your heart is ready to explode in your chest in anticipation of the unknown. Placing my hands firmly on your lily-white shoulders, I turn you. Then, in one swift move, I push you backwards. Falling, you gasp in relief as you feel the springy mattress of the large four-post bed embrace you. The cool blue silk sheet caresses your hot skin. You enjoy the sensation. I arrange you on the bed with your legs spread wide and your arms away from your torso. I bind your wrists and ankles to the bedposts with strips of the same blue silk that is covering your eyes. You are an erotic, luscious version of Da Vinci's Vitruvian Man as you lie spread-eagle on the bed. Gazing, I drink in the delicious vision of you, your delicate feet hiding in the stylish black heels, the sheer black stockings only adding to the shape of your legs. They stop in a flurry of lace mid-way up your thighs. Your smooth pussy pouts at me as it glistens in the flickering light. Your stomach, pale and slightly rounded, leads up to your full, globular breasts where pink nipples erectly pose in need of attention. Your golden hair spills across your creamy shoulders and slides onto the blue sheet. Only the silk scarf tied across your eyes mars your perfect face. Moving away from the bed, I walk to the cupboard and open a drawer. ...