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Fuck Doll - The Wrong Date

... stained with her pussy juices. “You’re a shit!” She exclaimed, “I am not your fuck doll!” “But, you want to be my fuck doll,” I replied calmly, surprising myself. I had no idea where that came from. Suddenly I was being assertive. Her game had entrapped me. I was the calculating master and she was the innocent victim. I threw her shorts on the floor and pulled down her panties, exposing her juicy little hairless peach. She continued to writhe, so I tied her left leg to the bottom bedpost with her panties. Then, I quickly grabbed another pair from her panty drawer and tied her right leg to the opposing post. By now, she could hardly move her limbs. I looked at her solemnly, hoping that I hadn’t gone too far. I had no experience in this kind of play and I didn’t want to end up in jail, but she reassured me. “Now you can play with me,” She said, smiling. “What can I do?” It was true. There wasn’t much she could do. She was tied down, unable to move, half-naked and open to exploration. I straddled over her stomach and ripped off her t-shirt, then slipped my hands behind her back and undid her bra. She spat at me, in the face. “What did you do that for?” I asked. “Because you’re a jerk,” She replied. “You just want to fuck all the young girls.” “Not all of them,” I said, hoping that I hadn’t done something wrong. “Just the ones like me, who need to be fucked,” She continued.“The bad girls.” “Are you bad?” I asked. “I’m very bad,” She replied. “I will fuck your mind. Now lick my ...

... pussy, please.” I didn’t need further encouragement. --- I put my face between her legs and duly licked her. She had a delectable snatch, with tiny labia and a little button clitoris which responded appropriately to my tongue. That is, each time I touched it, her pussy tensed up, letting me know that it was only moments before she would come. I knew the pattern from other women I had dated. A few more gentle strokes and she would be streaming in my mouth. I went slowly, deliberately, teasing her, holding back each time she was about to blow. “Fuck, you’re an asshole!” She yelled, writhing about in the limited space she had to move. I smiled to myself, seeing her juicy little patch just waiting to wet the sheets. I knew my teasing would set her on edge, but I wanted to make the most of it, so I licked her until she was about to cum, then changed pattern. “Goddamn, please just make me cum!” She practically screamed. At that point, I knew I was in dangerous territory. I had to make her orgasm, or it was game over. I didn’t want to be the guy that almost got her off. I wanted her to remember the moment, so I teased her pussy with my tongue a few moments longer, then flicked my tongue across her clit. Her pussy swelled in intermittent bursts as I licked her, until finally she squirted her cum juices into my awaiting mouth. I swallowed hard, enjoying the gift of her loins while she enjoyed the results of my teasing. She squeezed my head between her thighs, moaning loudly with the ...