| Lesbian: Exotic Erotic: The Satin Cord (1/3) |
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Lately, my sex drive had been pretty high. Sadly, my girlfriend had been unable to keep up, so when she left town on a business trip I went out for a night on the town. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my partner, but the frequency of our lovemaking and its vanilla nature was leaving me in need of some excitement. As luck would have it, she had to leave for the week on business, which gave me the perfect opportunity to go out on the town and find some action. That was when I met Ariel. We had struck up a conversation at the bar and within an hour my paramour and I had agreed to go back to her apartment. It was like the old cliché about our eyes meeting across the room, except that neither of us wanted this to be a long-term romance. No, the two of us wanted our needs fulfilled in the way that only another woman could. When we arrived at her place, there were no offers of drinks or any other pleasantries. Ariel merely took me by the hand and led me down the hallway to her bedroom. I hope my girlfriend never finds out about this, I thought as I followed behind her. She pulled me to her in a firm embrace before kissing me and opening the door to her bedroom. The place seemed to be decorated in a plain sort of way until I looked above the bed to see two large S hooks secured to the ceiling. They were separated by about two feet and there was also a long rope made of a satin like fabric threaded through the hooks and dangling from them. It was obviously some sort of homemade sex swing or toy. My body reacted involuntarily to the thoughts of all the incredibly kinky fun that was most likely in store for me tonight. My cunt moistened at the idea of Ariel giving me a much-needed escape from the boredom of the vanilla sex life I had with my girlfriend. “That looks like fun.” I pointed to the device hanging above the mattress. “Oh, its just a little something I keep around to spice things up. Don’t worry, I’m not some psycho,” she laughed “and I only bite if you ask me too.” “Mmmm, that sounds like fun too.” I could sense the dampness in my panties as I spoke. She reached for the back of my neck and pressed my lips into hers, playfully nibbling on them. Her tongue traced the outline of my mouth before plunging nearly to the back of my throat. We were eager and sensed each other’s horniness. She pulled away from our kiss to lead me over to the bed. My cunt dampened at the uncertainty of what erotic torture she would inflict on me with the rope and hooks attached to the plaster over the mattress. We climbed onto the bed and slowly removed our clothing, carefully exploring each other’s bodies. I lay back on the sheets while her mouth touched every inch of my breasts before sucking each nipple to a stiff erectness. She let her tongue methodically trail down my torso to the patch of fur between my legs. I sighed as she buried her face in my cunt and began to lick and suck the clit. I shuddered as the orgasm shook my body, but I was left still wet and in need of more. “Now that I have you warmed up, let’s get started.” Chills went through my body as she grasped my |
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very well written
