| Straight: Orgies and Gangbangs: Birthday Coupons (1/4) |
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My birthday could only be called fair until my woman gave me the best present. She handed me an envelope and said this is your special gift. I couldn't wait to look inside. As I opened six small pieces of paper fluttered out. On each paper was written, "Coupon for one blow job anytime, anywhere." I looked at her and asked if she really meant it. She happily yes, with a very large grin on her face. We had been talking for a little while about her being my slave, so this gift caused my mind to go crazy with ideas. As I was thinking I came up with the perfect way to test her. I told her that I wanted to have the guys over for a poker game and have her serve some refreshments for us. She agreed and we decided on Saturday night. Saturday night has finally arrived. She goes to the bedroom to begin getting dressed. I follow her into the room. I look at what she is wearing and tell her I have a better outfit for her to wear tonight. I notice we have a few minutes before anyone arrives so I start kissing her neck. She moves her head and leans into me so that I can reach more of her neck. I hear her moan as I reach my hand down between her legs and start rubbing with my fingers. I am standing behind her so when I begin to squeeze her breasts with both hands she can lay back completely against me. My hands begin pulling on her nipples, pushing hard into her soft breasts. She grinds against me and feels my hardness. One of my hands is caressing her between her legs the other still on her breast. I feel her getting close to release and pull my hand away. Tell her to lay down on the bed and I slide between her legs. Starting from her ankle I slowly kiss my way to her mound and start to suck her throbbing clit. She is moaning and trying to grab my head. I pull away and flick my tongue against her to bring her even closer. She cries, “Right there, please don't stop,” but I do. I get up and see the look of pure horniness and know she is so close to orgasm. I inform her that she is my slave for the rest of the night. I pull out a bag and hand to her. Inside is her new outfit for the poker game. I instruct her to put them on. I sit down and watch as she puts on the garter belt and the white thigh high stocking. Slowly she moves the fabric up her legs. I'm getting harder and harder just watching her. She asks where the panties are. I tell her, “No panties tonight slave.” She protests and talks back to me telling me she is not going without panties tonight. I tell her that tonight she does what I say with no questions. I instruct her to bend over my lap immediately. She does so hesitantly. I raise my hand and slap her ass cheek as hard as I can then the other, back and forth. She pleads for me to stop. I don't. Her cheeks are starting to get a deep red. My hand is starting to sting. She asks me to stop, saying she will do anything I want her to do. I allow her to get up and finish dressing. I admire |
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