Travelling on the bus

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

Travelling on the busI enjoyed travelling on the commuter bus, which ran from the city centre to the University. In the morning it was always crowded, mainly with students. I came to know many of them by sight and they generally seemed to have regular habits making it easy to arrange to intercept them. The bus was a large single-decker with a number of seats at the front but at the rear of the bus there was a large open area without seats for standing passengers to maximize carrying capacity. The exit doors for alighting from the bus were in this area. I had spent several mornings sitting quietly on the bus, inspecting the passengers and selecting my target. It was not a difficult choice. At about the same time every morning a tall slender redhead boarded the bus. I watched this girl for a week before I made a move. She was extremely attractive with prominent breasts and nipples, which were often obvious. She had great legs and a small trim ass. Her hair was medium short; long enough to put into a ponytail, which she did occasionally, with a fringe. I was intrigued by this girl. Her appearance and attitude appeared to change from day to day kaleidoscopically apparently to suit her mood. Her clothes, appearance and make-up ran the total gamut from super-professional to total slut. I could not really predict her appearance for the next day from anytime I saw her. She seemed to meld one day’s look into the next relatively seamlessly but, on occasion, there were dislocations or rapid shifts in appearance. She was either playing a game or was being directed, seeming to be almost playing different daily roles. I was interested in the reactions of the other passengers to their exotic companion. During the week I watched her she was groped and fondled more than once and her responses to these intrusions seemed almost to be governed by her look or appearance that day. If she was dressed professionally she repelled advances with a cool stare but in her more slutty guises she seemed rather more approachable and accessible and I noticed that some of the male passengers were not slow to make use of these opportunities. Whatever happened on the bus I noticed that she always alighted at the stop by the University. I decided that for reasons of her own this girl was playing with her male companions on the bus and that she needed a lesson. I was just the man to provide her with one. I waited my opportunity, always sitting on aisle side of the last seat before the open area of the bus so that it would be easy for me to make my move. I was waiting for her to be dressed to my taste before I took her and at last, the day arrived. I always boarded the bus before her stop and took my seat ready in case I needed to make my move. As soon as she got on the bus I knew that this was the day I had been waiting for. My chosen redhead was wearing a sheer white blouse drawn tightly enough over her full breasts to show the lace of her thin half-cup bra through the silk. Her nipples made prominent cones in the delicate material and her blouse was unbuttoned to show a deep cleavage. The blouse was essentially just a top as it was drawn tight under her breasts leaving her midriff bare. I noticed that her navel was pierced with a rather large gold ring. She was wearing a tight short red mini-skirt at least five inches above her trim knees made even more revealing by a slit up the side. She had on sheer dark unpatterned stockings (or pantyhose I wondered – I was going to find out soon) and red leather pumps with four-inch spike heels and small buckles. She was wearing very simple jewellery, small earrings and a silver medallion on a thin chain around her slender neck, which appeared to be inscribed, although at the distance I was I could not read the inscription. Her hair was carefully brushed and drawn back into a ponytail with her fringe neatly combed. Her make-up today was rather heavier than she sometimes wore, exaggerating her eyes and with a rather dark lipstick. She was wearing an unbuttoned black trench coat loosely over her shoulders. She looked delicious and excited immediate interest in the male passengers. All the seats were taken and she went to stand at the back of the bus near the door on the pavement side of the bus. She slipped off her coat, folded it and put it at her feet. I had noticed with some interest than on her more ‘slutty’ days she tended to stand at the back where she was more likely to receive attention but on the days when she was dressed more conservatively she would sit and read a magazine. I noticed one or two men begin to slowly gravitate towards her but today they were out of luck. I left my seat and moved decisively through the crowded standing space until I was beside the girl. I put my hand on the rail beside her shoulder, effectively pinning her in the corner by the door, putting her at my complete disposal and preventing the attentions of any other passengers being realized. She glanced quickly into my eyes, bit her lip, flushed and turned half away from me so that she was looking out of the window. I noticed with no little surprise but with a lot of pleasure the shadow of uncertainty in her eyes. This girl was not nearly as confident as she tried to appear. The bus drew up at another stop and many more people boarded. As all the seats were taken the new passengers pressed into the standing area where we were and it began to become really congested. I was pressed more closely against my pretty target, trapping her in the corner. She was a tall girl, only an inch or two shorter than I am and she glanced quickly again at my face before looking out of the window. Her cheeks were still stained by a pretty flush and her freckles became rather more prominent in her embarrassment and anxiety. I quickly caught on to the fact that this was a girl who was confident when she felt in control but could easily be pushed off balance – then uncertainty and anxiety took over. Random movements in the crowded space pushed me closer to her. I put my left arm across in front of her holding the rail, which ran along the bus window and, dropping my right had I leaned on the wall of the bus so that my thigh was in contact with her and my right had was between us but not yet touching her. I could hear her breathing and, looking over her shoulder and downwards I could see right down her cleavage as her breasts heaved under the thin revealing silk. I could see one or two of the other passengers watching us covertly but I ignored them. I moved my hand on to the curve of her thigh just below the hip and pressed gently. Immediately I felt the strap of a suspender and I knew that she was wearing stockings. I slid the flat palm of my hand from her thigh to her ass and spread my fingers. The bus jolted and this had the effect of pushing her ass back a little into my hand. I spread my fingers wider and pressed more firmly against the springy flesh then closed my hand slightly and, making my intentions very obvious, squeezed her ass cheek firmly. I heard her exhale in a gasp and although her flush deepened she did not protest. I took this as carte blanche to proceed. I began to move my hand over her thinly covered ass with a proprietary air that she could not mistake. I outlined the edge of her panties and the suspenders straps leading from the lower edge of what felt like a very delicate garter belt. I let my hand drift lower following the garter strap down to the top of her right stocking. I squeezed her thigh just above the level of her stocking top, increasing steadily the extent of my fondling and still eliciting no protest. I had quickly realized that in spite of her initial air of confidence and her behaviour on previous days, my pretty victim was too embarrassed or shy to protest and that I could get away with almost anything. I moved my hand to the back of her thigh and caressed the full flesh, relishing its springiness through the nylon of her stocking. It is interesting how far one can go feeling up an embarrassed and unwillingly compliant girl on a crowded bus! I slid my hand up the back of her nylon-covered leg until I reached the bare flesh at the top of her stocking. She gasped again as I moved my hand further up under her short thin skirt back on to her ass but by this time my hand was up her skirt caressing her trim ass through the inadequate barrier of her delicate panties. I began to move my hand freely over her nylon-covered buttocks relishing the soft feel of the delicate material as it slid over her smooth flesh. As I squeezed and shaped the globes of her buttocks in my palm, I took my left hand from the rail across the window and slipped it round her under her armpit on to the smooth flesh of her bare midriff pulling her back against me. She gasped but compliantly moved as I directed her, almost like a doll. I took a firmer grip of her ass-cheek. The forefinger of my left hand flirted briefly with her navel-ring and gently exploring her belly button before moving upwards. I felt the bones of her lower rib cage against the ball of my thumb and I slid my hand up a little further until my thumb was brushing the lower curve of her full breast. I knew that the other passengers were watching and had a clear view, and so did my victim, but no one interfered. The realization that she was being watched as she was being felt up without being able to do anything about it caused her blush to deepen. Still gripping her ass-cheek tightly I moved my hand deliberately up on to her left breast and began to feel her, moulding the flesh. I saw one of my fellow passengers give me a thumbs-up sign out of the corner of my eye. I ignored it and continued to mould the flesh of her full breast. I could feel her hardening nipple like a bullet in the palm of my hand and I could smell the combined sweat of her fear, anxiety and arousal. Despite herself she was becoming turned on by my attentions. I played idly with her nipple through the thin covering of her blouse and bra and she gasped as I twisted it between thumb and forefinger. Moving my lips closer to her ear, I spoke to her for the first time. “Spread your legs,” I ordered brusquely. She gave what sounded like a little sob but did not move. I twisted her nipple rather more viciously and she gasped and gave a definite sob. Her thighs parted until she was standing on trembling legs with feet braced about a foot apart. I left her nipple and spread my hand again on her breast, cupping and fondling it. I took a firm grip on the soft springy girl- flesh of her breast and held her firmly while I proceeded to the next stage. As I held her by the breast pulled close against me she was standing rigid with her hands canlı kaçak bahis by her sides. I took my hand from her ass and seized her by her delicate wrist, bringing her hand to my groin. As usual I was wearing a pair of thin dark slacks with no underwear and a black polo-necked sweater. I had been erect since I first touched her and now I put her unwilling hand on my erect prick, forcing her to feel me through my thin trousers. She just let her hand hang limp. I squeezed her breast viciously and she gave another sob. “Take hold of my prick and start rubbing,” I whispered in her ear. Nothing happened. I squeezed her breast again and I felt her delicate hand cup my balls, feeling, outlining and defining the flesh before moving up to my prick which she clasped reluctantly through my trousers and began to slowly jerk me off. I knew that she was now too cowed to stop so I let go of her wrist and put my hand back up her skirt. I slipped my hand between her legs and caressed the dimple of her ass before slipping my finger forward to the smooth area of the delicate skin between her ass and the back of the slit of her cunt which I began to gently stroke through the thin silk of her panties, working her up with the tips of my fingers. I heard her breathing quicken and shallow and her grip on my prick tightened slightly and deliciously. I slipped my hand up to the waistband of her panties and, as she jerked me off I put my fingers down inside her thin panties and splayed them on her bare ass. She gasped loudly and her breathing became shallower. I pushed her panties down a little giving me free access to her now-bare ass, which I began to fondle quickly moving to slip my hand between her spread thighs on to her bare cunt. Her breathing seemed to stop and her whole body froze. She stopped rubbing my prick and seemed to stand in a state of suspended animation. It was as though, for her for a moment, time had stopped. I squeezed her left breast tightly and warningly in my left hand and she gave a shuddering sigh and continued jerking me off. I cupped her cunt briefly and fondled it learning the disposition of her rather fleshy outer lips and brushing the hard nub of her clit, eliciting another deep gasp. Despite herself she was moist. My fingers rapidly became moist in her female juices and I slipped my hand back along the delicate area of her perineum towards the puckered little dimple of her ass. To the accompaniment of a horrified gasp from my reluctant victim I slid my finger across the entrance to her ass, delicately rubbing across the puckered muscle. Her buttocks clenched reflexively but, ignoring that, I pressed gently against the dimple of her ass with my forefinger, greasy from her cunt-juice, until the protecting ring of muscle surrounding her opening gave way and the tip of my finger slid into her bottom. She was breathing raggedly and shallowly as now, in complete command of my pretty victim, I began to finger-fuck her ass as I slowly and thoroughly felt her breast. I knew that we were being watched by some of our fellow passengers and that, depending on their position, they could see more or less of what was going on but no-one made any attempt to interfere. My thoroughly cowed victim was submitting meekly to being played with in the full sight of her fellow passengers. It was obvious to her that she was helpless and that no one would come to her aid. She sobbed and continued to jerk my prick with a lovely rhythmical action. The elastic of her panties was cutting into my wrist and I took the opportunity to humiliate my lovely victim further. I slipped my finger from her ass and took my hand from under her skirt leaving her panties rucked up at the top of her thighs. I put my lips close to her ear and whispered, with a little menace in my voice, “Take off your panties and give them to me,” She gasped and shook her head violently. Holding her impaled on my finger deep in her bottom I squeezed her left breast a little more tightly until she gasped with pain. “Just get on with it,” I ordered, “I won’t tell you again”. Blushing violently and trying to hide her actions from the other passengers she squirmed and wriggled on my finger, slipping the panties down her legs. She let go of my prick, needing her hand to retrieve her panties. She stepped out of them, first one foot and then, because I was holding her and she could not easily bend she stood on that foot and, bending her knee, lifted the panties looped on her other ankle until she could reach them with her hand. She put her foot back on the floor and stood holding the delicate white lacy garment, trying to conceal it in her little hand. All this time she had been standing half turned away from me with her back towards me but just then, the bus jolted and I quickly slipped my finger out of her bottom, pressed on her shoulder and manoeuvring her with my grip on her left breast turned her abruptly so that she was facing me. She looked into my eyes and gasped. She was flushed and panting. “Give me your panties,” I ordered again. She gave a little sob and held them out for me to take. To humiliate her further I let her stand there holding out the delicate lacy garment to me knowing that her fellow- passengers were watching and sniggering at her discomfiture. Looking into her eyes I finally took the panties from her, held them under my nose and inhaled deeply before putting them into my pocket. She watched me aghast. “Lovely, darling.” I said mockingly, “that will make a nice souvenir of this morning for me. What is your name?” For a moment it looked as though she wasn’t going to answer but then she looked into my eyes and what she saw there rapidly changed her mind. “Danielle,” she whispered. I smiled at her and took my hand from her breast, and slipped my right arm around her waist under her armpit drawing her close to me so that her cunt, covered now only by her thin short skirt was pressed against my groin. I knew that she could feel my erect prick against her and her eyes widened. I could feel her trembling as I pulled her against me. I knew that any resistance she had was broken by now as she looked into my eyes with her lower lip slightly trembling. I slipped my hand down from her waist to the soft flesh of her thigh relishing the sensual feel of her stocking and slowly slid my hand up her leg under her skirt on to the warm bare flesh at the top of the stocking. She shook as she looked into my eyes. I slid my hand further up on to her bare bottom and began to mould and squeeze the soft globes of her trim ass under her skirt. “Spread your thighs, Danielle,” I ordered and without hesitation her thighs parted. I slipped my hand from under her skirt and took my arm from round her. Looking into her eyes I pressed her back against the wall of the bus into the corner by the door so that she had no freedom of movement and I slipped my hand back between her thighs and slid it up her skirt, this time from the front. I could smell the fear and reluctant excitement from the twitchy girl as I took possession of her cunt, which was very wet. I noted with interest and some amusement that her cunt was completely shaved making the slickness of the wet outer lips very evident to my exploring fingers. I put two fingers into her and began a gentle deep finger-fuck as I looked into her eyes. I exerted my complete domination by putting my other hand behind her head, winding my fingers in he longish red ponytail, drew her face forward and put my lips to hers. At first I just kissed her gently with rather loose, undemanding lips against her tense closed ones but I then began gently to increase the intimacy of the caress. I brushed my tongue along her lips and pressed rather more demandingly. Her lips reluctantly parted and I slipped the tip of my tongue between them into her warm mouth. She was trembling and shaking on my fingers as I played with her wet cunt and looked into my eyes with an unreadable expression. I began to kiss her more deeply, taking complete possession of her mouth and exploring, slowly and luxuriously, her palate and gums. Her tongue, in spite of herself, writhed excitedly against mine and I could both feel and hear her breathing quickening. I increased the depth and rate of the finger-fuck, taking care to brush her clit with each stroke. I saw beads of perspiration on her forehead and a tear at the corner of her eye. Her breathing became very suddenly much more rapid and shallow in my mouth and she gave a deep gasp and a little squeal into my mouth as, shuddering and trembling in my arms, she came on my fingers. I drew her closer and let her bury her hot embarrassed face in my chest as I held her with my fingers twisted in her pony-tail as she recovered. Her excited ragged breathing gradually slowed as she fought to bring herself under control. I moved the fingers of my other hand gently and slowly in and out of her wet cunt as she stood leaning against me compliantly on shaking spread legs. As I finger- fucked the shaking redhead I glanced out of the window of the bus. Although I had been concentrating on playing with my unwilling partner I had been conscious of the doors of the bus opening and closing and passengers boarding and alighting close by us as the bus stops passed. I now saw that we were near the University and I knew the stop at which Danielle usually alighted. Today things were going to be a little different for her! I saw the bus approaching the stop at which I intended to alight and I withdrew my fingers from Danielle’s cunt and put the flat of my hand on her bare midriff and drew it across her warm bare flesh. I could feel the moisture from her cunt on my fingers quickly drying but leaving smears on her soft flesh. I slipped a finger through her navel-ring and made a fist possessively against the soft flesh of her young belly with my forefinger locked in her ring. There was now no way that she could escape so I let go of her hair. We reached the first university stop, the stop before the one at which she usually alighted. The doors opened and I smiled into her startled eyes as I casually stepped off the bus on to the pavement, drawing her after me by the ring in her navel on which I now had an unbreakable grip. The other passengers parted and let us off the bus with no problem. It appeared that my easy control of the girl and my casual assumption of ownership through my control of her ring must have given them the impression that we were together somehow. Pulling her casually by her navel-ring, I dragged her along behind me for a short distance along the pavement and then through a narrow alley between two buildings. I knew that it wasn’t painful casino oyna for Danielle having her ring tugged as I led her, but I also knew that it was the sort of thing where she had to go where she was tugged. It was like one of those judo holds that don’t really hurt and which don’t look impressive, but which somehow, you can’t do anything about and which completely subdue you. I pulled her along after me quickly enough that she was tottering uncomfortably along on her heels and having to struggle to keep her balance. The breeze kept flicking her skirt up and giving brief flashes of her bare ass and cunt to anyone who was around. A combination of trying to keep up to minimize the tension on her navel, trying to keep her balance on the uneven ground on her heels and trying to preserve her modesty by holding her skirt down kept her sufficiently occupied that I knew that she would not cause me difficulty. I knew where we were going as I had set it up the day before. After a short while we came to an underpass. I contemplated stopping for a moment in the semi-darkness of the short tunnel to play with my pretty companion but we were nearly at our destination so I just carried on. We came to what looked like a service door and I had ensured that it would be unlocked. I pulled it open and drew Danielle after me into the gloom of the building, along a short corridor and into a small room, the door of which I locked, pocketing the key. I slipped my finger from her navel-ring and releasing her, stepped away from the trembling redhead. She stood looking at me and biting her lower lip. In spite of all she had been through in the last hour or so she still looked neat and tidy, only we both knew that her panties were now in my pocket. I leaned against the door and smiled at Danielle. She looked nervously around the room. It was a small room with no windows; clearly it was a storeroom. The only furniture was a large chair and a mattress lying along one wall. A fairly dim subdued light from a skylight lighted the room. There was no internal light in the room itself. I looked at Danielle and as she looked uncertainly back at me I closed the space between us with two quick strides and, before she could react I wound the fingers of my left hand in her ponytail, holding her tightly and gaining immediate and complete control of her. I kissed her deeply taking immediate and complete possession of her soft mouth, which I slowly began to explore with my tongue and lips. I slid my right hand across the smooth warm flesh of her belly, brushing her navel-ring as I passed and took possession of her left breast with I squeezed hard until she gasped with pain into my mouth. I intended to let her know exactly what the situation was so that I should have no more trouble with her. I moved her back so that her back was against the wall and when I was sure that she could not wriggle free and that I had complete control I let go of her hair and, still squeezing her right breast, slipped my left hand behind her up her short skirt and insinuated my fingers between the cleft of the protruding buttocks of her trim ass, brushing the dimpled rose of her ass-hole before moving forward against the resistance of her thighs towards her cunt. I took my lips from hers and looked into her frightened eyes. “Spread your legs,” I said quietly but firmly. She looked back, wide-eyed at me but did not move. I squeezed slightly harder with my right hand and hurt her breast a little more. She gasped and stood bowlegged while I felt her cunt under her short skirt. She was flushed and panting as I pressed her back against the wall. I slightly released my grip on her breast until I just had her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I began to squeeze and roll it as, ignoring her gasp, first of discomfort and then of pain, I began to kiss her again. I took my time with my pretty victim, kissing her thoroughly as I felt her wet cunt from behind and tortured her stiff nipple. At any time she could have begun to fight back, to struggle or even to try to knee me in the groin but her resistance appeared to have been broken. I took a firm hold on her stiff nipple and sat down on the chair. The pressure I was putting on her nipple caused her to bend forward. I continued pulling her down by the nipple until I had her reluctant trembling form spread on my lap at my complete disposal. Danielle laid limply and submissively across my lap her resistance for the moment appearing to be broken. She lay as I had put her, still being controlled by the pressure I was exerting on her nipple waiting in tense anticipation, head inverted, her read pony-tail spread on the bare floor of the utility room. Her dangling breasts were pressed against my left leg as I held her by the nipple and admired the sweet contour of her lush curves. The rounded contours of her trim skirt-covered bottom lay over my lap rather more to the right than to the left and she must have been aware of my stiff prick against her virtually bare cunt. Her long slim athletic legs, sheathed in dark stockings, were slightly parted and the toes of her high-heeled shoes sc****d on the bare floor. I had plenty of time and I took my time, knowing that waiting to see what would happen would build up Danielle’s anxiety. I carefully arranged her on my lap exactly as I wanted her. I released her nipple now that she was completely under my control and reached down to feel her breasts arranging her so that I could enjoy the feeling of the soft springy flesh of her breasts pressing against the firm muscle of my calf as she dangled helplessly head-down over my lap. I did not remove her shoes. I flicked up her short red skirt and spent a moment contemplating the enticing sight her naked bottom presented across my lap, so temptingly displayed for my enjoyment. I put my hand gently on the right globe of her buttock and noted with amusement her instant instinctive reaction. The muscles of her buttocks clenched tightly and I could see the waves of contraction passing through the firm flesh under my caressing hand. I made no further move other than a gentle caress and when Danielle seemed to think that I was content to only feel her bottom tension left her body and I saw and felt the muscles of her trim young ass relax and become quiescent under my hand. Now that she was relaxed, even if anxious, I began to feel her bottom at my leisure. I passed my hands over the perfect globes of her young ass squeezing and kneading the soft yet firm flesh. The muscles of her bottom clenched and unclenched under the demanding attention of my exploring hand. I slid my right hand down the inside of her nylon-covered thigh to her knee and pressed slightly outwards. She understood immediately and compliantly parted her legs. I continued to caress and mould her ass flesh with my left hand and slid my right hand between her newly parted legs on to her bare cunt, which I began to feel. Already moist, she rapidly became wet under my ministrations and I thoroughly coated my fingers in her female juices. With my left hand I widely parted the twin globes of her perfect ass baring the puckered little brown rose of her ass-hole. She sighed deeply, which became a gasp as I trailed my wet finger across her orifice. She had already felt my finger in her ass on the bus so it was no real surprise to her as I gently but deliberately slid my finger past the outer ring of muscle, straight up her clinging bottom. I relaxed for a moment, enjoying the feel of the internal muscles of her ass as they clutched and pulled reflexively against my finger. She shuddered deeply again which had the delightful effect of pressing the full globes of her hanging breasts more firmly against the muscle of my calf. I began to slowly finger-fuck her delicious bottom and she was unable to remain still under the attention, wriggling on my lap in spite of herself and agitating my stiff prick deliciously. I slid a second finger into her ass and she gasped with a mixture of surprise and pain. I began to fuck the tight orifice with two fingers deliberately stretching and loosening it for what I had in mind for later. Danielle continued to wriggle on my lap as she was being played with and I pushed my two invading fingers as far up her bottom as I could and held her impaled while I reached down with my free hand, slid it between the soft flesh of her breasts and the hard muscle of my calf and began to feel her, moulding and squeezing the soft springy flesh of her young breast through the thin material of her blouse and bra. As I felt her, I continued to deeply finger her ass and she groaned softly. Tiring of this sport, I released her breast, slipped my fingers out of her tight hole and gave her bottom a sharp slap, which echoed, in the small room. She gasped loudly as I slid her off my lap to the floor by my feet. She looked up at me in startled surprise. I looked down at the rather dishevelled redhead as she lay at my feet. She was lying half on her side and the material of her blouse was drawn very tightly across her breasts, accentuating her bra and defining the sharp cones of her hard nipples. Her right leg was stretched out straight and her left bent at the knee. This had the effect of causing her short red skirt to ride very high on her thighs, only just covering her cunt. Her ponytail hung down the front of her chest lying on her right breast and her fringe was plastered to her forehead by the perspiration generated by the experience she had just undergone. I motioned for her to stand but she just lay and looked dumbly up at me. I sighed and reaching forward wound the fingers of my left hand in her ponytail and grasped her by the left breast with my right hand. I slowly rose to my feet pulling her up with me. She scrambled up a little inelegantly trying to relieve the tension on her hair and her breast until she was standing, panting deeply, facing me balanced rather precariously on her high heels. Keeping my fingers wound in her hair I released her breast and slipped my right hand back up her skirt straight between her thighs on to her shaved cunt. I slipped my forefinger up her channel and to the accompaniment of a startled gasp, spread my fingers and cupped her cunt. I gave her a simple order as I continued to feel her cunt. “Strip,” I commanded. She shook her head rapidly from side to side. I pressed two fingers of my right hand deeply into her wet cunt and rubbed my thumb over the rose of her ass-hole. I released her ponytail and took hold of her right nipple in the thumb and forefinger of my left hand. She gasped as I twisted her nipple viciously. “Don’t make me have to repeat myself,” I said canlı casino siteleri quietly, giving her nipple another twist. A tear came to her eyes but her hands went to her blouse and she loosened the tie, unbuttoned it and left it hanging loose around her shoulders. “Wait,” I ordered and sat down in the chair with my right hand still gripping her cunt tightly. I laid my arm along the arm of the chair so that my forefingers were extended at the level of her cunt. I withdrew my finger and immediately slipped two fingers up her wet slit, pulling her towards me by the cunt. I began to finger-fuck her. “Fuck yourself on my fingers and look into my eyes as you strip,” I said quietly and the humiliated frightened girl began to move her hips backwards and forwards unwillingly pleasuring herself on my fingers. I looked with pleasure thin blouse hanging from her shoulders and at her half-cup lacy white bra. As she fucked herself on my fingers I lay back and watched her slip the thin blouse down her arms and drop it beside her on the floor. I continued looking into her eyes as her hands went behind her to the catch of her bra. This simple motion made her breasts stand out beautifully and accentuated their perfect line and shape. She unfastened the clip before sliding the bra down her arms and dropping it on to the floor on top of her blouse. She stood helplessly looking down at me her hips moving rhythmically on my fingers and her bare breasts heaving. “The skirt,” I said quietly. She sobbed, loosened the catch on her skirt and it fell around her feet. She kicked it away toward the small pile of her other clothes. She was an extremely erotic sight in a garter-belt and dark sheer stockings which showed off her perfect legs. The relatively high heels she was wearing served to define her calves and to cause her trim bottom to protrude. I enjoyed the sight for a moment longer then took my fingers from her cunt and looked up at her. Her hips stopped their reluctant movement and she looked down at me uncertainly. I slipped my shoes off. “Undress me,” I said simply. She just stood and looked down at me. “If I have to tell you again you will be really sorry,” I continued, putting a little quiet menace into my tone. The unhappy girl pulled off my sweater and then unbuckled my belt. She unfastened my zip, taking care I noticed not to touch my prick, and slid my trousers down. I lifted my bottom so that she could lip my trousers off and nodded at my socks – one after the other, she removed them. I was now naked. “Stand between my thighs,” I ordered and it was a measure of my control that she moved to do my bidding, resting her hands by her sides without any delay. She looked forlornly down into my face and I smiled up at her. “Now start wanking me,” I ordered. She clasped my shaft in her soft hand and began to toss me off. I put my hand between her slender thighs and began to feel her moist bare cunt. She gasped. “Spread your legs,” I said and she automatically complied. She was standing slightly bow-legged with her thighs spread giving me complete access to her naked cunt while she slowly and deliciously tossed me off. I thoroughly felt her cunt while looking into her eyes and, despite herself, she began to become even more moist in my hand. I rapidly grew hard under her expert little hand. “Danielle,” I said quietly, ” I am going to have some fun with you this morning. You can do it one of two ways. You can either resist me all the way in which case I will have to hurt you. I may hurt you anyway. I sometimes do that because I enjoy it,” she looked afraid, “or you can relax and try to co-operate. Whether you enjoy it is up to you.” She looked into my eyes and submitted to having her cunt explored as she wanked me. Against her will she became wetter and wetter in my hand. I began to finger-fuck her with two fingers and she began to gasp in time to my strokes and her hips began to writhe as she tried to balance on the high heels. As I finger-fucked her I slipped my other hand behind her and began to feel her bottom, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh of her buttocks rather harder than was comfortable for her. I was enjoying hurting her and making her squirm. “Have you ever sucked a man off?” I asked. She was silent. I gave her buttock a sharp pinch, pushing my fingers hard up her wet cunt and feeling the lip of her cervix with my fingertips. “Well?” She reddened and looked uncomfortable. “Well?” I repeated. “I sometimes suck my fiancé‚ off,” she whispered almost inaudibly. “Get down on your knees between my thighs and take my prick into your mouth,” I said. She did not move so I took my hand from her cunt and reached up to her swinging breast. I began to twist her nipple sharply exerting a downward pressure until I had forced her to her knees. “Kiss my prick,” I ordered, “then move your lips to the tip and take the tip in your mouth”. She looked briefly into my eyes and then lowered her gaze to my prick, moved forward and kissed it with her soft red lips about three inches from the tip. She moved her mouth slowly up the shaft of my rod to the tip and reluctantly opened her lips. I moved my hips slightly forward and the tip of my big stiff prick entered the moist warmth of her mouth. I pushed it in about an inch and let it rest there. She automatically closed her lips round the shaft and I looked down with pleasure at the cute redhead on her knees before me with my big stiff prick in her mouth. “Now, take my prick in your hand and wank me off into your mouth,” I said, “on each stroke give a gentle suck”. She automatically began to follow my instructions and before long I was being given a very competent blowjob. “That’s lovely, Danielle,” I commented, “You are really very good at this. Every so often stop sucking and run your tongue around the ridge under the head of my prick”. I began to feel delicious waves of sensation from my prick passing down my legs and up my back. I knew that this would not last long as the warmth from my balls grew stronger. I wound my fingers in her soft red ponytail so that she could not remove her mouth and began to move my hips, fucking her mouth. “Suck me harder,” I said and she obeyed automatically. I could feel the sperm being sucked out of my balls and I pulled her mouth further on to my prick pushing it about four inches in as I came in her mouth and blasted a load of hot cum against the back of her throat. She began to gag but I held her mouth on my prick relentlessly until she had been compelled to swallow it all. A thin white trickle ran down from the corner of her red lips on to her chin. She looked up at as she knelt before me with my softening prick in her mouth. I pulled her head off my prick by her ponytail and she wiped the cum from her lips with the back of her hand. Without saying a word I rose to my feet and pulled her up by the hair. She stood wobbling on her high heels. I grinned at her, hooked my finger in her navel ring and walked to the mattress drawing her after me like a dog on a lead. I lay down on the mattress and pulled her down by the ring so that she was lying beside me. I took her hand and moved it to my prick and she automatically grasped the shaft. I slipped an arm round her and drew her to me and began to kiss her, tasting my cum on her lips. I put my arm round her under her armpit and began to fondle her full breast, teasing the nipple occasionally between thumb and forefinger. Already hard, the sensitive bud stiffened further. I was interested that, without my having to tell her, Danielle’s soft hand had begun to stroke and jerk my prick, and I was rapidly becoming hard again under her ministrations. I took my lips from hers and looked into Danielle’s eyes. “Kneel with your bottom in the air, your arms flat on the bed and your cheek resting on your arms and part your thighs,” I told her. She did not move so I gave her nipple a sharp twist. She was beginning to learn her lesson and she rapidly scrambled on to her knees and rested her cheek on her arms as they lay flat on the bed. She looked sidelong at me. In this position her trim bottom was stuck up in the air and with her legs parted I could see the wet groove of her hairless cunt. I got to my knees and knelt behind the trembling Danielle. I began to feel the flesh of her buttocks with both hands before slipping my left hand between her parted thighs on to her hairless wet cunt which I felt thoroughly before slipping two fingers hard up her and beginning to finger-fuck her again. I moistened my right forefinger in the juice from her wet cunt and pressed it gently against the puckered entrance to her ass. She gasped as she felt what I was doing but did not dare move. Gently pushed my finger forward until the ring of protecting muscle suddenly gave way and my finger slipped easily and deeply into her bottom. She gasped again loudly as she was doubly penetrated. I began to finger-fuck both holes fairly vigorously and her body shook and trembled under the force of my attentions. Her breathing began to quicken and become shallower and I felt both holes becoming wetter on my fingers. She began to gasp in time with my thrusts. I was now timing the strokes of both hands so that her cunt and ass were being deeply finger-fucked at the same time. Her gasps became wordless moans and then sharp little high-pitched squeals. I felt her body suddenly become rigid as she emitted a louder sighing gasp and came on my fingers. She gave a deep sigh and relaxed as her breathing began to calm down. I could feel her slender body shaking from the effects of the orgasm and, to give her time to recover I slipped my fingers from her body and held her by the hips. With a deep shuddering gasp she got her breathing under control. I could smell her perspiration, in fact the whole room was redolent of sex and sweat. After several minutes she had managed to regain her composure. I slipped my finger up her bottom again, enjoying the feeling as she wriggled and clenched the muscles of her ass against the invasion. To amuse myself, I suddenly slapped her springy buttock fairly hard. The noise of the slap resounded through the small room accompanied by her gasp of shock and pain. I began to spank the cute trim bottom so temptingly laid out before me. I was not bothered about being gentle and the cheeks of Danielle’s ass soon became a fiery red under my hand. She began to sob in time with each stroke. I varied the position of each stroke until the cheeks of her ass and her upper thighs were a uniform fiery red. I moved closer behind the sobbing, shaking red-head and with one smooth movement pushed my stiff prick between the wet lips of her gaping cunt until I was sheathed in her hot clinging channel to the balls. She gave a horrified gasp and tried to look round at me. I leaned forward on her back until my lips were at her ear. “You are going to love this,” I whispered as I began to slowly fuck her

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Genel içinde yayınlandı

Bir cevap yazın

E-posta hesabınız yayımlanmayacak. Gerekli alanlar * ile işaretlenmişlerdir