Post by dana73 on Aug 9, 2006 0:13:52 GMT -8
OK. The first part is here: martingore.proboards107.com/index.cgi?board=dirtystickfl&action=display&thread=1152314603&page=9
And now for the ending:
Part 2:
“Not all that is large can be useful, ma’m. I think the skills and experience count more than the size of said tools” Dave clears his throat loudly. I sit down next to him on the floor, my back to the wall so I can see his face.
Silence.
“Are you going to do anything with it or not?” I ask impatiently.
“I’m about to” he replies and places his hand on my knee and begins to move it higher. It’s very hot in the room but it feels like Dave’s hand could actually burn my skin. When it reaches the edge of my shorts his fingers slip under the clothing and continue their journey further.
“You’re dripping” I hear him say as if through a thick fog.
“Huh?”
Dave grabs my hand that still holds the not so frozen treat. It is actually dripping sweet fluid down my hand marking its way in red streaks towards the floor. He licks it off slowly and I drop the rest of the popsicle on the floor. Finally, instead of one last lick he just puts my finger in is mouth to finish the job. A moan escapes my mouth and Dave chuckles.
“I think you’re ready.” He says standing up. He extends his hand to help me get up from the floor. But then, instead of an expected kiss, he spins me around and pushes towards the wall, my hands in his.
“Time for you to be a good girl and start obeying my orders” I hear him whisper in my ear. Dave kisses my neck while his other hand reaches for my shorts and he releases his grip on my hands.
“Take your clothes off, but don’t turn around” and I begin to pull my shirt off. I hear his tool belt fall making lots of noise and I jump. Then he helps me by unbuttoning my shorts and before I know all my cloths lie on the floor. His fingers travel up on my body and reach for my breasts. I can feel his hot breath on my ear as he caresses me with his hands. But Dave is delicate like that only for a short time and then he pulls me abruptly towards his body. It becomes very obvious how aroused he is and I wish I could turn around and free the impatient beast in his shorts. But the only thing I can do is shudder and dig my fingernails into the wall helplessly.
“Who is your Master?” I hear him whisper in my ear. But not a word escapes my mouth. “Who is your Master?” he says louder and I feel his hand sliding down reaching between my thighs. “You’re the Master” I whisper afraid my voice will not handle my excitement. I moan but he chuckles again and withdraws his hand. I’m not sure what is about to happen, but then suddenly he reaches out for my hand and grabs it; before I know I have handcuffs on my wrists and am turned around. Dave moves towards me still holding the cuffs in his hands and I move away from him till I bump into the bed behind me. What a surprise. Since he does not stop moving closer I am forced to sit down and I do so just to have my hands tied to the bed on both sides of my head. It does not make me too comfortable; on the contrary, I have some extra butterflies in my stomach. Never before have I been so helpless in a situation like that. I think he must have sensed that because I hear him say “Relax…” Easy to say, right?
“I’m confused” I breathe it out eventually. “Shhhhhh…” he says as he plants a delicate kiss on my lips which amazingly calms me down. We keep on kissing for a moment but then he moves on going down my throat.
“You’re in for a good fucking, that’s all” he laughs and I can only whimper when he takes care of my breast licking the nipples and stroking my sensitive skin. Oh, how I wish I could put my arms around him and reciprocate in any way. Alas, it seems like he is having it his way today.
He takes his sweet time caressing my body. But when I am about to yell out to him to get down to business I feel his hand going down and down till it parts my thighs. It feels like a jolt of electricity when he touches me there and starts rubbing gently.
“Say it loud”. That would sound really funny if he did not work me up already, so I just utter the words he wants to hear. “Fuck me, Master”. “Louder”. “FUCK ME, MASTER!” With my hands cuffed to the headboard he feels free to do what he wants and not be bothered that I might smack him on his handsome face for being so cruel. “I grant your wish” he says as he moves in between my legs and lifts them high up resting on his shoulders. Oh, could it get any better? He reaches for his rock-hard penis and runs up and down my pussy lubricating it while I whimper from anticipation. “Please…” He pushes it all the way in me and I groan loudly realizing I will not be able to handle this for too long. Within less than a minute of Dave’s thrusting I start crying uncontrollably. “I hope for as much fun as you’re having next” I hear him say right before he shoots his load.
And now for the ending:
Part 2:
“Not all that is large can be useful, ma’m. I think the skills and experience count more than the size of said tools” Dave clears his throat loudly. I sit down next to him on the floor, my back to the wall so I can see his face.
Silence.
“Are you going to do anything with it or not?” I ask impatiently.
“I’m about to” he replies and places his hand on my knee and begins to move it higher. It’s very hot in the room but it feels like Dave’s hand could actually burn my skin. When it reaches the edge of my shorts his fingers slip under the clothing and continue their journey further.
“You’re dripping” I hear him say as if through a thick fog.
“Huh?”
Dave grabs my hand that still holds the not so frozen treat. It is actually dripping sweet fluid down my hand marking its way in red streaks towards the floor. He licks it off slowly and I drop the rest of the popsicle on the floor. Finally, instead of one last lick he just puts my finger in is mouth to finish the job. A moan escapes my mouth and Dave chuckles.
“I think you’re ready.” He says standing up. He extends his hand to help me get up from the floor. But then, instead of an expected kiss, he spins me around and pushes towards the wall, my hands in his.
“Time for you to be a good girl and start obeying my orders” I hear him whisper in my ear. Dave kisses my neck while his other hand reaches for my shorts and he releases his grip on my hands.
“Take your clothes off, but don’t turn around” and I begin to pull my shirt off. I hear his tool belt fall making lots of noise and I jump. Then he helps me by unbuttoning my shorts and before I know all my cloths lie on the floor. His fingers travel up on my body and reach for my breasts. I can feel his hot breath on my ear as he caresses me with his hands. But Dave is delicate like that only for a short time and then he pulls me abruptly towards his body. It becomes very obvious how aroused he is and I wish I could turn around and free the impatient beast in his shorts. But the only thing I can do is shudder and dig my fingernails into the wall helplessly.
“Who is your Master?” I hear him whisper in my ear. But not a word escapes my mouth. “Who is your Master?” he says louder and I feel his hand sliding down reaching between my thighs. “You’re the Master” I whisper afraid my voice will not handle my excitement. I moan but he chuckles again and withdraws his hand. I’m not sure what is about to happen, but then suddenly he reaches out for my hand and grabs it; before I know I have handcuffs on my wrists and am turned around. Dave moves towards me still holding the cuffs in his hands and I move away from him till I bump into the bed behind me. What a surprise. Since he does not stop moving closer I am forced to sit down and I do so just to have my hands tied to the bed on both sides of my head. It does not make me too comfortable; on the contrary, I have some extra butterflies in my stomach. Never before have I been so helpless in a situation like that. I think he must have sensed that because I hear him say “Relax…” Easy to say, right?
“I’m confused” I breathe it out eventually. “Shhhhhh…” he says as he plants a delicate kiss on my lips which amazingly calms me down. We keep on kissing for a moment but then he moves on going down my throat.
“You’re in for a good fucking, that’s all” he laughs and I can only whimper when he takes care of my breast licking the nipples and stroking my sensitive skin. Oh, how I wish I could put my arms around him and reciprocate in any way. Alas, it seems like he is having it his way today.
He takes his sweet time caressing my body. But when I am about to yell out to him to get down to business I feel his hand going down and down till it parts my thighs. It feels like a jolt of electricity when he touches me there and starts rubbing gently.
“Say it loud”. That would sound really funny if he did not work me up already, so I just utter the words he wants to hear. “Fuck me, Master”. “Louder”. “FUCK ME, MASTER!” With my hands cuffed to the headboard he feels free to do what he wants and not be bothered that I might smack him on his handsome face for being so cruel. “I grant your wish” he says as he moves in between my legs and lifts them high up resting on his shoulders. Oh, could it get any better? He reaches for his rock-hard penis and runs up and down my pussy lubricating it while I whimper from anticipation. “Please…” He pushes it all the way in me and I groan loudly realizing I will not be able to handle this for too long. Within less than a minute of Dave’s thrusting I start crying uncontrollably. “I hope for as much fun as you’re having next” I hear him say right before he shoots his load.