xiahou_dun
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Trying to flex some creative muscle, if there is enough interest I'll finish up part two. Enjoy
She stood in the kitchen leaning over the counter as a headache wracked her brain. "The Tylenol is in the cabinet right above your head babe." I hate when she's in pain and doesn't try to fix it. She doesn't go for it right away but then she does. Something about how she's putting up with so much for both of our sakes that makes me want her more. She's such a strong woman and so caring at the same time. It's an odd group of characteristics but it's lovely. It's been a rough year for her. She got let go of her job and hasn't had much luck in finding a new job. We dated for a bit before she moved in and things got serious pretty quick. I don't mind taking care of her although it does get tough at times. She has nice ways of showing her gratitude. As she stood there I admired her 5'9 frame draped in tight yoga pants hugging her sexy curves nicely. She wasn't anorexic and that's what I liked about her. Big in all the right places. Long wavy brunette hair in a tight bun, it looked better when she wore it down. She wore a form fitting top and sports bra over her bigger than average sized knockers. I'm not a boob or ass guy but her ass is amazing, and those boobs are incredibly fun to play with. They do give her back problems however she constantly wishes they were smaller despite all my positive feedback. She's never once complained while I pleasured them during a night of hot passion. She was however curious as to why I always massaged and on rare occasions tickled her foot. During foreplay I would stimulate her clit to orgasm while lightly teasing her nipples and kissing her neck. She loved it, always drove her over the edge. For me she would drenched my manhood in lube and give me a mind blowing massage that always brought me so close to cumming it took a lot of will power to keep control. Then she would climb on top and ride hard to another glorious orgasm that wracked her entire body. A lot of the times when she was still coming down from the high I would reach over and grab her foot and set it on my thigh. She was too consumed in her afterglow she never thought about it or said anything until I started lightly running my fingers from her gloriously soft often pedicured toes, to her sexy high arches and finally down to her heel. She'd would be snickering hard and fall forward on me and try to take as much as she could. She knew it made me horny as heck, she told me more than a few times she could feel me get bigger inside her like I was about to blow everytime I did this to her. I would needle my fingers in between her toes and wiggle as much as she could stand, which was never very much once I got to that point. She was guffawing and trashing her legs around so much I would lose the position and she wouldn't give it back. Those orgasms were always the best, she would ride me just the way she knew I liked it and always knew when I was about to blow. As we both lay in pure bliss she mentioned that she wanted to try something different next time. I never knew until she shot me a txt at work one day saying she wanted to try it tonight.
Thinking about it all made me hard. I was excited and somewhat nervous at what she had in mind. Her golden brown skin was shiny and glistening with sweat from her intense yoga session. I was trying to finish working on my project for work before the weekend. It's hard to focus when that sexy goddess was barefoot exercising her buxom body. All I could think of was what she had in mind, and I secretly hoped it had something to do with those sexy soles. "I'm gonna take a shower." Breaking me out of my lustful stare. "And then I'm gonna show you what I wanted to try. K babe?" Quickly she bounced off into the shower before I could get a word in edgewise. I did the best I could to finish what I could on my "homework" and after a solid hour she comes out and the sweet floral smells flood into the house. She winked at me, turned around, let her bathrobe fall to the floor, and very seductivly walked into the room. That was incredibly sexy... I wonder how long she was planning that. I get up an follow her scent into the room to see that she had candles lit everywhere and it smelled heavenly. She replaced our mattress covers with silk, where she lay naked half covered in Rose petals. Staring at me I don't know she has planned until I see her reach up and secure her wrist to a strap that definitely was not there last night. She looks and me and beckons me with a finger. "Would you be a dear and help me honey?" This is interesting, I wonder where she is going with this. I get over and hook up her other wrist. "You don't hide your browser history very well." She says as my blood runs cold. "I wandered around on the tickling media forum and found some very interesting things. Don't worry I'm not angry or anything. You've done so much for me I wanted to repay you. I know you like tickling me. So I'm gonna let you tie me up and have your way with me. Just try to take it easy on me, I'm kind of ticklish." Well that's all the motivation I needed. I found two similar straps and quickly bound her ankles. She was spread eagle staring at me with those big deep brown eyes, a slightly curved smile, and anticipation. I ran my finger from the arch of her foot, slowing along her calf, across her inner thigh, drew a quick circle around her hip, lightly pushed on a few ribs, and lingered in her armpit for a bit. "Well how does that feel baby?" She had a tight lipped smile on her face. And all she did was nod. Oh so she wanted to see how long she could take it eh?
"Oh we're gonna have some fun babe."
She stood in the kitchen leaning over the counter as a headache wracked her brain. "The Tylenol is in the cabinet right above your head babe." I hate when she's in pain and doesn't try to fix it. She doesn't go for it right away but then she does. Something about how she's putting up with so much for both of our sakes that makes me want her more. She's such a strong woman and so caring at the same time. It's an odd group of characteristics but it's lovely. It's been a rough year for her. She got let go of her job and hasn't had much luck in finding a new job. We dated for a bit before she moved in and things got serious pretty quick. I don't mind taking care of her although it does get tough at times. She has nice ways of showing her gratitude. As she stood there I admired her 5'9 frame draped in tight yoga pants hugging her sexy curves nicely. She wasn't anorexic and that's what I liked about her. Big in all the right places. Long wavy brunette hair in a tight bun, it looked better when she wore it down. She wore a form fitting top and sports bra over her bigger than average sized knockers. I'm not a boob or ass guy but her ass is amazing, and those boobs are incredibly fun to play with. They do give her back problems however she constantly wishes they were smaller despite all my positive feedback. She's never once complained while I pleasured them during a night of hot passion. She was however curious as to why I always massaged and on rare occasions tickled her foot. During foreplay I would stimulate her clit to orgasm while lightly teasing her nipples and kissing her neck. She loved it, always drove her over the edge. For me she would drenched my manhood in lube and give me a mind blowing massage that always brought me so close to cumming it took a lot of will power to keep control. Then she would climb on top and ride hard to another glorious orgasm that wracked her entire body. A lot of the times when she was still coming down from the high I would reach over and grab her foot and set it on my thigh. She was too consumed in her afterglow she never thought about it or said anything until I started lightly running my fingers from her gloriously soft often pedicured toes, to her sexy high arches and finally down to her heel. She'd would be snickering hard and fall forward on me and try to take as much as she could. She knew it made me horny as heck, she told me more than a few times she could feel me get bigger inside her like I was about to blow everytime I did this to her. I would needle my fingers in between her toes and wiggle as much as she could stand, which was never very much once I got to that point. She was guffawing and trashing her legs around so much I would lose the position and she wouldn't give it back. Those orgasms were always the best, she would ride me just the way she knew I liked it and always knew when I was about to blow. As we both lay in pure bliss she mentioned that she wanted to try something different next time. I never knew until she shot me a txt at work one day saying she wanted to try it tonight.
Thinking about it all made me hard. I was excited and somewhat nervous at what she had in mind. Her golden brown skin was shiny and glistening with sweat from her intense yoga session. I was trying to finish working on my project for work before the weekend. It's hard to focus when that sexy goddess was barefoot exercising her buxom body. All I could think of was what she had in mind, and I secretly hoped it had something to do with those sexy soles. "I'm gonna take a shower." Breaking me out of my lustful stare. "And then I'm gonna show you what I wanted to try. K babe?" Quickly she bounced off into the shower before I could get a word in edgewise. I did the best I could to finish what I could on my "homework" and after a solid hour she comes out and the sweet floral smells flood into the house. She winked at me, turned around, let her bathrobe fall to the floor, and very seductivly walked into the room. That was incredibly sexy... I wonder how long she was planning that. I get up an follow her scent into the room to see that she had candles lit everywhere and it smelled heavenly. She replaced our mattress covers with silk, where she lay naked half covered in Rose petals. Staring at me I don't know she has planned until I see her reach up and secure her wrist to a strap that definitely was not there last night. She looks and me and beckons me with a finger. "Would you be a dear and help me honey?" This is interesting, I wonder where she is going with this. I get over and hook up her other wrist. "You don't hide your browser history very well." She says as my blood runs cold. "I wandered around on the tickling media forum and found some very interesting things. Don't worry I'm not angry or anything. You've done so much for me I wanted to repay you. I know you like tickling me. So I'm gonna let you tie me up and have your way with me. Just try to take it easy on me, I'm kind of ticklish." Well that's all the motivation I needed. I found two similar straps and quickly bound her ankles. She was spread eagle staring at me with those big deep brown eyes, a slightly curved smile, and anticipation. I ran my finger from the arch of her foot, slowing along her calf, across her inner thigh, drew a quick circle around her hip, lightly pushed on a few ribs, and lingered in her armpit for a bit. "Well how does that feel baby?" She had a tight lipped smile on her face. And all she did was nod. Oh so she wanted to see how long she could take it eh?
"Oh we're gonna have some fun babe."
