At the Ranch

After dinner we went into the family room in front of the fireplace. Heather’s skin seems to glow from within as she laid sprawled across the pillows covering the floor in front of the fireplace. The flames flickering across her curves, highlighting the roundness of her breasts and darkening the shadow between them. Her hands are entwined in the hair covering the head between her legs. Her back arches off of the pillows, pushing her hips tight against my tongue tormenting her aching clit.

” No, no, no,” I said, rising up over her and pinning her wrists to the floor. ” I told you not to touch me.” She pouts, her lower lip lush and full. Her hips rise off of the floor as my hardening cock slids against her slit. She gasps as the head glances over her clit. I tease her, my shaft gliding across her sensitive flesh. I lean down, my lips opening against hers. My tongue sliding into the silky softness of her mouth and tangling with hers. She moans into me, begging for more.

She tenses against my hands, trying to reach for me. My knee slids between her legs, holding her helpless on the floor. She grinds her cleft against my knee, aching for relief from the throbbing between her legs. ” Tsk tsk. I said no,” I growl. I reach over her head, drawing a pair of handcuffs from around the leg of the sofa. She watchs me as I draw each arm up, locking the cuffs around her wrists. She tries to pull her arms down and fails. I strategically placed one cuff on each side of the sofa leg. I stood up and walk into the kitchen. I return with a few yards of rope between my fingers. I swing it idly, dragging the frayed end over her breasts, teasing her nipples. I kneel beside her, tweaking the hard nubs between my fingers. I slid the rope behind each of her knees, tying her legs to her restrained arms. She is spread wide before me, at my mercy.

I lean over her, dragging my hard thick cock across her cheek. She turns her head and takes me deep into her throat, her tongue licking its way up and down the length of my cock. She swirls the tip of her tongue against the underneath of my head and feels a flare of satisfaction when I thrust deeper into her mouth, groaning her name. ” Oh God, Heather..Oh Heather.” My hands tangled in her hair, pulling her lips up and around my shaft, choking her with my cock. She moans, sending vibrations thrumming through my shaft.

Her tongue slids teasingly against me and I pull back, dragging my wet cock across her face. I move between her legs and she blushs, sure that I could see all of her. She closes her eyes, bathing in the warmth from the fire. Her eyes fly open to meet mine when my open hand lightly slaps against the damp skin of her open pussy lips. She whimpers as I do it again, my hand stinging her sensitive skin. ” It feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” I ask her. She nods timidly. ” Talk,” I growl, ” Tell me how good it feels when I slap your slutty little cunt.” ” It feels very good, John. It makes my pussy dripping wet,” she whispers.

” You know what happens to wet little pussies, don’t you?” I ask as my fingers dip inside her tight heat. She arches her hips as my fingers dive deeper, filling her. Two, then three, stretching her open for my thick cock. ” Tell me, Heather,” I said, pulling my fingers from her and slapping her open cunt again. ” They get fucked,” she said. ” How do they get fucked, my pet?” I ask. She swallows, watching the intensity of my face in the firelight. ” Hard,” she whispers. I smile down at her, the flickering flames reflecting in my dark eyes. I lean down, sucking the side of her neck. She moans, turning her head to allow me better access. She shivers, trembling beneath the onslaught of my mouth.

She feels the tip of my cock slide between her wet lips a second before I slam into her. She cries out ” Oh God..AAAAAHHHH,” gasping as her pussy stretches around the invasion of my cock. I give her no time to adjust. I slam in and out of her, driving her ass into the pillows beneath them. I brace myself over her, driving deeper with every thrust. She feels my balls slapping her ass as I pummel her cunt. ” Oh God,” she gasps.
” What, Heather?” I growl, my hips slapping against hers. I slam into her harder, holding my cock deep in her cunt. She feels me throbbing deep within her. She tightens around me and I glare at her. ” Don’t try to make me cum. I’ll fuck you until I’ve had enough,” I told her. ” Your pussy is mine.” She tightens around me again, testing my words.

My eyes never leave hers as I withdraw from the hot, slick dampness of her cunt.