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David rolled over and then rolled back. Becoming too hot, he threw off the quilt. His hand slid, unbidden, down and through the slit in the front of his boxers to find his hardened cock. He began idly rubbing it as he thought about his girlfriend. They had been going out for nearly half a year, and despite the early, madly passionate, stages of the relationship having faded he was still just as attracted to the beautiful brunette as he ever was. She had a cute, round, lightly freckled face with sparkling deep blue eyes and medium-brown hair that fell just beyond her shoulders. Being a man in the midst of fantasy however, David was concentrating on her body. She had a curvy figure, with slightly smallish breasts with perky nipples. Her stomach was slightly rounded, and her thicket of pubic hair slightly too dense. Her legs were fairly toned but her bottom was slightly large, which David found very attractive. Her skin was delightfully smooth and soft.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he did not hear the shower stop. When the door creaked open a few minutes later, he hastily withdrew his hand, his face flushing with guilt as Kate walked in, wearing a light pink towelled dressing gown, her face obscured by the small towel she was using to massage her hair dry. Kate looked over at David. He had black hair, which was currently tousled by his sleep but was not usually much more kempt than that anyway. He had light brown eyes, and an attractive face. It was slightly more feminine than masculine (as male faces go), with round curves that gave him more of a boyish heart-throb look than a jutting jawline and chiseled features. David was slightly thinner that he should have been, but it was only really obvious on his ribs, which gave his sides subtle ripples. His chest was slightly sculpted but not muscly. In his haste, he had left his erection showing through his boxers, a feature that caught Kate's eye. His legs were not as hairy as most men, but they were toned and had more obviously muscles than most parts of his body.
"Morning big boy," Kate said jokily, her eyes on his cock. "Are you expecting someone?"
"There's a woman who comes by sometimes and has her way with me," David joked.
"Oh really?" Kate said, conspicuously cocking her eyebrow. "What's she like?"
"Very pretty. Brown hair, blue eyes. Great body."
"She any good?" Kate asked, continuing to rub her hair as she walked round the bed.
"Amazing."
"Shame I don't have time to meet his wonderful woman who pleasures you, as I have to be going."
"Really?" David said, the disappointment clear in his tone.
"Yes, afraid so." Kate looked at him, and then reconsidered. "How about if I start now but finish later - give you a little sample of what will happen later?" She knelt on the bed beside David and bowed her head over his crotch. Her wet hair fell down from her head and tickled his abdomen. He pulled his head back out of habit as he felt her lips wrap around his swollen prick. He looked to the side as her tongue began tracing patterns around the head of his penis.
In the mirror by the side of the bed, David could see the reflection of the soles of her feet and above them a sphere of pink towelled dressing gown that covered her behind, thrust into the air as she leaned forward over him. David leaned his body slightly in that direction and pulled the gown up and onto her back, revealing her smooth unblemished buttocks to the mirror.
"What are you doing?" Kate asked, irritation at the edge of her voice.
"Just admiring the view," David said plainly. Kate returned to her ministrations but within a few seconds she felt David's hand on her thigh. She tried to ignore it but then she felt his fingers running through her pubic hair.
"Stop it," she told him, "You know I don't have time."
"Get back to licking," he told her sternly. With his free hand, he reached out and gently pushed Kate's head back towards his cock, which felt cold as the air in the room blew against the saliva now coating it. David expected Kate to snap at him for his attempt, but to his surprise she yielded to his touch, her head nestling into his palm as he pushed her onto his cock. She followed the movements of his hand as he began moving it back and forth, causing her mouth to bob up and down on his dick. Meanwhile, he eased two fingers of his other hand into her slit and felt for her clitoris.
Kate felt a strange feeling akin to satisfaction as she let David take over, following the directions of his hand while he began to pleasure her. His fingers slid easily over her clitoris, much more easily than she would expect. Could she really be that wet already? She knew she should really stop him and continue getting ready to leave, but she did not stop him.
David clumsily grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Kate's head free of his manhood. He rolled away from her and then shuffled round behind her bent-over form.
"Time to go I'm afraid," Kate said as she tried to stand up. David pushed her head back down to where it was.
"I don't think so," he said jovially.
"Hey!" Kate said indignantly and she rolled over onto her side to be able to look up at him. "You're very boisterous this morning."
"What can I say? I can't stop wanting you."
"If you want me, you'll have to stop me," she said with a glint in her eye, and she began squirming to try to roll off the bed. David quickly straddled her, using his weight to pin her down, his legs astride her stomach, his exposed cock pointing up into the air lewdly. "I don't think this position will work somehow," Kate said with a laugh, and continued her struggle to get out from under David. She rocked sideways to try to push him upwards but only succeeded in rolling over onto her front. He grabbed her wrists and held her arms but she continued to wiggle her body underneath him. David spotted the cord from her dressing gown hanging loose on the bed and releasing her right hand, he grabbed the cord and quickly wrapped it round her left wrist, finishing it off in a makeshift knot. He wrapped the adjacent section around her right wrist and tied the two together.
"Looks like you've got me," Kate said breathlessly, and she could feel her heart pounding against the mattress beneath her, making the springs in the bed strum. David elevated himself and moved backwards, allowing enough room for him to grab Kate's hips and roughly pull them upwards, dragging her onto her knees. Kate waited, her hands bound behind her back, her view obscured by strands of wet hair that lay across her face.
David pushed her dressing gown over the top of her bound wrists and looked down at her pert buttocks. He could smell her sex now, and could see wisps of wet pubic hair straying at the top of her legs. Silently praising Kate for taking the necessary pills each day that obviated the need for condoms, he guided his cock into her waiting pussy. He slid in very easily, and almost fell forwards as his cock filled her.
Kate gasped quietly as her walls were suddenly pushed apart by his invading prick. She felt his hands on her hips, holding her firmly. He slid out of her until it seemed that he was going to withdraw completely, and then he pushed himself back in deeply, very deeply, until his thighs were firmly pressed against hers and she was sure that his cock was against her cervix. He repeated the procedure, but much faster. Kate was jerked forwards slightly as he rammed home. She exhaled sharply.
"Not so hard," Kate said, her devious subconscious streets ahead of the sensible part of her mind. David took the bait and suddenly he was thrusting in and out as fast as he could, pleasure to the point of pain for Kate who could do nothing but take it, hard and fast and long and forceful and rough. She willed him to come and finish the process, and before she realised it was verbalising her thoughts: "I want you to come," she squealed. "Come inside me!" David stopped thrusting and grabbed her bound wrists that lay half way up her back. He used them to pull her upwards towards him until her torso was almost upright and her soft buttocks were squished against his hips. He reached round and yanked the two halves of her dressing gown apart before roughly grasping her breasts. With a handful of thrusts that had Kate groaning, he fulfilled her request, and Kate could actually feel his cock pulsing inside her. They both breathed heavily, exhausted.
"That was amazing," Kate whispered as she felt David tenderly nuzzling her the side of her neck. She became aware of quite how turned on she was. "Please, finish me off," she pleaded, willing him to touch her swollen throbbing clitoris and provide her with the release she needed.
"Girls who don't have time to pleasure their boyfriends don't have time to be finished off," David admonished her as he slowly withdrew his flagging cock. Kate tried to turn to face him but without the use of her hands, she overbalanced and fell softly onto her side.
"Hrrmmmph. Well at least get me some tissues then," she asked after a pause, sticking her legs up into the air to prevent David's seed spilling out too soon. Despite his arousal fading quickly, David still had one last, forbidden, idea.
"Naughty girls don't get tissues either." He picked up a pair of Kate's knickers from her bag beside the bed and slid them down over Kate's ankles that were high in the air. She was so surprised that she did not offer resistance. When he had tugged them around the final contour of her buttocks, she struggled awkwardly and managed to stand up beside the bed. Her breasts pointed outwards, as if pouting. The expression on her face was one of disapproval.
"Well at least untie me then." David obliged and Kate hurried to put on the rest of her clothes. She grabbed her keys and bag and fled from the house, realising how late she now was as she quickly got into her car. As she extended her legs to the pedals she felt a glop of come fall from her vagina. It was not a pleasant feeling. She sighed with resignation and started the car. Next time, she would at least make sure she got an orgasm for her troubles.
It was three days before the couple met again. It was not until they lay in bed together late at night that Kate finally decided to bring up the matter that had been bothering her.
"David."
"Mmmm?"
"The other day, when you, when we - that wasn't the first time you'd done that to a woman was it?" David rolled over and looked at Kate in the light of the bedside lamp, sliding his bookmark into his book without even realising he had done so.
"No, it wasn't," he answered simply.
"If - if I'd asked you to stop, properly asked you, you would have wouldn't you?"
"Yes. Of course. Of course I would have."
"Good. I mean I thought so, I just wanted to be sure."
"I wouldn't ever force myself on you if you didn't want me to."
"I know. You liked it that way didn't you, a bit rough?"
"Umm, yeah."
"You don't have to be coy about it. That's fine. I'm glad you liked it."
"It is one of my guilty pleasures. Did you... like it?" David asked falteringly.
"I might be willing to try it again some time," Kate admitted, and then moved swiftly on: "So when you've done that before, what did you use?"
"Use?" David questioned.
"Yeah, you know, use. Rope, chains, handcuffs, dressing gowns?"
David laughed. "Handcuffs usually, they're nice and easy."
"Do you have some then?" Kate asked.
"Yeah," David said after a pause.
"Can I see?"
"Erm, well, you know."
"Go on! Think of it as repayment for the other day." Kate thought then added: "You never know, I might even like the look of some of it."
David rolled away from Kate and off the bed. He tugged and pushed boxes around under the bed before lifting one up onto the bed. Kate eagerly pulled aside the plastic lid that lay on top. She immediately began pulling out the items on to the bed. She found handcuffs, and various other bondage things, including blindfolds and gags.
"What's this?" Kate asked, holding up an item she didn't recognise.
"A plug," David said. "You put it up your bum," he added when Kate looked puzzled.
"For mine or for yours?" Kate pressed.
"Both. Either."
"But which do you use it for, you or the woman?"
"Either," David admitted. Kate frowned slightly, and moved onto the next item.
"I know what this is, but is it actually any good?" she asked as held up a fake pussy.
"Not a patch on the real thing."
"So do you just enjoy tying up women, or do you like it the other way too?"
"I enjoy both."
"Fair enough."
Kate piled all the toys back into the box and pushed it towards David, who got up again to put it back under the bed.
"So what's the verdict? Would you use any of that?" he asked as he slid back under the covers, his cock hardening.
"Oh I don't know. Maybe. I'm not sure," Kate said with indifference, a plan already forming at the back of her mind. She turned out the light and they both settled down to sleep.
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