“What did I tell you?” I asked. “I said if I didn’t have a matching pair, I was gonna handcuff you and spank you like the bitch you are, didn’t I?” I joked and smacked her again, causing another mewl of something not quite pain. “Oh come on, I didn’t even hit you that hard, Melissa.” I said and hoisted her onto my shoulder again.
“Hey!” she shouted. “Where are you going?” she asked when I started to make my way to the exit.
I just laughed. “I don’t really care for this song, and I know it’s the last one in the set.” I explained and spanked her again. “So I’m skipping out early to beat the traffic.” I tossed her into the passenger seat, still handcuffed, and got in to drive her home. “I’ll let you loose, eventually.”
She pouted. “Please let me out of these cuffs, Jeremy.” Melissa pleaded. “My arms hurt and my wrists are sore.” she pouted some more before trying again. “I’ll do whatever you want, just please, take them off.” she said I was rounding the corner of her apartment building.
I laughed, feeling a little sadistic, but liking it. “You’ll do whatever I want if I leave them on you, too.” I told her and swung into a parking place fast enough to make her fall over with her head in my lap. “See? What’d I tell you?” I joked as she struggled to get up and wound up rubbing her face all over my crotch. I helped her up and carried her to her door “Keys?” I asked.
She sighed. “Back pocket of my skirt.” I reached my hand in and groped her ass while I dug the house key out. “Please, just take the cuffs off, Jeremy.” she asked again as I walked in and carried her back to her bedroom. I smiled and sat her on the bed and made her sit up.
“You said you’d do whatever I wanted right?” I asked and she glared up at me, blushing harder than ever, and nodded. I smiled and started taking off my clothes. When she asked what I was doing, I told her “What I’ve wanted to do since I found out your were legal and single.” and stood before her in my boxers. “Remember if you bite me, you can die with those handcuffs on for all I care.” I said and pushed my underwear down, allowing my dick to spring out and nearly slap her in the face. When she just looked at it, then at me, like she was confused, I had to ask “What are you waiting on, Melissa?” She looked at the floor and muttered something. “What?” I asked, ears still ringing from the concert.
Melissa snapped at me. “I’ve never done it before! OK?” she barked and bounced on the bed. “What? Is it such a shock that I’ve never given head?” she asked and I stammered at her outburst. “Guess what else, Jeremy?” she went on. “I’m a virgin! Yeah, asshole, a virgin! V-I-R-G-I-N! Is this really what you want my first time to be like?” she asked finally and I think she started crying. I don’t really know cause I was too busy getting the handcuffs off of her to look at her face.
When she was free, instead of running away, I sat on the bed with her and held her close to me. “I’m sorry, Mel.” I said, feeling like a real douche bag. “I didn’t know, I swear. I was only playing around, and I wouldn’t have done anything you didn’t want too.” I tried to convince her and calm her down.
Melissa looked up at me and smiled a little. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me.” she muttered and I felt a little better. We sat there for awhile in silence before I noticed she was looking at my cock and noticing that it was still hard. “You know… I do want to do it.” she blurted out. I eased back to look Melissa in the eyes, with an eyebrow raised. “Yes, with you.” she chimed. “I mean, we’ve known each other a long time, and you’ve always been really sweet to me. Well, with the exception of handcuffing me and kidnapping me at a concert.” she joked. Her hand landed on my dick as she talked, and I felt it make a small fist around the base. “I just didn’t want to be the rebound girl after your breakup. I mean especially with me being a virgin, I’d probably be so bad you’d wanna go back to that bitch.” she told me and laughed.
“What makes you think you were the rebound girl?” I chuckled back. Then it was a slow lean in and our lips met, pressed against each other, parted, twisted, separated, and rejoined. Her grip on my shaft tightened considerably and her breathing got heavier as I slid my tongue past her teeth and met hers, and Melissa followed it back into my mouth and felt her taste the roof of my mouth before we pulled apart with her bottom lip caught between mine. She blushed and tried to turn away, but I held her by the chin and went in for another kiss, this time sucking on her tongue when I coaxed it out from her mouth. She moaned and started stroking my cock just before we parted again, this time with my lip caught between her teeth. Melissa blushed even brighter and nearly took her hand away before I asked. “Don’t tell me that was your first kiss too?”
She smiled and shook her head, “No, just the first good one.” she admitted and came back for more. Melissa assaulted my mouth, shoving her tongue into my mouth and sucking mine out as she stroked my dick harder and faster. I unzipped her sweater and went for her tits, popping her bra up and groping for firm breast flesh while she moaned into my mouth. She broke her death grip on my penis and threw her top and bra on the floor, and I started trying to get her skirt off before she was kissing me again. She started laughing when I got frustrated and tried to yank it off her hips. “Having trouble?” she giggled and stood up from the bed.
“There’s no zipper or buttons or anything!” I complained. “Why do women’s clothes confuse me so much?” I joked. She just laughed more and showed me the butterfly buttons on the very front of it, plain as the sun during the day. “Of course they’re there now.” I joked and made quick work of the brass buttons and pulled her skirt off over her boots. She kicked it at me and backed away to make a big show of putting her legs up in a chair and unzipping her boots, one at a time, very slowly, just so I could get a good look at her in her black panties that were getting sucked up into her wet little slit. As the second boot feel away, she laughed at me intensely watching her. “You like what you see?” she said and walked to me slowly, one arm covering her breasts, the other trying to hide the long jagged scar on her left thigh.
I pulled her closer to me and pushed her hands away from what she hid from me, first taking in her beautiful perky tits topped with hard little brown nipples, then moving down to the scar and traced my fingers over it. She shuddered and tried to pull away. “Don’t.” I told her and ran my hand over it again. It felt like a strip of snakeskin grafted onto her. “I like everything I see.” I went on and ran my other hand up the inside of her leg and across her panty-covered crotch. “And everything I don’t.” I grinned as she shook visibly when I brushed up against her pussy. I picked her tiny body up by her hips and laid her back on the bed. Crouching on the floor between her ankles and staring once more at her near-nude body, I decided to remove the last of her clothes and hooked my fingers through her waist band. Melissa moaned and lifted her hips so I could pull them off, revealing her bald mound to me. “So much for knowing you’re natural hair color.” I joked and tossed her panties into the finally full pile of discarded clothes.
“Dirty Blonde.” she moaned as I started to gently rub all her newly exposed flesh. I grinned at her and inched my up onto the bed again, staying low and close to her legs until my mouth was even with her glistening sex. I dipped close and planted a few quick kisses on the creases of Melissa’s legs, moving closer to her center encouraged by her coos and moans as I neared her slit. Then I stopped and simply looked at her pussy, blowing on it lightly as I breathed “Goddammit Jeremy, Stop teasing me!” she squealed and slammed her fists into the mattress. I laughed and did nothing but rub the tops of her legs slowly with my palms. “Please…” she mewled and I dove at her, dragging my tongue from just below her hole, through her slit and across her clit in one quick motion. “Oh.. God…” She groaned and I went back for more. Driving my tongue into her pussy until I could feel her hymen pressing back at it and heard her moan for more. I slurped and drank on the sweet slickness that seeped from her until I felt her hands in my hair and moved up to assault her hard little clit that was poking out from under it’s hood. Melissa screamed when I wrapped my lips around that nub and sucked on it like a baby on the bottle. Her fingers were knots in my hair, pressing me into her crotch as I flicked the tip of her clit with the tip of my tongue. “Aah! OOooh! God Jeremy, don’t stop!” She started calling out to me when I opened my mouth and covered her entire cunt with it. I sucked on her lips and lapped at her button with my tongue and I felt her pussy start to quiver and shake when she started screaming again. “Aaaaaaiieeee!!” I’m Cumming! Ooohh, I’m Cumming! Oh Fucking Christ! I’m Cumming!”
She bucked her hips at my face until I was afraid she was going to break my jaw and I had to back away. Still howling out her orgasm, Melissa drug me up by my hair to her face and kissed me, sucking on my tongue, moaning, and grinding her now dripping wet cunt on my stomach brushing her ass on my dick each time she sank back to the bed. I kissed her back, held her close to me, and smiled at her as she started to come down. She was sweating, panting, and positively glowing in the aftermath of was obviously the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had. “Enjoy yourself?” I asked, grinning ear to ear as she attempted to catch her breath and answer me. Before she could though, I felt something cold and scaly along the back of my leg. “Jesus Christ!” I shouted and leapt off the bed, nearly taking Melissa with me.
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