Hitch For Wet Wednesday
May 26, 2011 § 4 Comments
Though It’s A Bit Belated, It’s Here! My Next Installment Of #WankWednesday W Erotic Notebook. I’ve Been Continuing My Story From Week To Week And Very Much Enjoying It. My Last Entry ‘Skate’ Was Featured N E(Lust) #26. So Thank You Again To Ruby Kiddell For This Lovely Writery Idea
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She had been in the spreader bar for over an hour, fastened above her knees, thighs wide spread, her hips were shaking from the effort and the steady stream of orgasm. Deftly rolling over, she sought relief on her tummy. Relaxing into the rhythm of her own measured breathing, she took deep breaths, filling her lungs and finally allowing her hips to release, a wave of calm passed through her. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing the oxytocin in her blood and brain to lull her and just as she was about to slip into sleep she was pulled back into the room with the sound of his footsteps.
Fresh from the shower, she heard him move to the kitchen, his bare feet pressing into the hardwood, and after the sound of a few cupboards opening and closing, he made a circle down the corridor back to the bedroom. She kept her eyes closed, her ears focused on him, everything else focused on her breath. He chuckled as he came into the room and shut the door behind him. She didn’t stir or open her eyes, she continued breathing into her aching hips and listening. Suddenly there was no sound but her breathing. He was no longer moving, or not that she could hear. She was fighting the urge to open her eyes when his hand came down hard across her exposed sex. From the way she was spread, the spank reverberated through her ass and exhausted pussy and she let out a long moan. He spanked again in the same spot and left his hand there, gently pressing circles to relieve the sting. ‘You’ve done enough moaning tonight my love’ he said, breaking his silence. He was standing next to her and must be leaning over the bed, with her eyes still closed, she agreed with a ‘MmHmm’ The spank came down again. ‘So because you’ve had enough of that, you’re not allowed to make a sound’ He paused to let the new rule sink into Rubyyy’s head and clit. She half giggled and whimpered at the new game and a harder spank interrupted her, ‘perhaps I didn’t make myself clear Rubyyy, you are not to make a sound’ and he throttled her several times in a row, daring her to break and give into this thudding pleasure.
He left his hand over the stinging marks, gently massaging the pain into sweet pain. He crossed the room, and quickly returned. She could hear, from the drawer opening, that he was getting some little fun toy from their collection. Pressing his lips into the blushed skin, he moved on to the bed, on his hands and knees. Lightly kissing over her pink cheek, he massaged the other with his hands, enjoying the heated and unending flesh. Then with a small growl in the back of his throat he clenched her cheeks with both hands as he began licking over clit, cunt and ass. Long, slow, deep, slippery licks, over and over until she broke.
He pulled away quickly and she felt the thwack of their heart shaped paddle, covering one half of her heart shaped ass. He followed with 2 more sharp smacks, and she bit her lip to stop the sound threatening to burst from her. He flipped the paddle to the softer side, gentle fur relieving the rising tissue, giving her a moment to catch her breath. Teasing her a little more, he returned to the smooth leather and began lovingly spanking her precious clit. Rapid, sweet taps charging her up, that had her struggling hard against the spreader bar. She had never had an orgasm just from spanking and it seemed that one was only too near. Rubyyy let out a long, aching moan, knowing she would be punished, she practically screamed to let all her building lust out. He did not break his rhythm, tapping up into her pink, there was no punishment for the broken rule. Thinking she was perhaps free to moan and whisper, that he would make an exception for her come, she breathed deep into a groan of his name. Arching her back and heaving, he pulled the paddle away and planted two thick slaps upon each cheek. This time she let out a growl of frustration and longing. He pulled back the toy and said ‘I thought you’d had enough moaning to tide you over, don’t you remember what happens when you break the rule Rubyyy?’ ‘I remember!’ she barked, she was angry at being pulled out of her orgasm, muscles exhausted and wanting release. He rubbed the paddle over her lower back, her hips, her thighs, the faux fur against her skin melting her frustration, pulling her back into her almost orgasm. ‘You can come all you want my darling,’ he whispered, now kissing her rosey bum ‘but you have to follow the rules’.
Helping her to move on to her back, then rubbing the softness of the paddle up over her tummy, lightly tapping her hardened nipples. They gazed at each other for a few moments, as he continued tapping her breasts, the pressure building with each tap. Taking her left breast in his hand, he gripped the fullness, puffing up her charged sex nipples. She watched his face grow hungry and he took a few moments to devour her ivory tit, crushing the other with lust. His tongue swirling over and around her centers she matched his furious pace with slick fingertips on her clit. Her hips began to buck and rise as he sucked long and hard her whole breast. Filling his mouth with as much flesh as he manage, he picked up the paddle again and softly tapped the leather to her exposed nip. Quickly changing to gorge himself on this aching lump, he spanked her now glistening and flushed left breast. Her hands gripped her inner thighs, as she arched into his pleasure punishment and forgot all about her rising come. Rubyyy’s legs were straining against her bonds, the bindings bolt rattling, the leather cutting into her legs as she widened and opened to the intense sensation running from her mastered nipples to her buzzing cunt.
She could feel herself gushing with each flick of fabric against her full rack, as he moved to tapping each breast; back and forth, over nipples and fleshy side curves. Just when she feeling on the edge of tears, long moans held behind closed lips, he abandoned the paddle and fondled her with both hands, kissing her face and neck. Leaving her gasping for a moment, he paused to cover his palms with oil. Their little sex table was always in reach. He gracefully swirled it into her rosy flesh and sat beside her smiling as she relaxed into the sensation, the silky release of his hands lightly moving across her heated skin. She was again focusing on her breathing and although she felt shaky and close to tears, she felt alive and horny. Realizing she was still gripping her inner thighs, she released her tensed fingers. The snap of her skin was just enough to send her clit humming again, and she quickly moved to join her hands with his. Rubbing the oil into her breasts and up over his beautiful hands, they gazed at each other again. She wanted to break the rules and ask him to fuck her, to fill her but she tried to will him with kisses and then slowly reached to stroke his cock instead. Teasing him, she ignored the sensitive head and lips and trailed up and down his shaft, lubing him lightly then gripping harder as she pumped him several times. She watched him falter for a moment, lost in touch but he smiled and brushed her hand away. ‘One moment angel’ he said, almost under his breath, and grabbed the paddle once more.
He trailed the fur, down her tummy and up and over her mound and pausing there, he flipped to the cool leather and did slow circles through her hair. He let the paddle dip down to cover her clit and he continued pressing circles into her, light, firm and slow. She let her hips begin to rock again, grinding into him, the urge to come overwhelming her as she breathed in deep the moans she wanted to release. He started tapping her lightly, lighter than before and she was so charged that she bucked at each kiss from the paddle. He came down harder and started massaging the plump flesh of her mound, squeezing and kneading, sending waves of pleasure through her hips and pussy. The sound behind her lips rang in her head, as she writhed and whimpered and fondled her tits, grabbing them hard, as she fought to come. She felt the gush begin again, her juices soaking her lips, making the leather slap with more sting. He stopped his punishment and moved in front of her, on his hand and knees again, he kissed her inner thighs. He leaned forward and he filled his mouth with her clit, sucking it back, as rubbed his tongue slowly over her. The wetness spreading out, over her ass, the scent of her sex filling the air, mingling with the smell of him and sweat. He sucked relentlessly on her petite hard on, her hands gripped his hair and a groan ripped from her body. He continued working his mouth, moaning softly now, up and down, as he played in her velvet pussy, opening her to allow the fluids to spill out and all over his fingers. He pressed 2 fingers inside her as he sat back and smiled, it took all her restraint not to fuck her hips into his fingers, especially when she saw his engorged dick, beautiful and straight, she instinctively reached for her clit. ‘Don’t think because I want to fuck you,’ he dipped his fingers deep, ‘and I really want to fuck you right now, that I’m going to forget the rules Miss Jones’ He stroked her vagina again, three times as the new pleasure overtook her and she shivered with delight. Taking up the paddle, he soaked the faux fur, rubbing it into her, painting it with juices and slipping out of her pussy, he wiped his fingers on the black fabric. ‘You broke the rules Rubyyy’ he reminded her and she quickly moved to shield her clit, she was lightly panting and aching to be fucked some more. ‘Please’ she said, almost on an exhale, arching and flexing her back, her hips burning again. He moved quickly across the room to their toy chest, opened the drawer and pulled out a wide blindfold. She was squeezing and releasing her thighs, grabbing and twisting the flesh to relieve the tension in every part of her. He moved to the head of the bed and lifting her hair, he tied the fabric tight over her eyes. She was shut out of the room, the blindfold reached her hairline and covered the apples of her cheeks. She squinted as the bottom was lifted, the fabric stretching as the handle of the paddle slid up her nose and over her forehead. The plush wetness of the paddle fur, soaked in her own sex juices, covered her mouth and nose. She breathed deep, her scent filling her nostrils and her brain as he adjusted the blindfold, putting her back into darkness.
With each breath, the smell of her salty sweet self bloomed. As she continued to gasp, calming her rising come, she grew drunk on her heady pussy perfume. The darkness brought her focus back even more intensely, to her burning hips and clitoris. He leaned in and began kissing along her jaw, the only part of her face peeking out from the mask he had made. He kissed a long line around her face and stopped at her exposed ear lobe. Nibbling lightly and sucking the soft flesh over his tongue, he whispered between bites “I’m jealous of you Rubyyy. I’d love to wear a mask soaked in you and I’d love to smell you all over and around me as I come.” Rubyyy moved to touch herself and he gently held her wrist “I don’t think so sweet one. You’ve broken the rules too many times. Now only I get to decide how and where you are touched” She sucked in a breath, almost moaning again when she was hit with a fresh wave of cunt. Her emotions began to skate between delirium and reticence; thinking, perhaps she could outlast his willpower, coax him into a fuck frenzy or maybe she would refuse to give into his touch, hold back her orgasm until he begged her to finish herself. Just as these brave thoughts were swirling through her head, she felt him wiggle one finger under the paddle and into her mouth. She sucked on him slowly before biting him hard. He laughed sweetly at her impetutousity, it was one of the parts of her that he loved most. Sufficently soaked, he moved his hand away from her mouth and kissed her hard, with the fragrant paddle between them she could still feel his lovely full lips.
He gently tugged her lips apart and held her wide for a few moments before commanding, “Hold yourself open for me.” She groaned and she did. He rapped on her ass and muttered ‘lift’, then slipped a pillow under her hips, spreading her further as her knees dropped. Rubyyy could feel her heart racing as she waited for his touch. She strained to hear him, to steady her noisy breath and she could hear him begin to make hungry sounds as he sucked and soaked his fingers. She groaned in anticipation and opened herself a little further. Her hips began to hitch up and jerk round, and a muffled ‘Please’ came from behind her paddle mask. His teasing began just at the opening of her spread vagina, as he firmly trailed his finger around the edges. Swirling and occasionally dipping just inside, he kissed her clit over and over. Then he moved to tracing just inside, stretching and rounding her hole and she could hear the happy clicking of her cunt, opening and wanting more. She bounced into his fingers, pushing them deeper inside and he forced her still with one hand, pushing just above her mound, pinning her. She groaned and bucked, forcing more of his fingers into her, but he pressed harder and she gave in. Rubyyy focused on his hand, holding her down, plumping her clit and she was able to catch her breath again. The musk of her pussy, mixing with sweat and heat was soothing and thrilling at the same time. She breathed deeply and felt him press two fingers up on to her G.
The sudden pressure, hard and hot, was on the edge of pain and pleasure. Her back rounded into the sensation, spreading herself that much wider and she squeezed her eyes behind the blindfold. He slowly stroked her back and forth and she felt herself melt and flow into a gentle rocking rhythm, to match his touch. He pressed into her spot and held her hard, folding his hand, pressing the palm to cover her whole clit. He moved the hand pressing above her mound, to just between her breasts, again pinning her, so her hips tilted high on the cushion. Rubyyy clutched at her breasts, gathering as much flesh as she could and pulling the weight away from her body; she groaned, her nipples still hard and flushed. He pressed now harder into her G, doing a very slow massage, and she stopped her hips to feel every moment of this delicious pressure. He stopped his subtle stroke and pressed into her hard again; her hands flew from her breasts to his bicep and she clutched at him, as he almost savagely dominated her from inside. She writhed and jerked under the pressure of his fingers, wiggling to rub and relieve herself of the aching building inside her.
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I will be doing a big post soon but I wanted to mention: Rubyyy will be performing in the new burlesque spectacular ‘BURLEXE’. They are doing several shows and I am honored to be performing in the final event on June 29th. You can contact me directly for tickets ( rubyyyjones AT Gmail Dot Com) with a little Love, Lust & Light discount! Here is a listing for all the events and the burlesque girls who will be performing, it’s sure to be a sensational night! More on that soon…
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