Strapped

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“How ’bout I tie you up?” she asked.

Alex thought to himself that he could maybe use a “new” experience. “Hmmm, I could get into that maybe.”

“Perfect.”

Carrie was prepared. She went to the bedroom and emerged with a paper bag and dumped it onto the floor. About a half a dozen neck ties of different crazy patterns and colors lay strewn across the living room.

“Are we gonna go to the bedroom?” Alex asked. He was a little uncertain as to what exactly Carrie was planning to do with him.

“Nope,” she said. “There’s no bedposts. If I don’t tie you up to something, I’m afraid you will get away.” She grabbed a sturdy kitchen chair and placed it in the centre of the room. “Sit.”

“But, but…” Alex was hesitant since he just remembered he had to get up in the morning.

“SIT” she said. Only this time her voice was firmer, more demanding. She flashed him a grin and Alex decided right then that there was nothing he wanted more than to be tied up by the bitch.

He sat in the chair. Carrie bent over to pick up the neckties. As she bent over he could see that her little blue skirt was not designed for bending over. Actually, it was designed perfect. He could just about see the the fleshy mound between her legs, beneath her big round ass, and he grinned at her whorishness. She picked the neckties up one at a time and each time she unbuttoned one of the buttons on her shirt.

She stood in front of Alex, with the neckties tossed over her shoulder and her braless tits trying their damndest to be free of the rest of the shirt that still covered them. Her hair fell over her face and it was obvious that she had sex on the brain.

“Take your shirt off,” she said. “Take it off,” and she lunged for his fly, started to undo it, and then grabbed his leg and slammed it snug against a chair leg. Her forcefulness made Alex jump. He was a little nervous, but this excited Carrie all the more. Alex took off his shirt as each of his legs were bound tightly to the chair legs with the neck ties.

Alex tried to move his legs. Yep, she tied them pretty good. His dick wasn’t quite hard yet however. But once Carrie got his arms tied tightly behind him to the back of the chair, he started to feel the little guy rising a bit. Alex was strapped. He was at her mercy. Yes, this was something new. It was the first time he ever found himself strapped to a chair.

Carrie sat on his lap, facing him, and dangled the two remaining neck ties in the air before him. “What do you say? Shall I gag you? Shall I blindfold you?”

“Oh no,” Alex replied. “I want to see you. I want to taste you.”

“Very well,” said Carrie. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She wrapped the remaining neckties loosely around his neck, leaned forward and tried to swallow his tongue for a brief moment and then stood up and ripped off her shirt.

No sooner was Alex able to take in the view of her glorious hard nippled tits than did Carrie have Alex’s pants around his ankles and his dick in her mouth. He was as hard as a rock within seconds. Even his balls started to clench a bit and he groaned with the idea of coming all over her face. A delightful little humming moan coarsed through her to him and made his flesh tingle. As she pulled away, Alex tried to reach for her head and shove it back onto his cock, but he couldn’t. He was strapped.

Carrie stood up, spun around facing away from him, turned her head back to face him, dropped her skirt to the floor, put a hand on her slippery twat and said, “So, shall I fuck you in that chair? Shall I fuck you while you are strapped to that chair?”

Alex was speechless. He twisted his limbs against the restraints and longed to bend her over and fuck her hard and make her shut up for once and for all.

“No, I have a better idea,” she said as she tasted her own juices off her fingertips. “I’ve got you strapped and I am going to make good use of the moment. I am going to fuck you in that chair, but first I am going to use you and abuse you.”

She cupped his balls and then proceeded to walk around him to the back of the chair. She stood there for a moment and Alex couldn’t quite turn his head enough to see what she was up to and so he just stared straight ahead dumbly. She leaned forward, licked his ear and then grabbed a hold of each side of the chair. Suddenly, Alex could feel the chair and himself being slowly tipped backwards.

“Let’s try a new perspective,” she said. She eased the chair back until the back of it rested on the couch, so that his bound hands would not get crushed on the floor. This left Alex with the best view in the house of the ceiling.

She leaned over him and with a hand on his big red cock she asked “How bout I sit on your face for just a moment or two? I’d like to sit on your face before I fuck you.”

The bitch was clean. Her pussy juice smelt sweet and he could even detect the shower fresh scent of Irish Spring. She sat on his face and he sucked on her clit like it was a tasty little oyster.

“Holy fuck,” she grunted. “Goddamn.” And with that she stood up and sucked on his face in much the same way that he had just sucked on her clam. Alex looked down at his throbbing dick and up at her. He didn’t even have to say a word and she was down on his dick sucking on it like a lollipop. She sucked and sucked until he was about to burst. Slow than faster. Warm and wet. His dick was just loving it.

“Okay,” she said. “Now I get to fuck you.” She lifted the heavy chair back into it’s upright position. She knelt in front of him and made a point of giving one of his balls a quick gentle suck. Then she stood up, spread her legs and straddled the helpless hard dicked man in the chair he was strapped to.

The chair was the perfect height for fucking. Up and down, back and forth, she was teasing at first but the fucking graduated into the perfect rhythm. Her tits were square in his face and her nipples danced against his hungry lips. Alex’s balls slapped against her ass and Carrie’s clit found a delightful friction against his pubic mound.

“I want you to come,” she said. “Come in my mouth.” As she said this, she untied and freed one of his arms. He grabbed her and pushed her off of him and forced her head down on his cock. She swallowed every drop that didn’t splatter all over her pretty little face.

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