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Georgia.. she was the first
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Georgia.. she was the first I should probably first explain - I'm no sadist, I wouldn't even call myself a fan of BDSM.. but I love dominance, confidence and other words ending with the 'ence' sound. But, whether it's a physical, logistical or luck thing, I can never seem to end up in the company, or bed, of a woman who can truly excite and satisfy me. Hence, I have to mould my own. Georgia, affectionately known to me as George, was the first. A work colleague of mine at a call centre I had been running.. I say colleague, I mean, agent - a 19 year old sales girl, straight from education and into a dead end boring telesales job.. described by her as a stop gap, something to do while she discovered herself, I would always be quick to remind her that she was 19.. I was 25 and had no intention of truly 'discovering myself' until my mid 30s. But, that's more of a story for my therapist. George was stunning, she had an air of innocence that you just can not fabricate - the type of girl, whom when you looked at, you pictured lots of close family dinners, Christmas songs around a fire with family portraits on each wall. She of course was appealing to me, but not for the reasons any sane person would inevitably feel. I wanted to know, what she would look like with red hand prints across her back, and how the friction marks of a soft rope across her wrists would look... As time went on, my intentions in my mind became more apparent, I knew what I was doing, lavishing more attenion onto Georgia, purposely placing myself next to her in the lunch canteen, befriend the rest of her social circle. I was building a rapport with her, and a place for me in her life - before she even knew my surname -- time passed, and we became close, I discovered she wasn't sexual at all. The mere mention of anything provocative in a text message would kill the conversation, and to her face, she would respond in the same manner as if I had just insulted her mother. This just excited me more. As the bonds of a civilized relationship finally began to form, the inevitable occurred, the night we were to fully celebrate our new found alliance to one another in the form of intercourse... George was as dirty minded as the sports section of the Guardian, so talking of it was a no. We had just gone to dinner, and was cozed up on my bed watching a movie - sadly, couldn't of been Matt Daemon's best work as I can't remember the story or the title - but, that in the life of any young couple is great news, because one anothers bodies always become the primary interest. Rather that of Matt Daemon.. it was the first time that me and George had really, fully embraced one another's mouths. The type of kisses that only act a prelude to sex. 'Not exactly Disney' was her response to when I lightly pressed my teeth against her bottom lip, pulling ever so slightly.. I don't think she'd ever been kissed before and had her lip bitten, her only previous sexual experiences had been that of a fumble in the back of a car and a clumsy yet awkward fuck during her pubescent years... from facing one another, I encouraaged her via a press on her shoulder to lie flat on her back, leaning over her, we continued to kiss, only pausing to pull away and press my lips against the sides of cheek, lightly gnaw at her neck.. it was with the flirtatious biting that I grabbed George's right wrist, and lifted it above her head, meeting it there with her left arm, I clamped the two together.. being so much taller, and larger than George made this easy. I laid to her side, still kissing, and biting away at her, whilst pinning her hands above her head... I could feel slight trembles shoot up her body, and through her arms, excitement? Nerves? I leant over George, and told her, softly in her ear, that I was going to attempt to make her feel like she had never felt before, I was going to take away all of her control, that she could relax, be comfortable and just enjoy the moment... 'oh-oh-oh-okay' she said, with a nervous giggle and pant. I returned to pushing my lips against hers, hands still held, above her head with my right hand, I now started to explore the body I had dreamt of with my left. Running my hand the entire length of her body, lifting her left and running my hand the length of her thigh, just as if if to scout what was about to be revealed.. I tugged at her top, and place my hand at the base, slowly lifting it and her up, removing her top - revealing this innoncent girls bare skin, handful breasts and a little lace bra. I pushed my fingers into her collar bone, and under the straps of her bra, toying it from her shoulder down her arm. Kissing her chest, pressing my tongue flat against her skin with each kiss, gnawing and nibbling away at the most delicate of parts. Giving the same, drawn out treatment to the other strap, I returned her hands to above her head, and proceeded to turn my attention to her perky breasts, and bright pink nipples.. teasing the tip of my tongue around the base of her nipple, I opened my mouth and slowly pressed my teeth around her errect nipple, just enough for her to feel but nothing more.. I felt a little squirm in her body, as if to say 'no.' So, with the hand that held her hands above her head, I grasped her wrists ever so more tightly for the briefest of seconds, as if to say... you will not complain, shh. I ran my left hand down the sides of her body, running my finger tips along her skin, as if drawing a picture - leaving a trail of gooose bumps in their wake.. until I reached her thigh. I wrapped my legs around her left leg, and pushed her legs apart.. holding her left leg with my legs, I would toy with her legins, just lowering them enough at the sides of her waist to reveal the corners of her matching panties. Eventually, I grabbed a handful, let her leg loose and slipped them off. Returning back immediately to our position, leg - between mine, hands above her head. I opened her legs, pressing my hand against her pussy over the top of her cute matching briefs.. her head coiled a little back, and she attempted to close her legs a little, but I'd only push them apart using my feet and hands, clenching at her wrists every time she would move a tad. I could begin to feel her pulsate through her underwear, and become ever more so wet.. I slipped one finger under the side of her crotch, and revealed her magnificent near untouched pussy.. I pressed the length of a few fingers against her clit, pushing firmly enough against her to know that I wasn't going to be timid about this. Toying slowly with her clit, the pants began to increase, and the arms would try wriggle free. I would begin to rotate a little faster, press a little firmer and increasingly rubbed the entirity of her pussy, paying attention to her clit, pinching it ever so softly between two fingers, lightly touching it with the tips of my fingers or pressing the weight of my entire arm against it.. by now, George was aching for me, I could almost feel her little wet hole pulsate - so, as to surprise her, I quick forced two fingers straight inside her, she let out a tiny yelp, and continued to try closing her legs - whilst I clasped one under my right leg, I kept her legs apart with the other, still holding her hands above her head.. with my fingers inside her, I pressed as far as I could and began to move them, as if playing and instrument, I toyed with the inside of her soaking pussy, responding to her pants, to her little cries and yelps of 'fuuuck.'After a while, I would furiously thrust my fingers, up and down, whilst burried deeper inside her, until the point it almost felt I could pull out and put my hole hand in.. Now, I was in my mood. I was fed up of being cute... I pulled my hand from her, and and released her hands. I lifted her legs up, pinning her ankles together and slid her panties up her legs and off.. She attempted to make a moveent towards me, when I pushed her by her chest flat onto her back. I wanted to drink her in, admire the body that laid beaneth me, but all I was focused on was getting her clit in my mouth, I dove between her thighs and pressed the warmth and wet flat surface of my tongue against her clit, slowly moving myself the length of her pussy up until just the tip of my tongue was left to tease and caress her clit.. I've always found it incredibly easy to make a woman cum using my hands and mouth. It's not exactly a science, but just by responding to her reactions, within a few seconds I knew exactly how and where I was welcome and honed in.. never going mad, but just maintaining what she enjoyed... I rose from the bed, and hoisted my shirt over my head, and leapt from my trousers. George barely moved, she laid stricken on the bed with her head burried in the pillow.. I grabbed her by the legs and spun her around, to the edge of the bed. She muttered a few words, but I threw my hands across her mouth, looked at her and just whispered to her that she had no say in what happens from here. I flipped George to her stomach, and lifted her hips 10 or so inches from the bed and pulled her towards the end of the bed, feet planted to the floor - I began to tease her hole with the head of my cock. She asked that we would begin with me on top, I leant over and pressed her face into the duvet and told her to be quiet, with that, I jerked my hips and thrusted my large cock in her.. she let our an almighty cry, and I watched as both hands clenched and grabbed handfulls of the duvet. I ensured that every inch of me, was inside her, and leant my body over hers. I grabbed her arms, sliding my hands the full length of each, and grabbed her wrists, pulling them back to behind her back.. crossing them over with one another, and pinning them together with my hand. I arched my own back backwards, to admire my cock, nearly thicker than her entire ass, stretch it's way inside of her. Taking the absolute most time possible with each, and every stroke. Ensuring that she felt each inch as I made my way inside of her. Withdrawing to the tip of my cock, nearly exiting. Only to slowly retreat back inside of her, with each moan she emitted, increasing the strenghth in which I clasped her wrists.. I could see my cock begin to<b> glaze </font></b>and glisten in her own cum, it was glorious. With every 5 or 6 strokes, I would give her one thudering hard pound.. forcing my cock inside of her, clattering her ass against my hips. She seemed to enjoy those. I pulled myself out, and flipped her to her stomach, grabbed her ankles with one hand and flung her feet over my shoulders, pulling her by her hips to the edge of the bed. Without missing a beat, I found her tight pretty hole with my cock, and lent my body over hers, planting my lips against her neck and biting down hard on her collar bone as a I rattled my cock in her, thrusting now with a sense of urgency and pace.. each time, taking advatnage of the leverage and ensuring that my cock came tto the point of withdrawl with each thrust.. I threw my hands beneath her neck, lowered her legs and lifted her from the bed and towards my body, simtaniously twisting myself and sitting on the edge of the bed. I told her to turn.. she didn't understand, so I twisted her body around and arched her, bent over in front of me slightly and placed my hand on the lower part of her back, and guided her cunt onto my cock. I told her to work, and helped her move her hips up and down the length of my cock, as I laid back, and let her plant her feet betweeen my legs and she proceeded to slowly sit and rise on the length of my now pulsing dick. I then came all over her tits. Easy. |
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