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Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - Lori's Letters -->> A very nice bondage letter (1/1)
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Hi,
I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't
really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to
repost the stuff I have.
There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who
have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were
originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them
first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever
increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups.
The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage
orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a
little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't
be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the
stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still
apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post
which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do
NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else,
know).
I hope you enjoy whatever I do post.
One last thing. Someone asked me recently if I was going to put some
of my stories on my web page for people to download. I am undecided
about this so would appreciate feedback on wether this is a good idea.
Bye for now.
Anakha
http://home.clara.net/anakha/index.html
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Subject: Lori's Letters -->> A very nice bondage letter
From: Lori <scribler@digital.net>
Date: Sat, 31 Aug 1996 12:29:37 -0700
LORI SAYS....
Hi gang! This is one of my favorite letters. Paul is in his
early thirties and describes himself as being 5'10" with dark
curly hair. Here he describes an encounter with Karma, a tall
blonde gal in her mid twenties.
Enjoy......
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Karma and I had been working together for close to a year
before I was transferred to another location a half an hour away.
In that year, we had struck up a relationship based on very
explicit flirting. Since we worked together, I had never asked
her out, even though she was driving me crazy! Tall with short
blonde hair, a pixie smile and a body to die for, she was off-
limits while we worked together.
But the I was transferred! As soon as I heard, I asked Karma
out. She said yes with a twinkling in her blue-green eyes.
Over dinner, our flirting continued as we drank wine. When
the subject of sexual experiences came up again for the hundredth
time, I was surprised that Karma had never played with bondage.
"Oh, you don't know what you're missing!," I told her. "It's
not about pain or humiliation or anything like that. It's about
receiving pleasure that you can't control. You can't do anything
but receive! It can be excruciatingly wonderful!"
I continued extoling the virtues of a good bondage session
for awhile before she looked at me shyly and said the words I had
been waiting a year to hear.
"Will you tie me up?"
The main problem with bondage, I feel, is that you can't ask
your partner to roll over. You see, I love the female body. All
of it. But is she's tied up, you tend to only have half of a body
to work with. But i've found a way around it....
An hour later, Karma was tied standing up in the doorway from
my walk-in closet to my bedroom. Soft cotton rope - washed so
it was much softer - were attached to her arms and ankles.
Karma's legs were slightly spread and her arms above her head.
There was enough play in the rope so she could move a little to
resist cramps or getting tired. She was still fully clothed,
facing towards the bed with a freestanding mirror in front of her.
The mirror was oval and wood framed. I positioned it so Karma
could watch us.
I slipped behind her and held her. Karma was tall enough so
that when she leaned her head back, it rested on my shoulder. She
was nervous as I started rubbing her body through her clothes.
Starting with her stomach, where my arms were wrapped around her,
I stroked every inch of her as I held her tight. When my hands
reached her covered breasts she quivered and when one hand rubbed
her mound through her jeans a soft moan escaped.
Very slowly, I unbuttoned her blouse, trying not to touch her
bare skin just yet. She squirmed again, her delicious little butt
grinding against my hard member. Her bra unfastened from the
front and I froze for a minute, looking over her shoulder at the
mirror admiring her breasts.
I untied one of her arms and slipped her shirt and bra off.
Then her arm was retied. I didn't bother untying the other, but
just slid the clothes up the rope and draped over a hook out of
the way. Such beautiful skin she had! I ran one finger up her
spine, just barely grazing her skin. She jumped, her every nerve
alert and sensitive. Again and again I ran my hands over her
back, lightly teasing her, awakening and heightening her senses.
Then I knelt behind her, slightly off to one side so she
could see me in the mirror. I smiled at her and her
expression was one of rising passion. I ran my hands up the
outside of her legs, slightly rough through her jeans.
Her shoes and socks came of next. My right hand worked it'
s way slowly up the inside of her leg, stroking and squeezing
gently. Karma watched the mirror transfixed as my hand rubbed her
mound. It was so erotic, seeing this hand come from behind and
touching her so intimately.
Finally I undid her jeans and slide them and her panties down
to her ankles. Again, I untied one leg and pulled her foot and
the attached rope through the pant's leg. After tieing her back
up, I raised her other leg and slide the clothes off her entirely.
Karma was naked. And tied up. And excited beyond believe.
I stepped back into the darkness of the closet and hurriedly
undressed. She tried looking over her shoulder, but I teased her
by not letting her get a glimpse of me naked just yet.
"Look in the mirror," I said softly. Only then did I step
forward to hold her from behind again.
"Oh God," she gasped when my hard cock touched her just at
the top of her butt. I wrapped my arms around her trembling body
and pressed our naked flesh together tightly. Was she whimpering?
Or was it me? Still not sure. Just know that we were both so
damned excited.
Again, my hands roamed her body. Gently. Softly touching.
A feather touch here, then there. I avoided her breasts and mound
at first. Waiting. Teasing.
When I trailed a finger gently across the underside of each
breast, Karma squirmed in my arms, her tight butt nestling my
cock. I spent forever, it seemed, on her breasts. Slowly working
towards the nipples. Stroking, teasing, dancing away. I nibbled
her neck as I circled her nipples with my finger tips.
Karma was loosing it. She'd look in the mirror at my arms
wrapped around her, but then be overcome and her head would fall
back against my shoulder, her eyes shut in pleasure.
Gently nibbling one earlobe, my left hand reached around to
her right breast, while my right hand started working south. Down
the side of her body, then I pulled away from her slightly so I
could squeeze one cheek of her butt. Then I pulled her tight
against me, supporting her as my hand stroked the inside of her
thigh, moving slowly upwards.
Very, very gently, I tugged carefully on her pubic hair, just
enough to excite the skin. I ran one finger around her lips which
were damp from perspiration.
Only then, when Karma was sagging against me trembling, did I
actually start touching her. Again and again I ran a finger up
and down her swollen lips before gently pressing my middle finger
inbetween.
God, she was wet and hot and I could almost imagine steam
rising from her pussy.
I pulled my hand away from her pussy and Karma's head snapped
up in alarm, afraid that I was finished, I guess. Silly girl!
When she was watching in the mirror, I raised my soaked finger to
my mouth and sucked off her juice. She even tasted sweet!
Then my hand returned to her pussy. With my other, I was
still tracing circles around her nipple and my tongue traced
designs on her throat.
Teasing is so important.
I ran one finger around and around her clit. Karma was torn
with indecision. She wanted to press back against me tight, but
instinctively, she thrust her pelvis out for firmer contact. Some
she was kinda trusting back and forth as I teased and teased.
"I need to come," she whispered in a shaky voice. "God, I
can't take much more of this." She tried to say something else,
but her voice trailed off and was replaced with a gasp when I
lightly dragged my finger across her clit.
Enough, I decided. On to the next phase....
My left hand slid down the front of her body as the right one
worked it's way around behind her. I slipped my right hand up
between her cheeks and slid just one finger into her as I toyed
with her clit with my left hand.
But I did all this slowly.
Karma was panting hard and started moving. Back and forth.
Back and forth. I let her set the pace. Back onto my finger in
her, then forward to press against my finger on her clit. It was
awkward and she couldn't quite get the pace right. It must have
felt great to her, but she it wasn't quite enough. Her movements
grew jerky, her breathing erratic. Moans and curses and pleas
came from her.
It was wonderful. Seeing her so excited, forgetting
everything but the moment. Her skin was flushed and a fine layer
of sweat covered her. She moved and jerked and twitched and tried
desperately to come.
It's time, I thought.
I stepped around in front of her, removing my hands from her
heat and wrapped her in a tight hug.
We kissed.
She was eager and hungry, panting and ready. I swear it
felt like she would suck the tongue right out of my mouth in her
excitement. We pressed against each other, loving the way our
bodies felt where they touched. I swayed slightly from side to
side to increase the sensation as she greedily kissed me.
I pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. I cupped her
face with my hands as we stared deep in each other's souls. Her
eyes seemed both glazed and very alive. Her breath, warm and
quick, her face so flushed. I tenderly stroked her face.
Then, with hunger of my own, I dropped to my knees and buried
my face between her legs. Again, an awkward position. More to
excite her even further then to allow her desperately need
orgasm. I licked her and sucked her and drank deep her juices.
She was crying out as I danced my tongue over her clit. She
quivered as I pulled her closer, my hands on her butt, my face in
heaven.
Her legs started trembling uncontrollably, spasticly, and
that told me it was enough. Still on my knees, still with my
tongue on her, I untied her ankles. I don't think she even
noticed.
I stood, making sure my hard cock brushed up her inner thigh.
She squeezed her thighs together to grip me when it was nestled
against her pussy. We looked at each other wordlessly. I ran my
hands up her arms to her wrists as I slowly pulled my cock back
then forward slightly. She opened her mouth to speak, to beg, but
I kissed her words away.
Then, with lips pressed against each other, with my cock
pressed against her pussy, I untied her arms. She hugged me
fiercely, ready to tackle me right then and there. But, instead,
I pulled back quickly and scooped her up in my arms. Seconds
later we were on the bed with my finally in her.
I trust slowly as she wrapped herself around me. Legs locked
around my waist, arms around my neck. I trust all the way in her,
then rocked upward slightly to rub her mound more fully. It took
forever, ten strokes at least, before she started coming.
How many orgasms did she have? I have no idea. Maybe it was
just one real long one. All I know is that she tensed, her
muscles squeezing my cock like a vise. I kept pumping, moving in
and out as slowly as I could, rocking up against her, then pulling
away.
Karma screamed and her back arched. She unlocked her legs
and thrust her pelvis up as her hands found my butt.
"Faster," she tried to say. "Harder..."
Faster and harder it was as she squeezed my butt, urging me
on like she was dribbling a basketball.
I'm not real sure how long this lasted or quite how it ended.
It was like I came to much later, still on top of Karma, my weight
on my elbows, with her still wrapped around me. Everytime I moved
it seemed to set of a mini-earthquake deep within her.
A few minutes later? An hour later? Whenever we could speak
again, I asked her what she thought of bondage now.
"You'll see tomorrow," she said with the lazy-contented smile
of a satisfied woman, "when I tie you up."
Anakha.
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