("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2011. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Heather's Bucketlist - 4 by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com) *** The continuing adventures of Heather and Don. (MF, mast, oral, bd) *** PART 4 Heather irrationally looked to the side when she hear Don's footstep. Irrationally, because she was blindfolded and couldn't see a thing. Her hands tugged at the handcuffs attached to the headboard. Only her legs were free. A tremble of fear tugged at her body and warred with excitement. She had wanted this, had begged Don to tie her up, but now... The teen flinched at a sliver of cold that trailed up her thigh. An ice cube? Don chuckled at her reaction. She felt the bed shift and cold kissed her lips. She opened her mouth and an ice chip slipped in as another piece of ice was pressed against her left nipple. She gasped and the cold was replaced by a warm, wet tongue. God, she was already wet. Cold spiked against her right nipple and again replaced by that wonderful tongue. "Ooohhhh!" Escaped her lips. "You like it," Don whispered. Cold trailed along one breast and then the other. She arched up to entice him to do her nipples again. But instead he moved down to her stomach before the ice cube melted away. She heard ice cubes rattle in a glass to her right and then cold along her inner thigh, moving slowly, very slowly up... just before it reached her pussy, the cold disappeared and his warm tongue breezed against her clit. She sighed in contentment when the ice cube was shoved up her pussy! "Too COLD!" She twisted her hips trying to dislodge it, but his fingers stayed inside of her, keeping the ice inside. Freezing warred with heat and she wiggled violently. It felt weird and unpleasant and the safe word "˜Santa' hovered on her lips. Resolutely, she shut her mouth and quieted her hips. The ice cube was almost completely gone. The afterglow made her pussy, her womb even hotter. She relaxed, truly surrendering her body to Don. Heather felt another ice cube trail up the inside of her left arm. As it moved past her elbow, she felt his body close to her. A soft kiss. Another ice cube slipped in her mouth. Kisses rained upon her stomach. Another ice slipped up her thigh. Even though she was prepared for it this time, she still violently flinched. Don chuckled and strong fingers rammed into her. The cold this time was less painful and the warm pleasure came sooner. The fingers slid out and up. A single finger moved slowly up and down against her clit. "Oh, yeah." She breathed. The finger placed harder. Waves of pleasure began to ripple through her body in stronger and stronger crests. The finger disappeared and she moaned in disappointment. But then there was a tickle at the bottom of her labia. Slowly it moved up, prying open her lips. His tongue! His tongue licked up, almost reaching her clit before going back to the bottom. With each lick, she anticipated his attack on her clit. But each lick stopped short. Frustratingly short. "Lick my clit!" The licking stopped. "What?" "Lick my clit! Please!" "Tsk-tsk." Heather felt him get off the bed. "I don't think you are in a position to make demands..." "I'm sorry... I just..." Heather trailed away helplessly. "You just what?" Don prodded. "I just need to cum." She hated how needy her voice sounded but her body was now aflame with desire. "Looks like someone needs a lesson in discipline." Strong hands gripped her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Her arms crossed over painfully as her hands remained handcuffed to the headboard. SPANK! "When you are tied up, do you really think it's a good idea to make demands?" SPANK! "No." SPANK! "No, what?" SPANK! "No, sir." "Very good." Don's hand began caressing her ass, moving from one cheek to the other. The pain of the spankings dissipated into pleasure that spread with his caresses. Heather bit her lip, losing herself in the sensations. With the lack of light, each touch, each spank was heightened. She could feel herself leaking from excitement. She had never done that before! The hands left her but the sensations did not. Swirls of warmth continued to radiate out and goose bumps rippled across her body. Don ordered. "On your knees." Awkwardly, Heather got up on her knees. Her arms were still crossed, but she was able to counter balance herself with her elbows. She rested her head in her arms, reveling in her ass waggling up, cool air whispered on her wet, exposed pussy. She heard the hum a moment before something vibrating touched her pussy. It was rubbed up and down her labia. She had never used a vibrator before. Delightful vibrations of pleasure became her whole center. The teen bit her lip, afraid any sounds of pleasure would make Don stopped. The tip of the toy dipped into her and she pushed out her ass in response. "You should see how wet you are." Don pushed the toy in a tiny bit deeper before withdrawing back to her lips. "Your cunt is so fucking beautiful right now. In fact, I bet you I can "“" Heather screamed as she felt herself ripped in two. She panted and wiggled her hips but the toy stayed jammed in her pussy. "I was right... all the way in." Don kept it deep inside of her and then the humming increased and the vibrations tripled. "Oh!" Heather was overwhelmed by the sensations deep within her. The toy created ripples upon ripples of pleasure. She felt the pressure building. Then the toy withdrew and thrust in again. And again. Each time brought her closer to orgasm. She began to push back against each push... so close... so close... She danced on the edge of the orgasm. And then Don withdrew the toy entirely. Heather was about to scream in frustration when he pushed it back in her. No, not the toy something warm... his cock! The realization blazed through her body, pushing her to climax! She shook and screamed in pleasure. He thrust roughly into her. Heather reveled in the powerful climax, even now tiny peaks of pleasure continued to spark through her. Don had slowed his thrusting but did not stop. Gradually, she caught her breath and began meeting his thrusts. "That's my girl. I knew you weren't done yet." "Yes sir." He moved in and out in a measured pace. She was about to push back harder when she felt something tickling her asshole. Was it an accident? Then the tickling began to vibrate, he had the toy against her asshole! She tensed and Don chuckled. "Never had anything there?" She shook her head. The toy pressed deeper and then disappeared. "Not now, I think. Maybe something for later." Heather gave a sigh of relief until...SPANK! The sharp pain caused her to gasp but she pushed her ass higher in the air.. SPANK! "Do you like to get spanked?" His voice was full of confidence. "Yes..." She breathed. SPANK! "Beg for it." With each spank, he gave a violent thrust. "Please." SPANK! "Please, what?" SPANK! "Please spank me, sir." SPANK! "Very good..." SPANK! Thrust. SPANK! Thrust. SPANK! Thrust. SPANK! Heather felt his cock swell and hot spurts within her. SPANK! Thrust. Heather pushed back hard and he went in deep, still spurting. Another climax filled her. Her legs shook and she collapsed in a heap, twitching in pleasure. Don got up and Heather felt her wrists being released from the handcuffs. When her blindfold was removed, she kept her eyes closed unwilling to end the sensations still coursing through her body. Something was pressed against her arm and she reluctantly opened her eyes. Don's face was smiling down at her. He waved a red vibrator in front of her face. "Keep the toy. I want you to think about this when you play with it." Sheepishly, Heather grinned and grabbed the toy out of his hand. "Yes sir!" END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. 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