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“Do you trust me?” He asked as he trailed his hands up my arms, bringing my hands above my head and held them there.
“Yes.” I replied, my eyes darkening to black and breath coming faster.
His grin widened, a devilish gleam entered his blue eyes as he pulled my gold rope belt from beside the bed. After tying my hands he ran his own calloused fingertips down my arms to my swollen breasts. A slight pinch tore a moan from me. He bent at his slim torso to nibble at the soft spot below my ear, “You sure you trust me?’’
“Good, you’re going to enjoy this I promise.” He vowed as he once more reached beside the bed and picked up my black scarf that was decorated with splashes of red. “Lift you head sweetheart,” he ordered as he placed the scarf over my eyes. Rough fingertips ran down the sides of my face, my neck, breasts, belly, and finally into the dark curls at the juncture of my thighs.
“Oh,” I cried as one of his fingers finally found the source of my heat. Then, my body cooled as he lifted himself from me to put protection on. I felt weight back on the bed; a tongue laving my nipple, then teeth gently nipping then pulling. A mouth met mine as hands lifted my hips against an aroused body. “You’re not Rick! He doesn‘t kiss.” I voiced as my body tensed with confusion and fear. “Rick!”
Arms enclosed my form and rolled me over so I was on top. Another set of hands raked down my back making my back arch and press my breasts against the chest under me. With a handful of my hair Rick whispered into my ear, “It’s okay Tara, I’m here. You trust my right?”
“Yes,” came out shakily as my body started to relax again as he massaged my round ass. “Max?”
“Yes, he’s bigger than I and may hurt you,” he replied withdrawing from me again.
Max in turn, wrapped his arms around me and rolled me to my back. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered as his hands found my breasts and his mouth found mine again. His hands found the heat that Rick had begun stimulating a short while ago. He massaged just inside the top of my canal, forcing sighs from my lips. Kissing and caressing my bellybutton with his tongue he started moving lower, moving closer to the magic he was creating with his finger. “I want to taste you.”
“Oh, please do,” I panted.
His tongue replaced his finger, while his finger entered my ass. The sensation had my head spinning; I forgot to breath. “Breathe Tara, breathe.” As I started breathing again I felt like a damn broke in my body. “That’s it baby, cum for me.”
Once again I found myself settled on top. Max held me to him, caressing and raking at my back to better feel the fullness of my breasts against his chest as his protected penis entered my already wet canal. Then I felt additional weight on the bed; Rick’s hands held my hips as he entered my ass and started pumping. “Ooohah,“ my scream of pleasure was swallowed by Max‘s tongue. My body shattered, cum spurting, as I saw clouds of gold, purple and blue behind my eyes.
Instead of leaving me Rick rolled me off of Max and began undoing my blindfold and bound wrists. Once he’d finished I wraped my arms around his with a satisfied smile at Max then closed my eyes. Rick gathered my hair up and kissed the nape of my neck. “I have to talk to Max honey,” dislodging my arms and tucking the green sheet and comforter around my spasoming body.