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Swiss seduction
Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: Xa_4, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
elegantly against the natural surroundings. “Come on in stranger, make yourself at home,” she says with great finesse. I couldn't help noticing her red high-heels and black stockings, as I lounge on the couch. She stands right in front of me, smiling suggestively, as she begins to toy with the sash of her robe. The sash becomes undone, the robe falls to the floor. My mouth opens involuntarily, almost a prescience. She's adorned in black jarratelles, draping over her sensual body like a spider’s web. She starts rocking her curvaceous hips sideways, allowing the robe to disrobe. Her little dance gives me an instant hard-on. She turns around, removes her brace with great delicacy, throws it onto my face. I take in the magical aroma of the perfume, holding the smooth material to my nose. She takes a few steps towards me, tilting my head onto her pert nipples. I kiss, lick, and suck gently. My hands rise from her hips to her breasts, as I press them together. I bite gently, causing further arousal. She throws her head back in ecstasy, moaning with delight. All of a sudden, she pushes me back into the couch and walks off. “Have a surprise for you!” She winks, going into the other room. She returns with a pair of handcuffs dangling on her silky fingers. “I surrender myself to you, I'm yours to do whatever you please,” she says, falling to her knees like a sex slave. I pinched my arm so hard that I nearly screamed, I had to be certain that I wasn't just dreaming; it was real, damn ... real! I bind her hands together, pulling her soft luscious panties down to the floor. Her pussy is a work of art, the perfect lips forming a sensuous kiss. Oh God, she looks so tight and magnificent, I think to myself, as I lead her into the kitchen. Once there, I force her to bend down, tying her ankles to the dinner table. I blindfold her with the tea towel. “You're in for a beautiful surprise S,” I tell her, grinning from ear to ear. The room is dead quiet, the only noise is her heavy breathing from the anticipation of my next move. After taking my time to admire her fine artisan figure, I stand close to her, not making a single sound. She whimpers, jolts, as my fingers send her tight pussy into a spasm. I take time to stroke up and down the gorgeous slit, before inserting the fingers deep down. I massage her cherry-like clit, taking car not to pop it. She whimpers softly, as the realm of her womanhood begins to moisten, begins to swell, like an oasis in the desert. I taste the culinary delights of her pussy discharge; a heavenly taste on the tongue for any man. The taste, the aroma, the finesse, all serve to unleash the beast inside me. I have three fingers deep inside, my other hand busy with holding her head down. Her breathing becomes even more heavier as my fingers gain momentum inside the vacuous cave of her dripping cunt. I suddenly stop what I'm doing. I bend down far enough to kiss and lick the backs of her knees, working my way up to her silky smooth thighs, to the ...