1. Young Bank Teller


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 58.3, Source: sexstories.com

    other hand around her face, stifling her sudden shrieks for help and covering her nose so she can't draw breath for more. I lift her two inches off the floor this way and carry her to the bedroom, she is unable to land a good kick on my shins before I back into a room off the hallway and kicks the door shut. I push her down onto the bed and straddles her stomach, pinning her elbows down with my knees. I gag her anyway, with a towel from the nightstand within my reach. I look hungrily at her chest and she realizes her nipples are still erect. I begin to lightly caress them through the shirt and a whimper escapes from behind her gag. She feels my erection against her stomach. She tries to convince herself it is pure terror that makes her squirm under me and make high, soft noises in her throat. I let up on her arms with my knees but immediately capture her wrists in my hands and uses them to twist her onto her stomach. I grab a belt from a pile of clothes on the floor next to the couch and tie her hands together behind her back. I drags her over to the couch and straddles her again, sitting on her thighs. Now that I can take my time, I savor it. With a devilish grin I slowly drag the hem of her shirt up. I pull it until the whole thing is over her head and behind her neck. My fingers leave trails of fire on her skin as they move around her sides to her back, where I locate her bra and deftly unclasps it, pulling the whole thing up to join her shirt. Now in addition to her ...
    wrists being bound together, her elbows are trapped by all that fabric, making her back arch and her now-naked breasts push forward. She hasn't felt so vulnerable in her life. Mu eyes are almost feral now. They flash fire as I lean forward to engulf her left nipple in my mouth. My nimble fingers knead the other one. By now she is not struggling. I'm thinking she is just trying to get this over with so I would leave. In reality her movements are thick with lust, her thoughts of fighting back drowned out by the throbbing of her clit. My tongue swirls around the nipple. I draw it taut between my teeth before letting it go. I growl deeply, sending a shiver through her, and begin suckling the other nipple and fumbling at my belt. Soon my fingers are sliding down, further, further, until one slides a little too easily between her pussy lips and my face registers surprise. I study her face again. She realizes she is blushing furiously. What is she thinking? This is rape! This is illegal and immoral! I'm the one who should be embarrassed, not her! I have a knowing smile now as my fingers double their efforts. The music's driving beat seems to guide my actions. Her skirt and panties are on the floor in a matter of seconds. I flip her over and lay her lengthwise so that her face is pushed into the couch and her ass is in the air. She can tell what's coming by the way my weight shifts on the cushions behind her but it still makes her jump when my tongue lands on her clit and slides up, up, ...
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