The strawberry Turns to be Piece Of Candy Sour

Chapter 4: A romantic Moment

John reposes softly on my shoulder, allowing me getting used to his contact. Instantly I stop banging sticks together. Softly he withdraw my neck's hair and begin to kiss it softly. Meanwhile his hands go over my waist from above to downwards. Right after having traveled the length of my neck in kisses. He make me turn with his hands to be left of front each other. If his kisses to neck were soft his lips in my mouth went loudly and plaintiffs. More than an interchange between the lips, the threshold savoring my mouth's each corner. I try to reciprocate but I did not can. Simply, I have leave me going down before the force of his request. The one thing one my mind Is how managing to translate the total of the sensations to define the moment as, THAN RICH!. The complicated sensations, fortresses and intense; The brain processes them so that it be sentiments and no the word on you dominate. His hands masterly went over everything my back. His fingers fanned, knocking untouched, each centimeter. While my hands followed his example in the back of him. Almost always we used the effect of mirror between John and me. This is, - so good- we repeated the type of caresses that we were receiving of the other one.

Right after separating our bodies, taking a step backwards, He laid his hands in my belly, getting them up to my chests. John massage my tits, delicately and continue opened the first two buttons of my blouse. I hush my self a littler to bring his head near, beginning to kiss his neck and going down to the center of his chests. John hinder to kiss my neck in that moments. I giving in to intoxicate with his sweat's mixture with the smell his perfume. He smell as a man than take oneself with care. One of his hands is heading for the part between my legs. Without meaning to, I close my eyes and I recline in the desk's chair and I open a little my legs. Even though my jeans does not allow feeling all the force of his hand, that does not impede that he allow to take for my desire. John run his hand through the back but this time I feel his closed fist. He give me curiosity, but I am not going to be given that the mind divagate in something else that my need to enjoy the moment.

As if he would have read my thought, his body reacts with another iron and long kiss. While we kissed John move his body and make mine move little too by his right. Mmmm! We were heading for the bed. We did not bring near, but we did not get to touch the bed with our body. Next, with great precision John began to kiss me in the forehead, nose, chin, in the chest. He bend down himself, taking my waist with his hands and kiss me in the belly. Reducing even more, he kneel down before me and Kiss me between the legs, next the thighs and knees. If sometime I have felt like a goddess, before I do not remember it. But that sensation was rapidly substituted by suffocating heat. I feel ashamed. Rapidly I kneel down also, in order that our mouths fit on the same level and could have corresponded to him. At last, I see what John support in the hand, some belts come from cloth. So ready I'm, I will fall for the seduction of the bondage. With some fear but secure at the same time I begin of unbuttoning my blouse impatiently. With an amazing velocity, John move to be located my side and take my hands. John proceed to take them to my back. I did not do you resistance. I am not going to deny that I like to have sex that way. Part of or sexual games. At times I do myself submissive, in another one I offer a little resistance. Sometimes I keep any piece of clothing or shoes when we have sex. It seems like today John will be with the pieces of lead bet. So ready I sense that John have insured my hands, I try to get up. Whereat, without mediating word, he put some force on my shoulders with its hands. John with this gesture make sure that I will not arise.

I put a little interrogating expression in my face. To that facial expression, John react simply by kissing and engaging in caressing again. Even though I stick at doubt I do not ask John, the fact of the matter is that I dislike to talk when I am excited because my raucous voice gives me away. Besides I talk so much all the times, Why I will like to talk my a intimate moments? If I dislike something is that talk bed when I am having sex. The sex is for feeling it, you do not stop to tell it. John kiss me and his lascivious hands make me forget the question when you are going to help to take off my pants.

Right now I am feeling humid, In one way, John, do not give me enough stimulated to be able to have an orgasm. I do not ask, I will not ask, but!: "Please, the pair of pants."

But the answer is not anything of what I was expecting: Oh, Mmm, that will have to wait.
What! I shout at him: WAIT FOR WHAT?

John is ignorant of the shout and simply it continues strapping my hands to the ankles. This time not so voluntarily. I try to do him force, but it out result. Right now my hands are tied one with the other. And John pass the cloth between my ankles joining them. Next I connect one with the other one, doing impossibility that may incorporate or walking.