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Chapter four

A bottle of wine in hand, I knocked on the door at 11:00 AM. I didn’t hear anything, but I noticed that there was a note on the door. “Hey, Marlene! Come in and follow your way to heaven,” it said. I almost laughed at what the postman delivering her mail must have thought if he’d read that.

I opened the door. Clothing had been dropped on the floor making a pathway leading to the bedroom. There lay a pair of jeans, a tight-knit black top and sheer underwear. I twirled the bra on my hand, until I picked up her panties and saw that they were soiled on the inside. I could smell her sex, and the scent was an intoxicating elixir that had me crawling on my hands and knees.

I was a little hesitant at the bedroom door, but I finally took a deep breath and opened it. I just stood there for a moment, gaping. Carol was tied to the bed wearing a blindfold. There was a glistening wetness circling her nipples with this faint smell of strawberries. I followed that scent. She had obviously made herself into a sensual offering that I was never going to back down from.

“I’ve been tied up like this for about two hours. I thought that you would never get here. I hope that you’re hungry. The pie on the menu is strawberry with this sweet syrup that needs to be coaxed from the center.” I stared at her and ran my eyes over her curves. Then I climbed onto the bed, stripping off my jeans and very thin tee shirt. I spread her legs and she willingly complied, until she was in the position where her lips split down the middle.

“I feel a little guilty about Mark,” I mumbled kind of half-heartedly. “I promised myself that I wouldn’t be some kind of home wrecker…”

But I couldn’t resist. The blood-red sheets underneath her body only made her look that much more delicious. The sight of her was an aphrodisiac that had me creaming down the inside of my thighs.

Her voice was sultry. “I thought that I would make myself irresistible for you. You obviously have reservations and I was hoping to put them to rest once and for all. Don’t worry about my husband. I’m sure that if he was here, he would be the first one to stand at the foot of the bed and watch us in action.”

I wasn’t sure if I agreed with her, but I couldn’t exactly deny myself the possibility of something sweet tickling my palate.

I touched her mound and she shivered. She made this moan of desire that came from the fact that I was tracing my finger down the lips and over her clit. I found her opening and I dipped into the wetness. I could feel the heat surround that digit and it pulled me into the depths of her.

“I think I knew that this was where we were going to end up from the moment that I met you. The way that Mark talks about you doesn’t do you justice.” Her words came between breathless sighs.

I put my lips on her bald, smooth mound, licked in a circle, but didn’t get close enough to touch her clit. Her breathing was ragged now. “I didn’t take you for the kind of girl that would be a tease, but I like it.”

“I like to play with my food before I devour it, Carol.” Since she was tied up, I felt she was a captive audience. I could do anything I wanted. Being able to touch her when she wasn’t able to touch me gave me a giddy little thrill. I felt powerful. I tickled her clit with my tongue for a moment; little whispery flicks. I could taste the sweetness of strawberry mixed with her own special muskiness. It was the most delicious thing I’d eaten in my life! Little guttural grunts escaped her lips as I whipped my tongue around greedily inside her. Her hands gripped my hair, pulling as she writhed and arched her body, grinding her hips further into my mouth. My tongue lashed more and more ferociously, sucking deeply those delectable juices of hers.

I was on my knees in front of her with my ass up in the air. I licked a straight line down from her clit to her gaping hole. I didn’t even give her a chance to be ready for it. With her hands outstretched and handcuffed to the bedpost, it was easy for her to let go of any inhibitions she may have had.

She spoke huskily. “I’ve needed this for so long… Yes…fuck me with that nice long tongue of yours, Marlene. Let that thick cream gush into your mouth and satisfy your curiosity once and for all. Yes… fuck me. Get in there fucking deep and hold still…yes…like that…oh my god.” She came off the mattress with her body bowed and she screamed, so loud that I worried that the neighbors might call the police.

I held her down as best as I could, but she was a wild filly that had yet to be tamed. Her entire body was trembling, shaking from the intensity of the moment. This was an awe inspiring experience. I felt truly honored.

My tongue was moving at a very fast pace and there was very little that I could do to keep up with how fast that hot cream pushed between my lips. My tongue was inundated with that sweetness and I savored every single drop, until I managed to finally pull myself away.

I crawled up to her like a tiger after its prey, never losing eye contact and seeing that she was still enjoying the aftermath of what I had done. I kissed her lips and let her taste herself. Our tongues played along the edges of our lips. She was pretty much at my mercy with no energy to speak of. She had no way to fight me off or show any kind of resistance.

With feather-like touches, I grazed her nipples with my own and then I slid my thighs up along her stomach leaving a trail of my wetness in my wake. My thighs were quivering at the very idea that I was going to make her give me that pleasure that was going to make me scream with the kind of sound that only dogs could hear.

My thighs were over her head and my pussy dripped a little bit of excitement onto her mouth. Her tongue came out to lick at those errant drops, and her sighs told me that this was exactly what she wanted. “This is what you want? You do want me to sit on your face?” She nodded her head with enthusiasm. I slowly brought forth the object of her desire.

At the first feel of her tongue, I had to grasp onto the headboard to brace myself from falling over. I heard her murmur of delight, as she dug in to the source of my sexual heat. It burned her tongue, but the fire in her eyes made for the perfect combination.

My speech came in uneven spurts. “I just want to feel good, but I get this feeling that I’m going to feel a whole lot more than that with…YOU.” I moved my body down onto her and grinded in a circle. Her tongue was deep inside and I was now bouncing up and down like a pogo stick. “I want to cum and leave a glaze of sweetness on your lips. You really do know how to satisfy a woman. I’m sure that any man would be catnip to a girl like you.” I found myself overwhelmed; completely at my wit’s end, and I grabbed onto her hair and pressed her face harder against me.

She mumbled something, but it wasn’t anything that I could understand.

“You are doing it right…so fucking right…fuck…fuck…fuck.” This was a litany of dirty talk and every word that came out of my mouth was brought forth by her tongue making its own special mark. Speaking of Mark, I could see his smiling face in a photograph by the bed and I had to turn away in disgust by my behavior. I thought that that would deter me from getting off, but that wasn’t how this played out.

From the way that she talked to the way that she moved, she had me wrapped around her finger. I felt like I was at home and I came with a pounding drum in my head. My orgasm rocked my body, sending shockwave after crippling shockwave. I screamed with pure pleasure.

Flopping to the side I lay there sizzling. I wanted to take a picture for posterity, so that I could always remember the way that this moment felt. I had always been too scared to face my hidden desires. She had seen right through me and had guided me with a helpful hand into another type of loving.

I untied her hands. She curled up into my arms with her tongue lazily licking at my right nipple. “I’m so glad that you came into our lives. I want you to come back tomorrow night. Mark will be out with the boys playing poker.” I’d heard about those poker games and knew that sometimes they lasted into the wee hours of the morning. “This time, I’m going to tie you down and enjoy myself by taking my time. I’m also going to blindfold you, so that your only way to know what is going on is to use your other senses.” I thought that I could say no, but all I could do was nod my head.

Chapter five

Fiery flames, thick smoke and errant sparks surrounded us. The blistering heat was excruciating. But the adrenaline-charge I felt at being in the middle of it was exhilarating. I had the water hose in my hand feeling the pump of that important liquid flowing through to the other side. It was hard to keep ahold of it, but Mark was right there to help me. The fire was blazing out of control. The fire was spreading across the ceiling quickly. Something was obviously feeding this living entity.

“We can do this, Marlene. We have to, or it’s going to spread to the surrounding houses and create a domino effect. We need to keep it right here in the garage.” We were surrounded by smoke. The only thing that was keeping us from succumbing to smoke inhalation were the masks of oxygen over our faces. I could feel the heat singeing the tips of my hair. The blast penetrated into my clothing, and made me sweat something fierce.

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