Wednesday, July 8, 2009

The Table, Part Three

As the evening progressed she found herself being used many times over. At one point her legs and arms had been untied and she was hoisted on to her knees with her ass propped into the air. Hands on her hair and hips, guiding her back and forth. With each thrust into her pussy, the cock in her mouth would push deep into her throat. She had no idea how much time she spend kneeling on that table nor how many people had used her.

She felt a hand on her back pushing her down onto the table and she was left. The noise in the room dissipated as the smoke started to clear. Her mind wandering as she felt her body relax. She knew she was not allowed to remove the blindfold until she was told.

As she was on the verge of falling asleep she felt a hand on her thigh, sliding up slowly. Moaning softly she opened her legs.

To be continued.

12 comments:

  1. These little vignettes are wonderfully short, a great tease to a bigger image.

    Thanks!

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  2. Wow. This is very good! Better be a part 4 :-P

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  3. I feel like I was there with you. And wish I was.
    XX

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  4. It's about time I added you to my reader :-)
    ...and after reading this post (wow, hubba hubba), I don't think it will take me long to catch up!

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  5. "Good bread, good meat, good gosh, let's EAT ! "

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  6. I love it, as usual. Maybe I'll be the next one to be blindfolded...

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  7. I'm sorry, I can't come over here anymore. I think I'm dehydrated.

    Wil Harrison.com

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  8. Oh man! You sure know how to use the hook...

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  9. Many, many times??

    I love this...the serving and using goes hand in hand...yes?

    Mwah baby!

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  10. And then what happens??? You are such a tease girlfriend ;-)

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  11. Always leaving the mind hanging... great story...

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