by FlamberBruh January 28, 2021
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I gave Rachel the old slip finger last night. Well that ended everything.
I took my changes with the slip finger on Cathy last night and she took two knuckles.
I took my changes with the slip finger on Cathy last night and she took two knuckles.
by Eaton Holgoode February 8, 2018
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After I was completely naked, she sat me down, handcuffed my wrists behind the chair, and used nylon rope to tie my ankles to each chair leg. She stood up and looked down at me, smiling and looking amazing in her sports bra and short shorts. She held her index finger in front of me. “One finger. That’s all I need to make you cum.” She read the puzzled expression on my face.
“Oh, you don’t believe me? Why don’t we make a wager. If I make you cum within 5 minutes, I’ll leave you here for the next hour.” My heart stopped for a split second.
“If I don’t…” she leaned in to whisper in my ear “I’ll let you handcuff me instead.” My jaw dropped at the idea of being able to turn the tables on her.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then?” she said, smirking. I nodded, although my throbbing ejection may have been clouding my judgment.
“All right,” she pointed to the clock. “Your 5 minutes start now.” She leaned over, her face just in front of mine. With just her index finger, she started slowly and lightly stroking my cock from my shaft to the tip. It felt great, and it made my wrists and ankles twitch against my binds, but I didn’t see how she was going to make me cum from it.
She then gave me 5 quick, hard finger strokes from the bottom to the top of the underside of my erection. She suddenly stopped stroking me, stepped back, folded her arms and beamed. “You lose!”
After I was completely naked, she sat me down, handcuffed my wrists behind the chair, and used nylon rope to tie my ankles to each chair leg. She stood up and looked down at me, smiling and looking amazing in her sports bra and short shorts. She held her index finger in front of me. “One finger. That’s all I need to make you cum.” She read the puzzled expression on my face.
“Oh, you don’t believe me? Why don’t we make a wager. If I make you cum within 5 minutes, I’ll leave you here for the next hour.” My heart stopped for a split second.
“If I don’t…” she leaned in to whisper in my ear “I’ll let you handcuff me instead.” My jaw dropped at the idea of being able to turn the tables on her.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then?” she said, smirking. I nodded, although my throbbing ejection may have been clouding my judgment.
“All right,” she pointed to the clock. “Your 5 minutes start now.” She leaned over, her face just in front of mine. With just her index finger, she started slowly and lightly stroking my cock from my shaft to the tip. It felt great, and it made my wrists and ankles twitch against my binds, but I didn’t see how she was going to make me cum from it.
She then gave me 5 quick, hard finger strokes from the bottom to the top of the underside of my erection. She suddenly stopped stroking me, stepped back, folded her arms and beamed. “You lose!”
I was confused, I didn’t feel an orgasm coming on, although I did feel a tingling vibration along my cock following each of her strokes. But then, a few seconds later, I felt 5 consecutive huge waves of internal pressure ripple through my cock. She somehow made my cock have a delayed reaction! Her finger job had sent me over the edge! I tried to hold it in, but I could feel the inevitable orgasm overpowering me.
“No, wait!” I cried out. But it was no use. The orgasm hit me hard, sending geysers of cum spurting out of my vibrating cock, my wrists and ankles twitching and writhing as I involuntarily bucked against the cuffs and rope that held me in place. She laughed sexily as I came for the next 60 seconds, adding to my arousal. It felt so good, I didn’t even mind the fact that I lost the bet. But then it subsided.
“Told ya so.” she said.
“Babe,” I began pleading with her, “could you please just let this one slide?”
She put her hands on my knees and leaned in close to my face, smirking. “Tell me, babe, if I lost the bet, would you pass up the chance to put me in cuffs?” I just sat there silently, knowing she was right.
She nodded. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.” She leaned in to whisper in my ear again. “But don’t worry, babe. When I come back for you in an hour, we can go for round 2.”
She kissed me on the lips, winked, turned around, making sure to give me a beautiful rear view of her body, flipped the lights off and closed the door behind her.
“No, wait!” I cried out. But it was no use. The orgasm hit me hard, sending geysers of cum spurting out of my vibrating cock, my wrists and ankles twitching and writhing as I involuntarily bucked against the cuffs and rope that held me in place. She laughed sexily as I came for the next 60 seconds, adding to my arousal. It felt so good, I didn’t even mind the fact that I lost the bet. But then it subsided.
“Told ya so.” she said.
“Babe,” I began pleading with her, “could you please just let this one slide?”
She put her hands on my knees and leaned in close to my face, smirking. “Tell me, babe, if I lost the bet, would you pass up the chance to put me in cuffs?” I just sat there silently, knowing she was right.
She nodded. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.” She leaned in to whisper in my ear again. “But don’t worry, babe. When I come back for you in an hour, we can go for round 2.”
She kissed me on the lips, winked, turned around, making sure to give me a beautiful rear view of her body, flipped the lights off and closed the door behind her.
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