December 3, 2006
Guilty Pleasure
The man looked up at me with guilty pleasure. His buttocks were turned towards me, and he was completely naked and uncertain. He was turned slightly to the side, and his long chestnut hair hung over one eye. The other clear blue eye watched me intently.
Of course, what guy wouldn't watch me? I was dressed only in a garter belt, my hair done up in a severe bun. My considerable assets were there for him to see.
A bag hung off one of the bed posts and I held a long tube in my hands. I twirled the hose, and his eyes followed the movement. I raised one slender leg and placed a foot on the side of the bed. His eyes got wider, and he was almost panting with desire.
'You want me to stick this tube up your ass, don't you?' I crooned. I leaned over even further, until my breasts were dangling in his face. He licked his lips and nodded his head eagerly.
'Of course you do,' I continued, using my free hand to wipe the hair from his eyes. He had such piercing blue eyes, almost glacial, and it was a waste to have them covered by hair.
I inserted the tube into his asshole slowly. Too fast and the muscles would contract and cramp, causing him intense pain. The pain was part of the pleasure, but he was a first timer, and I didn't want to scare him away.
His eyes became wider, and he groaned with pleasure. I smiled, knowing he was on the verge of being a repeat customer. Hell, maybe I'd keep him for myself. God knew he was pretty enough. His body was tightly muscled, and his eyes were to die for.
I stood up and admired the view for a moment, before I started to pump him full of warm soapy water.
He let out another groan, and tried to sit up, but I placed a hand on his chest and gently pushed him down and waved a long nailed finger at him.
'No one goes until I tell them too, Tiger,' I explained in a sultry voice. His face contorted in panic for a second, but he lay back down anyways. I continued to administer the fluid watching as he squirmed and tried to stay put. I smiled silkily at him, and watched as a bead of sweat traversed his face.
This one was coming back for sure, I thought.
He's a keeper.









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