It was getting late. The sun could be seen disappearing below the horizon through the window. Two women sat upon a couch in a dimly lit room, made only a little brighter by a television in front of them. Cindy, the thinner of the two, peered down between her bangs at a book she had been clutching for the past hour. She appeared to be completely engrossed with the story she had found. Olivia, the more voluptuous of the two, was not even half as captivated by the television she had been watching that night. She kept attempting to make conversation with Olivia but only elicited basic "yeah, nah" responses.
Olivia whipped her head to the side while flicking at her blonde locks to cast them over the back of the couch before slipping a glance Cindy's way. "Hey Candy." She referred to Cindy by her nickname, "Let me tie you up tonight. I've got a surprise for you..~" She mentioned in a more seductive tone. Cindy didn't glance up from her book but nodded, "Yeah sure, sounds great Liv." Olivia frowned for a moment at the lack of excitement, but took the victory. She then stood up, "Alright, I'll go get the necessities~" She cooed as she skipped happily out of the room.
A brief period of time passed before Olivia returned and leaned into the back of Cindy's head. Her well endowed chest rested neatly onto the top of Cindy's scalp. She allowed gravity to weigh them down while her delicate hands kneaded into her friend's aching shoulders. She leaned in and whispered softly into Cindy's ear, "Ready to get started, Candy..~?" She asked seductively before dragging her articulate tongue along the back of her ear.
Cindy shivered and dropped her book into her lap. It closed when it landed, causing her to huff out of mild frustration. "Ugh, I don't remember what page I was on.." She said before looking back and up at her friend, "Okay okay. You've got me all riled up.." She said with a soft giggle as she stood up from the couch and walked around to the back, "So, where are we playing tonight..~?" she asked with a wink.
Olivia smirked and grabbed Cindy by the hips. She tugged on her sharply, spinning her around and thrusted her hips forward, causing the thinner woman to stumble forward and over the back of the couch. The sofa that the two were utilizing was partially a futon. The back was a row of perpendicular vertical bars with a larger horizontal bar at the top and base. Cindy could feel the sudden application of silk smooth bindings crossing over her lower back and around the bars to keep the core of her body in place.
Cindy bit her lip and glanced back at her friend, "Ouuu.. We haven't used the couch yet.. Have you been planning this..?" She asked as she leaned forward and reached for the base of the back bars. Olivia carefully bound her wrists to the base of the sofa's back, leaving her bent completely forward in the most unceremonious fashion. "Oh, I've been waiting for this for a looooong time." Olivia replied, giving Cindy a firm slap across her ass. The abrupt strike elicited a whimpering moan to escape her lips. She couldn't help but bite onto her lower lip now as her thighs spread instinctively.
Olivia took this opportunity to tie her legs in place now at their spread position, leaving Cindy completely vulnerable. She struck Cindy's ass once more and reached between her cheeks to slip her middle and index finger along the length of her now quivering slit. "Ouuu.. Getting wet, are we..?" She asked proudly. She continued to slide those two digits back and forth, feeling the soaking flesh begin to drip between her digits. She then slowly withdrew the fingers and gave them a long savory lick. "Mmmmm.. Yeah, you're ready.. Now, you just wait here, Candy.. And I'll go fetch your 'surprise'.." She said quietly. Silence filled the room soon after her soft treading footsteps echoed down the hall and into her bedroom.
Soon, much heavier and louder steps echoed from down the hall behind her. Cindy didn't recognize it right away. She couldn't turn her head to look far enough back to see who approached either. The steps grew louder and louder, it was the unmistakable sound of bare feet pattering towards her. The heavy footfalls suddenly stopped, she could feel the vibrations of the final steps behind her. Her knees quaked a little, "Okay, you're being weird now Liv.." She said quietly, with a tinge of nervous laughter clinging in her throat. Suddenly large powerful hands gripped at either side of her hips. These were not feminine hands.
A powerful man stood behind her. He did not appear particularly muscular but something about the atmosphere gave a zero tolerance vibe. Dark hues gazed down at the back of the offering as his voice spoke softly, and confidently, "Well well well.. What have we hear..?" Cindy suddenly snapped up against the bindings but found herself unable to move, "Marek? W-what are you doing? Where's Liv?"
Marek leaned down load, pressing his chest against her back as his lips neared her ears, "She won't be joining us for a bit.. But don't worry, she asked me to take good care of you, Candy.." It was then that she felt a large rod slide down between her nethers. An immense rod that radiated a great amount of heat nestled sweetly between her cheeks and pressed against her pucker and folds simultaneously.
Cindy quivered and her knees buckled. Were it not for the bindings she would have instantly fallen to the floor. Despite the timid protest, her body's need betrayed her. Slick juices rand down her thighs as the moment was drawn out and her body hungrily ached to be fed the massive pole that presented itself behind her. She absentmindedly shifted her hips from side to side and began very lightly bouncing on the balls of her feet. Her tight cheeks slid up and down along the length of that member, sending shivers down her own spine.
Marek let out a deep chuckle as he reached between her thighs with one hand and pressed his index and middle finger against and then beyond her soft petals, feeling her warm insides. "Mmmm.. So wet.. Yeah she was right, you're ready for a good breeding.." He uttered as his hips rocked back and slid every inch slowly along and away from her body. She started to speak up in protest, "Breeding? Wait wait wait, that's not what I-" but before she could finish his other hand reached around and snuffed out the rest of the sentence. She moaned softly into the hand of her captor as that bulbous head pressed tenderly against her splayed folds.
Marek spread his feet out just enough to firmly plant himself as his hips rocked forward and the crown of his member eased itself against her folds. He felt the tight warm and moist embrace of that hungering maw practically suction to his meat as he leaned his weight into it. Very slowly, agonizingly so, he slid into her. He made sure she felt every inch of that turgid staff fill her love hole. "Ngh.. Yeah, you're tight.. You're going to catch every ounce of my cum, Candy.." Cindy moaned out in reply as her eyes rolled back. Her body spasmed slightly as her toes began to curl and her fingers gripped around the bars of the couch frame.
Cindy leaned back against Marek's aggression, needing his filling girth to throb inside of her. She could feel the pulsating pole press outward against her insides. The engorged shaft and it's various veins pumped blood with a fierce intensity as he neared the base of his member. He abruptly shoved himself completely to the hilt, burying his bone deep between her clenching walls. The tip of his spear pressed almost painfully against her cervix, threatening to penetrate the thin veil protecting her womb. His hips slowly drew back, all the way back to the tip before slamming completely back in. The harsh thrust forced a soft screaming moan into his hand. "That's right.. Enjoy it Candy.. Let me hear how badly you want it.." he said, contradictory to the way he stifled her speech.
The hand which held her mouth silent pulled back a bit, bending her neck back and forcing her to look up to the ceiling as he braced himself and began gyrating his hips more quickly. Like a powerful piston jamming back and forth within it's cylinder he fed his rod to the hilt and back to the tip repeatedly. Her body slammed against the back of the couch with each thrust, causing the furniture to creak beneath their combined weight. She whimpered with each thrust, her voice coming out as a muffled vibration against his masking fingertips. She could feel his needy rod throbbing, heralding the approach of his climax.
Marek brought his free hand back and slammed it into her ass sharply. The thunderclap echoed in the living room as he clenched his hand around the red palm print. She let out a soft cry of pleasure into his hand at the rough spank as her knees wobbled side to side, attempting to give way but the bindings still wouldn't allow her to sink to the floor. Her knuckles whitened from gripping the bars so tightly as her tight cunt was abused by his engorged rod. Her body leaned back still, begging for him. She moaned into his hands, kissing gently against the palm now as a clear indicator of her desires.