Ruby’s Tale, or, How Their Love Affair Began
They met for the first time on the square downtown, never having actually seen each other in person before. They had set up the date via the internet, and he had driven a couple hundred miles to be with her that day. Ruby came right from work, still wearing her tasteful business woman’s attire. It was their first date.
“When did you get in?” Ruby gushed. Her eyes were dancing with excitement.
“About an hour ago.” he said, not hiding his quick appraisal of her full-figured abundance.
At his suggestion, they walked to a nearby hotel, intending to have a few cocktails and get acquainted. They crossed the lobby and went up the stairs to the lounge on the arcade level. He drank in the generous sway of her buttocks as they climbed the stairs. “My-my!” he thought.
As they sipped their cocktails, their eyes were aflame and it was as if the whole preliminary phase of their get-together was completely unnecessary. They both knew what they wanted to do.
“I have a surprise,” he said. “I’ve rented a room in this hotel ... shall we go up?”
When they were alone in the elevator, their tongues entwined, his hands gripping Ruby’s buttocks.
As they stepped out of the elevator, he stopped her, holding her still as he pressed himself against her backside. His hands came up under her arms to her breasts and his hard-on was snug against the crack of her ass as he bit her neck. When he rapidly tied the blindfold over her eyes, the game was definitely ON ... !
Entering the room, he commanded her to strip while she was still blindfolded ... he noted the trembling of her hands as she removed her clothing, and how unsteady she was stepping out of her panties, almost clumsy what with not being able to see either him or the room. When she was totally naked, he stepped close to her and guided her hands to his own clothing, so that she could strip him as well.
And when Ruby finally went to her knees to pull down his briefs, she could not resist letting her face brush against his bared arousal, wanting so much to touch and feel what she could not see. He took hold of her hair and pulled her back away from his stiffened cock and hanging balls ... it hurt a bit to have her hair pulled that way, but it was also terrifically arousing!
“Not yet, you trashy pig ... I’m going to break in that big ass of yours first!”
Ruby could hear the zipper as he opened his special bag, and when he bound her with chords, spread-eagled on her belly to the bed with her ass cheeks prominently upturned and wholly vulnerable, the chords he bound her with caught at her wrists and ankles when she tried to pull against them ... her only recourse was to stay completely relaxed and fully extended, else those bindings would bite.
He commenced a firm but restrained flogging of her buttocks, causing her big cheeks to dance and redden beneath his special leather flogger. She maintained her relaxed posture despite the increasing tempo of his flogger’s impacts, not wanting those chords to tighten painfully ... the heat from his strokes spread across her dancing hips and went deep between them. She could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter and she moaned as she slipped deeper and deeper under the spell of his carefully erotic beating ... like the hair-pulling, it hurt a bit, but it was far more arousing than painful!
“OH! Please ... ” Ruby groaned, “fuck me now! fuck my ass! give me
that cock!”
He teased her by trailing the leather straps of the flogger lightly over her reddened buttocks, then down between them, causing her burning cheeks to tighten in appreciation. Then he turned the handle end of the flogger around and goosed her gently in the crack of her ass with it.
“Gonna need a little grease on the butt-end, I see,” he said.