Leigh lay on the fire engine red satin sheets, trembling in anticipation and a touch of fear. Of course, she couldn't tell the sheets were a screaming shade of red, because of the deep blue silk blindfold that hid her large almond shaped green eyes from the already darkened bedroom.
Leigh first met Kyle online, when she ran a search on her hometown and age group. While she was nineteen and Kyle was twenty-one, it didn't matter to Leigh because he was great at cyber sex. Although it's common knowledge that meeting people from the Internet is highly dangerous and completely inadvisable, Kyle convinced her to meet him in the woods. That had been last night, if Leigh was calculating correctly. She hadn't even seen him before the blindfold was slipped over her eyes, the matching gag tied between her jaws and knotted behind her head.
She lay now stretched out on the large bed in complete and utter silence. Her slim tanned arms were tied firmly together and above her head, though not stretched uncomfortably. Despite the hostile welcome she had received, Kyle had expressed interest in this sort of sex during one of their online conversations and Leigh had a gut instinct that Kyle had no intention of hurting her...well, on a long term basis at least. Leigh could tell she was alone in the bed, and that her thick white-blonde hair in it's shiny curls was loose around her face and that she surprisingly wasn't naked. Leigh could feel a garter belt, lace-topped stockings, lacy thong panties, and a demi-cup bra. The bottom half of the bra was smooth cool satin, white the top half was delicate lace. She sensed his presence in the room the minute Kyle entered, however quiet he managed to keep. Leigh lay very still, as she suddenly realized that perhaps she had been wrong about Kyle's intentions. He chuckled lowly from across the room and took a few steps towards the bed where Leigh lay in her wanton position. The gag was no longer in her mouth, so she asked him what he planned to do to her.
"You just relax honey and learn. School is in session."
Leigh felt the cool, impersonal touch of leather on her ankles as experienced hands slid their way up her stockinged legs, until her panties were eased slowly down her ankles and tossed aside to whereabouts unknown. Leigh had been paying it cool, but Kyle found her partially shaved pussy wet and welcoming to his breath as her inched his mouth to her opening and blew...Leigh bit down on her lower lip and moaned quietly.
"Ever been fisted darlin'?" he had a sexy southern twang, that spoke straight sex. She shook her head timidly, not sure if she wanted to be. Leigh didn't have any choice though. Kyle flipped her onto her stomach carefully folded a fluffy pillow in half under her stomach, leaving both her pussy and asshole open to any curious probing. Leigh arched her back sensually as one gloved finger slid deep inside her, right up to his knuckle. He bent his finger, stretching the walls of her dripping cunt. He withdrew hid finger and sucked it, enjoying her musky flavor and that of new leather. Without a hint of gentility or even a warning, he slammed two fingers up her pussy, quickly pushing them in and out in a vigorous finger-fuck, and before Leigh could catch her breath, he had three, then four gloved fingers bending and twisting inside her tight walls and she bucked, letting out a cry of frustration.
Kyle curled up the four fingers inside of her, creating a mini-fist that gave Leigh such a sensation that she felt herself beginning to come. Kyle felt her pussy tightening around his fingers and yanked them out, whispering that it wasn't time yet. The leather of his four fingers was wet and shiny with Leigh's juices and some dripped onto his wrist. He caught the drop with his tongue, and, savoring the flavor, made a fist. Going knuckles first, he pushed and shoved the leather-clad fist into Leigh. She gasped and moaned loudly, arching her back and trying to come. Kyle wasn't finished yet.
Using the strength of his forearms, he pushed firmly and slowly, letting her take his hand in to well about the wrist. She came, thrashing the slick sheets and screaming like a banshee. Kyle began pumping with his fist and Leigh did her best to use her hips. She was spent, and lay depleted on the sheets. It was only seconds after the fist was withdrawn from her battered pussy that she felt something cold, very cold, touching her anus. It was Kyle's finger, without the glove but damp from her cum. He poked his way gently into her asshole, lubing the opening generously, trying to stretch with his fingers.
The new sensation aroused Leigh and she tossed her head, causing her curly mane of hair to bounce enticingly. Before she could prepare or brace herself, Leigh felt the swollen, throbbing head of Kyle cock at her asshole, pushing and probing with sexual desperation. Leigh's ass was never usually used for anything except shitting, but she adjusted and found the feeling of being totally filled and inhabited tantalizing. So did Kyle...his hips slammed into her tanned butt cheeks with randy force, and Leigh cried out in pain and intense pleasure.
Kyle blew a good sized load of steaming cum into her rectum and as soon as he withdrew himself, bent to lick the length of her ass crack to lap up the excess fluids. Once more, Leigh was turned on her stomach, and although she felt his weight on the bed, she didn't feel Kyle on her skin. It took her a moment to realize he was standing above her, with one foot on either side of her stomach. The image of him, standing with his already half-aroused dick dangling just a little ways above her head turned her on.
She could feel the trickle of wetness begin to douse her aroused pussy again. He knew what she wanted, and Leigh knew he knew. As he dropped to his knees straddling her neck, he mouth rose up to meet his now fully erect prick midair and take the whole thing down her throat in one swallow. He pumped his hips in and out of her velvety wet mouth and groaned as she licked delicately at his swollen head and suckled a few drops of precum. He felt his calves tighter around her shoulders as she took him into her mouth again, skimming her teeth very lightly over the sensitive flesh that filled her mouth, while letting the underside of his prick rub her tongue.
She closed her lips tightly over his hard meat and created a torturous suction within her mouth, building pressure against his head. When she let up a little and blew lightly to create a sensation of warm and cool air against his cock. He came fast a furious, taking fistfuls of her silky hair and he tried to get as much of himself inside her mouth as physically possible, and he blew the hugest load he could ever remember doing. Leigh sucked greedily at his penis and swallowed ounce after ounce of hot semen, savoring the salty taste and enjoying the way it filled her stomach.
She let out a satisfied sigh as he collapsed beside her, breathing hard but still raring to go. She looked like Marilyn Monroe, in her bright red under garments, red lipstick, pale blonde hair and all against the red sheeted background. Strands of her luxurious hair were plastered to her porcelain skin cheeks with sweat and the rest fell in tousled curls like a halo around her angelic face. He was surprised to find himself fully aroused against and ready for another round. Leigh felt him stir and smiled in anticipation. Her former boyfriends had been astonished at her sexual appetite but Kyle was matching her stroke for stroke.
