The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This story deals with reluctance, light bondage, and forced pleasure. Anyone uncomfortable with those story elements in a fantasy should look elsewhere. As always, I hope you find the story both sexy and fun. - xoxo Daphne123
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Some people say that ginger girls are wild firecrackers when it comes to expressing any emotion. They say love, anger, jealousy, lust, and joy are all much more intensely felt by girls with ginger hair. An orgasm for a ginger girl is more like a volcanic explosion than a cresting wave. How do I know?
My name is Keri, and I'm a ginger girl.
I mean, REALLY ginger. My hair is very luxurious, curls naturally, and comes down past the middle of my back in beautifully long artistic locks. I have to say the rest of me is pretty hot too. My breasts are large and get lots of attention from guys whether I want it or not. My hips are curvy and I have a great ass that is both large and firm. It really gives guys something to grab onto. To top it off, I have beautiful blue eyes and a naughty smile that just spells trouble.
I admit I do enjoy teasing guys, just to drive them crazy. I wear tight jeans often to draw attention to my ass and low tops that both support my huge breasts while displaying lots of cleavage. I love catching guys trying to look me over and then giving them a cold stare just to make sure they know they'll never have a chance with me.
I do have a boyfriend, and he was always trying to fuck me. For the past several months he would harass me by grabbing my ass hard with both hands or cupping my rack from behind. Usually I would just let him play with my breasts when we made out, (something he loved to do). He seemed to be fascinated by how large they were. Every now and then though I'd need to give him a hand job just to cool him down, but I would never let him fuck me no matter how much he wanted it.
During the summer after my freshman year of college, my boyfriend and I often went to the pool at his parent's house. I had bought a new bikini at the beginning of the summer that looked amazing on me. The bikini top was sea green and supported my huge breasts beautifully, pushing them up and showing enough cleavage to make it look like my breasts were about to spill out of my top. The shoulder straps were sturdy and the top was tied in a bow at the front of the bikini right between my breasts. Because my breasts were so large, the top was very snug and the outlines of my nipples were clearly visible. The matching bikini bottoms hugged my curvy ass beautifully, and my boyfriend followed me around like a puppy the first time he saw me wearing the new swimsuit.
One particular day that summer the two of us were playfully splashing and wrestling with each other in the pool. Somehow he managed to back me into a corner of the pool and we began making out. My boyfriend was a fantastic kisser, and it always turned me on.
We were at the very shallow end of the pool where the water only came up to our knees. As a result, he had a great view of my entire figure. As his hands began to explore my body I started to tingle all over. I sighed in pleasure when he touched my nipples through my top, and my knees buckled when he touched my pussy through my bikini bottoms. Just as I was enjoying being swept away by all the wonderful sensations, I felt his hand tugging on the bow between my breasts to undo my bikini top.
"Oh no you don't," I pulled away from him just as my top was about to pop open.
"Dammit Keri," he said with irritation as I tied the bow to my bikini top again, "when the hell are you going to let me fuck you?"
"When I'm good and ready," I fired back at him putting my hands on my hips.
"I figured you'd be like this," he said reaching over to his bag that was lying next to the pool ladder. "That's why I brought these."
"What the..?" My jaw dropped when I saw him holding two pairs of handcuffs.
"I'm tired of waiting to give you what we both know you want, Keri."
"Not a chance," I said furiously as I turned to climb out of the pool.
"You're not going anywhere, Keri," he said pinning me up against the side of the pool from behind.
"Let go of me!" I tried to turn around and slap his face, but his reflexes were too fast for me. He grabbed my wrist with one hand and pulled my hair with the other.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I yelped as he yanked on my long red hair. "Okay! Okay! I give in!"
Before I could react, he had taken my wrist and handcuffed it to the pool railing. I yelled all kinds of obscenities at him as he struggled to force my other wrist into restraints, attaching me to another railing several feet away. The result was that my arms were spread wide and my breasts were completely vulnerable and on display.
"Uncuff me you jerk!" I yanked hard on my restraints hoping to free myself. No chance though. These handcuffs were the real deal. My fiery temper took hold as I felt his soft hands caress my shoulders and upper back. If he touches my ass I'll deck him.
"You have the most beautiful hair, Keri," he said removing my hairpins one by one, letting the curly locks fall onto my shoulders. I was boiling underneath, but there was something very sensual about him gently stroking my hair. It felt really nice, but there was no way I was going to admit that to him. I gave meaningless protests by tugging on my handcuffs as he caressed my hair and face with his soft hands.
My breasts were rising and falling with my deep breaths. With both hands he removed my sunglasses and stared deep into my blue eyes as I looked over my shoulder at him. I was aware that I could no longer hide what I was feeling. My timid eyes were giving me away.
"There, that's better" he said running his hands through my long ginger locks, causing me to sigh from the tingles I was experiencing. Mygod what a bastard. I'm going to kill him if he makes me enjoy this.
I jumped giving a girly yelp as he reached into my bikini top. One at a time he lifted my huge breasts out of their holsters and tucked the bikini top under my breasts which pushed them up for display.
"You fucker," I glared at him over my shoulder squirming in my restraints, my now free breasts bouncing as I struggled.
As I looked back, I saw him holding a strange, phallic-looking device that he had pulled out of his bag.
"Do you know what this is, Keri? It's a vibrator, and a very powerful one." He turned the device on at full speed to demonstrate just how powerful it actually was. The humming was really strong, so much so that the device itself blurred as it vibrated. I could only imagine what it would do to me.
I wanted to beg him not to use it, but decided not to speak to him. I knew what he was planning to do to me, but I had to stay strong. I didn't want him to have the satisfaction of breaking me, so I had to act like this didn't affect me at all. I had to pretend that the thought of being handcuffed to the side of the pool with my breasts exposed and having a vibrator placed on my pussy wasn't insanely turning me on. I had to ignore the growing warm sensations in my pussy. I couldn't let myself enjoy this, no matter what my body told me to feel.
He gently slid my bikini bottoms over the curves of my ass, leaving my pussy covered and my rear completely exposed as the tension from the tucked bottoms lifted my ass beautifully. I yanked on my restraints again in a feeble attempt to break free, but all it did was make my breasts bounce and my ass wiggle, something which that jerk was clearly enjoying.
"Keep going Keri," he derided me, "its really turning me on to watch you struggle."
I shot him a look so fiery it could melt ice. He just smiled, gripping my thighs and spreading my legs apart.
"No..." I squirmed, trying to fight it, but he was too strong. I turned away and winced when I felt his hand slip inside my bikini bottoms and touch my pussy lips. He expertly found my clitoris and then with the other hand, turned on the vibrator.
"You're already wet, Keri," he said taunting me. "Maybe this will be easier than I thought."
"Fuck you," I gave one last protest. The vibrator, on its lowest setting, touched my inner thighs. I closed my eyes, bracing myself as he slowly guided the torture device further and further up until I could feel small vibrations in my pussy.
I bit my lip in anticipation as he took the part of my bikini bottoms covering my clit and pulled it aside. I felt the cool air on my pussy for a brief moment before the vibrator collided with my body's most sensitive spot.
"Oh fuck!" My back arched in tension instantly as an explosion of pleasure flooded through me. I thrashed around, yanking hard on my restraints, my breasts bouncing, my long red hair whipping around. I cried out as he rubbed the vibrator all over my clit, putting pressure on it every so often to increase the effect.
