All tied up/synchronicity

She gently reached out and pushed his bobbing hard on under the surface of the water with her foot. The wet cloth slid down his face as he slowly raised his head from the hot water.

Everything in the bathroom had a cold, wet, slick surface from the steam. With exception of one white flower pot, the room was sparsely decorated in all white tile with touches of finished balsam wood. The bath, in the center of the room, was particularly deep allowing the bather to be completely submerged. It was night outside, the woods laid still.

Rising from the bath, steam came off his body adding to the already dense fog. Water ran down his figure lapping into the emptying tub. She backed away giggling, knowing very well what was to ensue.

Lunging forward he pulled her waist towards him dripping hot water on her cashmere sweater. She pulled back hoping to avoid any damp but was dreadfully unsuccessful. His hands rushed under her jeans and silk underwear cupping her plump ass. Hard on brushing against her metal belt buckle, she pushed against his shoulders, her head thrashing to and fro, her hair sticking to his wet skin. His lips and teeth met her neck and gave a playful but strong bite. The taste of her perfume lingered on his tongue.

Cupping her ass with his left hand his right moved to the front to undo her belt even as she continued to push away. With one hand he undid her buckle and tore open the zipper. Then, surprisingly, let her go.

She stumbled backwards in her new found freedom, careful not to slip on the still damp floor, only to realize that he had her cornered. He walked slowly towards her, his penis stiff with excitement, bouncing with every step. There was a grim look in his eye, one of lust filled aggression. With every step forward, she would take one step back, until she realized her back was touching the wall and he was centimeters away from her yet again.

He pushed her pants past her hips and thighs until they slid down her legs themselves. His penis brushed against the ridge of her underwear, just below her belly button. Before she could say a word, he had her hands above her head and against the wall. With one foot on her jeans, he pushed her leg free so they were held apart by his knees. Her heart beat faster as his mouth moved in for a kiss. This time when pulling away he bit her lip...hard.

His free hand began to trace the elastic band of her panties and watched her midriff shrink in as it were ticklish and slightly fearful. Slowly, he lowered her panties allowing for her small patch of pubic hair to see the light.

His right had drifted south and gently brushed against her lubricious nub. With his middle finger he traced the outline of her lips and ran it towards her asshole. Stopping just short, he gently pushed, his finger sinking in just past the nail. She let out a soft moan as she spread apart for him. Running his finger back to her bud, he gently fluttered against it and ran back to her hole. She began to lower herself, as much as she could to rub against him. The pressure against her wrists increased.

He moved his waist forward and manually guided his hard prick to her wet patch. Pushing back and forth she felt his cock rub lengthwise against her folds which tried and failed to envelop him. She pushed down in the hopes that he would slide into her, but her arms, which were still very much outstretched and still very restricted, did not allow for it. Finally after several minutes of rubbing against her lips, he slowly dipped his head in and she shuddered, eyes rolling back.

Distracted, she had not noticed him reaching to the wooden shelf next to them and grabbing a towel. He slid into her, pushing as deep as he could using the balls of his feet to lift her high off the ground and against the wall. Her eyes opened and widened when she realized what he was up to. The towels were soft but firm against her wrists and prevented them from separating.

Pulling out of her, he turned her around so that her arms were still raised and aligned with the wall. Her back was now arched and legs spread apart. She rested her face against the cold tiles as he knelt on the floor. He met her buoyant ass cheeks at eye level. He held her left thigh still with his hand, began to rub her clit with the middle finger of the other. She spread her legs wider, he could feel her thigh tighten with excitement.

He moved forward so that his tongue could just slightly graze against her revealed flower as he fingered her. Her arms began to tire and feel sore but that pain melded with the familiar burn between her legs which grew and grew, as his tempo sped up. She began to push her hips as much as she could to the rhythm of his flicks. Remaining attentive to her clit, he began to alternate tonguing her folds and her hole. His face became sloppy with her juices as he burrowed his rolled tongue deep into her.

The smoldering which had been slow at first was now increasing at a faster rate, with every passing second her legs tightened, the side of her face now numb from pressing hard against the tile wall. With the last few flicks of his finger and probes of his tongue she felt an orgasm wash over her, she let out a loud moan and began to involuntarily, softly twitch. She laid softly against the wall, panting hardily. He was not finished with her yet.

He rose to his feet slowly rolling his fist over his hard on, making the tip of it wet with pre cum. She was turned around slowly and guided her to her knees. He traced his thumb gently over her cheek, over her lips and then under her chin. Dragging it across her bottom lip, her mouth was delicately opened. Their eyes met as she looked up at him and his arousal.

He bent his cock horizontally and guided it into her mouth. He felt her soft, wet, warm mouth surround him, take him in, inch by inch. Her hands, still binded, rested behind her back as she started to bob her head. She bobbed slowly at first, flicking her tongue in a circular motion around his head. She continued the motion as she moved further and further down his shaft. He could feel her tongue run under his penis, tickling the base of his cock, as she pushed all the way forward. Resting for but a second she raced back to the end, sucking and slurping until his penis popped out of her mouth.

He turned her around and undid the towel that bound her hands together. He gently pushed her forward so that she laid face down against the cold wet tiles. She raised her midriff and her hips from the floor, taunting him, her breasts squeezing out to the side. He lowered himself onto her, first gently rubbing his head against her still wet vagina and finally sliding in. She engulfed every inch of his hard member, his penis throbbing in ecstasy and anticipation. He placed his hands on hers and lifted himself just slightly above her using his knees and began pumping. The heat from his body was intense especially combined with the cold of the floor, she slipped one hand from his and moved it to her bud.

He began pumping slowly and gently at first but quickly grew in pace and strength. It was not long before she found a synchronization between her fingers and his pumping, this time there was a burning for both of them. The pumping became more and more furious as did her finger movement. He began to feel the edge of the tiles cut into his tender wet flesh and faintly draw blood as he continued to pump harder and harder.

It was the slapping against her ass that finally did it for him.

He had moved his legs on the outside of hers and pulled her up so that she now rested on her elbows. Her hair now a wild frenzy, covered her face and her breasts swayed and slapped with every jack from his body. It was the ass slapping, the top front of his thighs hitting her ass cheeks as his penis withdrew to almost an inch from the tip of his head. She could feel it rubbing the inside of her, her body emptying and filling, emptying and filling with his prick.

Her knees now spread apart and ankles close while her ass hovered in the air. He could see his cock slide in and out of her fanny, the head on fire with intoxication. She gasped for more and more her arm growing rigid with exercise and excitement as she rubbed her clit furiously. It was in those last slaps that he came, pulling from her, expelling his seed on her back and ass. He grew faint and fell forward as she shook under him in pleasure. Their hearts banging heavily, one after the other, blood running through their veins furiously and their bodies laid limp and weak.

In those faltering moments, that the woods lay still and the night continued to drift on.

Sunday Drive

He pulled the yellow sundress from her body to reveal her smooth caramel skin. Her breasts, unbound, sat pertly as she slowly lowered her arms. His heart raced as he looked around, knowing that at any moment they could be caught. She whispered sweetly in her high pitched voice "Dont be a pussy and get those pants off". She sat coyly, thighs tightly together slightly shielding her white cotton panties, half teasing, half on account of the passing light breeze.

He immediately pulled his shirt over his head and unlatched his belt. His hard on pressed through his underwear, leaving a dot of precum staring her right in the eye. He put her back to the upholstered door and straighten her legs so that he could pull off her panties in one go. He let her legs rest on top of his shoulders as she arched her back, staring at him, licking her thick lips, taunting him to remove them quickly. They came off in one swoop freeing her ass which now landed on the sweaty, sticky tanned leather and immediately became attached. Although it was now night time, the heat had still not been cut.

Lounging back in a lazy manner, her index finger drifted up, barely brushing the head of his penis through his underwear. She laughed as she refused to move, but obviously wanted the jockeys gone and contact to be made. He pushed forward slightly and she caught the ridge of his shorts allowing for his cock to become free. Pulling them down he tossed them into the backseat. His head slowly lowered breathing and kissing lightly on her trim belly. She tingled as he approached her quim leisurely.

Tongue brushing just below her belly button, his dick now vibrating with excitement, She could feel his hot panting breath moving lower and lower. The tip of his tongue gently touched her bud which was already slick and glistening. She let out a soft moan as he slid down and encompassed her entirely. He pushed gently inside her, spreading her lips aside. The tip darted in and out of her quickly causing her to gasp. His hands slipped under her ass cheeks bringing her up to him. He licked back up her triumphantly and looked up to her expression from below. Grinning, she slowly opened her eyes and looked down.

With her calves resting out the open window, he arched her ass up and moved towards her. The tip of his cock brushed her quivering flower, both members wet with long anticipation. His face moved close to hers, smelling her sweet perfume, their mouths opened and collapsed upon one another.

He slowly, gently, slid in, stopping so as to not hurt her. She urged on, pulling his lower torso closer, spreading her legs wider. He sunk deeper and deeper into causing her to gasp and bite down on his lower lip. He felt her around him, tightening, all the way to the base of his cock, slowly sucking, pulsating. Lifting himself out, he once again guided his penis against her lips. She moaned and tried to pull him forward, into her. Refusing to budge, he caused her to pull harder out of frustration... Just as she weakened her hold, he tightened his grip on her ass and pushed back in with vigor sending shivers through her body.

Pulling out a second time, his tip merely millimeters away from her wanting vagina, she once again tried her hardest to pull him towards her and he once again refused, causing her to growl in anger "Put it fucking in me already".

Standing like a statue for one moment admiring the sight set before him.
Seconds later He dipped into her giving his full length, and begins to pump at a slow pace. Sweat began to gather on his lower back and brow. She moaned with pleasure. Lifting her up and moving her to the lowered down passengers seat while still in her, he continued to pump as she lied back with her eyes closed, her bottom lip clenched between her teeth and her black hair covering her face. She began to feel that burning sensation between her legs.

Her legs wrapped around his back, pulling him in and she sank her nails into his skin. He reaches up and grabs the length of her hair and twisting it into a knot in his hands, pulling it firmly towards the driver’s seat. Her head tipped back exposing her statuesque neck and he playfully bites into it. The pumping increases in tempo.
Her toes begin to go numb; all she can focus on now is the growing slow burn rushing across her body. She feels herself tighten around him as his thrusting goes deeper and deeper, rubbing the inside. She feels his hard length slipping in and out of her, her lips twitching with pleasure.

The sensation, once a small one, now encompasses her lips and her bud. The pumping now at its peak of ferocity and depth feels as if it were reaching her brain. Her legs go numb as she awaits and embraces the eruption and release. Her voice lets out a moan and her body begins to grow weak.

His dick, hard and soaked in their juices, begins to tremble. The tremble rises from the very base of his cock as he sucks in air through his mouth. He flexes the head of his dick as he pumps harder. Their once delicate bite now turns into an animal like gnaw. He pins her down her arms as her waist continues to move with his.
Their bodies now sticky with sweat, lungs heavy with hot polluted air as if one was breathing in butter. His legs locked in a straight position he lifts her up as he shoots his cum into her. His eyes roll back and his mouth lies open. Holding her own legs up, he wakes up from his own orgasm and furiously gives his last pumps as her body begins to flutter with release.

They lied there still, in the hot darkness. He gently wiped the sweat from her forehead which her bangs had now become stuck to. He heard the crackle of gravel in the far distance. With her panting gently underneath him like a kitten, he looked up and saw the two yellow lights of a car cutting through the night.