The forgotten file

 RUMMS !!!! The apartment door slams shut with a loud crash.
Surprised, I look up from my book, you come
into the living room with a steady step . You stop at the door frame and
simply drop your jacket and bag on the floor. Interested, I look
at you with a raised eyebrow. "Everything ok?" I ask completely
superfluously. "Did I ask you to speak?" if you hurl at me
, I fall silent, surprised and confused at a loss.

"Come here now and help me out of my shoes," you ask me harshly
and finally I understand what's going on here. The dominance in your
voice is still shaky, but it does not allow any contradiction.
Sudden excitement flows through my loins and since I'm only
wearing a T-shirt and I'm otherwise completely naked, you see
my harsh reaction to your plan with inner exultation.
You only let a short grin flash on your face , then you try to be
strict again .

I put my book aside, come to you and bend down to get your
shoes off your feet. You reach over my back and
pull my t-shirt over my head. Completely naked I stand in front of
you, my thick cock bounces hard in front of you. You
deliberately overlook him and walk around me, leaving your nails slowly
They stroke around my body and claw briefly but firmly into my
buttocks. The tension from the slight pain impulse makes them
crisp, you like what you see and hit
one cheek with the flat of your hand, clapping loudly.

Hot showers are already flowing through your body. "Lie down on the
table," you order me and wordlessly I obey your wish. Our
dining table is quite large and very massive, a real knight's table,
has already participated in many of our games and has never
become wobbly. I lie on it up to
my knees to leave room above my head. You go to your pocket and when you look again
turning to me, you took a soft white cord from it.
You skillfully tie my limbs to the table legs. Then
you wrap multiple lines around the table and my pelvis, so that in
the end I can no longer lift my pelvis. I am now firmly fixed,
can only move my head and see how you get
rid of your clothes with quick yet graceful movements.

Your almost naked
sight , only dressed in black hold-up stockings , combined with the helpless overall situation in
which I find myself, makes my cock throb, wet from the
harbingers of my lust, the thick glans shines before your eyes, am
dearest you would immediately sit on me and
ride yourself to the desire you long for. But you want to play with me,
increase your tension further and reach for my mouth. I
greedily suck your fingers, you moan loudly, let them
suck one after the other into my mouth , with my tongue around ***** n . A drop flows straight down your
thigh from your middle, you know that your lap is glowing and you are
wet with anticipation.

Then you step on the table and stand over me. Slowly you
slide one foot through my crotch, over the shaft and the glans
, up the stomach and over the chest, then take a step
and bring your must to my mouth, let
my hot lips caress your toes . "Enough now,"
you say to me, turn around, stand exactly over my face and slowly
crouch down.

I look up and see this beautifully shiny
splendor, opened in anticipation, coming towards me. I stretch my head towards you
as best I can, can already smell your excitement wonderfully
when you stop. Just so far away from me that I can't
dip my tongue into you, you paused and look
between your legs at me. "Now lick me intensely and
evenly until I tell you to stop! Not a second
earlier! "Your statement is the best reward for me, but I
grimace wistfully as if I were tormented by your
wish. Then you let your pelvis sink onto my mouth, directly onto
the tongue that greedily sticks out towards you.

Yours The taste is cool and intense, I start
to guide my tongue through your gap
evenly , in round movements and with even pressure I guide you towards your goal. By letting
your pelvis
rock back and forth very slightly in your pleasure I am always your pearl of pleasure and stimulate with you
the tip of the tongue into your narrow hole with pleasure. Since I cannot
touch you, I try hard
to convey all of my passion, which I would like to give you, through my tongue. When your
movements suddenly almost freeze, they are only
carried out with angular twitching , I know that you are about to stand in front of it. I let
my tongue slide through your
crevice a little faster and when you hold still for a moment, bite your cheeky protruding
clitoris feelingly . You give us a sharp scream and then I feel a
violent blow with the flat of my hand on my thick glans.

In the next moment you come. Your pent-up energy is discharged in this way
spontaneously, without warning and so powerful that you
slip out of your crouch onto your knees, suddenly sitting right on my mouth. Lightning flashes
through your entire body, my tongue slides incessantly
into you, the air is constricted, you let your head
fall forward, right between my legs and on the hard shaft. When
you take a deep breath again, the next wave travels with you,
screaming loudly you let your lust run free. I hear "Oh God," you
scream out loud, a wet surge fills suddenly my mouth quickly
I swallow the slippery-salty mix and do not stop you to
n ***** , just as you did told me.

When I suddenly feel your teeth hard on my shaft, I ease
the pressure and the speed a little, pull
my tongue circles evenly through your wetness. I can only taste you,
your intense orgasm, which also left you very uncontrolled
for a short time. Slowly I'm afraid you would have forgotten that I only
stop when you tell me, but you press your column with every
detail, turning slightly, incessantly on my mouth, you are satisfied
and you are carried on this wave. You look at my thick,
throbbing cock, only now do you notice the blue
bite marks that you have on the shaft in your passion
left behind. The sight and the constant treatment by
my tongue let woolly shivers run through your body, you take
the thick tail in your hand, slightly turning you let your hand
slide up and down, you grip it tightly and with your increasing excitement
you also increase yours Hand movements. When my legs start to tremble
, you let go of it immediately, nibble on my sack and
watch as the pulsating movements of the glans slowly become
smaller again. A thick drop forms on the tip,
carefully spread it with your index finger. Your receptions, on the other hand,
will continue uninterrupted, you are horny and head straight to it
the next orgasm too. All day you have been imagining how you
will steer this evening, now you want to enjoy it to the fullest
. In a moment it will be that time again, moaning loudly you
tell me not to
change my movements with the tongue anymore , I react immediately and you feel the small, heated
waves rise from your lap, as they become more and more present,
further and further in penetrate the upper body until they finally
reach your head, collapse there and
whip through your body into your lap again.

Your second orgasm isn't that sudden, slowly built inside you
up and came to an explosion deeper in the stomach. An immense wave
floods you, you moan throatily, enjoy the gentle and
even orgasm that warms you up so nicely throughout your body.
You
gently stroke my stomach, kiss my shaft and gently lay over my thick, wet glans. When you find yourself again, you have
also found your strict tone again. "Stop it now,"
you hiss at me and this time I'm happy. The tongue has
cramped painfully several times and I urgently need a break.
My excitement is unbroken, the fact that you didn't want to
let me cum is part of your game and to be accepted by me.


Satisfied you get up and get off the table, wipe your wetness from
my mouth over my face and then let your fingers
off again . "Please give me a break," I tell you, "I have to go to
the toilet". "One more thing and you have a gag in
your mouth", you say in a calm tone and press your palm lightly on my stomach,
"I did not allow you to speak." Oh dear, I think to myself, this can
go wrong. But I haven't considered your creativity, you
disappear and come back with a cup of warm tea and a croissant
. Grinning, you put the warm cup on my stomach wall, I
glare at you angrily.
impossible
to do what I would like to do without regard to the clothes that are strewn around the table .

As an apology you take my cock in your hand and start massaging
it again. You are perfect
at making the right movements and after a short time I groan softly,
feel that the juice is rising, the explosion is
imminent, my legs are twitching, you look at me resolutely, make
2 quick, firm movements and lets go of him immediately. You
won't let me come with that, my body screams for release, my muscles go
crazy and two short splashes land on my stomach,
followed by thick white drops oozing from the glans. But no
feeling, not the liberating release accompanies the brief eruptions.
"Damn it," I scream out loud, "you beast". For the first
time I pull the ropes wildly, but you smile, wipe the
splashes from my abdominal wall with the croissant and bite off with relish . "Mhm," you say
, "much better that way, not so dry."

Then you give the thick white drops that run
down my shaft in one piece and hold it out to me. "Would you like to
taste it?" You ask, but do not wait for an answer, instead you press the mixture of
flavors into my mouth. Again and again you put the warm one
Cup on my stomach, grins cheekily and take great pleasure in the
state that excites you exceptionally. When you have finished the tea,
you step back on the table and slowly lower your glowing lap
to the tip of my thick glans. With the ropes around
my loins , I can't push myself against you, just hope that you will
finally take me in deeply.

You too can hardly wait to finally feel me deep
inside you , when the tip of my glans can be felt at your opening, you
quickly sink down on it, take in the thick, throbbing cock completely inside you
. Your muscles seem to clasp me, moving with pleasure
your pelvis in slightly rotating movements, your nails slide
gently scratching my upper body. I am completely at the
mercy of your lust , try to push myself against you and push you,
but helplessly I surrender to my inability to move and sigh out loud in
wonderfully warm lust. Delighted by my reactions,
you pinch my nipples vigorously, read the
unconditional submission to which I give myself in my facial features .

Groaning, you move slowly and evenly, rocking your
pelvis so skillfully that your clitoris is massaged at the same time.
Because of my wet fast orgasm, I'm a bit over the top, yours
The sight makes me hard, the way you drive me on and hold me back today
only releases the wish in me
to see you infinitely deeply satisfied. I see your shiny skin,
your firm breasts, your trembling lips, how you
toss your hair around wildly as you ride me to your lust. Your moaning becomes
more and more intense, your movements cautiously faster, yet emphatically
cautious - intensity, not speed, it leads you with
every second towards the deep feeling that
keeps you trapped like a rush .

You now press your pelvis more firmly against my loins, feel my thick
cock filling in you, the heat rises in you, the desire
changes to wild greed and as a feeling of deep sensation
rises from your lap and penetrates your body
, ringing in your orgasm, you lift your pelvis a little and let yourself
fall firmly on me. Again and again
you push my hardness firmly and deeply into you, discharge your unrestrained lust, rear up, throw yourself
back on me, bite my nipples hard and scratch my
chest. Your uncontrolled contractions
will not let go of your climax until you sink onto my chest
, panting for breath and gently caressing my visible wounds
. I feel your twitching around my hard shaft unbroken
Intense, my juice is ready to be discharged again, but I ca
n't move to get this release.

Slowly you catch yourself again, lift your head and look at me with
transfigured eyes, gently caress my face and
then kiss me long and hard. "I still have to
make one point with you ," you whisper quietly, "a fantasy that I really like to
see". "If it happened to me, mistress," I reply with a grin, you laugh out
loud at the name, then slide away from me and get off the
table. You slowly open my ankle, I'm a little stiff and rub
my wrists. You sit down on an armchair, cross your legs
on top of each other and ask me to kneel in front of you. "Look me
in the eye and ***** me on my feet", you say slightly
uncertain, not sure how I will react to it. Your
request does surprise me, but
now I honestly don't want anything else, so I look you in the
eye, look into blazing flames, take my cock in my hand and
obey your command, which is actually a nice secret wish .
I slowly lead myself to the point of no return, see your slightly
open mouth, hear your accompanying soft moan and then
I start to ********Like I'm bursting When the first splash
hits you on the leg, you let out a low scream, then you feel how
surge after surge hits your leg warm, sticking to the black nylons
. The discharge is so intense that I
can still feel the pumping in me when nothing more comes, a pleasant pulling into the
last fiber of my sack. Slight dizziness affects my
balance, I'm on a completely different level.

Deeply excited you watched my orgasm closely and were
happy about the huge amount that shot from my glans onto your legs. You
reach out an arm, take my head by the hair and pull
him to your legs, press him against the fresh warm splashes,
rub them in my face and let me wax and suck off a lot
.

When you release me again, you sink to me on the floor, take
me in your arms, kiss me long and tender, kiss the deep
scratches on my chest and caress my back. "I love
you" you whisper in my ear. "I love and desire you,"
I breath back, even though my intense orgasm is still a little powerless.

After many minutes of tenderness I slowly get up, hug you
and announce with a big grin that I have a toilet first
then need a bath, then want to fall asleep in your arms and
tomorrow evening you will experience my revenge for this wonderful game.
When you hear the words "tomorrow you will suffer very much", it gets hot in your
lap and your sensually excited gaze is answer
enough for me for the moment .
- -
I can only see your body in the partial shade along the corridor and the
view of your buttocks makes me
think of those moments just lived through as if covered in fog . But this grin on my face
and the thought that has just arisen, I reserve that for you. Still intoxicated
by the smell of eroticism and the torment of my dry throat, I long for it
a glass of red wine. On the way to the bar, I feel one of my garters
brushing my thighs and I listen to the rush of the water in the bathroom!

I hear nothing but the rush of the water and stand in front of the door with two glasses of wine,
which I open with my black high heels. Sunk in the foam, under
the starry sky of small lights, you lie in the tub with your eyes closed!
A little exhausted, maybe even a little dazed, you reach out your arm to me
and say: What a good thought! I take off my shoes,
throw something off, sit one leg after the other on the tub, pull my stockings off, pull them by your nose
and drop them in the water on your chest. What a scent, the scent of my body
lotin, whom you love so much, sweat and ****** at the same time and then I hear your voice:
It's a shame that I'm driving again tomorrow, the thought of revenge, it captivates me too much!

Yes, I know, whispers my voice and you have no idea what a thought
has captured me again. Sound sleep in
your arms, a coffee together, the memory of the evening, your bag and a scrutinizing look at your tie
make saying goodbye difficult. Job is job, I can still hear you and you leave the house.

Still in my shirt, I flit back to bed, remember the evening, see
You still lie there, still smell yourself, brush my fingers along my chest.
The warmth under my blanket, a comfortably relaxing feeling, trapped in dreams ...
.. it can't be, with my eyes open I lie there and feel moisture in my crotch.
No, but wouldn't it be relaxing? Right next to me, in my drawer,
lies the Doldi that you bought for me when I sleep alone and my daily,
insatiable lust overcomes me . The spontaneous thought that you are watching
me spoil myself literally spur me on.

My lips warm him and my saliva makes him shine in the sunlight, my
thoughts captivate me, drove me crazy, and yesterday I had sex with you.
"Do it yourself"
I pull up my legs, turn, crouch down and touch my moist, still slightly
swollen lips with the tip of my doldis.
My body rears up, I let it sink into my insatiable grotto.
Before my eyes a gray stain on the floor. Another scrutinizing look,
shit, it's your handbook, a scream slips away from me, Schie. The mood is suddenly gone.

While I'm in the bathroom, I can hear the phone, the answering machine, your voice:
Honey, I know you're free today, but I've forgotten an
important file, an important file, please don't fax it. Can you please bring them to my office after work?
I have a long meeting today and I don't want anyone reading this file in the office.
Have a nice day, buy yourself something, but please bring the files to me after office hours,
it's about a lot of money for us and something else, yesterday evening, it was very nice with you, thank you again! Bussi

I wanted to do so much today, crap. Knowing that the secretary belonging to the inventory
leaves late in the evening, I stand in front of the office building and wait. The dim light in her office goes out
and I stumble up the stairs through the dark stairwell. The key to the office is lost and I feel
like a burglar. All day I had wondered what was so important about this file.
The armchair in your office is, as always, facing the window, nothing unusual. I
put the files in the drawer, feel some growing goose bumps and head for the door
when suddenly I am grabbed in the dark. A hand in front of my mouth,
my hands crossed and a smoky breath rush the blood through my veins. Baby where is the file I defend myself and at the
same time my hands and mouth get stuck together. The files, I hear and I shake
my head, defend myself. One jerk and I land on the desk. Give me the file and
nothing will happen to you! I shake my head and hope the porter makes his rounds.
The files, baby, otherwise I would have to deal with your delicate ass. I can feel how he
presses his hands between my thighs. I fight back and end up between the files
with my stomach on the desk, my face to your armchair and I wish nothing more than
that you would sit there. The files, or I'll really forget myself, think again.
He licks my neck, the buttons of my blouse roll on the floor. One last time, where is the file?
The files, or I **** you, that you hear and see goes by! I shake my head, gasp
and feel his big hands on my breasts. Okay, I'll find the file, but first I'll take you, you horny babe, you.
Again and again he pushes me down, pulling my panties to the side.
Well, you don't seem to want it any other way, I hear him. A disgusting taste touches my lips,
smell of sweat and the jerky penetration. If you didn't scream, I would
stick it deep in your mouth, but I would love to **** you, he whispers in my ears. His
hands hold my legs and his sweat drips my body. Where's the file, I hear him
scream. The **** s you seem fallen, well I can do other things! He pulls his belt out of his pants
and ties me to the wardrobe, spreads my legs, licks me until my body lets go.
It gets quiet, I hear drawers and a scream: Well who says it, it works, but I'll **** you again, baby. Pulled by
the shoulder, into the other office, his clothes almost torn,
standing with wide legs in front of the copier, he keeps reinserting his stiff cock and pulls the glue from his mouth. My thoughts, my panic- oh god no blowjob.
He asks me: Come on, copy this, do it! Page 20, I found the most important part!
I dare to ask: How should I do this with my eyes blindfolded?
Wait a minute, I'll put it in the copier, you'll read the lines to me !! The blindfold falls,
the copier prints, I take the sheet of paper, look at it and read with horror:

Honey, you are the hottest woman in the world, thanks for this awesome role play!