Holly reclined on the soft flannel sheets of the huge antique Victorian bed. David stood over her, his knee between her open legs, his suit jacket was opened and falling from his shoulders, his necktie pulled askew, and his long stiff cock poking out from his trousers, still showing a glistening sheen from her wet pussy. Her dress was disheveled, pulled up over her hips exposing her hot pink pussy, and pulled down along with her bra leaving her beautiful breasts exposed to his loving glance.

He leaned forward and eased the dress up her body, her body rising up from the bed in a wave that allowed him to pull it up and over her head. After carefully draping the silky dress over the footboard, his tender loving fingers moved back to touch her, reaching around to unfasten the emerald green bra from her undulating pink body. Teasingly, he drew his fingers down her body, from her shoulders over her breasts, her stomach and belly, close to but not touching her wet shaven pussy, and then finally down her long legs. Holly raised a leg thinking that he was going to remove her stockings, but he simply ran his hands up her legs, smoothing and straightening the sheer black silk.

"Let's leave them on," he suggested. "Besides I love the look of your legs in stockings."

And she loved the way he looked at her, his hazel eyes filled with lust and longing as they wandered up the length of her legs to her pussy and then further up her body to stop when they reached her emerald eyes. She smiled broadly at the touch of his hand and the sweeping look of his eyes.

He stood beside the bed and began to remove his clothes, Shucking off the jacket and pulling the necktie loose, he unbuttoned the white shirt, opening it a bit with every button. His body was nicely defined, though far from a body builder's exaggerated curves. He had broad shoulders and a nicely defined chest with a gentle taper down to a narrow waist. There was just a light dusting of hair on his chest and stomach that complemented his trim physique. He wasn't just a boy but was all man, experienced and knowledgeable, and she reveled in the feelings that his attentions created inside her.

He tucked his cock back inside his trousers, unfastened them, and let them fall to the floor. As he leaned over to pick them up and drape them over the footboard, Holly couldn't resist and reached out to run her hand over the lump inside his dark green silk boxers. He placed his hand down on top of hers.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," he said, pulling her hand away from him. "You'll have plenty of time for that later on. I can see that I have to do something about this."

David eased himself up onto the bed straddling her waist. As he leaned down to kiss her tantalizingly, he gently grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms up over her head, holding them there as he bent to kiss her breasts. His tongue teased each of her taut pink nipples as he lapped at them. He sucked each one up into his mouth, continuing to tongue it and graze the tip with his teeth. She was so caught up in the delicious sensation caused by his kisses that she didn't realize what he had done until she felt him pull the wrist restraints tighter as he secured them to the headboard. Her eyes popped wide open when she went to move her arms and found her movement restricted.

"David, honey, is this necessary?" she asked, feeling just a bit nervous.

"Maybe not absolutely necessary, but certainly helpful," he replied with a devilish glint in his eyes. "Just relax and trust me in that I will never do anything to hurt you."

She nodded anxiously and felt him slip something behind her head, realizing what it was when he brought the blindfold down over her eyes plunging her into darkness. She could feel his hands on her face, positioning it over her eyes. Then the fingers moved down over her cheeks, and lightly traced the outline of her lips, drawing a circle around them several times. When one finger flirted with the part between her lips, she eagerly sucked it inside her mouth, her body beginning to wriggle from the tense excitement.

There were fingers all over her now, light little touches and he moved his hands randomly over her body. No part of her was spared his light teasing touch, every inch of her was touched and caught on fire, her arms and elbows and shoulders one moment, her belly and hips and legs the next. She writhed and wiggled when he touched her soft thighs and pussy. She began to moan when he toyed once again with her breasts. She didn't know where his touch would fall again and was startled when he lifted his fingers away from her.

"Oh, David," she called out. "Honey?"

His fingers had disappeared but she could hear him moving about the room. She turned her head from side to side trying to follow his movements. She recognized the sound of Santana's music as he had apparently changed the CD and then felt a breeze sweep over her naked body from the side, followed by the warmth of his breath near her ear.

"You are so beautiful, Holly," he whispered in her ear.

When she turned her head to face him, he was gone. Then she felt a tickling sensation around her neck. The suddenness of it made her jump. He must have picked up the ostrich feather and was teasing her body with it. She pulled at the restraints, as he drew the feather over her body, but the harder she pulled, the tighter they became. When he dusted her breasts with the feather she thought she would explode. Her nipples were stiff and hard and he was drawing figure eights around and around them.

"David, honey," she moaned as she squirmed about on the bed. "Oh, David, please stop teasing me like this."

The feather tickled its way down from between her breasts along her belly, then up under her arms and further up along the inside of her arms. As he continued to tease her naked body by dragging the feather down over her belly and hips, she could feel the growing dampness between her legs. Then it was on her thighs and the soft sensitive skin surrounding her pussy. She pushed her hips up toward where she thought he must be, but he moved away leaving her alone. For what felt like several minutes, but could have been just a few seconds, she was alone, the music in the background covering his movements.

Then she felt movement at the foot of the bed and the warmth of his body between her legs. Was he going to make love to her now, she wondered? She moved her legs closer together to try and trap him, but he saw it coming and held her legs open with his strong hands. Then she felt his breathing on her pussy and she thrust her hips upward to meet his kiss. Holding her legs apart, David brought his mouth down to her pussy, pressing his mouth to the wet lips, tucking his tongue deep inside. He boosted her hips up, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and buried his face into her hot wet sex. She had never known a man to eat her like this, his tongue twisting and turning deep inside her.

"Oh, David!" she screamed aloud. "Oh, yes, honey,"

As gentle as he had been during the afternoon down by the lake, so was he now urgent in the way he moved his tongue on her now. She came quickly once then twice and before she could scarcely recover, a third time. He thrust his fingers up her pussy and worked around to just barely touch her g-spot. Then he withdrew his finger and re-planted his mouth on her, sucking her clit up into his mouth and soon she was coming again more violently than before. He held fast against her as the thundering wave swept over her. Then he eased her hips back down to the bed and moved back away from her. For a few moments she didn't know where he was, then she heard the sound of his voice.

"So what have we here?" he said with a devilish laugh in his voice. "Mmm, we have some strawberries left over. Would you like some?" he asked.

She nodded her head.

"All right then, open wide," he said, and she felt him climb up onto the bed.

Obediently, she opened her mouth and felt him carefully and gently bring a berry covered in cream to her lips. He held it so that she could take a bite. A second and third berry followed and she ate hungrily. When some cream dripped onto her cheek and began to run down it, she felt his hot tongue lick it clean from her. Then he kissed her mouth, a full wet passionate kiss that lasted a minute or more. Then he was gone.

"So do you want some more?" he asked sounding nearby.

She nodded her head again and opened her mouth. She felt a drop of cream fall onto her tongue and when he lowered it down toward her she closed her mouth around it, but it wasn't a strawberry, it was his cock dipped in the thick cream. Fortunately she hadn't taken a hard bite and quickly realized what he had done. She greedily sucked his cock into her mouth, moaning as he began to gently thrust himself inside.

"Oh, Holly! You are a hungry little thing, aren't you?" he teased her, as he stroked the side of her face. He suddenly pulled back and his cock popped out of her mouth. "Mmm, that was too good, baby. Besides, I think it's time for daddy to have some dessert."

She felt the bed shift as he moved away and climbed off the bed. He was moving around the room, but she couldn't tell what he was doing. Although she pulled and twisted at the restraints, he had secured them well and she realized that she was his captive for a least a while longer. She heard him come closer to the bed and move close to her. As he lowered his mouth to kiss her belly, she thrust her hips upward, eager for the touch of his kiss.

"Good girl," he said, slipping something under her hips. "I was hoping you'd do that without my asking."

When she lowered her hips again she could feel the texture of a linen sheet beneath her butt. His hands were everywhere on her now, and she moaned loudly again, reveling in the wonderful touch of his hands.

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