Date: Sat, 19 May 2007 13:28:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: horizen58@yahoo.com
Subject: Free at Last

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Free At Last


     It is a warm sunny day. There is a light breeze that kisses your
skin. I took you on this outing on pretense of a picnic. Oh, we did
picnic. French bread, brei, fresh fruit and a heady bottle of Asti.
We sit across from each other.

     Today, unlike my usual self, I feel bold. I feel in control, only
because I know your secret. You didn't think I would do it. For
that matter, neither did I, but here you are. And here I am. I have
plans. My heart beats faster and a thin sweat breaks out on my skin
in anticipation.

     I hand you a sleep mask. You bite your lower lip and the corners of
your mouth turn up. I stand up and hold my hand out to you. It is
your choice to take it or not. It is that moment of decision.
That moment of leaping off the cliff. Your eyes glisten as your hand
reaches out to mine and I gently tug you up. You follow behind me.
We walk further down a path. As we round a bend, you see a another
blanket. On the blanket is a small bag. When we reach it, I pick up
the bag and retrieve from it an ample length of rope. At the sight
of it, you the redness rises in your face.

     "Put on the mask, when you are ready." There is no hesitation.

     "Trust me?" My voice is quiet.

     You nod.

     "The safe word is Trust because you will trust me to do only what
you
want."

      I walk you a few paces to a smooth white birch. It was very
carefully chosen. I didn't want the bark to be too rough, nor did I
want the trunk to be too large. I stand you in front of it. My
hands gather the hem of your dress and begin to gather it up and over
your head. You lift your arms to make the task easier. You can not
see me smile, but I do. My heart is beating faster. My palms are
damp. You stand before me in matching bra and panties. I step you
back so your back is against the tree. I see a slight tremble in
your skin. I raise my hand to your face and lightly caress your
face. A gentle stroke down your arms. I step closer until my body
is almost touching yours. My hands go to the outside of your
thighs. I press into your skin and draw my fingers up and down
leaving a trail of red streaks. I kneel before you and kiss your
inner thighs. Again there is a tremble. I lick and kiss with
touches that begin at your knees and slowly inch up. I stand up
again and you next feel the palm of my hand cupping your sex. There
is a dampness there that thrills me and heightens every sense. I lay
my palm flat. You push forward just slightly.

     "Beautiful!"

    I can't help but marvel at your body before me. I have
dreamed of, fantasized about and now your are before me. I want
nothing more than to please you.

     "Put your arms around like your going to hug it."

     When you do, I tie the ropes around your wrists and join them in the
back. No being able to see, there is the excitement of anticipation
and the thrill of the unknown. I begin to knead your firm panty clad
ass. I rub each globe. I push the material into your crack and run
my finger up and down. My hand goes between your legs and my fingers
beginng to teach your clit through the thin material. My hand goes
from front, through your legs, and then draws teasing circles around
your backside. I continue to do this until I can feel a growing
wetness and you draw your breath in deeper. Using my teeth, I pull
our panties over your ass and drag them down your legs. You feel the
warm air against your backside. I step back and walk away.

     "Sandy?"

     "Just a few steps away, sweetie."

     You hear the rustle of a bag. You wonder what I am doing. Suddenly
you feel something running down the spine of your back. Then you
recognize the feeling as the thin tendrels of leather play with your
shoulders and then back. They touch you so lightly you wonder if you
really feel it.

     "Is this what you want?" You nod, but that isn't enough for me. I
want to be sure.

     "Is this what you want?" For the first time I lift the small whip
back and let the leathers sting your bare ass. "Tell me."

     "Yes."

     Another sting hits. This tiime on the opposite cheek. I am shocked
at the bright red trips that quickly appear. They fasinate me.

     "More?" I question already knowing the answer.

     "Yes." I step back and this time use a little more force. I hear
you moan. It startles me. "Are you okay?"

     "Yes." The next stroke is firm and a bit biting. You gasp, but push
your ass back to meet the strokes. I rear back and rain several more
strokes. I feel a tingling between my legs that takes me by
surprise. I am turned on by your helpless ness. I am wet and my
nipples are tight. I feel drawn to rub the angry red stripes. There
is a heat coming from them. I squeeze them tightly. I want to feel
contact. I smack one cheek and then the other. You gasp again and
your breaths come in snatches. I would be tempted to stop if you
weren't pushing out toward me.

     "Ohhhh..." You sigh. At the feel of your skin quivering beneath my
hand I feel as though I am out of myself. I alternately smack and
rub your cheeks until it is bright red all over. I see tears at the
corner of your eyes. My heart swells and I want all of you. I drop
to my knees and smother your backside with licks to sooth the fire.
I spread your cheeks and lick up and down your crack. Suddenly I get
up and move to the back of the tree. I release your hands and pull
you over to a ready blanket. You start to remove your mask, but I
stop you.

     "Not yet. Lay on your stomach." You stretch out. You can not see
what I am doing as I quickly strip. I crawl to you until I am on all
fours above you. I begin to nibble your neck and down your spine.
You are still red and warm. I spread your legs and then pull your
cheeks apart. Again you feel my tongue wiggling back and forth.
This time I seek out your tight bud and begin to push the tip of my
tongue in and out. Your moans, gasps, and groans are music to my
ears.

     "Ahhhh." You move to my rhythm. In and out...up and down your
crack...in and out...up and down your crack.

     "On all fours, sweetcheeks." I tug at your middle and you rise on
all fours. This gives me better access. I move my hand through your
legs and feel the flood that I have created. I sink two fingers into
your wetness.

    "Yesss. That's so good, Sandy." I push my fingers in and out
slowly...ever so slowly. I feel your movements trying to pick up the
pace and I go even slower. You are suprised to feel 2 quick smacks
on your bottom. "Uhhh..." There is a sudden flow from you. I
continue to use my fingers and alternately smack each crimson orb.
It becomes a dance. In out...smack...in out...smack.

     "Cum for me, Jadin. I want to feel your wetness and taste your
juices." My slow dance and become a frantic jitterbug. Without
warning, you feel me push on your back. You collasp. "Turn over," I
am panting now.

     Once you roll over, I dive between your legs. For so long I have
longed to taste you and now you are before me. I want to feast. You
clit is hard and swollen. I lick around it on either side every so
slowly. I feel
your hand behind my head guiding me to your secret places and I follow
your lead.
Your juices become a river. I slid my fingers in again and crook my
fingers up to hit your g-spot.

     "Uh...uh..."

     "Cum for me" I demand between licks. I feel you tug me tighter to
you.

     "Oh! Sandyyyyy!  I'm cummmminggg!  Ohhhhh....ohhhhh!"  Your back
suddenly arches and you sound as if all the wind has been knocked out of
you. There is a sudden rush of wetness and I want to drown in you as I
feel it gush out. "Ahhhhhh!"  Your stiffened body trembles and shakes.  I
swallow every drop and search for more. There is a final gasp
before your whole body goes limp. Part of me wants to let you cuddle
beside me, but I am hot and aching for release.

     I move up between your legs until my pussy meets yours. Your wetness
excites me. I manuever our bodies until our clits join. It is my turn to
moan. You hold me
tight to you and our middles grind together. It is your turn to feel a
rush of slickness released from me.

     "Jadin...Jadin..." I can't find words. I think I begin to babble
and I begin to ride your wave. I am reduced to panting and
grinding as I girl-fuck you. With one final push forward I feel the
crest and I ride the wave like a pro.

     Now, I slide beside you and put my arm around your middle. There is
no need for words. I quiver and shake as I come down. Finally, the
coolness of the air forces us to dress and gather our things.
Despite a mindblowing orgasm, I feel the familiar pusle between my
legs.

     As you follow behind me, we giggle like teenagers. Arm in arm we
make our way to the car. This is only the beginning of the
evening.