The Son of the last of a long line of thinkers. (delascabezas) wrote,
The Son of the last of a long line of thinkers.

from @ 2/9/2002 01:58:21 AM

My words trailed off… You made a dive for my crotch I wrapped my fingers in your hair and pulled your head up. I kissed your and you bit my lip hard. I pulled the over-size tank top you was wearing as a dress over your head, reached back and grabbed the handcuffs and cuffed your to the steering wheel. I pulled the seat as far back on the track as it would go and reclined the back of the seat. I unlaced your black Docs, took them off and threw them in the back of the van. Then came your socks, leggings and underwear.

I noticed you had tattoos on both legs. Those had not been there before. A raven, and a dolphin. How curious.
I pulled my shirt off. I had a bottle of chocolate syrup in my bag and drizzled it down your chest, around your nipples, in your navel and coated your sex. I licked the chocolate off your breasts, biting your nipples until they nearly bled. When I reached your navel, you began to giggle again. When I started to lick your sex, you moaned and the moans grew louder. I teased your clit with gentle nips and licked you clean. Then I flicked my tongue around the entrance to your vagina, just barely in. I returned my attention to your clit, sucking and biting. you tasted, not surprisingly, of chocolate.

I brought your just to the edge, then stopped. you kicked, furious. I gave your a predatory grin, then
removed my pants. you whimpered softly. I could feel your dampness throbbing against the pulsing head of my cock. you arched your back and begged as I slammed into you. The air grew charged and crimson between us. You screamed as I pounded you, delivering one orgasm after another.

The chain between the cuffs snapped, freeing your arms and leaving your with cuff bracelets. you reached
up with your left arm and grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing my head down. you took me in a brutal kiss, biting until the blood ran down my chin. you came again, then I finally had my release.

You stuck your finger in the blood from my lip, put it in your mouth and sucked. The light dimmed and
disappeared. You crawled over to the passenger seat. you got up and went to the back of the van, returning with two stadium blankets. you handed one to me, then wrapped the other around yourself and dozed off. I looked over at you thoughtfully, shook my head, started the engine and drove off.

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