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If These Walls Could Talk 2: Brian

*R-18 Contains Adult situations and Explicit Sexual Content and Profanity* Not for readers 17 and under. **This is a sequel to If These Walls Could Talk, you could read this first but I highly suggest you read the first one. Just so you are not confused when certain events are referenced. Thanks :)** I watched my best friend fall in love with an amazing woman, a woman that I had wanted for myself before his feelings developed, but he didn't know. I can't be mad at anyone other than myself for not taking a chance when I had it. So instead of being upset about it, I'm going to be happy for them both, they're happy together and I could never betray either of them by destroying their happiness. I envy them still though, I hate feeling like this. Hopeless. I wish I could find my own partner, one that could satisfy my sexual desires just as much as my emotional desires. But what are the chances of that happening?

Mara_Heller · Urban
Not enough ratings
155 Chs

137 Naughty

Sarina has me on my knees, my cock straining against the cock ring she put on, eating her out, with my hands tied behind my back. Just watching her smile in wicked delight as she pulls on the chain that's attached to the collar on my neck is enough to make me groan. My cock is begging for attention, but right now it's not about me, it's about her.

She tugs the chain again, forcing my face harder in between her legs. "Mmmm... That's right. Eat my pussy, show me how much you love it... Fuck..." She moans, her head falling back before she squeaks in delight. "You see what you've done to me? How the fuck could I want any other tongue on my body?"

I hum while sucking her clit, flicking it quickly with my tongue and she shatters. Her thighs reflexively snap around my face, keeping me locked against her quivering center. She rides my tongue, rolling her hips in jerky movements, even as my air starts to run out. I happily shove my face harder against her, running my tongue all over every bit I have access to. Her shaky legs finally release me and I take a breath of air, as I lay kisses on the inside of her thigh. She sits up on the chair and still breathing heavily motions for me to turn around.

I shuffle around and she unties my hands, rubbing my arms to help return the blood flow to my hands.

"Get on the bed, sitting up." Sarina smiles at me, "Restraints on."

I obey her and get on the bed, pulling the restraints out and attach them to my wrists, while sitting up against the head board. Sarina checks the restraints and smiles at me.

"Good job, now... let's see..." She walks over to our drawer that holds our toys and pulls out nipple clamps and the small flogger. "We can have some fun with these... can't we?"

"Yes, Ma'am." I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. I was loving this more confident woman who I knew was in my Sarina, just waiting to come out. She has always been beautiful and sexy but this one, this one made my soul quiver inside.

Her sexy strut over to me, in all her naked glory, was a feast for my eyes. The bounce of her tits, the toss of her hair over her shoulder was mouth watering. My swollen, aching cock twitched against my stomach.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself a little too much, I think." Sarina chided me, using the small flogger to hit me in the stomach, almost hitting my cock. It wouldn't have hurt me, but it would have shocked me none the less. Her words have me growing curious though, what does she have in mind?

She takes the nipple clamps and pulls on my nipples, stretching them out so she can get enough to attach the clamps to. I hiss as she tightens the first one on before gritting my teeth as she attaches the second one. She gives a gentle tug, testing their tightness making me grunt.

Fucking hell... These hurt worse than I remember.

Sarina uses the flogger to smack each of my nipples, "How's that?" She asks, searching my face for an answer.

"I can handle it." I let her know, even as the flogger hits my chest, making my arms twitch in the restraints.

"Good." She takes a few more smacks at my chest while running her hands in between her legs for me to watch her touch herself.

Fuck... I want to touch her so bad, I want her riding my cock, I want her screaming my name.

"Sarina...." I groan as she straddles me, still teasing me by touching her clit for me to see.

"Yes?" She asks breathlessly.

Groaning, I beg her, "Please touch my cock. I need you baby."

She smiles, taking her slick fingers and rubbing them around the head of my cock. Gasping, at that simple touch, she chuckles and sticks her fingers back in her pussy.

"You said touch." She winks and I groan in frustration.

"Please, Sarina. I need to be inside of you. My cock is about to burst." I beg her again.

She takes my cock in her hand, "Oh really? Is it now?" She asks me, mockingly. She gives it a stroke and a bead of precum dribbles down over her thumb. She takes her thumb and rubs it around the tip, humming.

"Please, Sarina." I gasp, "I'll never forget again."

She smiles, "Ohhh, I know you won't." She strokes my cock again and I groan from the sensation as she continues in a firm steady rhythm.

"Fuck Sarina..." She's going to make me cum if she keeps this up.

She releases my cock from her hand, "No you don't." She uses the flogger on my stomach, a couple of strands hitting my shaft.

"Oh..." I groan, my arms tugging at the restraints from reflex to cover my groin.

"Oh.. did that hurt?" She asks, hitting my stomach again. She takes hold of the chain connecting the nipple clamps and gives them a little tug, still flogging my stomach.

I hiss and clench my teeth to try to prepare myself for her pulling the clamps off, but she doesn't pull them like I was expecting.

"Do you trust me, Brian?" Sarina is staring straight into my eyes as she asks me.

"I do...." I start, but she tugs on the clamps, raising a brow at me.

"I do, Sarina. Even though I know you're taking some of your aggression out right now, I still trust you."

Her brow stays raised as she smirks, "Good, at least you understand me right now." She then tugs the clips off, making me cry out in surprise.

"Fuck!" I grunt under my breath. That shit hurt.

She turns, a smug smirk on the corners of her lips and puts the clamps and flogger up. She comes back with a longer thin toy in hand. She straddles my lap again, but reverse cowgirl, sitting herself to where her ass rubs against my cock.

Then like the fucking goddess she is, she turns on the toy, playing with herself, rocking her ass against my dick. The roll of her body as she teases me, her ass bouncing along my shaft as she looks over her shoulder at me is fucking other worldly. This woman knows exactly what she was doing to me, loves what she is doing and I do too.

"Bloody fuckin hell, Sarina." I watch her, enjoying this and wanting her so badly. I'm starting to play with the restraints to see if I can loosen them and get them off to surprise her and take her.

She moans and closes her eyes, "Do you want this baby?" She wiggles her ass against my cock and I stop messing with my restraints.

"Yes. I do." I know she can hear the pained longing in my voice, she's just enjoying this torture too much. It's not just the sex I'm longing for though, I want to feel that connection with her. However, my dick just may fall off if she doesn't give me some kind of release soon.

"How badly?" She asks, rubbing her ass along my dick, letting me feel how wet she is the way she glides over it.

"Oh dear god... " I groan, "Sarina, my dick is going to fall off if you don't do something about it soon."

She grabs my cock and that alone has me grunting as she moves it into place. She sits up straighter and slides me up into her, her walls tightly hugging every inch of my shaft as she begins to bounce her ass on me.

"Fuck yes... Oh god... Sarina.." My eyes roll back in my head overcome with the delirious sensations only she can give me. This woman drives me to the brink of insanity with lust, having to listen to her moaning from my cock, and I'm unable to touch her. My arms are pulling at the restraints again when Sarina gets up off my cock.

"No! Fuck..." I cry out, feeling the loss of her body close to mine. I struggle to breathe and keep myself from growing frustrated with her.

Sarina giggles and straddles my lap, pressing her large and lovely breasts into my face. I nip and lick on every bit of them I can get to as she takes a moment to enjoy it.

"Brian, are you frustrated? Do you want to come?" She coos the questions to me.

"Yes, please." I say still showing her breasts attention the best I can, bobbing my head to catch her right nipple in my mouth and sucking hard.

She gasps and giggles, the sound like water flowing in a creek bed, before turning into honeyed seductress, "Would you be willing to satisfy some of my more... recent desires.. if I promise you release?"

I raise my eyes to hers, releasing her breast from my mouth with a soft pop, "What do you want from me, Sarina? I'm yours already."

She giggles like I just made a deal with the devil, "Yes, you are mine..." she says as she sits back on my cock. Those luscious hips roll over just the tip, teasing, enticing. She wants me to lose all control and either try to take control or completely submit to her.

Using my restrained hands as my leverage, I lift my hips up to enter her farther, surprising her.

"And you're mine." I rumble lowly at her, maintaining eye contact with her as I continue to propel my self up into her.

Her hands grab hold of my hips and press me down against the bed. She enunciates each syllable as she shakes her head at me.

"Naughty. Bad. Boy."

Damn it.