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Liv and Angela

I rang the door to Liv’s house. She was my best friend with benefits, as the saying goes. Whenever the stress of work became too much or I was just plain horny, I knew I could count on her to make me feel better in more ways than one. On this night in particular, I had had the boss riding my case all week and I needed a good fucking to divert my attention. I didn’t want any romantic flowery shit. No, I needed someone to take my aggressions out on. I wanted someone who could give as good as they got. Liv was the only woman I knew who could do that.

I was growing excited at the thought of the naughty surprises Liv always had for me when I came over. It usually involved something a little kinky and extremely fun. The sex was so fantastic that it left me wondering why we had never tried to have a relationship, but the answer was simple. We came from two different worlds. She was the only daughter of an affluent family who spent her days doing lunch and playing tennis while I, being the offspring of two members of the working class, had to work long hours at a job I hated. Had the two of us had not had a chance meeting at a local coffee shop, our paths would have never crossed.

Sadly, the only things that we had in common were a love of caffeinated beverages and steamy sex, neither of which would ever stand the strains of a day-to-day commitment. No, the two of us were at our best in the bedroom and we both agreed that the friendship would never progress past that level. The sex was enough to keep us coming back for more.

A couple of minutes went by and still no Liv. I rang the bell again, thinking she had not heard it the first time. I was about to dial her cell to see if she had stepped out, but just as I pulled out my phone, she answered the door.

“Hello Angela. Come on in,” she said. “Sorry it took me so long, but I was making some last minute preparations for your visit.”

“Preparations. I love the sound of that. It makes me wet wondering what you have in store for me.”

I grabbed her by the ass, squeezing her cheek harshly as she let out a moan.

“I hope to have you very wet before tonight is over.”

She smiled and took me by the hand, leading me upstairs.

She brought me to the large spare bedroom she reserved for our fun. It was innocent enough looking to the untrained eye. The furnishings were basic. There was a large sturdy four-poster bed with a huge black trunk at the foot. The casual observer would be hard pressed to believe that the seemingly demure lady of the house used the bedposts to tie down her lovers and that the trunk hid her sexual toys. Liv had laid a large white blanket across the mattress. She had turned off the lights so that the only illumination in the room came from the white candles burning in the candelabras and holders throughout the room.

She turned to me and kissed me hard on the lips. I grabbed her breasts, clenching their soft flesh between my fingers.

“Me first tonight.”

My tone offered no opportunity for arguments.

“Alright, you act like getting fucked hard first is something I’d turn down.”


I turned and walked to the large wooden black box. I opened the heavy lid to reveal what I needed. Inside was the strap on, waiting for me, inert in its harness. I quickly stripped and put on the dildo before turning to Liv. She lay on the bed, already naked and willing.

I walked over and stood in front of her. My pussy became more wet by the moment as I thought about how I was going to take out my frustrations on her.

“Are you ready for this, you little slut?”

The dildo felt heavy between my legs as I rubbed its shaft.

“Mmmm, yes,” she said

Liv took the latex cock in her hand and licked it up and down, lubricating it with her saliva. I pushed it between her lips, fucking her mouth with it. I released her and she fell back on the bed. I mounted her quickly, pushing the dick deep inside her in one thrust. She cried out. I began to pound her mercilessly, her large breasts bouncing up and down on her chest. Her hips seemed weightless as I lifted them to my waist, using her plump buttocks for handles as I plunged in and out. Liv stretched her arms out, grasping the sheets to brace for each feral blow I inflicted on her. I smacked her ass hard. The noise echoed throughout the room as the red welt rose on her skin.

“Mmmm, again,” Liv cried as she lunged forward, driving the strap on deeper inside of her.

I drew back my hand and swung a hard blow on her thigh. The ecstasy of the pain nearly sent her over the edge, but I was not finished with her. I slowed my thrusts and lowered her hips back to the mattress, gently caressing the marks I had created. She moaned and writhed as I climbed on top of her, never leaving the sticky warmth between her legs. I kissed her hard on the lips, my tongue thrusting in and out as my dick did the same in her cunt. I kneaded her breasts with my hand, pinching the nipples between my fingers. Our clits rubbed and pressed into each other, our bodies ached for a release. My hips ground ferociously into hers, my cunt throbbing as the juices mixed with hers on my legs. Liv’s body shuddered as her fists clenched the blanket between her fingers, her orgasm sending sheets of her nectar to drip onto me. The warmth of her fluids combined with her clit moving with mine forced me to climax. The waves of pleasure flowed through me like a raging river until I was spent. I relaxed on top of her, gently nuzzling her neck. We cradled in each other’s arms, softly kissing, for a few moments before Liv leaned over and removed the strap on from around my waist.

“My turn,” she said.

Liv stood up and moved to the trunk. She brought over a black satin blindfold and some braided cord. She instructed me to sit up, which I did without refusal. The satin felt cool and silky as it covered my eyelids. I could see nothing as her hands guided me backwards to the footboard. Her breath was hot as her tongue darted in and out of my lips before plunging deep into my throat. Her kiss was intoxicating, leaving me at her mercy, while she tied my arms behind my back and around the bedpost.

“There. Don’t move or I’ll be forced to discipline you.”

I’m pretty sure Liv was hoping for the chance to do just that, but I remained still. I figured I was in for enough as it was.

I felt her hands grab each of my ankles, spreading my legs apart, and tie them with the long cords to the headboard’s posts. The cords had to be long enough to reach the opposite end of the bed, but the knots were so tight. There was no slack in the rope. I knew she must have wanted to make sure I was immobile. I could feel my cunt ache with the anticipation of what devilish deeds she had in store for me.

“Now my pet, I have something for you,” she said before quickly sucking my nipple.

I felt her hands rub my chest and stomach with what must have been some sort of massage oil. It smelled faintly of oranges and vanilla. It tingled as it glided across my skin, leaving me wet with need. I was so intrigued by the scent of the oil that the stinging sensation that followed shocked my entire body. My back arched, pulling at my body’s restraints as the burning liquid singed my skin before cooling.

“Candle wax,” I said.

Before I could finish my thought, Liv stopped my speaking with her tongue, forcing it deep into my throat before dragging her mouth across my chest to my abdomen. I felt her wet lips graze my naval before her teeth pulled the wax from me in one quick move. Within moments, I felt quick drops of the wax hitting my breasts as she held a candle above me. My pussy was dripping with desire, my body unsure if it should recoil in pain or relish in the ecstasy of the stinging sensations.

The wax had barely hardened on my nipple before she wrapped her lips around it and sucked the stiffening paraffin from each breast. My hips heaved, searching for Liv’s body.

“Aren’t we eager tonight?”

She stuck a finger into my wetness before pulling it back out. I could hear her sucking on her finger.

“Mmmm. You taste even sweeter than usual. You must be very horny tonight.”

The sounds of the strap on being fastened to her caused me to lung my hips forward, begging her to fuck me.

She lay between my legs, teasing my sticky opening with the head of the dildo. Her teeth nipped playfully along my waist before clamping and sucking on my breast. It felt wonderful. I was lost in the feeling until she drove the latex tool into me. It sent me into a wanton frenzy and I tugged at my tethers, wanting to be free to fuck her as hard as she was I, but I couldn’t move. She had me where she wanted me as she tore into my body, hitting every erotic nerve inside me.

Liv grabbed the bedpost above my head, placing her nipple in my eager lips. I devoured it, using it to ground me as I was overwhelmed by the euphoria. The strap on rammed me harder and harder, forcing the other end into her clit. Our nectar melded into one flow between us as we both neared climax. I shuddered; clenching her breast in my teeth as a small drop of blood trickled into my mouth.

“Oh God yes! Harder! Bite me harder!”

I clamped around her nipple with more force and she responded my pounding me even harder with the dildo. Her thrusting sent us both into a euphoric state of passion we could no longer resist. Cum spilled from us in sheets that coated our thighs and the bed, but our heightened arousal wouldn’t allow us to release each other. We lay there, unable to move, in a spent sweaty mass of flesh until our muscles relaxed from the intensity of the sex.

Liv was the first to move. She lovingly kissed the areas where the candle wax had fallen before removing my blindfold and untying me. I stretched my limbs as she handed me a soft warm robe.

We didn’t say anything. The two of us cuddled in the glow of the candles enjoying each other’s warmth. In a fleeting instant, I opened my mouth to profess my desire to have her with me always, but I stopped myself as I remembered that we were from such different worlds. No, I thought, what if it didn’t work out. Even though it saddened me, I knew it was better to keep things as they were rather than sacrifice our friendship for the sake of a relationship that would never work.

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