Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: ImDulcinea@aol.com Subject: A New Scarf by Dulcinea A New Scarf by Dulcinea They were having an argument. She loved the long scarf, and he thought it was the silliest thing he'd ever seen. It was 8 feet long, brightly colored, and he said it made it her look like a bag lady. "Well, fine!" She plopped down on the bed, not looking at him. Holding the scarf in her hands, she twisted the material tightly. "I don't care what you say. I like it." "Hmm..." He reached out his hand, taking the scarf. "Let me look at it again. Okay?" She handed it over, resting her hands in her lap. "I don't have to wear it when you're with me," she said. "Oh, I can think of a way I'd like to see you wearing it." He moved quickly, wrapping the scarf around her wrists, binding them together. "Hey!" she cried, tugging at the binding. "What are you doing?" "This!" He laid her back gently, tying the other end of the scarf to the headboard. "Honey," she began, but he silenced her with a kiss. One hand snaked down to the waistband of her skirt, tugging the shirt free. In no time, he had the blouse unbuttoned, massaging her soft breasts through the satiny bra. Tugging the skirt down over her hips, he began kissing her stockinged legs, running his hands across the nylon to caress her round ass. He ignored her protests, letting his tongue trace its way from her knees and up her thighs, stopping at her sweet pussy. Even through the nylons and underwear, he could feel her wetness, and he placed his mouth over her pussy, blowing gently. Her protests turned to soft moans, her body beginning to twist and thrash under his touch. Rolling the nylons off of her, he tied them around her ankles with a grin, spreading her legs wide. She protested as he ripped the flimsy panties off, shaking her head when he threatened to gag her. "I think I shall spend the afternoon right here, my face buried between your legs." She groaned, twisting in her bonds. "How many times can I make you cum, I wonder?" By the third orgasm, she was begging to be untied, the insides of her thighs wet from his saliva and her own juices. "I think I like the view from here," he said, making her blush. He lowered his head, sucking on her swollen clit. "Maybe, though, I need to pay some attention to your nipples." He began licking his way up her stomach, kissing the undersides of her breasts, his fingertips playing with the hard nipples. He could stand it no longer. Slipping out of his jeans, he slipped his hard cock into her dripping pussy, his hands gripping her buttocks as he thrust into her. Her hands pulled up over her head like that made her breasts stand out, and it wasn't long before they were both cumming. Lying on top of her, exhausted, he nuzzled her neck, enjoying the warmth of her body beneath him. "How do you feel?" he asked. "With my fingertips," she laughed, running her hands down his back to cup his ass. "Your hands are free!" he cried in surprise. "Of course," she said, giving him a little squeeze. "You didn't think that little scarf would hold me, did you?" She kissed him, tasting a hint of her cum still on his breath. "Just wait. I'll teach you how to tie a good knot. And you'll find out how much fun it is to be tied down and helpless." He grinned, feeling himself grow hard again. "I think I would like that....." -- Story Submission: Newsgroup FAQ: Archive site: (Not pretty yet)