Message-ID: <3310eli$9708241047@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: anakha@clara.net (anakha) Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - Lori's Letters -->> A very nice bondage letter (1/1) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.bondage Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <5torr1$bkl$2@eros.clara.net> ****************************************************************************** Hi, I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to repost the stuff I have. There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups. The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else, know). I hope you enjoy whatever I do post. One last thing. Someone asked me recently if I was going to put some of my stories on my web page for people to download. I am undecided about this so would appreciate feedback on wether this is a good idea. Bye for now. Anakha http://home.clara.net/anakha/index.html ****************************************************************************** ======== Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage Subject: Lori's Letters -->> A very nice bondage letter From: Lori Date: Sat, 31 Aug 1996 12:29:37 -0700 LORI SAYS.... Hi gang! This is one of my favorite letters. Paul is in his early thirties and describes himself as being 5'10" with dark curly hair. Here he describes an encounter with Karma, a tall blonde gal in her mid twenties. Enjoy...... ************************************************************* Karma and I had been working together for close to a year before I was transferred to another location a half an hour away. In that year, we had struck up a relationship based on very explicit flirting. Since we worked together, I had never asked her out, even though she was driving me crazy! Tall with short blonde hair, a pixie smile and a body to die for, she was off- limits while we worked together. But the I was transferred! As soon as I heard, I asked Karma out. She said yes with a twinkling in her blue-green eyes. Over dinner, our flirting continued as we drank wine. When the subject of sexual experiences came up again for the hundredth time, I was surprised that Karma had never played with bondage. "Oh, you don't know what you're missing!," I told her. "It's not about pain or humiliation or anything like that. It's about receiving pleasure that you can't control. You can't do anything but receive! It can be excruciatingly wonderful!" I continued extoling the virtues of a good bondage session for awhile before she looked at me shyly and said the words I had been waiting a year to hear. "Will you tie me up?" The main problem with bondage, I feel, is that you can't ask your partner to roll over. You see, I love the female body. All of it. But is she's tied up, you tend to only have half of a body to work with. But i've found a way around it.... An hour later, Karma was tied standing up in the doorway from my walk-in closet to my bedroom. Soft cotton rope - washed so it was much softer - were attached to her arms and ankles. Karma's legs were slightly spread and her arms above her head. There was enough play in the rope so she could move a little to resist cramps or getting tired. She was still fully clothed, facing towards the bed with a freestanding mirror in front of her. The mirror was oval and wood framed. I positioned it so Karma could watch us. I slipped behind her and held her. Karma was tall enough so that when she leaned her head back, it rested on my shoulder. She was nervous as I started rubbing her body through her clothes. Starting with her stomach, where my arms were wrapped around her, I stroked every inch of her as I held her tight. When my hands reached her covered breasts she quivered and when one hand rubbed her mound through her jeans a soft moan escaped. Very slowly, I unbuttoned her blouse, trying not to touch her bare skin just yet. She squirmed again, her delicious little butt grinding against my hard member. Her bra unfastened from the front and I froze for a minute, looking over her shoulder at the mirror admiring her breasts. I untied one of her arms and slipped her shirt and bra off. Then her arm was retied. I didn't bother untying the other, but just slid the clothes up the rope and draped over a hook out of the way. Such beautiful skin she had! I ran one finger up her spine, just barely grazing her skin. She jumped, her every nerve alert and sensitive. Again and again I ran my hands over her back, lightly teasing her, awakening and heightening her senses. Then I knelt behind her, slightly off to one side so she could see me in the mirror. I smiled at her and her expression was one of rising passion. I ran my hands up the outside of her legs, slightly rough through her jeans. Her shoes and socks came of next. My right hand worked it' s way slowly up the inside of her leg, stroking and squeezing gently. Karma watched the mirror transfixed as my hand rubbed her mound. It was so erotic, seeing this hand come from behind and touching her so intimately. Finally I undid her jeans and slide them and her panties down to her ankles. Again, I untied one leg and pulled her foot and the attached rope through the pant's leg. After tieing her back up, I raised her other leg and slide the clothes off her entirely. Karma was naked. And tied up. And excited beyond believe. I stepped back into the darkness of the closet and hurriedly undressed. She tried looking over her shoulder, but I teased her by not letting her get a glimpse of me naked just yet. "Look in the mirror," I said softly. Only then did I step forward to hold her from behind again. "Oh God," she gasped when my hard cock touched her just at the top of her butt. I wrapped my arms around her trembling body and pressed our naked flesh together tightly. Was she whimpering? Or was it me? Still not sure. Just know that we were both so damned excited. Again, my hands roamed her body. Gently. Softly touching. A feather touch here, then there. I avoided her breasts and mound at first. Waiting. Teasing. When I trailed a finger gently across the underside of each breast, Karma squirmed in my arms, her tight butt nestling my cock. I spent forever, it seemed, on her breasts. Slowly working towards the nipples. Stroking, teasing, dancing away. I nibbled her neck as I circled her nipples with my finger tips. Karma was loosing it. She'd look in the mirror at my arms wrapped around her, but then be overcome and her head would fall back against my shoulder, her eyes shut in pleasure. Gently nibbling one earlobe, my left hand reached around to her right breast, while my right hand started working south. Down the side of her body, then I pulled away from her slightly so I could squeeze one cheek of her butt. Then I pulled her tight against me, supporting her as my hand stroked the inside of her thigh, moving slowly upwards. Very, very gently, I tugged carefully on her pubic hair, just enough to excite the skin. I ran one finger around her lips which were damp from perspiration. Only then, when Karma was sagging against me trembling, did I actually start touching her. Again and again I ran a finger up and down her swollen lips before gently pressing my middle finger inbetween. God, she was wet and hot and I could almost imagine steam rising from her pussy. I pulled my hand away from her pussy and Karma's head snapped up in alarm, afraid that I was finished, I guess. Silly girl! When she was watching in the mirror, I raised my soaked finger to my mouth and sucked off her juice. She even tasted sweet! Then my hand returned to her pussy. With my other, I was still tracing circles around her nipple and my tongue traced designs on her throat. Teasing is so important. I ran one finger around and around her clit. Karma was torn with indecision. She wanted to press back against me tight, but instinctively, she thrust her pelvis out for firmer contact. Some she was kinda trusting back and forth as I teased and teased. "I need to come," she whispered in a shaky voice. "God, I can't take much more of this." She tried to say something else, but her voice trailed off and was replaced with a gasp when I lightly dragged my finger across her clit. Enough, I decided. On to the next phase.... My left hand slid down the front of her body as the right one worked it's way around behind her. I slipped my right hand up between her cheeks and slid just one finger into her as I toyed with her clit with my left hand. But I did all this slowly. Karma was panting hard and started moving. Back and forth. Back and forth. I let her set the pace. Back onto my finger in her, then forward to press against my finger on her clit. It was awkward and she couldn't quite get the pace right. It must have felt great to her, but she it wasn't quite enough. Her movements grew jerky, her breathing erratic. Moans and curses and pleas came from her. It was wonderful. Seeing her so excited, forgetting everything but the moment. Her skin was flushed and a fine layer of sweat covered her. She moved and jerked and twitched and tried desperately to come. It's time, I thought. I stepped around in front of her, removing my hands from her heat and wrapped her in a tight hug. We kissed. She was eager and hungry, panting and ready. I swear it felt like she would suck the tongue right out of my mouth in her excitement. We pressed against each other, loving the way our bodies felt where they touched. I swayed slightly from side to side to increase the sensation as she greedily kissed me. I pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. I cupped her face with my hands as we stared deep in each other's souls. Her eyes seemed both glazed and very alive. Her breath, warm and quick, her face so flushed. I tenderly stroked her face. Then, with hunger of my own, I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her legs. Again, an awkward position. More to excite her even further then to allow her desperately need orgasm. I licked her and sucked her and drank deep her juices. She was crying out as I danced my tongue over her clit. She quivered as I pulled her closer, my hands on her butt, my face in heaven. Her legs started trembling uncontrollably, spasticly, and that told me it was enough. Still on my knees, still with my tongue on her, I untied her ankles. I don't think she even noticed. I stood, making sure my hard cock brushed up her inner thigh. She squeezed her thighs together to grip me when it was nestled against her pussy. We looked at each other wordlessly. I ran my hands up her arms to her wrists as I slowly pulled my cock back then forward slightly. She opened her mouth to speak, to beg, but I kissed her words away. Then, with lips pressed against each other, with my cock pressed against her pussy, I untied her arms. She hugged me fiercely, ready to tackle me right then and there. But, instead, I pulled back quickly and scooped her up in my arms. Seconds later we were on the bed with my finally in her. I trust slowly as she wrapped herself around me. Legs locked around my waist, arms around my neck. I trust all the way in her, then rocked upward slightly to rub her mound more fully. It took forever, ten strokes at least, before she started coming. How many orgasms did she have? I have no idea. Maybe it was just one real long one. All I know is that she tensed, her muscles squeezing my cock like a vise. I kept pumping, moving in and out as slowly as I could, rocking up against her, then pulling away. Karma screamed and her back arched. She unlocked her legs and thrust her pelvis up as her hands found my butt. "Faster," she tried to say. "Harder..." Faster and harder it was as she squeezed my butt, urging me on like she was dribbling a basketball. I'm not real sure how long this lasted or quite how it ended. It was like I came to much later, still on top of Karma, my weight on my elbows, with her still wrapped around me. Everytime I moved it seemed to set of a mini-earthquake deep within her. A few minutes later? An hour later? Whenever we could speak again, I asked her what she thought of bondage now. "You'll see tomorrow," she said with the lazy-contented smile of a satisfied woman, "when I tie you up." 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