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By *ony2269 OP Man
47 weeks ago
Radcliffe |
"Your friend is hot," said Lottie once they were in the bathroom.
"You think so? I think you're just d*unk," replied Ellen.
"Yeah, I like an older guy."
Lottie stumbled slightly into a stall and closed the door.
"Are you going out with him?" she shouted through the door.
"No," replied Ellen, stepping into her own stall. "We're just old friends."
"Great!" said Lottie.
Ellen hadn't thought about going out with Tony and she wasn't interested in anything but she had wanted to see how the evening was going to pan out. She was having fun and Lottie's comments suddenly made her feel a pang of jealousy. She said nothing though.
Ellen finished on the toilet and then remembered what Tony had said. Fuck it. She stepped out of her underwear and folded it up into her handbag.
Lottie was sorting her hair in the mirror.
Ellen spoke to her, "Come on lets get you a glass of water."
Ellen quickly touched up her makeup and they went back out.
Tony was easy to find again and Ellen discretely passed him her underwear. He took a few steps away from her without saying a word. Then he turned around and not so discretely, took a long sniff of them!
He then turned away and walked back to his friend.
Ellen watched them chat for a moment and then shake hands and Tony's taller friend left. Ellen couldn't quite tell but she thought it looked like Tony passed over something when they shook hands.
She ignored that idea and went back to her friends. She was chatting with Clare about going and getting some water when she noticed that Lottie had gone.
A scan of the dancefloor showed that Lottie was now dancing with Tony. She was clearly grinding against him and Ellen could imagine his erection pressing against Lottie and another small pang of jealously coursed through her. She saw Lottie start kissing his neck.
Ellen left Clare and walked over to Tony and Lottie on the dancefloor.
"Hello Ellen," said Tony and he held out his arm, "want to join us?"
Lottie was still kissing his neck.
Tony pulled Ellen in close with his free hand. There was no point in resisting, she needed to be close for him to hear her.
"Lottie has had too much to drink, she needs to sit and have a glass of water," Ellen said into Tony's ear.
"OK, you find a seat. I'll get some water."
He untangled himself from Lottie and handed her over to Ellen before walking to the bar.
Ellen and Lottie were sat in a small curved booth when Tony returned with the water. He gave the water to Lottie and then slid into the booth next to Ellen.
Lottie drank a large gulp of it and held onto the glass unsteadily.
At that moment, Clare came over. "How are we all doing?" she asked.
"Lottie here has had a little too much to drink."
"No worries, we'll get her into one of the cabs outside," replied Clare. "Upsy daisy Lottie"
Clare lifted Lottie under the arm and led her out of the front of the bar.
Tony turned to Ellen. "Now, where were we?"
"I don't know, it's up to you.... Sir"
Ellen grinned.
Tony simply put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.
Ellen felt his lips on her neck. His lips were soft and his kisses were tender. He was kissing her neck and then nibbling her ear. With his arm tightly wrapped around her too, this felt safe and gentle, almost loving. A stark contrast to the daring and scary feelings of their encounters so far. Then his hand moved from her shoulder down her chest and under the top of her dress. 'Oh, here he goes,' she thought to herself.
His fingers went straight into the cup of her bra and found her nipple. Of course, it was already hard. She thought she could feel his smile on her neck as he continued kissing. He teased her nipple mercilessly. Playing with it between his fingers, circling it, pinching it and even twisting it at one point which made her gasp. Then he was gentle again, circling and stroking it. Her other nipple ached to be touched now. She had to stop herself from bringing her own hand up.
Soon Tony's other hand was on her too, but on her leg. He simply ran it up and down her thigh. His touch extremely light and soft. Just tracing his fingertips up and down the inside of her leg. His other hand was openly groping and squeezing her boob now but this hand was so infuriatingly gentle.
He was also still kissing her neck. She could hear him quietly moaning and whispering rude thoughts into her ear.
His hand on her leg was almost torture. He moved it so slowly up the inside of her thigh and each time stopped an inch away from her pussy before slowly going back down again. Here they were in a dark booth out of sight and he was doing less to her than he'd done right at the bar!
She took her hand and put it on his crotch, rubbing him. Unsurprisingly, he was very hard.
Tony playfully slapped Ellen's thigh, it stung a little and made her jump. He removed her hand from his crotch and put it back down between them.
He resumed gently stroking her leg.
"Be a good girl," he reminded her and he kissed her cheek.
She was soaking wet and aching for more. She tried to ignore the teasing and focus on the pleasure from her neck and her nipple. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back.
She was enjoying the continuous teasing of her nipple when he suddenly dragged his nails down her inner thigh. Heat and her attention were suddenly fully on her leg. She closed her legs involuntarily. Tony pulled them apart again and calmly slapped the inside of her thighs. He put his hand gently on her knee and did another very slow walk up her inner thigh with his fingertips. This time when he stopped at the top, he just kept his hand there. He also stopped moving the hand on her nipple and was simply kissing her neck.
Ellen felt him grip her thigh tighter. His hand kneading and pulling at her leg. Massaging the very top of her muscle where it joined the inside of her hip. His hand was firm but not painful. What she mostly noticed was that he was indirectly pulling her wet lips apart with each grasp.
She moaned and almost whimpered in need.
"What do you want?" he teased.
"I want fingering," she replied lustily.
"Kiss me first"
Ellen turned her head to kiss him. Her lips parted and they kissed. Despite their obvious lust Tony kissed her slowly and gently. He took her face in both his hands. Their eyes were closed and nothing else mattered. The kiss intensified as their tongues came into play. Tony moved around to be facing Ellen, almost climbing on top of her. His knee pressed between her legs, right against her. The kiss was passionate now. Their hands were wandering and Ellen was rocking her hips against his leg.
When they broke off from the kiss Tony stood up and simply held out his hand without saying a word.
Ellen took it and stood up.
Tony led Ellen away from the main bar and down another corridor. He took a key out of his pocket and opened one of the doors. He led Ellen into the room.
"I'm staying here tonight," Tony told Ellen with a gesture to the bedroom. "This pub is an inn as well as a bar."
Ellen said nothing and walked into the room and stood next to him.
Tony turned and gazed at her intensely. His eyes bright and full of passion.
She waited, not sure what was going to happen next.
He raised his hand and gently pushed some of her hair behind her ear. He kissed her lips softly. His lips lingered on hers for a few seconds. She parted her lips slightly just as he broke off.
He smiled as he looked at her and licked his lips. "You are very beautiful Ellen; tonight is going to be as exsquite as you are."
With that he grabbed both her hands and held them together. Suddenly he had a rope in his hand and he started wrapping it around her wrist. Ellen smiled at him. At this point she was all in, excitement had overcome fear. What would he do with her? Everything so far had turned her on, she was willing to see what Tony could come up with next.
He had tied both her hands together in front of her. The ropes were keeping her hands in place together but they didn't feel tight and were not digging in. She gave them a little test. Nope, her hands couldn't get out, but it was comfortable.
Tony pulled the other end of the rope up and led Ellen's hands up and over her head. She was left with her hands near the back of her neck and her elbows pointing upwards as Tony held the rope against the small of her back. Tony took his free hand and ran it up the inside of Ellen's legs, this time right up to her bare pussy.
"Where are your knickers?" Tony queried, "Oh yes, Dave has them. By now he has probably already cum in them. He might even ask his wife to wear them for him."
Ellen shuddered, shocked. Not sure whether she felt excited or anxious about it. Then she pictured it, the handsome man from the bar, fisting his cock, groaning as he cums into her knickers. Would he be picturing her, imagining her naked? Would his wife be watching him, maybe she was wanking his cock for him? The shock and anxiousness had gone, Ellen was excited.
Returning from her reverie she focused again on Tony. |
