Knock Knock Ch. 05

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Was the sound heard as I taped on the coffee table. Seated before me was a lady friend of mine I had invited to my room for a drink.

"What was that for?" She asked accepting the drink I handed her.

"You seemed to have zoned out when I stepped away." I replied.

She sipped the drink slowly, it was her favourite drink, rum and fruit punch. Jillian was dressed in a tight red dress trimmed with yellow around the low neck line. I couldn't tell you how long her heels were, but they were much longer than what you'd see in an office setting.

Jillian kept her dirty blonde hair shoulder length, and her make-up modest. At one time she was a heavier lady, I only mention this because her breasts hadn't yet caught up with the rest of her body.

"Why did you ask me up here." She asked me.

"I wanted to talk to you all night." I replied. "You look so beautiful in that dress."

Jillian blushed as she broke our gaze.

"You could have told me downstairs." She said locking eyes with me.

I took a deep breath before I spoke, I could tell she was hanging on my every word. "I tried, but you were always surrounded by other men."

With those words, I could see her pupils expanding, she had finally discovered the plot of our role-play.

"I'm a single and independent woman, I can speak to whomever I want." She declared proudly.

I pointed at her with a long finger as I spoke loudly. "You're a slut trying to hustle dicks on the dancefloor for dollars!"

She gasped at this, I don't often cuss in front of ladies.

"I think I better go." She said without rising.

"You're free to leave. The door is unlocked." I said waving a hand towards the door.

She took a huge sip of her drink. Perhaps she was seeking liquid courage, but I knew the truth, she wanted to see what I'd say and do next.

"If you stay, that means you submit to me." I said coldly.

Setting the empty glass down she spoke. "I submit to you?"

"You've teased me all night. Stay and pay for your treachery! Or you can leave!" I said.

Jillian put a hand to her temple, then spoke in a feeble voice with her eyes closed. "I'm trying to get up, but I feel so weak."

I brushed a stray lock of blonde hair out of her face, to tuck behind her ear. "I bet you say that to all the guys."

Panicked, she looked down at her glass as she spoke. "Did you put something in my drink?"

"Didn't you watch me pour your drink?" I said.

Her face flushed a deep red, I could tell she was embarrassed and feeling ashamed. I started laughing deeply and loudly as I moved closer to her on the sofa. Her arms lay beside her, she made no moves to escape, or for that matter to stop me.

I picked up her hand to kiss it. "I see you've made the choice to stay."

"I feel warm all over." She said ignoring my statement.

"It's sexual arousal. Something those other men couldn't do for you." I said moving close enough that our hips touched.

Jillian looked at her drink then replied. "I don't think so, I think it's this drink."

I moved her hand to my crotch. I was rock hard.

"Are you sure it's just the drink, or maybe you want me too?" I said.

She smiled then looked at the door, her hand remained on my manhood. "I better go."

"And yet you're still here." I said.

Jillian tried to stammer out a reply, she couldn't think of something to say. I put my lips to hers; she didn't move her hands to resist, however she didn't return the kiss.

I pushed myself upon her, then placing a hand behind her head I guided her onto the sofa. She instinctive tried her open her legs for me, but her long gown prevented this.

With my legs straddled across her I kissed her sloppily as I groped her roughly. Jillian did her best not to show her growing pleasure. With each soft moan that escaped her lips, I smiled that much more, I knew that she had surrendered her body to me.

Frustrated at us both being clothed, I stood up, and pulled her to her feet.

"I'm going to leave now..." She said softly.

"And yet you haven't taken a step towards the door!" I said laughing.

She blushed a deep shade of red at my words, so much that she almost blended in with her dress. Turning her around, I lifted her shoulder length hair up to find the zipper. She moved her hands to her breasts, I thought it was an attempt to hold her dress up, but when I went to pull the dress down she didn't stop me. Her hands were there to cover her nudity.

I spun her around to leer at her body. She wore no bra or panties under her gown, only black stocking and garters.

"No bra?" I inquired.

"The dress gives me all the support I need." Jillian replied with one hand covering her ample breasts, and the other over her feminine parts.

"I'd believe that if you had panties on!" I replied slapping her on the ass.

SLAP!

"Oh!" She cried out moving a hand to rub the now red spot I gave her.

She suddenly realized that her breasts were now uncovered altyazılı porno and moved her hand back to cover them. I laughed loudly at this, she reddened in the face.

"Time is up slut! You're my whore for the night!" I said taking a step towards her.

Jillian wasn't able to get a word out, I picked her up like a fireman would a person he intended to rescue. Unlike a fireman, I was headed towards the danger, not away from it.

She remained absolutely still on my shoulders, she had never experienced such a thing before. When I set her down on her feet next to the window, I could see her face was flushed again. This time however it looked as if she came from being carried!

"What are you going to do to me?" She asked trying to compose herself.

SLAP!!

"A good whore doesn't ask too many questions!" I said giving her another pat on the bottom.

On the nearby bed I had all my tools laid out, red rope and blindfold. Firstly I blindfolded her, I knew it'd heighten her other senses adding to the experience.

"Oh..." She cooed when her sight was taken from her.

I didn't reply, I had work to do. I was so aroused that I had to adjust my trousers. Next I set to binding her hands, then running it to her feet which I bound next.

"I bet you do this to all the girls?" She asked.

The truth was back when I was in Afghanistan with the Dutch Army, we would tie up suspects and Taliban the same way. I decided that it'd be prudent to keep that fact to myself.

Once she was bound, I put a hand on her shoulder and pushed down. She got the idea as she struggled down to her knees.

I could tell she was thinking of something witty to say, so I grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked back. When her mouth opened to protest I slid my man-meat in!

Jillian handled my beef like a pro! Like a fish to water she commenced working my pole like it was her destiny!

With her hands bound, she alternated between stroking the shaft with both hands and doing a mouth only blowjob. It felt marvellous, had I been in my twenties I would have blasted her teeth with my sperm, but I still had a few things I wanted to do to her first.

Stepping back, I helped her to her feet, then to the window. It was a large window that began at about elbow height, and over looked the busy street below. I rested her arms on it, then reached forward to move the first thick curtain aside.

"What are you doing?!?" Jillian shrieked in a shrill tone.

"You're a whore!" I said as if that explained everything.

With one hand I parted her ass cheeks, and with the other I placed my meat at the exterior of her anus. I couldn't hear breathing as the anal tension began to grow. I had no intention of getting a shit dick, I just wanted to see her sweat.

"Uh..." Jillian said searching for words.

I leaned forward, which caused my pole to push against her. In response she moved her body forward hoping to avoid having her sphincter being enlarged. I held her steady with my hand, making it clear that escape was futile.

I however tired of this cat