It had been a couple of weeks since Chris and I had first met when he called me. He had been so sweet the day we first met. I had been very nervous when my friends had left me tied to the pillar and alone with him. But, when he untied me, took my hand and led me to the bedroom, he had been so gentle. He treated me so much like a woman. I had loved the way he touched and kissed me. It felt so natural when he made love to me. Feeling him inside of me was wonderful. “Hi, Larkin,” he said when I answered the phone. “I have missed you and wanted to know if you would like to get together again.” A shiver ran through me at the thought of being with him again. “I would love to,” I said. “How about tonight? I thought we might watch a movie at my house and have some pizza and wine.” “That sounds nice,” I replied. It was decided that I would be there about 7:30 . He mentioned that I had looked cute in the short skirt that I had worn the day we first me and I told him that I would wear something that I hoped he would like. When we hung up, my hands were trembling with excitement. I ran upstairs to my room. I carefully put on my makeup and a new strawberry blonde wig. I put on a pair of red panties and found a pair of tan stockings. It felt so nice as I slipped my legs into them and attached them to the garter belt. I rummaged around in my closet and found a short, brown leather skirt that I only worn once before to a club. I had attracted the attention of several men that night. That had embarrassed me and I had not worn it again. It was so tight that it hugged my hips and I liked the way I looked when I stood in front of the mirror. It was so tight that I could only take small steps. I put on a sheer tan blouse with ruffles around the wrists and neckline. I chose a pair of brown, 5” heels to wear. I love the way they made my legs look slender and firm. I drank a glass of wine to settle my nerves and drove over the Chris’. He opened the door and immediately put his arms around me and pulled me against him. “You look beautiful,” he whispered in my ear and then gave me a long and deep kiss. He took my hand and led to toward the couch. There were two glasses of wine already on the coffee table and we both took a sip. As we sat back, he put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him. I sighed and cuddled closer. My already short skirt rode higher up my thighs and showed the top of my stockings and a little of the garter straps. I saw him look down and smile. “I love your shoes, Hon, but let’s get them off so you are more comfortable”. He got down in front of me and began to undo the straps and then slipped them off. As he stood back up, he gently ran his hands up my legs. He sat back down beside me and I felt his chest press against my breasts. We kissed some more and I loved feeling him against me. We sipped some more wine. “You know, you looked awfully sexy that day when you were tied up,” he said. “Can I tie you up again?” I said nothing but my smile told him what my answer was. “ I have some things that you might find fun to play with.” He stood up, went over to a closet and returned with a leather bag. The first thing that he pulled from the bag was a blindfold. “This will add to the excitement,” he said as he slipped the blindfold over my head and down over my eyes. I could not see anything. I could hear myself breathing. For what seemed like a long time, I just sat there waiting. Finally, I felt him grab my shoulders and turn me so that my back was to him. I willingly let him pull my wrists behind me and heard the clicks as he put a pair of handcuffs on me. “Now, this is what is called a ring gag,” he said. I had seen pictures of that type of gag and knew that it was used to keep me from talking and to hold my mouth open. I opened my mouth and felt it being placed behind my teeth. I felt the straps tighten around my head. “You look simply delicious,” he said. I felt his tongue against my tongue. I then felt myself being lifted. He led me from behind the coffee table and pushed me down onto my knees. I heard him unzip his pants. I felt his cock touch my tongue. The first time that Chris and I had been together was the first time that I had been with a man. For years, I had thought about Larkin being fulfilled as a woman with a man. During our first encounter, Chris had entered me from behind but this was the first time that I had had a man’s cock in my mouth. I knew what I needed and wanted to do. My tongue licked his shaft although the ring gag prevented me from actually sucking. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock deep down my throat. I gagged but continued to lick. I could taste his salty fluid. I felt so much like a woman being taken by a man. I loved being helpless and having him fuck my mouth. I felt his cock grow as I continued to lick him. I heard him moan as he began to work his cock in and out of my mouth faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Suddenly, I felt the warm explosion of his man juices into my mouth. With the gag, I couldn’t have spit it out if I had wanted to. And, I didn’t want to. I swallowed him cum. I felt Chris take my head in his hands and hold me gently. “You are so much of a woman,” he said. To hear him say that made me tingle. I wanted to be a woman for him. I thought how I must look on my knees, hands cuffed behind me, blindfolded and gagged. I was the helpless woman I had always dreamed of being. I then felt Chris lower me to the floor and turn me onto my tummy. He didn’t say anything but I felt my skirt being pulled up. I felt my garter belt and panties being pulled down. He rubbed his hands over my bare bottom and then grabbed my legs and pulled them apart. I felt my breasts pressing against the floor. I sighed and waited.
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