wrestling-04

You raise your head up, cross your arms over your head and pull the shirt free. I just sit there for a few moments, aching to reach down and caress your skin, feel your hot skin around your breasts and take the hard nipples in my mouth. God, you make me crazy!

"OK, so now it's my turn to choose the start position for round 4, right?" I ask.

"I guess so. Fair is fair. What's it gonna be?"

"Just give me a minute. It's sort of hard to think clearly just now. Sort of a little distracted."

"That's not the only thing that's hard,." you say, and reach down and wrap one hand firmly around the base of my cock, and give it a quick squeeze and a couple strokes.

I can't help but let out a gasp at the touch of your hand on me, and the feeling and sight of your small hand wrapped around my hard shaft. "Hey, wait a minute. That's not fair. You are distracting me now."

"Well, would you like me to stop then?" you ask, so innocently again.

"You'd better, or you might get more than you ask for."

"So soon? My, we are excitable, aren't we. OK, I'll just stop then."

And reluctantly, you remove your hand from my cock and lay them on my legs, your fingers caressing circles and tracing lines up and down my legs.

Round 4

Still slightly distracted, I decide to try your strategy, and tell you to turn over, and I will get on top of your back, hold your hands behind you, and try to keep you there for one minute. Shouldn't be too hard, I suppose. 130# woman, bound, almost *****, laying flat on her stomach under me, almost *****. No problem. I could get into this (well, you know what I mean).

"OK, on your stomach, and give me your hands."

You look at me, almost challenging. I'm sort of waiting to hear the words, 'unfair' from your mouth. But you don't give me the satisfaction.

You roll over, place your hands behind your back, and I lay down on top of you, by cock pressing up against the back of your thigh, hot and hard against your smooth skin. I grab your hands and hold firmly. I can feel your legs rubbing on

my cock, trying to distract me from the task at hand. Somewhat successful, I groan at the feeling of my skin against yours.

"Ready?" I ask.

"I guess I am as ready as I am ever going to be. Start counting NOW!"

You give a quick twist, trying my surprise tactic. And it almost works, and I am almost toppled off you, but because I was lying instead of sitting, I manage to get my legs to brace myself and hold my position. That element lost, the minute passes quickly, and I keep you pinned beneath me, and hold your arms tight against the small of your back.

The clock ticks one minute, and I get off you and release your wrists.

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