I waited for Beth in the parking lot, mindlessly scrolling on the phone to calm my nerves. In and out of social media apps, checking my email, and finally opening the gallery. Her pictures were still there, all tied up and helpless in her office, the one I took under her skirt... My dick began to swell, and right at that moment, I heard her heels clocking on the pavement. She faintly smiled when she saw me, and hurried her pace. I made to kiss her, but she put her hand on my chest.

"Not now", Beth said, "Someone could see. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

We hopped into her car (a nice blue sedan) and she took me to her favorite restaurant to have some dinner. On the way there, I realized that I even loved the way she drove. Her precise movements, the way her hands flowed on the steering wheel, the quick glances she gave me. It was like a trance, like a genuine belief that she was perfect in every way. She was a gift the universe had given me.

We pulled up at the restaurant and we ordered a rack of ribs with onion rings on the side. She had nice taste in food, apparently. We got into some small talk, but soon she told me all about her, especially what led her to what happened between us. turns out she had grown up in a very conservative and puritan household, one that forced her to repress her fantasies. Once her mother caught her attempting self-bondage, and didn't take it kindly. Years later, when she got married, her husband was more of the same, he only was down for very basic vanilla sex. Then, after her divorce, she had tried her luck in fetish forums and meetups, but a couple of bad experiences with shady guys had scared her off.

"I had given up on the whole thing, to be completely honest", she said, "But then I found you. And you've showed me something beautiful."

"Well, I guess we're having fun", I stutter, taking compliments has always been kinda difficult for me.

"I know I am. Also, you still have on your phone those pictures you took of me, right?"

"Yeah... Do you want me to delete them?"

"Oh, they're so compromising, but I guess you could have made a backup", she smirked, "Looks like I don't have any choice but to do anything you want."

We finished up rather quickly after that, and she drove me to her home. It was a nice two floor home in a suburban neighborhood, its interior clean and neatly decorated, just like her college office. She offered me something to drink and I took a bottle of coke. Then I waited on the couch while she readied things upstairs. When she left me alone, I felt nervous. I was in the house of someone who was in all honesty a stranger. But something inside me told me not to worry, I had a strange certainty that things would turn out even better than I imagined. I thought of watching some TV, but for some reason I didn't want to disturb the silence.

"I'm ready!", she called from upstairs.

I got up the flight of stairs slowly, my heart beating faster. There were three doors in the hallway of the second floor, but only one open. I got inside. It was a nice bedroom, painted in light blue. On the bed there were was a pair of leather handcuffs, another of legcuffs, a bright pink ball gag, a medium size dildo, a bottle of lube and a box of condoms. Before I could process it, Beth came up behind me, kissed me on the neck and placed a hand on my crotch, rubbing slowly in circles. She was naked. I turned around and kissed her, we started making out again. I felt her warm breath on my mouth, my cheeks, my neck, the taste of her wet lips. She kept rubbing my crotch, and I felt my cock stiffen. I grabbed her by the waist and threw her on the bed. The toys went flying, and I caught the pair of handcuffs in mid air. I sat on Beth's back, and gently gathered her wrists and strapped on the handcuffs. She gasped, as if simply being tied up did it for her. I searched around the room and collected the rest of the toys. No words were needed: she put her ankles together and I put on the legcuffs, she opened her mouth wide and I put on the ball gag, she perked her ass up and I gave it a tender spank with my hand. She moaned. I made her lay face up on the bed's edge, and knelt beside her and put my face between her legs. I gave her pussy a nice lick. Despite the sweat and strong taste, I enjoyed it, and she rewarded me with a quick gasp. I ventured my tongue as deep as it would go, but that didn't get much of a reaction. I focused on her clit instead, licking it side to side, and that seemed to do the trick. She moaned and squirmed, even more as I sped up that movement. Perhaps I should have kept going, but I stood up and rushed to take off my clothes. The sight of her like this was too arousing. She saw my intention and rolled on her stomach and perked her ass up again. I stopped, feeling insecure for a second.

"Do you want me to... make love to you?", I said as I took off my pants.

She nodded, squirming in the bed. I carefully put on a condom, grabbed the dildo and lube and hopped on the bed. I gently grabbed her waist and pull her closer, then held my cock and slowly guided it in. Her pussy was already wet, warm and welcoming. I slid in with ease, and heard her breathe heavy. I pulled out and in again, slow and deep, building up a rhythm. As I did this I took the dildo and poured a generous amount of lube on it, using my hand to spread it evenly. Then I placed the tip on her asshole, still slowly fucking her. She recoiled a bit from the cold, but relaxed again. Very slowly, I worked the tip into her, rotating the dildo back and forth to ease the progress. Inch by inch, it disappeared.

"Haghhdeghh!", she grunted.

I obliged and I fucked her more quickly, using her moans as feedback. Soon the contrast was clear, gently and almost lovingly getting the dildo into her ass while fucking her pussy with all my energy. But once her asshole was stretched, relaxed and lubed enough, I begun putting my arm into it as well. That made her scream in her gag, but when I asked if she wanted to stop, she shook her head frantically. I never imagined she liked it that rough, but she seemed to be enjoying herself. I used only one hand to fuck her with the dildo, and with the other I slapped her ass a few times. Waves of pleasure built up from my cock, radiating through my hips and my legs. When I felt myself cumming, I grabbed a handful of her hair and put all my power on the final thrusts. I grunted and moaned, and she made a dew noises too. When I finished, I laid beside her on the bed. She turned to face me and looked me in the eyes, smiling through her gag. I reached around her head and undid the strap.

"That was awesome, baby", she said.

"Didn't it hurt? Your ass, I mean."

"A bit. But it's part of the fun", she winked, "Now, if I've been a good girl, will you untie me so I can go pee?"

"Of course, Beth."

I did what she asked, carefully taking off her restraints. Then she kissed me, got up and headed to the toilet. I relaxed then, feeling like I just had the best massage of my life. It was so relaxing, that little by little I fell asleep. But soon I was woken up by a warm breath on my dick. I looked down and saw Beth sucking me, my cock slowly hardening in her mouth. She sucked me for a few minutes, using her hands as well. When I was on the peak of arousal again, she took another condom, put in on me and got on top.

"Oh, fuck yeah."

She started grinding her hips back and forth, creating waves of pleasure for the both of us. I reached up and grabbed her breasts, caressed them, squeezed them. She went faster, making my cock reach deep inside her. I pinched her nipples, and she gasped, faced the ceiling with her eyes closed. She was too good at this. I pinched some more, but then she grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the bed, and then got to fucking me as fast as she could. I tried to last, I really tried, but she made me cum. She was going so fast that I was overcome with sensations, which poured out in a moan that almost turned into a yell. I almost had to beg her to stop. She laid beside me again, took off my condom and flung it carelessly to the floor.

"You liked that, honey?", she said, and rested her head on my chest.

"I... I love you", I didn't plan those words, they escaped my mouth by themselves.

We kissed and soon fell asleep. I dreamed about all that had happened that day.

The next morning I woke up to the sound of Beth walking around the room, putting on her clothes and getting ready to head out. She stopped on her tracks when she saw me.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."

"No worries. Do you need to head out somewhere."

"We need to head to college, dummy."

"Beth, today is Saturday."

"Wait, what?", she pulled out her phone, "Fuck me. I guess my mind is..."

"On something else, right?"

"Yup. But hey, I guess you could spend the day here, with me. Unless you want me to drive you back to your dorm, of course."

"Come here, you idiot."

I got up, wrapped my arms around her and gave her the first kiss of that memorable day.

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