Confessions Of A Naughty Bad Girl: Ties that Bind

I'm a Lawyer. I'm very busy on most days, so when my roommate Nicole suggests I go on a blind date with her friend, I use work as an excuse.

"You're always working; I'm sure whatever it is can wait. Its just one night, Danielle," Nicole says in my ear as I'm sitting at my desk on the phone.

"I don't have time for a blind date, Nicole," I reply

"Make time, fake a sick day; have a day for Danielle once in your life. You're gonna lose your naughty bad girl status; then what are you gonna do?"

"Nicole, for real! That was so college days; we aren't in college anymore," I say as I roll my eyes.

"You're just a big chicken."

"Fine, Nicole, what's his name?"

"Blake, but you gotta be the one to call and ask him."

"Excuse me? Are you kidding me?"

"That's the deal."

"Fine, give me his number."

Later that night, as I hang up the phone for the third time, Nicole walks into the room.

"You call him yet?" Nicole asks, sitting down on the couch.

"I keep hanging up. I can't do this."

"Hey yo, Chely!" Nicole hollers for one of our other roommates.

"What's all the yelling about?" Chely asks poking her redhead around the corner.

"Come here a minute; I told Danielle she needs to go on a blind date with Blake, but she's too chicken to call and ask him," Nicole says.

Chely walks in and sits by Nicole on the couch.

"You should totally go for it. After all, you are still one of the naughty bad girls, aren't you?" Chely says with a dare in her blue eyes.

"Fine," I say, throwing my hands in the air, "I'll call." I reach for the phone. I dial the number Nicole gave me; my hands can't help but shake.

"Hello?" a very deep sexy sounding voice says.

"Umm, is this Blake?"

"Yep, that would be me," comes the sexy voice again.

"This is Danielle, I'm Nicole's friend. I'm supposed to call you about a date?"

"Hello, Danielle. Yea, I know; she's told me quite a bit about you."

"Oh?" I reply giving Nicole a look. "And what, may I ask, has my dear roomie said about me?"

"Oh, just that you're a pretty girl, that your a lawyer, that you have brown eyes and brown hair. Just the looks details and that you're a great girl."

"Is that it?" I ask.

"Well, yea, and if you were to call and ask me on a date that I should say yes."

"Oh and will you? I mean go on that date with me?"

"Yea, I'd love to. Where were you thinking of?"

I name a place and time, thanked him and hang up. I turn to give Nicole a look.

"You had this all planed out," I say

"Yep," Nicole replies with a giggle.

A few days later, I dress in my little black dress pulling on my thigh high tights. I slide my feet in my favorite black heels. I give my make up and everything one last look, making sure my brown hair is the way I want it, and leave the house.

When I get there, I tell the waiter that I am dining with Mr. Miles.

"Right this way Miss, Mr. Miles has already been seated," the waiter tells me, leading the way to a table towards the back.

When I get to the table; a striking man with brown hair and blue eyes stands up and pulls my chair out.

"I hope this place is okay with you, Danielle?"

"It's fine, thank you."

After the waiter takes our drink orders and then later our dinner order, we make small talk.

"I'm glad you took Nicole's advice and agreed to call me," Blake says, giving me a smile.

"Should we get out of here?" I ask.

"And go where, do you have something in mind?"

I realize I really want to know if this man is as good as he looks.

"We could go back to your place."

"Yes indeed."

We leave the restaurant and go into the parking lot. He gives me his address. When I get there, he's there and waiting. He takes my arm and leads me into his house.

When we get inside he turns to me and pulls me to him.

"I've been wanting to do this all night," he says before he kisses me.

I kiss him back and put my arms around his neck.

"Are you up for some naughty fun?" he whispers in my ear.

"What sort of naughty fun?" I ask.

"The kind that involves me tying you up, and doing what I want with this beautiful body.

Are you up for it?"

"Yes," I say before I even realize that I am going to agree.

He takes my hand and leads me to his room. He turns around and kisses me again and pulls my dress over my head. He slips my panties off and pushes me back on the bed. He reaches into a drawer and pulls out a blue rope.

"Hold out your hands Danielle," he tells me.

I hold out my hands and he pushes them together and ties the rope around them.

"Put your hands above your head and leave them there. Dont move them unless I tell you to."

I lay there watching him. I'm starting to wonder if I should have agreed to this; I've done some wild things but never anything like this.

He sheds his clothes until he is standing before me completely naked. I can see that he is already hard. As I watch him, he move towards the bed looking at every inch of my exposed naked body.

My breasts are thrust forward because of my arms being above my head. He climbs on to the bed and takes one nipple in his hot, wet mouth, making me moan.

His hand makes its way down my body, from my flat stomach down to my shaved mound. I arch my hips towards him, silently begging him to touch.

Finally he slides a finger inside me; I almost moan out loud again. He inserts another finger and starts finger fucking me. After a few minutes of this, he removes his fingers from inside me.

His head moves down my body, leaving kisses as he goes. When he gets to my mound, he flicks my clit with his tongue, sliding downward until he can suck my clit.

He sticks his tongue inside me and uses his tongue and keeps going until I cum on his mouth.

"Fuck me," I moan.

"What?" he asks.

"I want you to fuck me."

He moves back up my body, grabs my head and buries his hands in my hair, kissing me hard. He takes his manhood in his other hand and guides himself to my entrance.

"Yeah, fuck me," I moan.

He slides inside me and I arch my hips to meet his until he is buried to the hilt inside my pussy. He removes himself almost completely and slams back into me.

Keeping my hips in time with his thrusts, I wrap my legs around. I wanna touch him so bad. The need to feel his body under my hands is killing me, but I ignore it.

Pretty soon he pulls out and flips me on my knees, I can't support myself on my hands, so my face is buried in the cover and my ass is in the air.

"How does my little slut like being fucked from behind?" he asks, slaming his cock back into my pussy.

I moan into the cover.

"Speak up, slut, I didn't hear you," he says and slaps my ass.

"Oh, my God," I moan. "That feels so fucking good; I love it when you fuck me, and slap my ass."

"Say it again, slut. What do you want me to do?"

"Fuck me. I want you to fuck me."

He speeds up his thrusts, his fingers digging into my hips, and he slaps my ass again. My pussy muscles clench and my toes curl. I arch my back, as my orgasm rolls thru me.

"I'm gonna cum," he moans.

"No, don't come inside me; cum in my mouth," I tell him.

He pulls out and flips me on my back. He jerks himself off a few times and spills his load into my waiting mouth. I don't miss a single drop and lick the tip of his cock to make sure I get every last drop.

"Now untie me," I demand.

He goes and gets his knife and cuts the ropes from my hands. He kisses my mouth one last time.

"We should really do this again," he tells me as I'm getting dressed.