I practically bounded up her front steps. Sunday afternoon was always play-time, and the bag of toys in my hand was going to make today extra fun.

My red-haired slut met me at the door, wearing one of her trademark loose blouses and drawstring trousers. That meant she was eager to give me access to her fine soft skin and finer pussy. During the week, she usually wore stretch pants, and I loved peeling those down to her ankles for a quickie. On our Friday nights, I liked her to meet me pantiless, but she still wouldn’t greet me totally naked. She was a little embarrassed about her baby boobs and under-developed figure. No matter that I adored those tiny tits.

But the best part of her was the hot, wet twat between her legs and that was going to be my playground tonight. Well, maybe one other hot playground, too.

I kissed her casually on the cheek and she looked at the bright purple carry bag.

“Is that dinner?” she asked. “I thought it was my turn.” She wasn’t much of a cook, so we traded off buying take-out on our scheduled two nights a week.

I shook my head and the rattled the bag, keeping it out of her sight. “No, but I hope you’re going to like what’s inside.”

I dropped the bag behind me and turned her around by the shoulders. I was eager to get started.

“Close your eyes,” I said.  I untied the drawstring of her trousers, stretched out the waistband, and let them drop to her feet. She was wearing white high-cut panties that displayed her cheeks.

“Nice,” I approved and reached into the bag. Pulling one hand behind her back, I snapped a handcuff around her wrist, then linked up the other wrist. She jiggled her hands, but the cuffs were lined with pink fuzz, so I knew they wouldn’t hurt.

I whispered in her ear, “I’m going to tie you down and do rude things to you.”

“Sounds like fun, ” she said softly. She was always game, this girl.

I pulled her panties down and helped her kick her legs free. Picking up the toy bag, I pulled her backwards toward the bedroom by the soft chain of the cuffs. I shoved her into the middle of the bed and she splayed her legs out willingly.

“We’re not quite ready yet,” I grinned and grabbed her right foot. I pulled the black restraints out of the bag and wrapped a leather cuff around her ankle, closing it tight with the Velcro strap. I fastened the other cuff to the leg of the bedframe, and her leg was drawn down. Lifting her foot, I checked the tension of the bungee cord between the two cuffs. The guy at the adult store was right, these were pretty versatile things. I’d been concerned she was too skinny and too small for the standard chains and cuffs. I cuffed her other leg to the other post and there she was, stretched out as wide as she could go.

The tails of her shirt were hiding her pussy, so I folded it back to see the results. Fantastic, her cunt was spread out in all its glory. I shivered in anticipation and dropped the shirt down again.

Her eyes were wide and she looked a little nervous as she tried to lift her head to look at me.

“Can you sit up?” She tried, but couldn’t get her shoulders up off the bed.

“Good,” I grinned at her. I had planned to splay out her arms too, but she looked so cute with her hands butted behind her back. I should have stripped her shirt off first, but I was going to be concentrating on another part of her anatomy anyway.

I whistled to myself as I unpacked the rest of the toys on top of a bureau against the wall. She watched out of the corners of her eyes, but she couldn’t really see the things. Let her wonder what I had in store for her.

I left her there and went into the kitchen to get myself a bottle of beer. There was a can of whipped cream on the same shelf; we could have some fun with that again. I browsed through the half-empty fridge to see if there was anything else interesting. Something caught my eye, and I pulled out the vegetable drawer. Mixings for salad, including one large cucumber. Hot! I pulled it out.

I strolled back to the bedroom, where she had her head turned toward the door and put the kitchen goodies on the bureau top. Beer bottle in hand, I strolled over to the bedside table and fished out her vibrator. I stood this up the bureau as her eyes grew wider.

“What are you going to do to me?” she whispered.

“Anticipation, honey,” I answered back. I squatted down at the foot of the bed and folded her shirt-tail back again.

“Nice pussy,” I commented.

Each layer of that beautiful cunt was stretched out for me to see. The tight slit in her gash was centered between the crooked lips, the soft outer lips pulled wide and framed by her ginger pubes. A little curl was hiding the spot where her clit would pop up. I brushed it back lightly, but I still couldn’t see the pearl. I sat back on my heels and stared anyway. I’d never been able to stretch her out so wide and so still for so long. I shoved my index finger inside her hole; it was tight and not quite damp.

Good, I really wanted to watch that pussy get wet and slick. Standing up, I went back to the kitchen for a chair. I stopped as I passed the bathroom and picked up her hairbrush. Placing the chair at the foot of the bed, I leaned over and brushed the curl back away from the hood of her clit. The brush handle was round, maybe five inches long; it could be useful too.

With a happy sigh, I sat back in the chair to admire the view while I sipped on my beer. My cellphone was still in my pocket, so I pulled it out. An idea glimmered and I grinned.

As the camera clicked, she yelped, “What did you just do?”

“I took a picture of your pussy. I think I’ll use it for your caller ID. ”

“No, you wouldn’t,” she hissed.

“Don’t worry, your face doesn’t show.”

“Beast!” she hissed, and I just grinned at her.

I sat down again to enjoy my beer and her spread out cunt. She stopped trying to squirm and lay back quietly. After a while, I leaned forward and rimmed her twat with my finger. Now it was getting wet. I picked up the hairbrush and used the tip to open her slit for a peek into the tunnel. It was looking pink in there, so I slid an inch of the handle into her and pulled it out again. It glistened, so I pumped it in and out, deeper each time until the whole handle was slick with her juice.

She was breathing raggedly by now, so I stopped with the whole handle shoved inside, up to the stiff plastic bristles. I wanted to finish this beer, and the thing looked pretty hot stuffed in her. Now I regretted not having bought that giant purple gel dildo at the adult store. At the time, I thought it looked silly, but I realized it would look good hanging out between her legs. Next time, maybe.

My beer done, I pulled the brush out slowly and used the wet tip to tease her pussy lips. They were getting pretty slick too, and her pink button was perking up. I put the brush aside and slipped two fingers into her slit. She moaned, so I curled my fingers in and out a few times before I used them to spread out her slit. I tipped the bottle neck in and she jerked her head up.

“Easy, babe,” I soothed her. “Just the tip, not the whole thing.” After all, I didn’t want to damage her. This time, I slid only an inch into her, out and in again and again, watching how her slit puckered around the rim where the bottle cap fit. I stopped before I was tempted to shove the whole thing into her, and she relaxed a little.

I was breathing hard myself by now and my cock was uncomfortable inside my jeans. I undid my fly and pulled out my best friend to offer him some comfort. She tilted her head to look down as I stroked myself slow, then fast, then slow again. She was getting wetter by the minute, the pink petals of her pussy glistening. I jerked off faster and groaned as lube juice starting foaming at her slit.

I wanted to do a lot more to her before I dove into her cum-hole, but I needed to get myself off so I could concentrate on that glorious cunt. I didn’t want to cum all over myself, and there was another wet mouth available at the other end of my girl. With an effort, I slowed my hand down and walked to the head of the bed.

Her mouth was open with her own panting, and her eyes were glued to my rod. Straddling her shoulders, I lifted her head up so she could suck me in. It was an awkward position for both of us, but her soft tongue and lips worked eagerly. I tried to push her head back and forth to shove my dick in further, but it just wasn’t working.

I dropped her head back onto the mattress and shifted my knees so I could plunge into her open mouth. Leaning forward to grab the headboard, I pumped in and out, hard and deep.

I loved fucking her in the mouth, especially while she was grunting like this. I used one hand to pull her head back further and felt the head of my dick slide past her tonsils and into her throat. Three more hard thrusts and I was spurting my climax. She made funny gurgling noises but valiantly tried to swallow my stuff. When she started to choke and snort, I sat back, zipped myself up, and waited for her to settle down. Finally, she took a deep breath and licked her lips weakly.

I leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Baby, that was great. It’s so good when you swallow my stuff. You like it now, don’t you?”

She nodded her head slightly with her eyes closed, and I knelt up again. I really needed to see more of her, so I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the flaps out. Pushing it down over her shoulders, I massaged them slowly.

“Are you all right? Is this too uncomfortable for you?”

She let out a moan as my hands found their way down to her boobs. She shook her head and moaned more as I worked her tits hard. I leaned down to suck on the taut nub of a nipple and let one hand creep down to her crotch. She was so wet and spongy down there, and I was dying to poke around some more.

I returned to my chair and used one finger to stir her juices, circling every part of her pussy. Except her clit, which was in full bloom by now. She was panting again and tried to angle up into my hand, but the restraints were keeping her down. This was great fun.

I snapped a few more pictures with my phone, but she only whined at me.

There was a damp spot growing on the bedcover between her legs, so I finally leaned down to suck the pink pearl into my mouth. She let out a yowl and I sat back to watch her quiver. She couldn’t clamp her legs or her cunt together, so her orgasm went on for a long time. When she finally calmed, I leaned down again to nuzzle her pussy lips with my mouth and rimmed her dripping slit with my tongue. She was making a humming noise in the back of her throat and I could almost feel it down here.

I sat back in the chair and looked up and down her sweet body, legs splayed out and helpless. Her baby tits were spread out too, nibbies pointing in opposite directions. I stood up to get myself another beer but dropped a light kiss on her flat belly before I left.

When I came back, she was breathing more calmly and turned her head to watch me come in. She looked ready for more, so I took a big slug of beer and put the bottle down on the bureau top. I looked over the toys and decided on the whipped cream. I sprayed some on her nipples, then a stream down to her belly button, then a heart-shaped curve just above her triangle. I licked her belly first, then her hips, and finally suckled on her boobies for a while. She was moaning again, so I got up to go back to work on her snatch.

The cucumber was fatter than my cock, but the rounded tip slid easily into her, and her slit mouth stretched around it.

“What is that?” She whimpered, but couldn’t raise her head to see.

“Just a toy, baby,” I answered. Surely it wasn’t still chilled from the refrigerator, but I knew her soft tunnel would warm it up soon anyway.

The cucumber had a nice curve to it. I swung it in and out, very slowly, to watch the lips of her slit grasping the little bumps and ridges on its skin. It was getting darker with pussy juice and she was moaning, so I knew it felt as good as it looked.

My cock was starting to wave at me, reminding me I didn’t want to stretch her out too much, so I pumped her a few times more and pulled the now-slick thing out. I had to get myself hard again, so I got up to grab both her cream-colored vibrator and my new blue one.

I slid her penis-shaped vibrator carefully into her tunnel but didn’t turn it on and she only caught her breath. Fitting the nubby head of the clit vibrator onto my finger, I turned it on to find it was very quiet. Good. I grasped the rim of the rod planted in her cunt and turned it to half-speed. She gasped again, but of course, she couldn’t fight it. I twiddled it lightly in and out of her, not too deep, and she started making those “Ah, ah” sounds I loved. When I pressed the new buzz toy against the hood of her clit, her sounds increased in speed and pitch and I knew she was getting close.

My hard-on was growing now, and I turned up the vibrator inside her to full speed. I increased the pressure on her clit and she was screaming as she tried to wiggle away. But of course, she couldn’t. I looked down to see the cream thing vibrating its way out of her twat as she spasmed into orgasm. Mercilessly, I kept the blue nub exciting her clit. Her screams grew loader as her cum went on and on and on. The vibrator spat out of her, followed by a squirt of pussy juice onto the bedcover.

I sat back to watch her, managing to free my cock from my jeans with one trembling hand. Tremors ran up and down her legs, her whole body was flushed, and even her nipples were twitching. And her cunt was dancing and spitting and almost steaming in front of me. She’d never cum like this in her life, I knew. Fascinated, I saw a trickle of pee wander down her snatch to join the wet patch below. I almost exploded myself from excitement.

The ululating screams had faded by now, but her head still lolled around. I hoped the neighbors hadn’t called the cops. When she settled into slow quivers, I dropped my jeans and plunged my eager tool into her.

She was really tight, extra tight. Still pulsing, her canal was so swollen I could feel my dickhead parting the way inside her. I slowed down to enjoy plowing a path up to the back wall. She was dead silent now, and I wondered if she had passed out. The only sounds were my grunts and the squishy noise from her sopping cunt. She was rarely so still when I fucked her, and this was new and really hot.

Pounding her harder, I could see the little marshmallows of her boobs jiggling with each thrust. Lifting myself up for a better angle, I saw the top of her triangle squishing up too. I’d never noticed that before. I drilled in faster and soon, almost too soon, I shot a happy wad inside my slut girl and collapsed in exhaustion on top of her.

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After I caught my breath, I peeled myself off and wet my mouth with a swig of warm beer. I’d better unshackle her before she cramped up. As I unfastened one ankle, she waved her foot weakly but obviously couldn’t lift her leg. Freeing her other leg, I pushed her knees up and together and heard her sigh. Well, at least she was semi-conscious. I tipped her on her side to undo the fuzzy handcuffs and pulled her shirt off completely. I helped her curl up and massaged her shoulder joints.

“Are you stiff and sore?” I asked politely.

She answered with only a little murmur and my hands slipped to her tits. Her nipples were soft and swollen and didn’t perk up at all to my fingers. That was rare, too. I really had fucked her senseless.

We both needed a rest, especially my dick, so I wrapped myself around her and dozed off.

She was still dead asleep when I woke up. I stroked her ass but she didn’t respond, so I got up to pick up all the toys. I laid out a few things on the bedside table for our next round and played idly with the shackles. My cock started to stir as I thought about other ways to use them.

It was still daylight outside, and we had plenty of time for more play. Maybe she’d be sated and grateful, but she might fight me, too. I’d been wanting to cornhole her again, and she hadn’t been crazy about it the first time. I think she had thrown out the Vaseline we’d used before; I sure hadn’t been able to find it again in her bathroom. Tying her down would be easier than sweet-talking her into it.

My rod was growing stiff at the thought, so I leaned over and lifted one arm to wrap the shackle above her elbow. These things were versatile for sure. I fastened the other end just below her knee. She still didn’t stir, even when I reached over to lock down her left arm and leg. She did look cute all trussed up, but I wanted her awake to know she was hog-tied for my pleasure.

I opened up the bottle of lube, dripped some onto my fingers, and stroked between her butt cheeks. Sliding my hand down to her pussy, she was all gooey, so I used more lube to soften her up. When I pushed two fingers into the honey pot, she stirred and tried to stretch.

“What’s this?” she murmured but managed to pump up and down on my fingers.

I leaned over to whisper in my best villain mode. “You’re still in my power, my proud beauty.”

She chuckled a little but settled to sighing as her pussy grew more responsive. I slicked some of her juice up into her crack but just lightly touched her asshole.

“Roll over onto your hands and knees,” I said. She tried, but I had to help her turn over.

I used both hands to pull up on her belly. “Can you lift up your butt?”

She tried, but the bindings kept her down. Good, this was a better angle anyway. Her little ass was pillowed on her thighs, and I pulled her knees out wide. She looked like a baby white frog crouched down in front of me.

I dribbled some lube down her crack and massaged it in with one finger.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Pleasure gel, honey-pie, just relax and enjoy it.”

Kneeling behind her, I took some time to work the gel between her soft cheeks, up to the little rosebud, and down to her slit. I dribbled more on her asshole and she only stiffened a little. I spread out her legs some more and massaged her ass with one hand while I lubed up my cock with the other.

Eager for that hot hole, I leaned forward on one hand with my rod braced in the other. Taking aim, I drove hard and deep into the back door.

“Ow, ow,” she yelped.

“Easy, babe,” I panted, as the rictus grip sent a rush all through me. “You’re gonna like it this time.”

She whimpered, “ But you said you wouldn’t… you promised.”

“Oh no, honey, I’d never promise that,” I said as I humped in slow rhythm. “I love every part of your body, and today I want to fuck you in every orifice.”

I forced myself to stop and ran my free hand up and down her back until she stopped trembling. Her hands were clutched tight on the bedcover and she was whimpering softly. I wasn’t sure if it would help, but I dribbled more lube around my rod impaled in her.

“Relax and enjoy it,” I said sternly as I resumed my prodding. She stopped trying to fight but was still whimpering. I closed my eyes and let the sweet rhythm of my strokes consume me. So much tighter and so different from the pussy tunnel.

I wanted to ream the chute harder, but she still wasn’t enjoying this. I finally reached for her vibrator and slid the rod between her legs from in front. She let out a yelp, but I held it firmly against her pussy lips and moved it up and down. I was careful to press it only against the hood of her clit. She didn’t say anything else, only trembled as I pumped my stick and the vibrator in time to each other. Her whimpers changed to mewling as her legs tensed up, and I knew I could drive her over the edge.

I bucked her sweet ass fast and hard. At last, she came with a gurgling sound deep in her throat and I threw my head back as I rode through the waves. I shouted out loud as my cum spurted into that deep dark hole and pulled out, panting.

“Fuck, that was good,” I gasped. “Wasn’t it, honey.”

She didn’t answer, so I pulled her over onto her side and curled up around her. Yawning, I undid the cuffs and stroked her sweaty body. She was such a good lay. I kissed her shoulder and cuddled a tit.

Maybe we could have Chinese food delivered later, and eat it naked in bed.