Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)
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				Title: <strong>Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 20:32:58</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"> <strong>Whose Keys? - Jim’s (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=76854.msg3382759#msg3382759) Room</strong> &nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br><br>(http://kikikat.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/bedroom-1.jpg)<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 03:35:07</strong>
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				Grace smiled as Jim kicked the door shut and started nibbling on his neck lightly. The salty taste of his sweat was present, but she never minded that very much. Licking his earlobe lightly, she nipped it between her teeth before she replied to his question in the hall. "Mmmm...I don't know, honey. I'm really, really sleepy. I think if I took a bath with you, it'd only put me to sleep." Kissing him softly on the corner of his mouth, she whispered, "Why don't you go take a quick shower and join me in bed, sweetie?" Only thing was, her whisper was a bit loud, a side effect from the amount of alcohol she had consumed that night. Pawing at his chest playfully, she resumed kissing his neck, biting him gently.
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 03:50:07</strong>
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				He shivered as Grace's skilled tongue touched his ear, wild side coming out as they went into the privacy of their bedroom. Putting Grace down on the bed, he started to strip then and there, his body well-toned and a little sweaty as he looked to her with a smirk. Once he'd stripped down to his noticeably-tented boxers, he licked his lips, putting on a sexy pose as his eyes glinted naughtily. "Then again... you could always give my body a nice hot tongue bath..."
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 07:40:42</strong>
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				As Jim placed her on the bed, Grace settled back leaning on her elbows a bit as she watched him undress. Licking her lips quickly, she could hardly disguise her desire for him, as it caused her eyes to sparkle mischievously in the low light of the room. She had always admired his body for it was well-toned and tanned. She grinned up at him as he stood there in his boxers, his erection threatening to poke through the flap in the fabric. "Mmm...a tongue bath you say? Well..."<br><br>She rose slightly and sat on the edge of the bed. Reaching over to grab a pillow, it plopped on the floor in front of him. She knelt down upon it, ignoring the fact that she was still dressed. "I can think of one place I'd love to lick clean, baby." She looked up into his eyes lustfully as her delicate fingers brushed up and down his thighs. Wrapping her hands lightly around his legs, she pressed forward as she held onto him, her face rubbing against his erection through the thin cloth of his boxers.<br><br>Inhaling his scent deeply, she sighed with pleasure. Sliding her hands up the front of his thighs, she reached up over his boxers and caressed his stomach, running her fingertips lightly over the muscles there. Stroking his stomach, her hands wandered around to his back, slipping down into his boxers to cup and squeeze his tight ass. "Mmmm, you get me so hot for you, Jimbo," she whispered, her hot breath fluttering the flap on his underwear.<br><br>Yanking his boxers down, his erection bounced in her face as it was released from its bonds. Her eyes lit up at the sight of it, becoming greedy pools of lust. Her fingers wrapped around the base lightly as she stroked along the bottom ridge with her thumb. Nearly unable to stop staring at the glorious cock in front of her, she tore her eyes away to look up into her husband's face once more. "So, can I lick it clean, baby?" She gave him a sweet smirk, hoping he would say yes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 03:58:45</strong>
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				Jim shivered lightly as her fingers stroked his thighs, cock getting even harder under his boxers as she did it. His tongue moistened his lips as his eyes peered down at her lightly, suddenly glad his little escape with Dani hadn't gone farther than it really had. Shoulders fell forward in relaxation as his hands tangled themselves lightly in her hair, massaging her scalp sensually as he grinned. "Who am I to refuse a beautiful woman right there at my knees? You can do as much as you want..."<br><br>Giving out a breathy moan, he rubbed his cock against her face, finally maneuvering its tip to her waiting lips as his hands continued to massage her delicate scalp. "You're so hot like this, baby..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 08:09:07</strong>
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				As Jim pressed forward to rub his cock on her lips, Grace moaned and opened her mouth slightly to let in the tip. Lapping and sucking at it greedily, she flattened her tongue to rub along the ridges at the base of the head. Pulling back, she released him with a light 'pop' and ran her tongue along the underside from tip to base. She gave his cock sweet little kisses as she worked her way back towards the tip, her free hand reaching up to caress his balls gently. "Oh, Jim! You <strong>make </strong>me hot, baby," she said breathlessly. <br><br>Her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock tightly, tilting it upwards as she leaned in to lick and suckle his balls, her free hand moving around to grab at his ass again, kneading the flesh. Making sure every inch of his ballsac was covered in her saliva, she started stroking him gently as she took the head in her mouth once more. Moaning with delight as she could taste a drop of precum spilling forth, she sucked him longer and stronger as she took in more and more of his hard on. Pulling back slowly, her tongue tickling the bottom ridge, she lapped hungrily at the spongy tip once more before releasing him again. <br><br>Grace gasped lightly for air, but plunged forward again until she could get no more of his cock in her mouth. Her lips were around the base, her nose filled with his scent as his hairs tickled her chin. Her tongue darted out to lap at his balls as she crammed her face forward, his cock sliding down her throat slightly. Sucking hard as she pulled back, she released him with a louder 'pop' this time, cooing as she slid her tongue along the length of him once more. "Goddamn, I love your cock, baby..." <br><br>And with that, she took him in to the base once more. Her head bobbing back and forth against him now, her speed slow and steady, she moaned as she sucked him, making her whole mouth reverberate around him. Each little taste of precum only spurring her on for her final reward.
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 01:33:03</strong>
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				At first, Jim just stood there, hands massaging her head as she gave his cock and balls that first sensual licking. Ballsack went loose as his testicles dropped down with her warmth, soft moans escaping his mouth as he sat down on the edge of the bed to enjoy her services more. "God damn you look hot down there, Grace..." he licked his lips as a shiver of pleasure ran through his body, head tilting and eyes rolling back as she continued.<br><br>His precum flowed freely from the tip of his cock as she continued to service him, body collapsing on the bed in a combination of waves of pleasure and exhaustion from his walk, his hands holding onto her forearms as his strong grip pulled her up onto the bed with him, not wanting to interrupt the blowjob. By the second time she removed her mouth from his balls, she would feel some resistance from the hand on the back of her head as he became more and more attached to her services.<br><br>When she went down for the third time, Jim started to get a little rough in bed, holding her head down on his cock as he fucked her face, deepthroating her as his hips bucked up and down almost uncontrollably, his cock getting hotter and harder as he approached orgasm. He let her up for breath quickly, but almost pushed her head back down when she went down, his hand controlling her speed as much as she was--she wouldn't get her head off of his cock until he came.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 09:38:25</strong>
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				Grace had to admit that she loved it when Jim used her like this. Pulling her over to the bed, she barely had time to breathe, let alone move the pillow, before he was yanking her up there with him. Keeping her mouth attached to his cock, she did not want to miss a single drop of his cum. She could tell he was getting into it more just by the way he held her head, or pushed her further down onto his cock. She didn't gag much these days, no matter how far he pushed her down, as he had long since trained her to take all of his cock at once. Each time his hand thrust her head down, she groaned with pleasure. She felt as though she was his own personal fuck toy, and loved every second of it.<br><br>Her hips wiggled in the air as his hips arched up to meet her lips. Sucking at him hungrily, she milked his cock with her lips and tongue. The room was hot, and the sounds filling the stagnant air were the sounds of her wet slurps and gasps as she tried to breath between his jabs and thrusts into her mouth. She could feel him getting harder and harder, a sure sign that he was closer to giving her what she wanted so bad. Her gentle fingers returned to his balls, cupping them and stroking them lightly. She could feel them start to tighten as well and increased her suction to match.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving her hand up to the base of his cock to steady herself, Grace's other hand pulled up her dress and sank into her sopping wet panties so she could cum with him. Her fingers swirled around her clit as he abused her mouth. Her groans were louder now. Her tongue flicking at the head of his cock any time he gave her the chance. "Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph!" Her small cries muffled by Jim's fat cock in her mouth, her body started jerking lightly as she neared her own orgasm. Grace's mind was on one thing, and one thing only. Cum for me, baby, she thought...cum for me...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 21:29:53</strong>
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				And Jim loved it when he could do this to Grace in bed. Considering how much she embarrassed and toyed with him in public, it was an ironic juxtaposition, but one that worked quite well for them. He could feel the muscles in her body tensing, and knew by the way she suckled his cock when she was seriously in need of breath, and pulled her head off, grinning to her and growling, "How do you like that cock, babe?" or some similar comment before pushing her back down.<br><br>Within the hot room, their sweat and sex began to cover the sheets once more as his cock stiffened with arousal, balls pulling in closer to his body as he came nearer and nearer to orgasm, which was never a problem with Grace's blowjobs. "Oh my god Grace, I'm gonna..." His breaths were quick and his words loud, probably audible to most of the other couples, but he didn't care. His hands moved off of her head as he smirked. "Alright you cum-hungry vixen--swallow or facial, you decide."
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 07:46:07</strong>
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				Grace gasped for air as Jim pulled her up off of his cock. She was about to answer ‘I love it’ but he pushed her right back down on him. Suckling at his cock in a steady even rhythm, she worked him over with her tongue and lips. Each downward stroke had her tightening her lips around him until she reached the base, her tongue flicked and licked at him as she moved upwards. <br><br>Her hand was still deeply buried in her own hot pussy, her fingers slick with her juices. Her body was quivering and jerking next to him on the bed. Small whimpering moans tried to escape around Jim’s cock as she kept up the pace. She could feel the sweat breaking out all over her as she came closer to her own climax. As his hands moved away, she kept going. Grace knew Jim was close now and wanted nothing more than a mouthful of his cum. <br><br>Slowing her strokes, flattening her tongue against him to give the most pressure along the underside of his cock, she looked up at Jim, she could hear the smirk in his voice and enjoyed giving him the best possible view of her as he came. Pushing her head down, her lips met the base of his cock once more as she began suckling him as though his cock was a giant lollipop or popsicle. Her fingers worked in and out of her pussy faster as she readied herself for Jim to cum. She didn’t want it in her face this time, she wanted all that yummy cum in her mouth, coating her throat. Groaning hotly, she kept increasing the suction on Jim’s cock, ready for him to explode.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:43:16</strong>
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				"Oh god oh god oh god... fuckkkk..." It was a long moan mixed with a groan that came once she began to suckle him hard and for a sustained period, his muscles twitching not only at the hips but also throughout his body as his chest moved up and down quickly with pants of breath. Hips jolted forward a few times, eyes rolling back in his head.<br><br>Then came the flood. His cock would throb, hot in her pussy, for a moment before spurts of hot cum coated the roof of her mouth and throat, her suction only helping to coax more of the warm, creamy mixture into her mouth. His hands would hold her head down once more as his hips bucked lightly, his release long and sensual before he pulled out, softening cock stretching threads of cum out to her lips as he looked down, breathless.<br><br>"Oh baby... only you can do it like that." He grinned to her, licking his lips as his eyes locked with hers before he sat up, grabbing her by the shoulders and embracing her in a hot kiss, not caring whether she'd completely swallowed his cum beforehand or not. Strong hands moved up and down her back, massaging it as they embraced.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 06:11:57</strong>
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				Grace recognized those familiar words and held on tight. Listening to his guttural noises made her that much hotter, and she could feel her pussy clenching around her fingers as her orgasm got closer. As his hot cum flooded her mouth and throat, her body bucked hard as well, her climax was right there on the edge. She swallowed quickly, breathing through her nose carefully as his delicious salty cum kept coming. Her own pleasure exploding as his hands held her in place on his erection, she groaned around it and sighed. Her pussy was twitching and throbbing now, as she released his softening cock. <br><br>Licking her lips, she smiled at his words, and said, “Fuck, yeah!” She grinned back and steadied herself as he suddenly grabbed her and kissed her. Grace kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with her tongue before pulling back and showing him her sticky fingers. She chuckled, and said, “Look what you do to me, Jimbo?” Pushing him back down on the bed, she moved forward to straddle him. Yanking her dress over her head, she leaned to one side and pulled her panties off as well. <br><br>Grinding her hips down against him, she leaned down to kiss him. Licking his lips softly, she grabbed one hand and secured it to the bedpost with the cuffs they kept there. Laughing softly, she grabbed the other hand and did the same on the other side. “Ah, now that’s how I like my men. Helpless and at my mercy.” She gave him a wide grin as she leaned forward to grab hold of the bedpost, arching her back to lower her breasts towards his face. “Mmm…bet you wish you could taste ‘em right now, don’t you, sweetie?” <br><br>“Oh, but my love has had such a long, long day! What with going out…with her…to the store,” she grinned again, a little glint in her eye. “Hitting a deer, coming home many hours late…” Sighing softly and pouting, Grace ran her fingers through his hair, then down his face and over his chest. “You must be soooo tired!” Reaching down to wet her fingers once more with her own juices, she took hold of his cock and started stroking him slowly, but firmly. “Then again, maybe we can get a little more out of you, huh?”
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 11:06:36</strong>
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				Jim panted a bit, grinning at her as she stripped her dress off and straddled him, taking a deep breath and enjoying the smell of her cum as well. He was about to pull her down to embrace her once more when he felt the cold metal of the handcuffs around his wrists, his grin turning wry as he laughed playfully. "Mmm Grace... you know I'm always helpless in your arms." At the same time, hips and head worked together to try to suckle those tits, as if in answer to her question.<br><br>Then came the summary of the day. His face paled a bit when Grace mentioned his clandestine rendezvous with Dani. "N..." his mouth opened to protest that 'nothing happened'--it really hadn't--but the glint in her eye told him it was a moot point for the time being. His body arched as her nails raked across his chest, leaving little trails before her cum-soaked hand brought his dick to attention once more. "Anything for you... mistress." He smirked to her, licking his lips as he wondered what she had up her sleeve.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 02:40:20</strong>
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				Grace giggled lightly as Jim called her ‘mistress.’ “That’s right, my love. You would do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” Smirking down at him, her look told him there was no need to respond. Scooting back a little further, she stroked his cock in earnest now. All five fingers were wrapped around his hardening dick, sliding up and over the head, reversing her hand position with each stroke. Grace loved to watch him grow hard in her hands, the thrill of the power to arouse, she supposed. Leaning over, she flicked that the head with her tongue a few times, just to see Jim’s reaction.<br><br>His cock was hard, the veins thick and throbbing as she worked him over. Stopping suddenly and appraising him as if admiring her handiwork, she sighed happily and looked into his eyes. “You know, Jim. I think you must have the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen.” She looked down at it once more and whispered, “Mmm…beautiful…”<br><br>Coming forward once more, she positioned her hips directly on top of his, but didn’t move to have him enter her just yet. Instead, she wriggled on top of him until she felt his cock slip between her pussy lips and worked her hips so that she slid up and down the length of him. The ridges and veins felt glorious against her wet slit and clit. Her hands braced on her thighs, she slid back and forth on Jim’s erection a few more times, moaning lightly. <br><br>Grace pulled back for just a moment, dipping her fingers in her juices once more.&nbsp; Taking his cock in her other hand, she guided the tip towards her entrance. Holding her slick fingers in front of Jim’s face, she giggled and said, “Want some of your honey’s honey, baby?” She gasped and sighed as she impaled herself on his rigid pole, inch by glorious inch. “Mmmm…you&nbsp; ready, Jimbo?”
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 23:59:58</strong>
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				"Mmm yeah Grace..." He grinned up to her as he looked at her sexy body, his cock throbbing in her hands as she worked him. A drop of precum very quickly formed at the tip of its head, a little tease for her tongue as he squirmed in teased pleasure while she flicked her tongue over the sensitive head of his dick. Smiling at her compliment, he laughed lightly. "Shit... all of you is beautiful, Grace." Another shudder of pleasure flowing through his body, just from the way she talked about him.<br><br>His cock trembled as he felt her pussy lips surrounding but not enveloping his cock, moaning loudly as he felt her rubbing up against his hot, sensitive rod, which was still lubricated with her saliva. His hips worked to try to help her out, moving in the opposite direction of her hips to intensify both their sensations, copious amounts of precum coating the head of his cock as she teased him.<br><br>As she pulled off, he looked to her with a playful glance, as if he were unsure as to whether she planned to actually fuck him or launch into some other tease. Then he felt his head at the entrance to her pussy, arching his hips up to help her as he answered her breathlessly. "Oh yeah Grace... give me your hot, tight pussy..."
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 02:34:45</strong>
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				Moaning softly as she settled down on Jim’s cock, she whispered, “God, you feel so good, baby!” Immediately grinding her hips as she straddled him, she cooed and moaned as his thick member filled her completely. Rocking back and forth slowly, she had the best of both worlds. Her pussy filled and stretched, and her clit being stroked as she wriggled on top of him. Gripping him tightly with her inner walls, she moved faster and faster. The headboard was banging repeatedly into the wall, but Grace didn’t care who heard. <br><br>Reaching down to stroke Jim’s chest, she grabbed both of his nipples, playing with them lightly as she rode him. Looking him in the eye, she slowly moved her hands up her own body, toying with her nipples instead. Her eyelids fluttered softly, the sensations overwhelming her as she felt her orgasm building up. Bracing her hands on the headboard, she cried out with each downward thrust. Literally bouncing on his cock now, her pussy clenched and unclenched on him, milking his cock. Her movements slowed down slightly, her breathing heavy and ragged.<br><br>Lifting her body up, she released his still rigid rod. “Mmm…I’m not done with you yet, baby,” she whispered. Sliding down again, she took him fully in her mouth, groaning with pleasure at their mingled taste. Releasing him gently, she grinned up at him and licked her lips. Moving around to his side, she went to straddle him again, but this time with her back to him. She took hold of his cock and easily worked all of him inside of her once more. Her pussy was still throbbing, tightening randomly around him. Sighing with pleasure as she began bouncing away on him again, her hand reached down to fondle his balls as she rode him. Crying out softly with each impalement, she kept going, the headboard banging repeatedly into the wall yet again.
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 00:12:01</strong>
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				"You're not so bad either." He smirked to her playfully as his hips gyrated erotically inside her, moaning as he felt her womanhood massaging his cock. His nipples hardened as she stroked them, torso now writhing in a mixture of arousal and sensual ticklishness, breathing getting faster as she did it. Moist tongue licked his lips as she switched to her own nipples.<br><br>Her orgasm brought him to the very edge of his own orgasm, but he was interrupted as she abruptly brought herself up and off his cock after her orgasm, eyes staring at her as his head shook lightly. "You're insatiable, you know that?" His body shuddered, again a hair trigger away from orgasm as she licked him. "My god, that is one hot ass..." he grinned as she turned her back to him, cock throbbing as she mounted it once again.<br><br>It wasn't long then before his cock erupted inside of her, hips bucking upward to meet hers as he groaned and moaned in pleasure, hands clenching into fists in the handcuffs that held him to the headboard. His cock was beginning to soften inside her, but he kept thrusting and trying to keep going long enough to give her another orgasm.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 06:35:41</strong>
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				As soon as Jim started shooting his load, Grace started to cum. The feeling of his throbbing cock pumping hot thick cum into her always got her off. She felt her pussy gush, flooding Jim with their mixed juices. Even as his cock started softening, she grinned and clenched him tighter with her inner walls. Grinding out the last bit of her orgasm on top of him, she sighed happily, her head hanging forward in exhaustion. <br><br>Climbing off of him carefully, she kissed his lips softly and said, “Be right back.” Grace disappeared into their bathroom for a moment, cleaning herself up quickly with a washcloth. Wetting it down with very warm water, she brought the washcloth back to the bedroom, along with a towel. Grace slowly cleaned all of the cum off of Jim’s cock and balls, making sure she was very gentle as she knew he was still quite sensitive. Spotting a droplet of cum oozing out, she quickly licked the head of his cock clean, grinning up at him as she did so. <br><br>Standing up, she looked down at her handsome husband and smiled softly. “Now, I know you must be exhausted, honey. And because I’m the loving wife that I am, I won’t let you sleep in the wet spot.” She grinned &amp; held up the towel. “So, this is for you!” Grace took the towel and tucked it under Jim’s rear end. “Oh, that’s right, honey. You get to stay in those cuffs for awhile yet.” <br><br>Snuggling up to him in bed, she sighed and murmured, “You shouldn’t have taken that girl with you, ya know. Her trip to the store could have waited. Hell, she came in her own damned car! Going to sleep now, baby.” Grace yawned loudly and rested her head on his shoulder. “Just wake me up if you need to take a piss. I’ll bring you a bottle.” She knew she’d probably take the cuffs off sometime during the night, but she wanted him to think otherwise. She pulled the covers up over them and quickly fell asleep.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 01:41:10</strong>
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				He panted as she came and then climbed off of him, head falling forward in exhaustion as he looked to her expectantly, wrists shaking as he reminded her of the handcuffs. Then she went to the bathroom, and he figured she was just cleaning up. A few more teases and it'd be done.<br><br>He smiled to her, raising his ass for the towel that she was putting beneath him, his eyes then widening as he realized that she wasn't about to release him from his binds. "Grace... you know, nothing happened on the trip..." he protested, now unsure if he'd crossed some line or other that hadn't fully been delineated after that one certain night. His eyes scanned his wife, who had settled rather restfully into her side of the bed, wondering if this was one of her many teasing games, or if he had really done something to upset her.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 06:09:50</strong>
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				Grace woke during the night, and felt a little sorry for Jim. Carefully, she crept out of bed to get the keys to the cuffs from the nightstand. Gently holding his hand, she unlocked the cuffs and placed his hand at his side, repeating the same on the other side of him. Making sure she removed the cuffs from the bed completely, she tucked them away in one of her drawers and returned to bed as quietly as she could. Snuggling up to him, she quickly fell back asleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 03:49:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Awakening at Grace's small movements, Jim grinned and licked his lips as soon as she lay back down to sleep. A few seconds later, he had pounced on top of her and was straddling her, rising dominant over her body as he massaged her beautiful tits with his hands, pinching her nipples playfully. "Wake up call..."<br><br>As soon as she was awake and cognizant of what was going on, Jim would swoop down and give her a full-on kiss, tongue moving into her mouth and tangling with hers, depriving her of any chance to speak as his cock hardened against her pelvis. Hands would move from tits to wrists, pinning them down as his strength took the place of handcuffs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 10:42:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Since she had just fallen asleep, Grace was not quick to understand what was going on as Jim leapt on top of her. But, as he stimulated her nipples, her body dragged her out of slumber to the delicious pleasure his hands were creating. Blinking a few times, her eyes slowly focused on the handsome face of her husband on top of her. "Jiiiim!" she muttered groggily, but was soon cut off by his kiss. Kissing him back, she went to wrap her arms around his neck, but she was stopped by his grip on her wrists. <br><br>Finally fully awake, Grace grinned up at him, meeting his gaze in the pale moonlight of their bedroom. She returned his ardent kisses, suckling his tongue into her mouth, giving it the same treatment she had given his cock earlier. Arching her back slightly to rock her hips up towards him, she felt that he was hard already. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, "Third time's the charm, eh, Jimbo?" Quickly returning her lips to his, their lips mashed together as her passion for him simmered. She struggled to pull her hands free, but he wasn't having it. Resigning herself to her fate, she smiled on the inside, wondering exactly what he planned to do with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 21:12:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned to her, licking his lips as he moved further up her body while still straddling her, his cock eventually nestled between her tits. "Something like that, babe..." Forceful hands pulled her wrists to her breasts, forcing them to push the two mounds together as his hips moved back and forth on her, hard dick moving between them as he moaned loudly.<br><br>"You know I always love your tits, Grace... and to see your face glazed with my cum afterwards." His hands would now move off of her wrists as he used his fingers to pinch playfully at her nipples, back arching as he moaned in pleasure, eyes trying to focus on her instead of rolling back in his head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 12:17:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Jim moved further up along her body, Grace suddenly knew what he had in mind. Watching as he maneuvered his cock between her breasts, she grinned and happily complied as he put her hands to work, squeezing her breasts snugly around him. Her eyes followed his dick as he pumped his hips on top of her, licking her lips in lust at the sight. She chuckled softly at his words and replied, "Yeah, just as much as I love your cock between my tits, baby. Now, give me some sugar." Winking at him with a big grin on her face, she licked her lips once more in anticipation.<br><br>Groaning loudly as his fingers found her nipples once more, Grace sighed in ecstasy as he began pinching them. "Harder, baby," she murmured, squeezing her breasts together even more, completely enveloping him. Lifting her head from the bed, she licked at the tip of his hard rod each time he stroked forward. "More, Jimbo! I want more," she moaned, her body twitching with pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:31:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fingertips tightened on nipples as they grew redder and more inflamed. Jim's moans filled the bedroom as he dug his nails into her breasts as well, cock moving faster between her tits as strands of precum started to grow between her tongue and the head of his dick. His thrusts would accelerate as they continued, pushing down against her chest as he dominated her form.<br><br>Soon his eyes closed and she could see his toned abs tightening in pleasure with each thrust, engorged cock going more and more toward her face with each gyration as he came closer and closer to orgasm. "You gonna take this load in your face Grace? Be my little cum-stained whore?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 03:59:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace watched him pump his cock furiously between her breasts. Lapping at the head eagerly each time it neared, she couldn't wait for him to explode, excited at the idea of him spurting all over her. She squealed as he pinched and squeezed her nipples even harder than before, her body reacting as her juices flowed from between her pussy lips. Murmuring approving noises, she clamped her legs shut, squirming beneath him as she grew more and more excited.<br><br>"Please, Jim. I want your cum. Give it to me, baby!" she cried. She knew he liked to play like this, and when she admitted it to herself, she knew she loved it, too. Even though he was her husband, and even though she loved him very much, she adored being used by him for his pleasure. Looking up into his eyes, she grinned slyly and pushed her breasts together even tighter than before. "Make me your cum-stained whore, sugar," she whispered. "You know I want it..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 06:20:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck yeah... fuck yeah... fuck yeah..." His each thrust was punctuated with an exclamation, his cock throbbing between her tits as his breathing got deeper, chest rising and falling with more and more measured effort until his entire body tensed, first his shoulders, then his chest and thighs, and finally his cock, which shot thick streams of white cum all over Grace's face and tits as his sharp thrusts spurred him on.<br><br>"Oh yeah... you like that, don't you Grace? You like a cum-glazed face..." Jim grinned down at her as he climbed off of her, standing up and crudely wiping his cock off in her hair, a finishing touch to the use he'd doled out to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whose Keys? (Jim's Room)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 07:35:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace could feel Jim's cock get even harder as he continued to pump between her breasts. She knew he was about to cum and shut her eyes. As soon as she did so, she felt the hot droplets hitting her face and breasts. Opening her mouth for a little taste, she licked her lips as they became coated in the messy goo. As Jim hopped off of her, she felt him wipe himself off on her hair and cringed. He knew she hated it when he got it in her hair. Wiping the cum off of her eyes, she just smiled as she got up and walked past him to the bathroom. She started the shower &amp; hopped in before the water even got hot, quickly rinsing her face and hair.
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