The Omnistore System

Chapter 185 Demanding maria (R-18)

Chapter 185 Demanding maria (R-18)

However, it didn't take her long to catch on to his playful intentions.

Taking her shirt, he expertly folded it into a makeshift rope. With skillful hands, he securely bound her wrists together, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Maria's heart raced with anticipation, her imagination running wild with what might come next in their sensual adventure.

Kevin, in the midst of binding Maria's hands together, couldn't help but tease, "Mom, you've got quite the appetite and I like that about you, I love that...but..." He paused for a moment, fixing her with an annoyed expression, "Sometimes it can be a bit annoying."

Maria remained silent, her heart pounding as she eagerly awaited what would come next. Kevin then moved to a nearby closet and rummaged through it, the sound of clothes rustling filling the room. Maria, sitting on the table, her hands bound and her naked form exposed, couldn't contain her curiosity. With an eager expression, she inquired, "What are you looking for, Kevin?"

Amidst Maria's curious query, Kevin's triumphant shout of discovery rang through the room, drawing her attention. He reemerged from the closet clutching a long muffler. The anticipation in his eyes was palpable as he made his way toward her, a grin dancing on his lips. His voice held a playful note as he quipped, "Seems like I should keep a stash of ropes for demanding bitches like you who want their pussy fucked all day. Now, would you mind raising your leg for me?"

Maria's heart began to race, and a faint flicker of apprehension danced across her features. She hesitated, a moment of vulnerability that led her to confess, "Kevin, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with where this is headed..."

Kevin, undeterred, responded with a confident, sly smile, "Well, let's not judge before you've experienced it. You might just change your mind." Not waiting for her consent, he decided to take the initiative, his hands deftly and gently securing her legs and spreading them apart, raising one to position her as he saw fit.

Maria's unease lingered, though she trusted her friend not to harm her. She hesitantly voiced her concerns, saying, "I've never tried anything like this before... How about we begin with just my hands bound and see where it goes from there?"

Kevin chose to remain silent, allowing his actions to convey his intentions. He carefully and deliberately wrapped the scarf around just the beck of her neck, adjusting it slightly to ensure it rested comfortably. With both ends of the scarf in his hands, he expertly fastened them around her thighs, keeping them spread apart. It was a masterful binding that left her in a position that invited exploration and pleasure.

Maria was now bound in a posture that left no doubt about the possibilities. Her body was poised to receive Kevin's penis in all of her three receptive openings – her anus, her vagina, or her mouth.

As Kevin took a step back, his gaze lingered on the tableau before him, and a sense of accomplishment welled up within him. Maria, bound with both care and affection, lay on the table, her form an exquisite composition. Her legs were spread apart, her wrists securely fastened behind her back, making her dependent on the bed for support, a tantalizing symbol of their trust and intimacy.

The scene was a blend of vulnerability and desire. Maria's moist, slightly flushed vagina was laid bare, framed by a hint of soft, inviting hair. Her modestly hairy anus rested nearby, the picture of sensual elegance. Her breasts, affectionately encased in the scarf, were pressed together, enhancing their natural fullness.

Kevin's skillful binding even extended to her plush thighs, their curves squeezed together to emphasize the artistry of their arrangement. Maria's face was tilted slightly upwards, allowing her a tantalizing glimpse of her own body just above her prominent bosom, which partially obstructed her view.

"Kevin, these bindings are a bit too tight. Can you loosen them up a bit, please?" Maria requested, attempting to wriggle free from her restraints. Kevin, however, was a master of the art of rope binding techniques, and breaking free would require an extraordinary display of physical strength.

With a satisfied nod, Kevin approached her. His fingers delicately traced over her nipple as he whispered, "You look absolutely stunning, Mom" locking eyes with her in an intense gaze.

Maria, despite her discomfort, offered a grateful smile as she responded, "Thank you. Now, could you please make them just a tad less tight?"

"No," Kevin replied firmly, and before Maria could inquire further, he playfully pinched and tugged at her nipples, causing her to wince and moan in a mix of pleasure and pain. His actions were a testament to their shared journey of exploration and sensual delight.

"Ahhh... No, it hurts," Maria whimpered, her eyes glistening with tears as Kevin continued to play with her nipples, applying a mix of gentle but pinchy sensations. Then, he diverted his attention to her breasts as a whole and delivered a series of enticing yet stinging slaps, leaving crimson handprints in their wake. The experience prompted Maria to wince in response, a potent blend of sensations coursing through her.

But it wasn't over. Kevin's desire to explore every facet of her body knew no bounds. His handprint on her reddened skin bore testament to his exploration, a vivid reminder of the delightful torment they shared. 

Kevin's actions were a blend of pleasure and provocation, and his eyes locked onto Maria's as he continued his playful teasing. The sensations surged through her, each pinch and pull creating a mesmerizing dance of pleasure-pain that seemed to blur the lines between torment and ecstasy.

Maria's moans filled the room, a symphony of surrender to her desires and trust in Kevin. She was experiencing a cocktail of sensations – the tinge of pain, the thrill of vulnerability, and the intoxicating allure of submission. Every gasp and sigh from her lips conveyed the intricate interplay of emotions and desires that coursed through her.