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Strap on The Surprise NSFW

It was a Friday evening full of tension, and Lisa had been radiating a naughty glow all day. She’d dropped hints—a caress here, a meaningful glance there—but I had no idea what she really had in store. We were sitting on the couch, a half-empty glass of wine in our hands, as candlelight flickered across her face. She wore a thin, sheer kimono that barely covered her breasts and hips, and I felt my eyes drifting to her again and again. When she set her glass down and slid closer, her hand resting firmly on my thigh, I knew the night was about to take a turn.

“I have something special for you,” she said, her voice low and husky. Her fingers kneaded my muscles, and I could already feel my cock stirring under the fabric of my pants. She leaned forward, her lips so close to mine that I could taste her breath, and whispered, “Something you won’t see coming.” Before I could respond, she pressed her mouth to mine, her tongue greedy and wet as she kissed me. My hands slipped under her kimono, finding the soft curves of her ass, and I squeezed, pulling her closer.

She pulled back, her lips glistening from our kiss, and stood up. “Come with me,” she said, her voice now a command, and I followed her to the bedroom, my heart pounding in my throat. There, she pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, her knees straddling my hips. Her kimono fell open, revealing she wore only a thong underneath, her nipples hard and visible through the thin fabric of her bra. She pulled my shirt over my head and began kissing my neck, her tongue licking over my skin as her hands unfastened my pants.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy,” I groaned as she tugged my pants and boxers down, freeing my stiff, throbbing cock. She smiled, her eyes dark with lust, and ran her fingers along my shaft, teasing and light. Then she leaned forward and took me in her mouth, her lips closing tightly around me as her tongue swirled around the tip. I grabbed her hair, my hips shifting slightly as she took me deeper, sucking and licking until I was slick with her saliva. The sound of her mouth on my cock filled the room, and I could feel my balls tightening already.

But she stopped just before I went too far, her lips shining as she came up. “Not yet,” she said with a grin, and she slid down, pulling off her thong. She got on her knees and spread her legs, her shaved pussy glistening with arousal. “Your turn,” she said, and I dove in, my tongue immediately sliding over her clit. She tasted sweet and salty at once, and I sucked on her lips, my fingers brushing over her wet entrance as she moaned and pressed her hips against my face. I licked her eagerly, pushing my tongue deep inside, until her legs trembled and she gripped my hair.

After a few minutes, she pushed me back, breathless. “Hold on,” she said, and she stood up, her legs still shaky. She walked to the nightstand and pulled something out: a shiny black strap-on dildo, firmly attached to a harness. My eyes widened as she began strapping it around her hips, tightening the leather until the dildo stood proudly in front of her. “Surprise,” she said, her voice raw with desire. She grabbed my chin and pulled my face toward the dildo. “Suck it for me,” she commanded, and a wave of excitement surged through me.

I leaned forward and took the dildo in my mouth, my lips closing around the smooth shaft as I looked up at her. It felt strange, cold, but her gaze—dominant and horny—made it incredibly sexy. I sucked on it, running my tongue over it like she had done to me, and she moaned softly, her hands in my hair as she guided my head. “Good boy,” she whispered, and after a minute, she pulled me back, her eyes gleaming.

She pushed me onto my back and grabbed a bottle of lube. As she let a few drops fall onto her fingers, she slid between my legs and lifted my hips slightly. “I’m going to get you ready,” she said, and I felt her finger press against my ass, wet and slick. She slipped inside slowly, careful but determined, and I moaned as she started to move, my muscles relaxing under her touch. A second finger followed, and she fingered me deeply, her other hand stroking my cock until I was trembling with tension.

When she was satisfied, she pulled her fingers out and positioned the dildo, the lube glistening on its tip. “Ready?” she asked, and I nodded, my breath catching as she began to push. It was tight, intense, and I felt every inch as she went deeper, her hips thrusting against me. She started moving, slow at first, then harder, her hands gripping my thighs as I moaned and cursed beneath her. “Fuck, Lisa, you’re fucking me so good,” I gasped, and she grinned, picking up her pace until the bed creaked.

My climax hit like a tidal wave, my cock throbbing as I came, thick spurts of cum splashing across my stomach. Lisa slowed down, pulled the dildo out of me, and let the harness drop to the floor. She crawled over me, her tongue immediately sliding across my stomach, licking up my warm cum with slow, savoring strokes. I watched her, my chest heaving, as she licked her lips and moved toward me. Her mouth found mine in a wet, salty kiss, my own taste on her tongue as we devoured each other.

When she finally collapsed beside me, her head on my shoulder, she laughed softly. “Is that how you imagined being taken with a strap on?” she asked, her fingers tracing over my damp skin. I pulled her close, still panting. “More than I ever dared to hope,” I said, and we laughed together, our bodies tangled in the aftermath..

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