Hammock

Hannah arrived at Bruce’s place right on time. They have been in love for months, and every time either one has had time to dream of a fantasy, the resulting eroticism and mutual pleasure has been nothing short of fantastic! “Hmm? I wonder what Bruce has planned for us this evening,” thought Hannah.

“May I take your coat, darling?” Bruce murmured, as his lips brushed first her perfectly coifed blond hair and then descended moistly to meet Hannah’s just-parted ones. “Ahhh, I’m so happy to be with you again, Bruce! It’s been a rough week, and I know you will know what I need to get back into myself… tonight!”

“As a matter of fact, hon, I have dinner already for us.. that comes first. And then I can tell you that my bedroom has been changed a lot for fun today; and everything we do will be by the light of one tiny red lamp in the corner of the room.. feeling will be much better than seeing, after we’ve eaten our dinner!”

“Oh, my!” thought Hannah, “I can hardly wait, thinking of just what Bruce has done to his bedroom, what a fantasy-prone guy he is, but I never feel threatened or frightened by anything he’s ever suggested. I KNOW this is going to be special.” “What’s for dinner, dear heart?”

“We start with prosciutto e melone, my favorite antipasto – then, I have made us some lasagne verde, with sauce Bechamel, some cold Soave white wine is ready to sip… fruit and cappucino for dessert. Okay?” 

“It’s perfect!” sighed Hannah.

(After the dinner, slowly savored with much communing about everything and nothing.. sipping their coffee and eating from the same delicious peach, ala “Tom Jones”, Bruce looks deeply into her eyes.)

“Thank you for wearing the mini-skirt and T-shirt I suggested, sweetheart. They will help me make you feel soooo good.. in there!” he said as he pointed suggestively to the bedroom door. “I’ll turn out the apartment lights now, and we’ll finish our coffee in the light of our candle, then, your eyes will begin to relax comfortably in the lowered light environment, needed for later.”

“This is fun, Bruce! I don’t know what you have in mind, but I already feel so happy and excited. You are so sensitive to my feelings. I really love that about you!”

“I’m going into the bedroom now, to prepare for your entry. Will you wait for three minutes, then come into the room, lift your skirt up to your waist and lie down on your stomach on our new Bermuda rope hammock?” And, he lightly rose and left Hannah to think about that while she finished her delicious cappuccino. “Lift my skirt?? Hammock? What’s this?”

After the three minutes passed – holding her watch near the candle to read its tiny face for the exactness of Bruce’s timing request. Hannah blew out the candle’s luminance and slowly moved to the door, reaching not very far down to take the hem of her skirt, lift it up to her waist. “What a languorously nice feeling this is – I’ve never done it before; with Bruce’s air-conditioner pushing a cool breeze across the room it feels so neat on my thighs and panties!”

She walked into Bruce’s room, not seeing where he is waiting for her, but following his request – she can see the outline of a big Caribbean-type rope hammock resting on a steady metal frame holding it open.. she gently sits down on it to test its ability to hold her, then, feeling secure, she lets herself lie face down into the encompassing rope cushion of the nice hammock. 

As soon as she is fully lying down in it, she can feel the weight of her body push her breasts through two of the hammock’s openings and then, the marvelous feeling of the rope pressing around them – while her tummy and vulva also take a deep impressed settling into the comfortable rope pattern squares! 

“Oh, is this wonderful!” Hannah muses. Now, she hears Bruce breathing and listens to his first words, “Hannah, don’t worry about your clothing – I have another skirt and T-shirt sitting on the bed which you can wear home in the morning.”

“What’s coming next,” the lovely coed thought. “Oh, there’s Bruce, now. I can just make him out, under me and under the hammock. He’s pulling my T-shirt away from my breasts now… feels nice… snip! Oh, he’s cutting holes in the material, letting my bra free and into the hammock’s cups. wow! Now he’s pulling the material of my panties down farther through their hole – snip! snip! He must be cutting a large opening in the crotch! Ooh that feels so sexy! I feel so totally vulnerable, but pressing through the hammock is fabulous… the pressing of the ropes are like being tied up – yet I know I’m free… what a psychological turn-on!!! 

Mmmmmmm, Bruce is kissing me… oh, it feels odd, with his lips coming up to meet mine through a hammock opening, this is a rare feeling, because I can only feel his lips! I cannot feel any of the rest of him, yet. I hope that is coming soon! I feel horny like I never felt before in my life! 

Now he’s not kissing me… where did he go? 

Snip! snip! 

Ah, he’s pulled out the cups of my bra and cut holes in them too!! Now my nipples are free and are they hard. They just sticking out there ready for anything Bruce wants to do with them! Ahhhh, yes! He’s licking me there! Ohhh, gooood. It feels so special, almost like one man is pressing the base of my breast (the hammock does that) while Bruce just loves my nipples completely freely.. now my nipples are wet and the breeze makes them stand up even more… and how that moves down my body right to my pussy! 

Wonderful feeling, I’ll get the hammock wet with my juices, I know. But who cares? We can wash it off together later, and laugh. Now, Bruce has a hand on my right boob, just twirling his fingers around the nipple the way I LOVE, and I can feel his tongue now, on my clit! Wow, that feels different… wonderfully different too! 

My vulva is pressing fully down through an opening, and that stretches me out… great feeling. Bruce is just eating me like a second dessert – ohh, he’s got his fingers running down my lips. Aahhhhh I like the way he does me! Now, he’s putting a finger in me. Wonderful! 

I’m soo wet! And this is so exciting! I don’t have to open my eyes because the room is so very dark. But the feeling of the hammock and everything Bruce is doing is just unbelievably good. Ooooh, I’m cumming now! “Bruce, I’m cumming! I love you so much.” 

“I love you too, darling!” Bruce answers. “Cum for me… give me all of your vibrating glorious climaxing. There, oh, I’ve never felt you come so hard, before… ever! You’re totally wild tonight!” 

“Well,” Hannah sighs, “You set me up to feel like this. I’ve never felt so laid out and ready for love in any other situation we’ve had together!” 

“Why don’t you exchange places with me, Hannah? I’ll lie face down on the hammock where you are, and you can use the scissors on me!”

Hannah lifts herself up, feeling the rope marks still pressing her skin sensually inwards. She grabs Bruce and embraces him fully. “Bruce, you’re so wonderful to think of things like this. I never would have dreamed! But it’s perfect!” She kisses him passionately and then gives him a little helpful push as Bruce nosedives into the hammock. Now, Hannah looks under the hammock;

“Bruce’s had a folding cot set up here, underneath the hammock. If I lie in it and help guide him inside me, we can fuck with him lying on the hammock and me lying spread out under him on this cot!” But first, where are his scissors? Ah, here they are! Right on this end table next to the cot. I want to kiss him again… ahhhh, right through the hammock ropes… how nice. 

I have him where I want him now. She pulls his T-shirt through some holes and snips large holes in it where his nipples will emerge! Then, she reaches down and is aware that Bruce is not wearing his jeans anymore.. he is lying in his skivvies, and his rampant prick is achingly pressing the cotton material outwards as he extends right through the hammock’s hole there! I must be very careful with these scissors, mustn’t I? Wouldn’t want to hurt what makes me feel better than anything in the world!

Pull on the underpants now… a little more! Now, the cotton is far out from his so sensitive skin, carefully… snip snip! Now his cock comes to my face! Lick the tip… tongue tip in his little slit. Tastes so great!

Now, into Hannah’s mouth, dear rammer… in, in, in, in, farther… “Ahhhh.. so wonderful!” groans Bruce. Out… in… out…in… suck in… lick him… ohh, he feels soooo good, hot ready to vibrate in ecstasy any minute. Just a few more strokes. Oh he’s getting longer, harder. This is perfect.

Now I’ll just lie like this, legs spreading apart. lift myself an inch toward Bruce’s penis… touching me… ah… circle my clit, up and down my slit … all the way down between my legs to touch my ass hole. Ah, so nice… now… invite him IN? YES! OH YESSS! That’s it! Now he’s thrusting and I’m matching him stroke for stroke. Cumming! Already! Oh this is the most amazing feeling. 

“Hannah, I’m cumming too… Oh God!”


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