Hands Off

"How fuckin' kinky could you possibly be?" I questioned snarkily. "You don't have a leather catsuit or nipple clamps.... Or even some toy handcuffs. Something kinkier than a cheap vibrating bullet."

"I don't need those items." Kym retorted. "You didn't know me in college. I once blew my boyfriend at a party with his bedroom door open. I know more than a couple people watched. Someone even slapped my ass."

"Ok, well I'm not a doctor in sex therapy or anything, but there's a big difference between being all drunk and insecure and being legitimately kinky." I replied with my best straight face.

I was trying not to show my amusement at Kym's revelation. She was at the point of her life, her late 20's, where she was trying to find the balance between being a mature single mother and still feeling sexy and carefree. I don't know where exactly I fit into that process of finding herself. I do know that I was happy to be at the age that having sex with a woman almost a decade younger than me wasn't creepy. Kym perhaps felt old being the only mother in her group of friends, but she was still a little sex bomb to me compared to my last couple girlfriends.

"Oh! So if I had a fuckin' leather cat-suit and nipple clamps on while blowing him, then I would qualify as a kinky girl in your mind?" Kym shot back while emphasizing "kinky girl" with finger quotes.

"I think you're just too unoriginal to find something kinky unless you've like.... already seen it played out as some generic porn trope." She continued with her arms crossed and a look of pride as she dished the teasing right back.

"That's Bullshit!" I lied.

"I'll teach you a little game we can play right now..... that I made up." I lied again as I recalled something I saw in a porn once.

I unfolded Kym's arms and grabbed her wrists and sneered at her. This little volley of attitude was merely foreplay. I guided her over to the wall of her bedroom and placed her hands against the wall about a foot over her head. She turned and looked at me like I was just making this up as I went.

"This game is called.... Hands On / Hands Off" I instructed her.

Kym mouthed a "Oh Okay" and rolled her eyes.

"The rules should be easy enough though for someone as young and simple as you. If I say 'Hands On' you keep your hands on the wall with your palms pressed firmly against the wall. No matter what I do, you do not take your hands off. I will not physically remove your hands from the wall. However, if you do remove a hand, I will say 'Hands off'. This means you no longer exert effort to have your hands on the wall, and you will accept whatever punishment I decide. After I'm satisfied, I will say 'Hands on' again, and the next round begins. Do you understand how to play?" I asked.

"Yes coach" Kym snickered.

Goddamnit. Not only was Kym game but she was already embellishing it way better than I could ever come up with. I grabbed her short blonde hair and pulled her head back.

"Careful. Or I might make you call me that all the time." I sneered between my teeth.

Kym let out a little smile and a silent laugh. She wasn't worried, but I know she had to wonder what was in store for her. I slid one of my legs between hers, and spread her out. I had to take a few steps back to admire my 5'4 prey in her short shorts and t-shirt. Kym started getting a bit antsy and wiggled her butt at me teasingly. In reality we were both wondering what was about to come next as I tried to figure out my plan of attack.

I decided to start with a shoulder rub which seemed like a sweet gesture. It was merely my Trojan Horse intended to get her to let her guard down. I started working my way down her back. Sure, a kinky game is fun, but I bet a backrub would be just as cathartic for Kym these days. She was falling right into my trap as I watched the muscles in her shoulder relax. I had my hands on her sides massaging just above her hips when I shot one hand right up the side of her body. I grabbed her armpit and squeezed. Juvenile but effective. Her elbow shot down as a reaction to the tickle, forcing her hand off the wall for the first time.

She was laughing as I barked "Hands Down" at her.

"Hey coach, I thought it was 'Hands Off'?" she continued to giggle.

I tried to breeze through my snafu by pulling her off the wall and squeezing her tight so her side was pressed into my stomach. With my other hand, I unleashed a couple swift slaps to each of her little ass cheeks. Her eyes got wide. It was less out of pain as much as surprise and she continued to laugh at this little game I had roped her into. Her and I would both be surprised by what inventive tricks I would cook up in the following rounds.

Kym's cheeks were rosy from laughing and adrenaline and I'd imagine her ass cheeks were a few hues redder as well. I turned her back towards the wall.

"Hands On" I instructed.

She obliged and even spread her legs like I taught her last time. I walked up behind her and ground my crotch against her ass. She pushed back against me and could feel my star athlete start to warm up for the big game. I reached my arm around her and under her shirt. I traced my fingertips around her belly. She let out a soft sigh. I started to trace my fingers up and down her torso, slowly getting closer to her perky b-cups. So sensual.... or so she thought.

"What the fuh..... acckkk" she yelled as my wet pointer finger from my free hand probed her ear.

The wet willy caused her ass to tighten up which I could feel against my crotch. This gave me ideas for another time, but at the moment I would have to deal with those hands coming off the wall.

"Hands off" I celebrated once again.

Kym wasn't as amused by my victory this time, so I had nothing to lose by increasing the punishment.

"This time I want you across my knee." I instructed her.

"Fine" she surrendered.

"I'm pretty sure you mean 'Yes Coach', and take those shorts off this time."

"You never said I HAD to call you 'Coach' the whole time." Kym shot off as she slid her shorts down.

"I just fucking did." I shot back as I pulled her over to the bed by her hair.

I sat down on the edge and pulled her over my lap by her hair. Her body was draped over my knee with her hands and feet touching the ground.

"Jesus Christ, do I have to tell you how to do everything?" I grumbled as I put my hand on her lower back. My other hand grabbed her leg just below the butt cheek and pulled up as my hand her back held her still. This propped her ass out.

"From here on out, and not just during today's game, this is how you are to present your ass and pussy to me. Do I make myself clear?" I asked her sternly.

Kym let out a little mumble accented by something that sounded like "coach" making me believe she was at a loss for words. She was aroused, as this change of tone was perhaps more what she had in mind than tickling and a wet finger in the ear.

"When you push your ass out just like this, not only do I have better access, but it shows off the sweet little shape better."

I let a few solid slaps fly to punctuate the final couple syllables in my instructions. These certainly connected better than the last round due to the angle I had, hitting her cheeks and missing her tail bone. She let out some sharp breaths after my little outburst. I let her catch her breath and maybe think this round was over. With that I let one more hard slap fly on each cheek before ordering "HANDS UP."

Kym got up off her tummy and flashed me a wicked grin. I just sat there and watched her strut back over to the wall. She put her hands back up on the wall and looked at me over her shoulder.

"Well coach?" she whispered at me.

I was torn between fucking WITH her (so she would pull her hands down) and just straight up fucking her. I approached her once again but with too much lust to be creative. Fortunately, I have a habit of talking without thinking, so my mouth did the heavy lifting.

"You know why you excel at this game?" I questioned as my hands slid up her shirt once again.

"It's because deep down, you already are a good slut. Handcuffs and ropes and all that shit...... That's for chicks who are still on the fence about being a whore. The only reason you'd be on the fence would be to slide that fencepost up your little pussy. Huh!" I grunted in her ear.

She laid her head back and rested the back of it on my shoulder. I kissed her neck as I cupped each of her breasts under her shirt. I rolled her right nipple between my fingers while my other kneaded her other left tit. Kym was letting out soft moans as we both got lost in the moment. I took a step back to take off my shirt. Kym saw me and decided to do the same. Except.... She took her hands off the wall once again. I couldn't help but to pounce.

As her shirt was up over her head and arms tangled, I lunged forward and picked her up. Kym let out a scream, but for all she knew, we were going to stop the game and fuck. I threw her on the bed face up with only her wet patched panties and her shirt still over her face and hands. She got her head out from her shirt and looked at me only to confirm it was still game time. I pulled her ankles up and told her to hold onto them. She obliged as I took my belt off and folded it in half.

Kym cried out as the belt landed on her ass. I think the noise was a jolting as the actual physical impact. She looked absolutely in shock at what was happening. I landed another shot and she whined again. I grabbed the seams of her panties from her hips and peeled them up her legs. Kym let go of her ankles so I could remove them completely. I then reached over and pushed them into her agape mouth.

"These will have a better use blocking up your less useful hole." I said as matter-of-factly as I could muster. She let out a pouty whimper. To which I proceeded to give her a couple more belt slaps on her ass.

"Crawl back to the wall and put your hands up." I commanded.

Kym slid off the bed and down to her knees while her panties remained in her mouth. She started to crawl back to the wall but I stopped her after a few steps.

"I told you to always present that little cunt to me in the proper pose." I snarled as I dropped to one knee. Once again I pushed down her lower back, but placed my thumb of my other hand over her ass hole and wrapped my other fingers down to dig into her wet little pussy. With that grip I pulled her lower abdomen up. Kym started to crawl again towards the wall with my slut posture correction. She stood up and placed her hands against the wall once again. When she looked back at me with submissive lust in her eyes I knew we had turned a corner in our relationship.

"I think we should commemorate this moment with a photo." I announced with an almost jovial naivety.

"Whuh?' Kym asked through her panties.

"Well you sure enjoyed everyone seeing you suck cock at that college party. Why not let everyone on facebook know what a dirty whore you really are?" I replied as I reached for my phone.

Kym had sent me plenty of nude photos, but nothing with her having a freshly welted ass and panties in her mouth. Also, she had been the one to send me the photos. This would be a new line to cross by taking them myself. Kym glared at me. She didn't know how hot it actually looked instead of intimidating.

"Don't you fuckin dare!" She challenged as assertively as one can with undergarments in their mouth.

She must have known deep down I would never actually do that to her, because she didn't once take her hands off the wall to pounce on me.

"Say cheese." Was all I gave her in return through the corniest smile I could muster. I could see from her shocked and angry expression that she heard the shutter click.

What Kym didn't see was I took a selfie. It was a moment of lightness that perhaps I needed to keep me in check and give me a chance to recalibrate. It was with this fresh breath that I had the idea to step between Kym and the wall. She rolled her eyes as I stepped between her and the wall with a dumb but proud look on my face. She didn't realize I was more proud of the selfie stunt.

Kym's arms remained on the wall just above my shoulder. I pulled the panties out of her mouth which for some reason made her think I wanted to kiss her. I pretended like I didn't because her panties had been in there but honestly I didn't care. Kym thought this also meant the roles reversed.

"You can't push my hands off can you." Kym squealed as she tried to pin me and kiss me.

I slid my back down the wall until I was sitting down so I could get below her kissing target range. The plan was to give her a raspberry on her stomach knowing that she would go crazy and take her hands off the wall. She slid down too so she was sitting in my lap but hands still up over my shoulders on the wall.

Fuck! She had me pinned.

Couldn't let her win this kissing mini-game! What to do?

Bury face in tits and motorboat. Like a raspberry, but with boobies!

Kym laughed as I buried my face in her chest. When I looked up I gave her that kiss she had been wanting. She started to grind on my lap as our lips locked. My hand reached back and squeezed her ass and guided it back and forth across my lap. She worked her lips down to my neck, then my shoulder and down to my nipple. She gave it a quick bite as she felt cock stiffen more in my jeans. She looked up and bit her lower lip. She knows damn well that drives me crazy.

"So I can do whatever I want...as long as my hand are on the wall?" She questioned as she shifted her weight down into my lap.

"Yes, but I too can do whatever I want while your hand are on the wall." I tried to reason.

Kym stopped grinding for a second and looked me right in the eye.

"So all you want from me is a lap dance?"

"That's not all I want." I said as I pulled my legs in and lifted her weight up.

Her hands might have slipped off the wall a bit, but I was lenient in the fact that it was more my fault than hers. I managed to stand up so my cock was eye level with her as she kneeled in front of me, hands still on the wall. Kym licked her lip and looked at me with big eyes. I unzipped my jeans and pushed them down around my ankles.

"You have to work for the rest." I instructed as my bulge pressed against my boxers.

Kym traced the outline of my cock with her tongue over my boxers a couple times. She moved up and kissed my belly, the scraped her teeth gently downward to catch the elastic band of my boxers. Kym pulled them down as far as she could go without taking hands off the wall. She straightened her back and scooted her knees in closer to the wall between my legs. The tip of Kym's tongue licked the pre-cum of the head of my cock. Her tongue started to swirl around the head while my other head rested back against the wall. She kept just the head of my cock between her lips and looked up at me.

Was she challenging me to facefuck her? Because I will totally facefuck her.... When I decide to. I decided to assert dominance by removing my cock from her mouth and lifting it up towards my belly. I then tippy-toed up and pulled her face into my balls. Kym looked surprised but her instincts kicked in and she sucked on my balls for a minute or two. I let go of my cock and let it rest free again and slid my hands down the wall. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them against the wall unconsciously. She couldn't lose now.

Kym leant back to let my cock go back to pointing at her mouth.

"Is this what you want me to do Coach?" She asked as she placed as much of my cock in her mouth as she could.

She started to build up speed as that mouth worked back and forth on my cock.

"That's how all the other girls who give me lap dances finish." I shot back after a minute of trying to think of a good comeback.

Kym scrunched up her face as she removed my dick from her mouth. She then slapped me a couple times on my stomach. She only looked half pissed by what I said. She looked fully pissed when I slapped her across the face and yelled "HANDS OFF".

I gave her a second to catch her breath. The slap more surprised her than hurt her, but it was certainly enough to get her attention. I was scared she might bite my dick off if I didn't step away. She started to get up to come after me so I gave the command.

"Hands On! Hands On!" I said with fear in my eyes.

Kym couldn't help but to laugh. She retreated to the wall and placed her hands up once again. I went over to her dresser drawer and pulled out her little vibe.

"If only you had a catsuit or something, we wouldn't have to play such silly games." I said as I shook the vibe in my hand for her to see.

She had to laugh at that and the mood changed back to the playful spirit we had intended. I turned the vibe on as I saddled up behind her once again.

"Careful, or I'll buy you a fuckin cat suit." Kym teased as her legs spread again.

I reached down and in front of her with the little vibe. I traced around her thighs and pretty much everywhere else but her wet little pussy. Ever so slowly I started tracing it up her leg until it touched her pussy lip. She pushed her hips forward to try to meet it but I pulled it away. We repeated this game of pussy and mouse a couple more times. My free hand reached under her arm and up to her neck. I pushed her chin up and back and kissed her while keeping my hand around her throat. Once I had her locked in a kiss I pulled my other hand up and pressed the vibe against her clit. My cock was resting between slightly between her ass cheeks as she moaned into my mouth. I started making little circles with toy.

I only broke our kiss so I could hear her moan. I used the hand that had been on her throat to push my cock down so it would rub along the bottom of her slit. Her eyes were glossy with lust. I threw the still pulsing vibe behind me onto the bed and pushed her body forward. Kym's cheek was pressed against the wall and she looked at me and nodded. She needed that cock inside her. I kept rubbing it along her wet lips for what felt like ages. She bit her lip again and reached down and guided me in.

"You WILL pay for that." I said as convincingly as I could muster as I thrust forward.

"Whatever you say.........coach" Was all Kym could get out.

She wasn't wrong. This whole game might have been harder on me than her. I grabbed her hips and just continued to slowly build speed. I could see the wall had a wet spot from Kym's open mouth pressed against the wall. My right hand slowly worked up her back and to her shoulder. All the while seeing Kym's legs tighten up, signaling a massive orgasm was building in her. I started pushing her shoulder down making her hips bend and her ass stick further out. Kym was panting at this point after so much teasing and buildup. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer myself.

I hunched over her and worked my hand down between her legs. I rubbed her clit for a minute making Kym moan in pure bliss. I pulled my hand up to her mouth and had her suck her juices off my fingers. It just about sent me over the top so I decided I had to act fast. I reached back down and gave her pussy a few slaps. She exploded on the third or fourth "love tap."

I pulled out as she crumbled to the floor. She looked at me as I gave my cock a few more strokes and opened her mouth obediently. I took a couple steps back and pivoted my body. She watched in horror as I shot my load onto the ground and into her new purse. My cum got on her phone, makeup, car keys and whatever other crap she carries around. I had warned her I would get her back for taking her hands off the wall.

Two weeks latter..... she posted that cheesy selfie I took on to Facebook. She had snuck onto my phone to try to delete that photo I supposedly took of her and sent it to herself. Jokes on me.