Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

Model: Madeline
Rigger: Lolita
Fanboy: Jefferson

Jefferson opened the door and I got a glimpse of Madeline standing there in a robe with a shy smile on her face. Jefferson kissed me long and deep. I returned his ardor, but I was actually thinking about how cute Madeline was. After the kiss, I turned to her and enveloped her in a big bear hug. “Hi!”

So, not only is Jefferson an amazing fucker, and not only does he make me laugh, but he is also a good cook. And, on top of all that, he sets me up to play with his girlfriend. All good. Great, in fact.

We eat fried chicken and then we follow Madeline to the bedroom, me with my rope bag and Jefferson with his camera. I kiss her, undress her and start teasing her with the rope. Of course, I have brought some of Monk’s rope, too, since she has such a crush on him. And I begin to slowly lay rope on her. Madeline just talks and talks while I do this. She is just babbling away.

“Jefferson, why is she talking so much?”
“She’s nervous.”

Hmm… I figure I should let her work through this. I tie a chest harness and she continues babbling. I tie her wrists behind her back and she babbles a bit less. I tie her ankles together and force her in to a bow and she finally shuts up.

Meanwhile Jefferson is taking lots of pics. He’s hopping around at every angle. I mug a bit for the camera but mainly I ignore him and concentrate on her.

I gently lay her on her back which totally exposes her cunt. She is helplessly bound. I fuck her with my fingers. And then I add a vibrator to work her clit, too. This is working for her. And finally, we finish and I begin to take her out of the ropes, leaving the chest harness on. We cuddle and I hold her close to me.

Madeline recovers and goes down on Jefferson.
When he’s good and hard, she says, “Lolita, do you want to fuck Jefferson?”
“Oh, no, you go ahead. You’re the one who got him hard.”
“Well, I did it for you.”

Wow, that was so sweet. I can’t turn that down. So, we fuck, and after it’s over, there is a huge wet spot on the bed.

Madeline makes it quite clear that she won’t be sleeping in the wet spot. I see that there is a limit to her hospitality.