"Turn around."
He fastens my restraint cuffs together and turns me back towards him. My arms are restrained behind my back, pulling my shoulderblades towards each other and pushing my chest out, like I am offering him my body. Which, of course, I am.
"You are so fucking hot, baby."
He pulls me to him, kissing me and reaching around to smack my ass. I moan softly into his mouth while pushing my body into his. He turns me on so much. My inner thighs are wet and I can feel my clit throb in anticipation of what is coming next. We've talked about this and every time I think about it, I want it more and more. He slides his hands up to my shoulders and pushes gently, smiling as I sink down to my knees in front of him.
I can't help but bite my lip while I watch him strip out of his clothes. He's wearing that sweater that I love and, holy fuck, does he look good in jeans. I can't look away as I watch him undo his belt and unzip his jeans. Looking up at him from my position on my knees, I wonder if this is what it means to worship someone's body. He's naked in front of me and I find it a little hard to breathe. I want him so bad.
He's so hard and it's all because of me. I love that I turn him on so much. It makes me feel almost powerful. I lean forward and run my tongue up the underside of his cock, smiling when I feel him jerk slightly. He's watching me as I take all of him in my mouth, slowly, loving the way his cock feels. I move my mouth on him faster, using my tongue to tease every inch of him I can, while his hand is in my hair, pushing me farther down on his cock. It's so hot when he does that. It's like he wants to fuck my throat as well as my mouth. I can't get enough of it. I would suck his cock every day if I had the chance. He fucks my mouth quickly, moaning as my tongue swirls around him. I need to catch my breath so I pull my mouth off of him and look up at him, biting my lip. I know it drives him crazy when I do that. I watch him slowly stroke his cock, holding it steady for me to take him in my mouth again. And I do, almost urgently.
I want him to come in my mouth, but not yet. We have so much more to do to each other. He fucks my mouth a little longer before he abruptly stops and pulls me up into a standing position. He reaches up and grabs my braided pigtails, pulling my head back, offering my neck to him. He kisses and licks and bites my neck, making me moan and my knees weak. I'm wearing my new black lingerie that I ordered with him in mind. He loves it and that makes me giddy, like a school girl. Along with the black and red stockings and my black heels, I feel like a goddess. He runs his hands up and down my body, squeezing my breasts, grabbing my hips to pull me against him, before turning me around again. He pushes me towards the couch.
My arms are still restrained behind my back, so I can't do anything to hold myself up. He bends me over the arm of the couch. It's the perfect height for fucking. And he does just that. He spreads my legs and slides his cock slowly into my hot, wet pussy. I stop breathing when I feel him all the way inside me. It's been way too long. He slides out and starts fucking me quickly, grabbing my hands in his and using them to pull me back against him. I can't think of a time when fucking someone has been hotter than this. I want to beg him to fuck me harder, faster, rougher, but I don't want our night to end so early. I'm already close to coming. I can't imagine what it must be like for him. I can't stop myself from moaning and making little noises here and there. I love the way he fucks me. He can tell I'm close and he pulls out.
He turns me around and kisses me again. He pulls my hair harder, rougher, and a gasp escapes my lips. My eyes are closed but I can tell he's smiling. He reaches behind me and unfastens my restraints, but leaves the cuffs on me.
"Bed. Now."
He slaps me on the ass as I make my way to the bedroom. I sit on the edge of the bed, hands behind my back, waiting patiently. Holy fuck, I love sex with this man. He pushes me back on the bed, climbing up between my legs. He watches my face as he teases me with the tip of his cock, smiling as I gasp and my eyes widen when he slides all the way inside me. He says he loves to watch my face when he enters me for the first time. No matter how many times we have sex, that amazing feeling never goes away. I have my arms above my head, but I can't keep them there. I need to touch him, I need to hold onto him. I wrap my hands around his arms and lift my hips to meet his thrusts. It doesn't take me long to get close to coming again. He fucks me harder before stopping, not allowing me to come yet.
Turning me on the bed, he reaches for the restraints. Clipping the cuffs to the straps, he tightens them down so I can't move my wrists but just enough to grab the straps. He moves to my ankles to restrain them, but not before getting a quick lick of my pussy and clit in. First one ankle, another lick, and then the other ankle. He has me spread eagle on the bed but not blindfolded this time. It doesn't matter because I have my eyes closed anyway. I feel his weight shift on the bed and him settle between my legs. Teasing flicks of his tongue turn into licks that make me want to come up off the bed. He slides his fingers deep inside me, curving them upwards just enough to hit my g-spot, and I push against his fingers and his mouth. I love when he goes down on me. It doesn't take long for him to get me close to coming again. The man is so amazing with his mouth and his fingers. I raise my head briefly to look at him going down on me. I don't think I'll ever get tired of that sight. I close my eyes again and I can feel that tension, the tightening of my entire body.
"Can I come baby? Please? Please can I come?" In my mind, I'm begging him. Hoping he'll say yes. I don't think I could stop myself if he told me no. I feel him pausing so briefly that, had I not been paying attention, I would have missed it.
"Yes. You can come."
With those words, the tension increases tenfold and my body tightens to the point that I'm pushing my pussy into his mouth, begging him not to stop. And at that moment, I come. Hard. Harder than I have in a very long time. My back arches and I push against his fingers, still deep inside my pussy, unable to breathe because it feels that damn good. My legs twitch and I feel like I'm going to break into a million pieces. He slows down with his tongue and fingers and I'm trying to slide up the bed, away from him, but I can't. He unhooks my ankle restraints before sliding up the bed towards me, kissing me softly. He unclips my wrist restraints as well, pulling me towards him slightly. I breathe deeply and almost collapse into the bed next to him. Fuck, that was good. Two and a half weeks of waiting and only getting off once in that time span makes things really fucking intense.
We lay there talking, laughing, looking at each other, kissing, touching. We spend time fucking more. Me on top. Him on top. I let him take my ass. He makes me come each time, occasionally making me work for it first. We shower together and then end up in bed again, this time in a slightly different setting. Under the blanket. A first for us. Definitely a first for me with anyone other than my husband. We talk more. Kiss. Hold hands. Touch each other. He keeps me wet. So wet that I feel like I leave a wet spot on the bed constantly. He tells me he's hard again and I smile. I ask him how does he want me. He asks me the same thing. I tell him I want him on top of me. He feels so good sliding into my pussy again. I bring my legs up around his waist, and lift my hips, pulling him in deeper. I dig my nails into his arms as he fucks me hard and fast. We're both close to coming. Watching his face while we fuck is so hot. I've never thought of eye contact as being something erotic but with him, it is.
"Baby..."
He's going to come and I want him to. I lift my hips up a little more and push against him to take him as deep as I can as he comes inside my pussy. So fucking hot. Neither of us make a lot of noise but watching his face is a turn on in itself. He kisses me before laying his head against my chest. I smile as I my hands through his hair and hold him. It's not often we finish like that but I certainly love it when we do. I feel kind of sad knowing he has to leave soon, but at the same time, knowing I'll see him again makes me smile.
He fastens my restraint cuffs together and turns me back towards him. My arms are restrained behind my back, pulling my shoulderblades towards each other and pushing my chest out, like I am offering him my body. Which, of course, I am.
"You are so fucking hot, baby."
He pulls me to him, kissing me and reaching around to smack my ass. I moan softly into his mouth while pushing my body into his. He turns me on so much. My inner thighs are wet and I can feel my clit throb in anticipation of what is coming next. We've talked about this and every time I think about it, I want it more and more. He slides his hands up to my shoulders and pushes gently, smiling as I sink down to my knees in front of him.
I can't help but bite my lip while I watch him strip out of his clothes. He's wearing that sweater that I love and, holy fuck, does he look good in jeans. I can't look away as I watch him undo his belt and unzip his jeans. Looking up at him from my position on my knees, I wonder if this is what it means to worship someone's body. He's naked in front of me and I find it a little hard to breathe. I want him so bad.
He's so hard and it's all because of me. I love that I turn him on so much. It makes me feel almost powerful. I lean forward and run my tongue up the underside of his cock, smiling when I feel him jerk slightly. He's watching me as I take all of him in my mouth, slowly, loving the way his cock feels. I move my mouth on him faster, using my tongue to tease every inch of him I can, while his hand is in my hair, pushing me farther down on his cock. It's so hot when he does that. It's like he wants to fuck my throat as well as my mouth. I can't get enough of it. I would suck his cock every day if I had the chance. He fucks my mouth quickly, moaning as my tongue swirls around him. I need to catch my breath so I pull my mouth off of him and look up at him, biting my lip. I know it drives him crazy when I do that. I watch him slowly stroke his cock, holding it steady for me to take him in my mouth again. And I do, almost urgently.
I want him to come in my mouth, but not yet. We have so much more to do to each other. He fucks my mouth a little longer before he abruptly stops and pulls me up into a standing position. He reaches up and grabs my braided pigtails, pulling my head back, offering my neck to him. He kisses and licks and bites my neck, making me moan and my knees weak. I'm wearing my new black lingerie that I ordered with him in mind. He loves it and that makes me giddy, like a school girl. Along with the black and red stockings and my black heels, I feel like a goddess. He runs his hands up and down my body, squeezing my breasts, grabbing my hips to pull me against him, before turning me around again. He pushes me towards the couch.
My arms are still restrained behind my back, so I can't do anything to hold myself up. He bends me over the arm of the couch. It's the perfect height for fucking. And he does just that. He spreads my legs and slides his cock slowly into my hot, wet pussy. I stop breathing when I feel him all the way inside me. It's been way too long. He slides out and starts fucking me quickly, grabbing my hands in his and using them to pull me back against him. I can't think of a time when fucking someone has been hotter than this. I want to beg him to fuck me harder, faster, rougher, but I don't want our night to end so early. I'm already close to coming. I can't imagine what it must be like for him. I can't stop myself from moaning and making little noises here and there. I love the way he fucks me. He can tell I'm close and he pulls out.
He turns me around and kisses me again. He pulls my hair harder, rougher, and a gasp escapes my lips. My eyes are closed but I can tell he's smiling. He reaches behind me and unfastens my restraints, but leaves the cuffs on me.
"Bed. Now."
He slaps me on the ass as I make my way to the bedroom. I sit on the edge of the bed, hands behind my back, waiting patiently. Holy fuck, I love sex with this man. He pushes me back on the bed, climbing up between my legs. He watches my face as he teases me with the tip of his cock, smiling as I gasp and my eyes widen when he slides all the way inside me. He says he loves to watch my face when he enters me for the first time. No matter how many times we have sex, that amazing feeling never goes away. I have my arms above my head, but I can't keep them there. I need to touch him, I need to hold onto him. I wrap my hands around his arms and lift my hips to meet his thrusts. It doesn't take me long to get close to coming again. He fucks me harder before stopping, not allowing me to come yet.
Turning me on the bed, he reaches for the restraints. Clipping the cuffs to the straps, he tightens them down so I can't move my wrists but just enough to grab the straps. He moves to my ankles to restrain them, but not before getting a quick lick of my pussy and clit in. First one ankle, another lick, and then the other ankle. He has me spread eagle on the bed but not blindfolded this time. It doesn't matter because I have my eyes closed anyway. I feel his weight shift on the bed and him settle between my legs. Teasing flicks of his tongue turn into licks that make me want to come up off the bed. He slides his fingers deep inside me, curving them upwards just enough to hit my g-spot, and I push against his fingers and his mouth. I love when he goes down on me. It doesn't take long for him to get me close to coming again. The man is so amazing with his mouth and his fingers. I raise my head briefly to look at him going down on me. I don't think I'll ever get tired of that sight. I close my eyes again and I can feel that tension, the tightening of my entire body.
"Can I come baby? Please? Please can I come?" In my mind, I'm begging him. Hoping he'll say yes. I don't think I could stop myself if he told me no. I feel him pausing so briefly that, had I not been paying attention, I would have missed it.
"Yes. You can come."
With those words, the tension increases tenfold and my body tightens to the point that I'm pushing my pussy into his mouth, begging him not to stop. And at that moment, I come. Hard. Harder than I have in a very long time. My back arches and I push against his fingers, still deep inside my pussy, unable to breathe because it feels that damn good. My legs twitch and I feel like I'm going to break into a million pieces. He slows down with his tongue and fingers and I'm trying to slide up the bed, away from him, but I can't. He unhooks my ankle restraints before sliding up the bed towards me, kissing me softly. He unclips my wrist restraints as well, pulling me towards him slightly. I breathe deeply and almost collapse into the bed next to him. Fuck, that was good. Two and a half weeks of waiting and only getting off once in that time span makes things really fucking intense.
We lay there talking, laughing, looking at each other, kissing, touching. We spend time fucking more. Me on top. Him on top. I let him take my ass. He makes me come each time, occasionally making me work for it first. We shower together and then end up in bed again, this time in a slightly different setting. Under the blanket. A first for us. Definitely a first for me with anyone other than my husband. We talk more. Kiss. Hold hands. Touch each other. He keeps me wet. So wet that I feel like I leave a wet spot on the bed constantly. He tells me he's hard again and I smile. I ask him how does he want me. He asks me the same thing. I tell him I want him on top of me. He feels so good sliding into my pussy again. I bring my legs up around his waist, and lift my hips, pulling him in deeper. I dig my nails into his arms as he fucks me hard and fast. We're both close to coming. Watching his face while we fuck is so hot. I've never thought of eye contact as being something erotic but with him, it is.
"Baby..."
He's going to come and I want him to. I lift my hips up a little more and push against him to take him as deep as I can as he comes inside my pussy. So fucking hot. Neither of us make a lot of noise but watching his face is a turn on in itself. He kisses me before laying his head against my chest. I smile as I my hands through his hair and hold him. It's not often we finish like that but I certainly love it when we do. I feel kind of sad knowing he has to leave soon, but at the same time, knowing I'll see him again makes me smile.
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strider57:
EVEN BETTER!! Just saying, you have a real talent for writing!! BTW, I'm printing this out and bringing it home to my GF, and I'm sure you know why!! 
shamrockinhottie:
Hahahaha, awesome. 