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surprise and ecstasy
Were you surprised? I know you wanted me. We'd been having a nice quiet evening, until you decided that you wanted to show me some of the pictures you'd found over the years. I have to admit that it's nice to have a female companion that enjoys looking at erotic photography as much as I do.
But something was different for you that night, wasn't it? Somehow, looking at the pictures felt different for you. Was it because you wondered about how it was affecting me? Was it because I kept critiquing the bondage techniques shown in the pictures? Were you turned on by the sight of helpless women, like I was? Or were you suddenly imagining yourself as the subject of the picture?
I bet that was it. You were looking at those pictures, and imagining me doing those things to you, weren't you? You imagined yourself tied up, helpless, and teased by me, and it turned you on. I could feel you getting excited, as I sat next to you at your computer. Every time I pointed out something in a picture, you looked at it, and your breathing would change. You bit your lip as I pointed to the expresson on a model's face, and told you that she was enjoying herself. You moved your shoulders as I noted how tightly another model's elbows were pulled together.
And when I finally felt you were ready, I started questioning you.
"Are you turned on, angel?", I asked.
"Yes", came the shy answer.
"Do you want to be touched by me, angel?"
"Yes sir, I do", you replied, in a small voice.
"Do you want to be tied up like that, angel?"
A pause, and then you looked down at your lap and replied "Yes sir"
"Say please, angel"
You looked up at me, and I could see you struggle to say the words. Why I have this effect on you, I don't know, but I think it's adorable. Finally, you whispered your reply, "Please tie me up, sir".
I took you into the bedroom, and had you strip your clothes off. You weren't wearing much, of course, as we'd been playing earlier in the evening. But we didn't want to shock the neighbours too much, so you had a black top and short skirt on, and nothing else. I kissed you gently, and whispered in your ear.
"Take your clothes off, angel"
Your hands trembled as you pulled your top up over your head. I don't think you noticed, though. You quickly undid your skirt, and dropped it to the floor and looked at me for more instructions.
Oh, angel, do you know how beautiful you were in that moment? You looked at me with complete trust in your eyes. You were hungry for my touch, and eager for my direction. You were ready to do whatever I wanted of you, and at that moment, the hunger roared inside of me.
I hooked my fingers through the ring on your collar, and pulled you to me. I kissed you deeply, thrusting my tongue into your mouth, taking possession of it, and then pulled away. I put my mouth next to your ear, and growled to you.
"Get on the bed, and lay on your back."
Was that a hint of surprise on your face? Or was it just eagerness? You nervously got up on the bed, and laid back as I'd told you to do. You lay back with your arm across your belly, and your legs pressed tightly together. I turned away from you, and retrieved the bag containing my toys.
Your eyes widened, and your breathing quickened as I pulled the lengths of rope from the toy bag. It's a soft cotton rope that I purchased at a dollar store. Really, it's a bit thinner than I'd like to use, but, being cotton, it's wonderfully soft, and easy on your skin. As much as I like the look of ropemarks on your wrists and elbows, they can cause inconvenient questions from vanilla aquaintences and friends, and I didn't like to embarass you unnecessarily. Especially when I'm not there to watch your reaction.
I doubled up the rope, and reached for your ankle. You shivered a little as I pulled your foot off the bed, and wrapped the rope around it. You moaned a little as I wrapped the end of the rope around the bedpost. You shifted position as I pulled the rope taut, and tied it off. When I pulled the second rope out of the bag, and wrapped it around your other ankle, your eyes lit up.
You were enjoying yourself, weren't you angel? You knew that I was going to tie you helpless on the bed, and you were getting excited by the idea. My heart started to beat faster, as I tied your other ankle off to the bedpost. I reached down, and ran my hand up your thigh, revelling in the knowledge that you couldn't do anything about it. Eagerly, I climbed up on the bed, and moved my body over yours. I kissed your mouth, and your arms went around my shoulders.
I could feel your excitement as I ground my hips against your helpless ones. You held me tighter as you felt the coarseness of my jeans press against you pussy. You pushed your mound against my cock, and mewed in disappointment as I moved down your body, putting my groin out of you reach.
When my mouth found your nipple, you gasped, and I smiled to myself. You were so excited, angel, and I had plans for you. Plans that you weren't expecting. I smiled to myself as I licked and suckled your breasts, and then I moved further down your body.
I kissed your belly, and you moaned. I kissed your thigh, and you gasped. I kissed your pussy, and you shuddered. And as I settled in to work on your pussy, I could hear the reaction sweep over you. You're always uncomfortable when a man does that, aren't you angel? You like your cunnilingus in small doses, followed by the gratifying fullness of intercourse. But that's not what you were getting tonight.
I licked, and sucked, and probed you pussy with my tongue for a little while, then stood up. What was it in my eyes that tipped you off, angel? Was it the smile on my face, as I came around the bed? Was it the rope in my hands, as I reached for your wrist? Or was it my chuckle as I pulled your wrist towards the bedpost? It was most gratifying to feel you start to struggle as I wrapped the end of the rope around the bedpost.
When you looked at me and said "You wouldn't, would you?" I merely chuckled. I paused to let your situation sink in. I could see nervousness battle with lust, and nervousness won out.
"I don't think so," you said, with a smile, and hid your hand behind your back. Naughty girl, you know I love it when you struggle. With both feet and one hand already bound, there wasn't much that you could do to stop me, was there? You flailed your hand away from my grasp. When you tired of that, you tried to tuck it back under your body. But I wasn't playing fair. Seizing both your nipples, I started to pinch and roll them between my fingers.
Your eyes glazed over, and your body relaxed as the sensation washed over you. Your nipples are so sensitive, angel. As you were distracted, I quickly grabbed your other wrist and started to wrap the rope around it. You realized what was happening, but too late to save yourself. I quickly had you spread eagled on the bed, totally at my mercy. What a lovely sight you made, angel.
I quickly walked around the bed again, and settled myself between your thighs. With my fingers, I spread your pussy lips so that I could see my quarry. Already hard, I could see just the tip of your clitoris peeking out from your pussy. I moved my head forward, and gently pursed my lips. Gently, I sucked on your clitoris, and I could feel your reaction. I chuckled to myself when you moaned and tried to wriggle away from my tongue.
Quickly, I adjusted my position so that my arms were holding your hips in place. I started licking in earnest now, licking from your pussy,up over your clitoris, and back again. I could smell your excitement, and soon I could taste it as well. Your hips were starting to rock back and forth in my grasp, and you weren't trying to escape any more.
Soon, I started to run the tip of my tongue around your clitoris, doing clockwise circles. I knew that this was a favourite technique of yours when I used my hand, and I wanted to know if you'd have the same reaction when I used my tongue. I felt a shock go through you when you realized what I was doing.
"No, don't..." you started to say. But I switched to doing quick counter- clockwise circles, and the protest died before you could complete it. It was time to make sure you understood your position.
I stopped licking you, and raised my head a little bit. I looked at your face, and saw the arousal in your eyes.
"Don't what, angel?" I asked, reaching forward to suck on your thigh. You wriggled a little, and I looked at you again. "What is it you don't want me to do, angel? Don't lick you? Don't hold you?" My tongue darted forward before you could collect yourself enough to respond, and soon you began to moan.
"Oh God, Oh yeah" you moaned, over and over again. I alternated licking circles around your clit with slow probing licks of your pussy. Soon, your moans consisted of more "Oh God"s than "Oh yeah"'s. I slowed, and you moaned, thrusting your hips at my head. I used just the tip of my tongue to probe your clit, and you froze, concentrating on what I was doing.
I seriously considered stopping at that point. You know how i love to tease you. You know how I love to hear you beg. But I decided to see how big an orgasm you could have from my tongue. If I did everything right, then you'd be eager for me to do this to you again. It would be one more thing that I'd be right about with you. So, I returned to the task at hand, so to speak.
I began circling your clit with my tongue again. Periodically, I'd put my lips on it, and suck gently, before putting my tongue back to work. Soon, you were moaning incoherently, just a long wail of sound coming from you. I kept to my task until I felt the first shudder. At that point, I pushed a finger into your pussy, and began flicking my tongue back and forth across your clit. You went rigid, and continued wailing, but at a higher pitch. I wriggled my finger around inside you, looking for the G spot, and kept focussed on your clit. The shudders began again, and soon you went rigid, crying out to me.
I kept licking, and kept fingering you, until you cried out for me to stop. At that point, I pulled my finger from within you, but kept licking your clit until I saw the orgasm begin to fade. I stopped licking, and soon, I had untied your feet. As I came around the bed, I could see that your eyes were glazed and unfocussed. You didn't help as I untied your hands, and you were limp as I rolled you onto your side, and put my arm around you. It was 5 minutes or so before you spoke. In that time, I held you, I stroked you hair, and I told you how pleased I was with you.
And when you came to yourself again, you looked at me and I had to smile when you said "That NEVER happens to me.". I love a challenge, and I'm looking forward to next time angel. Next time, I won't stop at one orgasm.
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