waddleman1
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At the moment I'm unfortunately several thousand miles from my lady friend, so I wrote her this recently to help her out. She seemed to like it and I didn't use any names, so she said it was fine if I wanted to toss it up on here. I think it might still have some typos that I missed, so if you care enough just tell me. Anyway, here's the story.
As the blindfold falls slowly down over your eyes your heart pounds heavy beats against your chest. Being tied up like this had crossed your mind before, arms up behind you and your legs spread each facing a corner of the bed. Still, as your vision fades into darkness you begin to regret ever letting him do this, you're too exposed, too vulnerable, the feeling is unshakeable. You pull down from above you, and though the thin linen scarves hold you gently they also hold fast. A few short tugs from your legs reveals more of the same, while you are held comfortably, you are held none the less.
“Looks like you're not going anywhere tonight,” The sudden arrival of his soft voice in your ear sends your skin pricking down to your toes with goosebumps. You know he won't hurt you, but the apprehension building up inside you threatens to overwhelm you. You almost wish he would just hurry up and...
“Oh...” A soft moan escapes your lips as his lips move slowly down the side of your neck, placing gentle kisses that sprawl out onto your shoulders. Just like that your worry melts away replaced by a strange sort of fearful excitement. His kisses move back up, and your lips are met with passionate kisses as he lets his body press into yours. The feel of his skin on yours is intoxicating along with his hands running through your hair and along your trapped arms.
A smile floods across your lips as he pulls himself back, keeping his hands running gently along your arms, just lightly enough to rouse a small ticklish sensation each time as he nears your shoulders. A few light giggles escape your lips as his hands caress your smooth arms, but the feeling is hardly uncomfortable.
He slowly moves his hands away, pulling himself back and blinded as you are, thousands of possibilities leap suddenly into your mind as to where he may have gone. You hear him walking to the end table, a quiet snap or a click from something plastic, but these are hardly clues.
You can tell he's drawing this out, and while it only takes a couple minutes before he returns to the bed, it feels like hours as the anticipation builds. Your curiosity is satisfied as you feel his hands along the base of your neck, complete with plenty of warmed massage oil. You let out a long sigh and smile as he spreads it all along your chest, over your shoulders, and down along your sides.
As he slowly and almost teasingly massages the oil along your torso he takes special care to only graze your now wanting breasts. Each long breath makes them heave up and down, and you can almost feel his eyes fixed on your bountiful chest. As you lightly arch your back and sigh once again, a smile crosses your face as you feel his hands finally reach up to gently squeeze you. Even tied up like this he can't help himself around you.
Light moans spring from you as he takes extra care to massage in every drop of oil he can into your succulent breasts. Your nipples quickly stiffen, drawing the attention of his friendly hands almost instantly. Alternating between squeezing with a nipple between the fingers of each hand, lightly massaging, and the occasional tweaking of each rigid bud keeps your arousal slowly building, and after just a minute or two you are arching your back upward, subtly grinding toward him, hoping for even more attention on your tender body.
Eventually he manages to pull himself away from your inviting chest, his hands ever so slowly moving downward, and before you know it his hands begin to move up and down your creamy thighs. He leans his head forward as he continues his soft teasing touches along your lower half.
“Enjoying yourself?” he whispers teasingly in your ear, drawing out each syllable like honey dripping from a spoon.
“Yes,” you say back, the want and need so clear in your voice even you can hear it.
“Do you know what time it is now love?” he continues, the combination of his soft caress and steamy breath in your ear driving you even further into the throes of desire. Before you can concentrate enough to answer he speaks again. “This is the part where I draw out every touch, teasing you for so long that you think you might explode with desire, and then I'll just keep teasing.”
“Noooo,” you respond poutingly, not sure if you truly don't want the teases, or if you're trying to bait him into it further.
“Yesssss, and all tied up like this you won't be able to touch me to end your waiting. I'll tease and titillate you for an eternity and I won't stop until you're finally convinced I'm never going to.”
Shivers run down your spine as he moves back downward, his hands inching along tortuously. Slowly up and down your smooth legs his hands go, all along your thighs and then along the crease where the leg meets the hip, up along the top of your mound (while of course making sure to come as close as humanly possible to your lips without touching you're sure), and back along the same path down the other leg. Occasionally he slips his hand beneath you cupping and squeezing each cheek generously, drawing increasingly loud gasps each time.
For hours it seems to drag on, whenever you begin to think his resolve has finally broken another lazy path is caressed across every nerve along your lower half save the ones you desire most of all. Once he begins gently grazing your lips with each pass at first you are overjoyed, but this is quickly overcome by frustration as his hand neglects to do anything more but graze each time. The feeling is maddening, each time it feels wonderful, and each time it leaves you wanting more and more without ever receiving it.
In frustration you tug hopelessly at your bonds and arch up your hips as he passes, hoping to draw even a bit more friction on your now hopelessly aroused pussy. You so badly need his touch, need him to fill you and relieve the ever building pressure, but you only serve to heighten your own arousal, keenly aware that tied up like this you are utterly helpless to his teasing. The feeling is utterly maddening, even more so as it serves to build your desire even further.
Then in a flurry of motion, he brings himself down between your legs and after a short moment of waiting he enters you slowly, letting you feel every inch of him as he fills you up so completely. A loud moan seems to come from both of you as he pulls and pumps, keeping his rhythm at a crawl, drawing out each thrust. The feeling is incredible, every nerve in your wanting pussy is set on fire as he methodically moves in and out ever so slowly.
Leaning forward he kisses you, tongues wrapping around each other as he continues his tantalizing pace below. One hand reaches instinctively to your breasts, while the other pulls up the blindfold before heading southward. Automatically you attempt to wrap your arms and legs around his strong frame, but your bonds still hold you tightly. The feeling of them turns you on more than ever, you are his completely and utterly.
His pace begins to quicken subtly, and after a few minutes the bed is rocking and creaking with the effort of holding the two of you. His thumb moves inside you, moving up and massaging circles around your clit, eliciting screams of primal pleasure from you. Your back arches mightily, and you moan loudly as wave upon wave of pleasure blasts through your entire being. You can hear his own moaning growing louder, and as the two of you build closer you can feel him moving in and out ever more quickly.
In a moment, the two of your scream out your pleasure, both releasing in the same moment as the pressure finally becomes to much to ever hold back. He eases himself back and forth a few more times before then bringing himself out with his own exhausted and glowing smile meeting yours. A wicked grin crosses his lips the moment after however, and you start with surprise as he quickly moves his head downward, a pair of fingers spreading your lips. His tongue flicks across your open pussy, even more sensitive from the recent orgasm, and you let out a surprised gasp.
This is going to be a VERY good night...
As the blindfold falls slowly down over your eyes your heart pounds heavy beats against your chest. Being tied up like this had crossed your mind before, arms up behind you and your legs spread each facing a corner of the bed. Still, as your vision fades into darkness you begin to regret ever letting him do this, you're too exposed, too vulnerable, the feeling is unshakeable. You pull down from above you, and though the thin linen scarves hold you gently they also hold fast. A few short tugs from your legs reveals more of the same, while you are held comfortably, you are held none the less.
“Looks like you're not going anywhere tonight,” The sudden arrival of his soft voice in your ear sends your skin pricking down to your toes with goosebumps. You know he won't hurt you, but the apprehension building up inside you threatens to overwhelm you. You almost wish he would just hurry up and...
“Oh...” A soft moan escapes your lips as his lips move slowly down the side of your neck, placing gentle kisses that sprawl out onto your shoulders. Just like that your worry melts away replaced by a strange sort of fearful excitement. His kisses move back up, and your lips are met with passionate kisses as he lets his body press into yours. The feel of his skin on yours is intoxicating along with his hands running through your hair and along your trapped arms.
A smile floods across your lips as he pulls himself back, keeping his hands running gently along your arms, just lightly enough to rouse a small ticklish sensation each time as he nears your shoulders. A few light giggles escape your lips as his hands caress your smooth arms, but the feeling is hardly uncomfortable.
He slowly moves his hands away, pulling himself back and blinded as you are, thousands of possibilities leap suddenly into your mind as to where he may have gone. You hear him walking to the end table, a quiet snap or a click from something plastic, but these are hardly clues.
You can tell he's drawing this out, and while it only takes a couple minutes before he returns to the bed, it feels like hours as the anticipation builds. Your curiosity is satisfied as you feel his hands along the base of your neck, complete with plenty of warmed massage oil. You let out a long sigh and smile as he spreads it all along your chest, over your shoulders, and down along your sides.
As he slowly and almost teasingly massages the oil along your torso he takes special care to only graze your now wanting breasts. Each long breath makes them heave up and down, and you can almost feel his eyes fixed on your bountiful chest. As you lightly arch your back and sigh once again, a smile crosses your face as you feel his hands finally reach up to gently squeeze you. Even tied up like this he can't help himself around you.
Light moans spring from you as he takes extra care to massage in every drop of oil he can into your succulent breasts. Your nipples quickly stiffen, drawing the attention of his friendly hands almost instantly. Alternating between squeezing with a nipple between the fingers of each hand, lightly massaging, and the occasional tweaking of each rigid bud keeps your arousal slowly building, and after just a minute or two you are arching your back upward, subtly grinding toward him, hoping for even more attention on your tender body.
Eventually he manages to pull himself away from your inviting chest, his hands ever so slowly moving downward, and before you know it his hands begin to move up and down your creamy thighs. He leans his head forward as he continues his soft teasing touches along your lower half.
“Enjoying yourself?” he whispers teasingly in your ear, drawing out each syllable like honey dripping from a spoon.
“Yes,” you say back, the want and need so clear in your voice even you can hear it.
“Do you know what time it is now love?” he continues, the combination of his soft caress and steamy breath in your ear driving you even further into the throes of desire. Before you can concentrate enough to answer he speaks again. “This is the part where I draw out every touch, teasing you for so long that you think you might explode with desire, and then I'll just keep teasing.”
“Noooo,” you respond poutingly, not sure if you truly don't want the teases, or if you're trying to bait him into it further.
“Yesssss, and all tied up like this you won't be able to touch me to end your waiting. I'll tease and titillate you for an eternity and I won't stop until you're finally convinced I'm never going to.”
Shivers run down your spine as he moves back downward, his hands inching along tortuously. Slowly up and down your smooth legs his hands go, all along your thighs and then along the crease where the leg meets the hip, up along the top of your mound (while of course making sure to come as close as humanly possible to your lips without touching you're sure), and back along the same path down the other leg. Occasionally he slips his hand beneath you cupping and squeezing each cheek generously, drawing increasingly loud gasps each time.
For hours it seems to drag on, whenever you begin to think his resolve has finally broken another lazy path is caressed across every nerve along your lower half save the ones you desire most of all. Once he begins gently grazing your lips with each pass at first you are overjoyed, but this is quickly overcome by frustration as his hand neglects to do anything more but graze each time. The feeling is maddening, each time it feels wonderful, and each time it leaves you wanting more and more without ever receiving it.
In frustration you tug hopelessly at your bonds and arch up your hips as he passes, hoping to draw even a bit more friction on your now hopelessly aroused pussy. You so badly need his touch, need him to fill you and relieve the ever building pressure, but you only serve to heighten your own arousal, keenly aware that tied up like this you are utterly helpless to his teasing. The feeling is utterly maddening, even more so as it serves to build your desire even further.
Then in a flurry of motion, he brings himself down between your legs and after a short moment of waiting he enters you slowly, letting you feel every inch of him as he fills you up so completely. A loud moan seems to come from both of you as he pulls and pumps, keeping his rhythm at a crawl, drawing out each thrust. The feeling is incredible, every nerve in your wanting pussy is set on fire as he methodically moves in and out ever so slowly.
Leaning forward he kisses you, tongues wrapping around each other as he continues his tantalizing pace below. One hand reaches instinctively to your breasts, while the other pulls up the blindfold before heading southward. Automatically you attempt to wrap your arms and legs around his strong frame, but your bonds still hold you tightly. The feeling of them turns you on more than ever, you are his completely and utterly.
His pace begins to quicken subtly, and after a few minutes the bed is rocking and creaking with the effort of holding the two of you. His thumb moves inside you, moving up and massaging circles around your clit, eliciting screams of primal pleasure from you. Your back arches mightily, and you moan loudly as wave upon wave of pleasure blasts through your entire being. You can hear his own moaning growing louder, and as the two of you build closer you can feel him moving in and out ever more quickly.
In a moment, the two of your scream out your pleasure, both releasing in the same moment as the pressure finally becomes to much to ever hold back. He eases himself back and forth a few more times before then bringing himself out with his own exhausted and glowing smile meeting yours. A wicked grin crosses his lips the moment after however, and you start with surprise as he quickly moves his head downward, a pair of fingers spreading your lips. His tongue flicks across your open pussy, even more sensitive from the recent orgasm, and you let out a surprised gasp.
This is going to be a VERY good night...
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