[MF] [bd] A Rough Night: she gets some rough handling

I sat on the edge of the bed, biting my nail and ruining the smooth polish I had applied earlier. The red of the digital clock illuminated the dark room and my lashes fluttered as the clock display switched to 10:39. On February 14th at 10:39, I finally admitted to myself that I would spend the entire day alone.

I should just go to bed.

I sighed.

I thought of the last time we had been together as I pulled open the drawer to the nightstand. I thought of how he had slowly stripped my clothes off, how his hands had felt on my body, and how he had fucked my brains out on this very bed.

My hand clamored around in the drawer because I had hid my vibrator on the bottom. I had been determined to wait for him, but now I was giving up. I pulled out a few naughty items I had collected over the years and set them on the bed next to me. My fingers hit the hard wood of the bottom of the drawer and I cursed at myself in the dark, scrounging around for my damn vibrator.

A door clicked and light flooded the room. I gasped and my cheeks flushed with guilt as I turned around, trying to hide the vibrator from view.

The crisp white of his uniform was in stark contrast to his dark skin, but it was the heat in his eyes as he smiled at me that made me swallow hard as the vibrator slipped from my hand to the floor. “You made it.”

It took his long legs only two strides to walk to the bed. He leaned forward so he could reach over and touch the side of my face. I nuzzled my cheek into his palm and he threaded his fingers through my hair.

“I’m very glad I made it. I almost thought I was going to miss seeing you on Valentine’s Day.”

I licked my lips, unsure of what to say back. I had waited all day for him, worried that he wouldn’t show up. Just a few minutes ago, I had decided to give up on waiting, but now here he was.

He picked up a couple of things from the pile of toys I had dumped on the bed. He moved aside a deck of cards with dirty foreplay ideas and picked up a piece of silky rope.

He smirked over at me, “Have you ever used this?”

“N-no. I have just acquired things. You know, curiosity, girl parties. . . “

He raised an eyebrow at me, “Girl parties?”

I nodded, “Yeah. It’s where a bunch of women get together, drink wine, and listen to a lady try to sell sex toys.”

His eyebrow remained quirked so I wasn’t sure if my explanation had cleared anything up for him. Instead of responding, he unraveled the rope and smiled, “I guess I could try some sailor’s knots on you.”

I met his eyes, trying to gauge the seriousness of his proposal. His gaze didn’t waver from mine while he patiently waited for my response.

After a quiet moment, he set down the rope and shrugged. “Okay. I’m just kidding.”

A small part of me was disappointed. I hadn’t pictured him ever asking about anything as kinky as bondage but now that he had, I was curious. Why hadn’t I just said something?

It was him. He was overwhelming. I hadn’t seen him in so long but now he was here and his eyes were filled with lust as he looked over my silken lingerie dress. I wanted him so bad I was tongue tied.

The back of his big hand trailed over my breast. My nipples were hard and stood out against the soft fabric, almost as if they were straining to be touched by him.

He pulled me fully up onto the bed and on my back. Kneeling over me, his head dropped and his warm lips overtook mine. He trailed warm kisses down my neck and pulled down the straps of my dress.

He placed a careful kiss over one nipple and I could feel the warmth of his tongue playing with the tip. Then his tongue slid away and the sharpness of his teeth nipped around me. The switch from soft sucking to warm biting sent sensual shivers up my spine and I arched up against him, pulling his head to my breast.

He switched to the other side and I moaned as, again, his teeth tantalized my nipple. He was exciting my body and making me crave more of him.

Suddenly, his mouth left my breast and his warm body moved off mine. He came back abruptly with the rope and his large body loomed powerfully over me. He dipped his head and brushed his lips over mine, then grasped my hands and held them above my head. He tied the rope around my wrists, pulling them tight and then he attached the rope to the bedframe.

I pulled against the constraint and asked him, “Do you know what you’re doing?”

He brushed his lips over mine again and said, “Yes. Do you trust me?”

I nodded. Of course I trusted him.

He pulled the rest of my dress down my body, the silky fabric running over my skin as he pulled it off and tossed it aside. He moved over my breasts again, teasing and nibbling on them while his fingers moved up the inside of my thigh. Slowly, his thumb traveled up and over the lips of my pussy to stop at my clit and apply soft pressure. He then trailed his finger back up and down and around my pussy. Leaning over me, his gaze met mine as he slipped in a finger.

The pressure of his finger inside only heightened the craving I had for him. I moaned and arched up against his hand, pulling my hands against the rope. He lowered his hot mouth to my lips and while our tongues tangled together, he slipped in another finger. His first finger was gentle, but with the second finger, his movements grew harder.

He tore his lips from mine and moved over my breasts and down my stomach with his hot, wet kisses. His mouth covered me and his tongue slipped over my pussy, teasing me with what he was about to do. With his fingers inside, he moved his mouth up over my clit, instantly sending sparks of desire throughout my body. His fingers fucked me and his mouth had me gasping and moaning.

I wanted to reach down and touch him or grip the sheets, but my hands were bound. Since he had been the one to tie me, I felt as if the constraints were a sign of his power over me. Even though he had control over me and my body, he was giving his full attention to my physical desires. He was driving me wild.

I barely realized it was happening until my legs shook and I cried out while lifting my hips up and shoving them against him. My orgasm took me by surprise and rippled through me while he finger fucked me and teased my clit.

I licked my lips and moaned my disappointment when he stopped and untied the rope from the bedframe.

I started to protest, “Wait, I like-”

He cut me off by grabbing a fistful of my hair, pulling, and giving a command, “Roll over onto your stomach.”

His sudden change in demeanor startled me. It wasn’t just that I was imagining him in control, now he actually was. His forcefulness and the power he exuded sent a shiver of anticipation to pool down in my midsection.

With my hair still in his hands, I rolled over, then held perfectly still while he piled the pillows under my waist. He re-tied my hands behind my back. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I imagined him making inescapable navy knots around my ankles. My wrists and ankles were bound, my legs spread, and my ass was up in the air with a pile of pillows holding me up.

He tenderly ran his hand up the back of my thigh and over one ass cheek, caressing my skin. He spanked my bottom, a loud smack resonating through the room. Everything was silent until he did it again, the second hard smack causing me to pull against my restraints and cry out. Even though it stung, I was completely turned on. The physical sting united with my desire for him, making me writhe against the bonds and want more of him.

I wanted to give in to his control. I wanted him to take me. I wanted him to fuck me.

He leaned over me and grabbed my hair, stuffing two fingers into my mouth and saying, “I’ll have you moaning like a dirty girl in no time.”

He tugged on my hair, pulling my head back. Another smack echoed around the room, then another. He kept at it, switching ass cheeks, until I knew my skin had brightened from the harsh attention.

As I lie naked on the bed, my ass up in the air and the skin tingling, he stopped to take off his clothes. His warm skin brushed over my body as he crawled onto the bed and over me.

The rough skin of his fingers trailed up my side and he held my breast in his hand while he kissed the back of my shoulder. His hand moved up from my breast to my hair where he combed his fingers gently through my hair and I heard him inhale the scent of my shampoo.

He felt along my pussy and slicked my juices over my lips. I was so ready for him. I was trying to push my ass up higher in the air from my knees but stopped when he pulled my head back by my hair. He forced my head up off the mattress, craning my neck up and back at an almost too-painful angle. Then he pushed my head back down into the mattress and for a moment I couldn’t breathe. He let go of my hair and I finally felt the smooth of his dick slide into my slick pussy. His large cock pushed inside me and I felt my body greedily take in every inch of him. He was so deep it almost hurt.

I was unable to move from the restraints. My head was turned to the side and he pushed it into the mattress. Every sensation and everything that touched my body heightened my arousal. He was in control and I wanted to be fucked by him. I wanted to cum so hard that my body shook and the neighbors heard my cries.

He thrust in and out while I moaned against the sheets, his huge dick filling me and fucking me senseless.

His large body covered mine and his dick nestled inside me while he paused to snake his arm around my neck. Suddenly, he left me and I felt the bonds around my ankles loosen. He spun me around on the bed, my bound hands digging into my back. He climbed back on top of me and entered again, hard. With his long dick fucking back and forth, his hand reached around my throat and clamped around the sides.

I gagged and choked, growing dazed and lightheaded. I had been focused on my hands, but as reality turned hazy, my body focused on him; his rough hands around my neck, his skin against mine, and his cock shoving wildly in and out of me. He let go of my neck and I gasped for air.

He smacked my face, sending a sharp prick across my cheek. I wanted his large body all around me, taking me. He leaned forward and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and forcing my back to arch. In my ear, he said, “I want you to cum for me. You’re fucking mine and I want you to cum for me.”

He couldn’t know how close I was. His body ravaged mine and the light pain of the rough handling was teasing my body with strange sensations. Every prick of pain sent a spark of desire through me. I was his to control and spank and choke. His hand grasped around my tit and he squeezed. I arched my back against him as he pinched my nipple and sent his cock pounding deep into me.

He left me and reached over the bed, picking up my vibrator. With a soft click, it buzzed on. He pushed his cock back inside me and held the vibrator against my clit. Underneath me, my wrists twisted against the rope and I gasped and moaned, writhing over the sheet. I wanted to reach out and touch him or press the vibrator harder against me. I wanted to rub my own breasts or dig my nails into him, but I couldn’t. I was helpless and could only lie and receive the orgasm I was being given.

He clasped his fingers around the sides of my neck again while my orgasm grew fast and hot. As it started in my stomach and traveled through my whole body, I felt almost as if my mind and my orgasm were two separate entities. The orgasm savagely overtook my physical body while he let go of my neck and all the sensations rushed over me at once, harder and heavier than I had ever experienced before.

Dazed, I recovered while he pounded his cock into me. After a minute, he pulled out and grabbed my hair again, dragging me off the bed. I knelt on my knees while he pressed his wet, smooth tip against my lips. I opened and he held the back of my head, forcing his cock deep into my mouth. I knelt while he fucked my face, my lips sliding against his length.

He made a small grunt before pulling out of my mouth and pumping his hand over his cock. I waited with my mouth open and my tongue out. His load shot out and while it dripped down my face, he slipped his dick back into my mouth, making sure I had a good taste of his cum while I sucked his tip clean.

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