We get into my apartment and you kiss me hard, an arm wrapped around my waist, hips pushing me towards my bedroom door. I run my nails down your neck as you stop to unlock the door. Once inside, you close the door behind you and lock it. A nervous shiver runs down my spine.
“Get undressed,” you order, grabbing the toy bag from the closet. I obey, taking off each piece of clothing and shivering in my room as I do so. You look up at me appreciatively every once in a while, letting out a sigh when I take off my bra. Your hand reaches out and grabs one of my nipples and you touch the metal bar carefully, remembering when I got them pierced for you. You pinch down, hard and twist it a little, eliciting a moan from me. A hand glides along my belly, going all the way down to my clit. You rub it gently, rolling it between your fingers. I moan and lean against you.
“It feels sooo good,” I whisper hungrily. “I bet,” you answer, sliding a finger in me, feeling how wet I already am. “It’s been too long,” I say as a naughty smile crosses your lips.
“Has it?” You ask teasingly. “I didn’t notice. Too bad you have a while to wait still.”
The anticipation makes me heart skip a little bit and my clit pounds painfully. You slide your fingers out of me, which are now wet and slippery, and reach back into the toy bag. I wait obediently. Craving an orgasm so bad, I’m willing to be so good. You select a short white rope and begin to tie it around my waist. I know what’s coming next and I can practically burst with excitement. When you reach to pull the crotch rope in place, I can’t help but moan as the rope is pulled between my lips and dangerously rubs my clit. You tie it in place, very tight, and I wiggle my hips to feel the rope bite into me. I love the way it teases my clit and hugs me so tightly. If only it was enough to get me off.
“Lay on the bed” you order and I do, getting on my back like usual. “No”, you say, “lay on our stomach and head towards the foot of the bed.” I wriggle over to the end of the bed, the crotch rope biting me both deliciously and painfully as I move down. Once I am where you want me, you slip a blindfold over my eyes. I heard the sound of bondage tape being unraveled. You bend my legs forward at the knees, making sure to cross my ankles so that it’s harder for me to close my thighs. Using the tape, you begin to wrap my ankles together. My heart is pounding but I am trying so badly not move a muscle. Next, my arms are pulled behind my back and wrists crossed. Again, bound with the tape. Using a short piece of tape, you tie the ankle binding and wrist binding together so I am in a hogtie. I am shifting my hips happily in my bondage. I feel your weight on the bed behind me as you retrieve something but not before stopping and running a finger down my clit and stopping right at my vagina. I can feel how wet I am, and the rope is already soaked. I let out a little sound, enjoying your cool fingers on my already hot clit. You shift off the bed and shove a pillow under my neck so my head is propped up. “Open your mouth” I do, sticking out my tongue too, hoping you’ll give me your cock. Instead, I feel cool silicone fill my mouth as you slide the dick gag into my mouth. You tie it tightly behind my head.
“I’m going to shower. Don’t go anywhere” you order teasingly. I lay on the bed, impatiently waiting for the shower water to run and stop so you can return to me. The rope digs into my flesh and my clit cries in protest. My mouth quickly fills with drool but I have no way to swallow and wait, helpless, for you to return. While you are gone, I try squeezing my thighs together to give me relief. I can make the rope rub again my clit but I can’t make it enough to make me cum. I think about the little vibrator and remember the last orgasm you gave me from that. If only you left me with that tied to the crotch rope. But I matter what I try, I can’t cum in anyway in my position. My body doesn’t seem to get the message and continue to get wetter. I can feel a wet spot growing on the bed as I drip against the rope. My jaw begins to ache after a while and I make sounds into the gag but it muffles them all.
Trapped and without any other choices, I continue to wait. After what feels like forever, I hear the shower water turn off. Another eternity of torture later, my bedroom door opens. I can sense you in the room but cannot place your exact location. I say something into the gag but only a muffled sound comes out. “Do you want the gag off?” You ask. I nod my head yes. With careful fingers, you remove the gag, but not before inserting your fingers into my mouth, holding it open gently. I wait, wondering if you are going to put the gag back in. Instead, I am rewarded with your cock sliding into my mouth. It’s just the tip but I press my lips against it and lick it ravenously. I strain for more of your cock but I can’t reach. As if reading my mind, you grab my shoulders and heave me towards the edge of the bed so my head dangles off and I can reach so much more of your delicious cock. I take the whole thing in and lick the base, getting more excited and more energized as I hear your cries of pleasure. You pull your cock out of my mouth slowly, pulling my hair to make my head go back.
“Hold your mouth open” you order. I do, sticking my tongue out like a good girl. You insert your cock again and this time begin to face fuck me, controlling the movement of my head with my hair. My open mouth makes it so you can hear the sounds your cock makes in my mouth, the rough sounds of it hitting the back of my throat, and you get more excited by this. When you release my head, I suck on my own, circling your dick with my tongue, drooling freely and sloppily, daring you to cum down my throat.
Eventually, you stop me, pulling your cock away from me again. “Gotta save some for you” you whisper. My heart pounds and my clit thumps away. I am so ready for this.
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