Int – 14th Floor – Apartment in a Large City
The sun was just coming up. Last night was a blur. We made it back to the bed, thankfully. My first order of business is to find the bathroom. My head hurts. How much did I drink last night?
As I look around for the door to the room I need most; I can’t help but chuckle a bit at the sight of our clothes that are leading to the front door. A bra here, pants there, panties on the couch arm, sock next to the large planter. Mmmm, last night we could barely keep our hands off one another and all the way to the bed we were stripping our clothes and couldn’t get naked fast enough. She kissed me passionately, my neck, my face, everywhere.
I make it to the bathroom, and while I’m relieving myself, I’m recanting the events of yesterday as far as I can remember.
“What is her name again,” I whisper lightly to myself. “Nadia, Nadine, Nari…” I’m trying to recall what she told me, between drinks and all the dancing where she ground up on me. Last night, she wore this blue dress that was absolutely form-fitting and highlighted every curve and left very little to the imagination. That dress is on the floor in the hallway now.
“Natasha,” I exclaim a bit too loudly when I figure it out. I make a note to check her ID when I get out of the bathroom because she left her purse on the couch.
I flush and reach for her medicine cabinet, which is above her bathroom sink. It doubles as a mirror too. No medications, good. She seems to like Bath and Body Works, which comes back to me when I smell the lotion because it was the same lotion I smelled on her as I was removing her dress and kissing her neck. Actually, her neckline smelled of the conditioner she uses and the lotion she applied before going out. I just like the smell of her… everywhere.
As I move back out into the living room, I stop off in the kitchenette to grab water. It’s a one-bedroom apartment, and not too large at that. You can stand in the kitchen and see the entire apartment, but the view is absolutely beautiful. In the distance, through the balcony and sliding glass doors, I can see palm trees swaying, the sun coming up, the surfers on the beach all waiting for the next wave, and the island starting to come to life.
I hear Natasha stir a bit in the bedroom. My fumbling must have woke her up.
“Good morning,” I take in the view from the doorway. The comforter is on the floor entirely after last night’s antics, but the top sheet is still in place, loosely hanging to one side of her body with her ass and slender legs in perfect view. It was picturesque. A few more minutes and the sun would be kissing her skin from the windows.
She moves her long hair out of her face and looks over to where I’m standing.
“Mmmmmmf. Hey. You promised to tie me up,” she says with a sly smile.
“Oh, I did, huh,” I tease. “I thought it would be too early.”
“It’s never too early to fuck,” she replies.
I locate my belt from the hallway and use it to tie her hands to the headboard. Removing the top sheet, everything is in view now. As she’s on her stomach, ass lightly raised, and lips are already glistening wet, I take both her legs and use her stockings to tie them to the left and right bedposts. She is fully exposed, and can’t move, at least very well. She struggles at first, but can’t free herself. I note the sly smile on her face that she tries to hide in her hair because it’s fallen into her face again.
My hands slide from her smooth legs, over her ass, and up her back, which elicits a sound from her, I hadn’t heard yet, of complete submission and pleasure at the fact.
Nothing is said at this point, only done.
I grab a toy, her go-to vibe, which is located on her nightstand, and I start to use it by turning it on low and teasing the fuck out of her with it. The vibe coasts all over her body, avoiding the areas where she really wants the vibe to go. I tease her like this for what seems hours, but in reality, it is only about 45 minutes. She was already wet, but now I can see the touching, vibrations, and my soft kisses to her back and thighs have caused her to drip literally.
The vibe travels over her labia, to the sides, and down again but not dead center and I avoid her clit entirely, with purpose.
As I’m placing the vibe back on to the nightstand, she tries again to break free but can’t. She’s fixed to the bed. All of this is just preparation for what happens next.
I use a belt from her kimono that I found in the bathroom as a blindfold. She can’t see. She can feel, though.
Her legs are spread far apart thanks to the bedposts, and I place my face just an inch away from her pussy. I inhale her scent and take it all in. I breathe hot breath over her pussy, and I see her tighten her muscles, feel her thighs flex, and the only thing I hear from her is a long low moan into the pillow. I’m pretty sure she said something like, “Oh my fucking god.”
The sun is now kissing her body; it’s beautiful from this angle. Her soft brown skin, illuminated by the sun, and her dripping wet pussy literally a tongue reach away.
As I slide my tongue into her, she jolts forward (as much as she can being restrained), and yells something I can’t understand. A foreign language perhaps, I wasn’t sure.
What was I sure of? She tastes so good. I proceed to tongue fuck this woman for everything I had. My long tongue didn’t leave any part of her region untouched, even inside her for as far as it would go. I even angled her with my hands so that I could get myself more inside her.
We are like that for a long while, and the more I’d lick, the more she’d produce wetness for me to lap.
When I sucked and licked her clit, it was all over. She came hard for what seemed several minutes. While she had several orgasms prior to this one, they were small in comparison. She finally seemed to pass out nearly.
I moved up and admired my handiwork. After a long silence, she finally spoke.
“James. Please fuck me senseless.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ced58z/one_night_stand_mf
Holy hell.