You’re dripping. Wet from the shower you’ve just had. You dry yourself enough so as to not make too much of a mess on the way back to your room. It’s not far so you wrap a towel around you and quickly duck back in. The doors slightly ajar but you pay it no mind as you walk straight in and close it without looking.
Standing just in front of the door you grab the towel from around you and start drying your hair, bending forward and flicking it over to get it all. The doors closed you think, but imagine if someone was standing right behind. They’d see you in all your naked splendour, bent over with a towel hanging off your head. What a sight for them. You stand back up and flick your hair back, now with the towel wrapped and held in place, naked from the forehead down.
You start to think about the stranger you’ve been chatting to lately. It’s been fun, mysterious and dark you have no idea what he even looks like yet you felt so comfortable confiding to him some of your sexual desires. It’s funny how every conversation seems to come back to sex with him… Maybe it’s the mystery of it all. Maybe it’s because it’s been so damn long.
You walk back to the bed and sit, your back leaning on the bedhead and propped up by some pillows. Sitting there you close your eyes and start to think. What if he knew where I lived? What if he could come into my dorm whenever he liked just to use me as he pleased? Would he like it? Would he enjoy me presenting my whole self to him…
You can feel quivers in your pelvis, the start of a moisture deep inside, and you close your eyes.. “The door opens and closes, you know who it is but you’re on your knees. Ass up and bent over. Your panties are a sheer white colour, thin enough to allow each of your ass cheeks to be framed in a blurry mess.” Get up” you hear and you rise to sit up on your feet. Your chest is bare, proudly displaying your breasts to me. I call you over as I take a seat on the corner of your bed.
You walk over, delicate as a flower yet a yearning for submission clearly stamped on your face. I bring you down and run my hand across your neck fingers gliding up through your hair and pull you down for a kiss. Passionate but sharp. I pull away and guide you to the bed. Ushering you forward I lay you down on your stomach and gently carress your back. Massaging it gently as I move from your back down your body, slow gentle but firm strokes, easing out the tension from your anticipation. The time has come, relax.
I start working your legs, thighs and calves. As I work back up towards your pelvis you feel my fingers brush past your pussy lips. The softest of caresses but with each touch you tingle, running straight through your body. The vulnerability of your situation apparent as I work on top of you. From one leg to the other, I purposely run my fingers in between your thighs, your legs parting a little more with each stroke.
I fold your leg over so that’s it’s bent at the knee and you feel me slightly lift your whole leg up and slide something underneath. Before long you realise it’s one of your scarves being tied around your bent leg. Once done I fold the second leg over and tie that one in place. You’re laying on your stomach, breathing getting more intense with each minute knowing that soon you’ll have no control left. I walk up the side of the bed and grab your wrist, softly opening your arm and reaching to the bedhead. There’s another scarf already waiting to tie up your wrist. I feel you slightly pull back but whisper in your ear “it’s ok, daddy’s got you” with a calming rub of your back, you submit and I fold out your arm and tie it in place. I take my time walking to the other side of the bed and as I get there your arm is already stretched out and waiting. You look up to see me smile as I grab your last remaining glimpse of control.
Your all tied up. Face down on the bed with an apparent ‘stranger’ looking at your near naked body. You physically shiver as the reality of your situation hits you. You’ve got no control.
The seconds feel like minutes, minutes like hours as you lay, breathing deeply and waiting. You feel the bed dip in between your legs and you know I’m kneeling behind you, in between your folded legs. You feel my strong hands grip your waist, just above your hips and pull your body up so that your ass is in the air, supported by your knees with legs folded up.
I keep you in that pose and slowly you feel my fingers start creeping up your thigh, squeezing the muscle and reaching around, moving slowly up then down, inching closer and closer to your pussy. It seems like hours as I tease you, with a flick now and then only to roll my fingers to the middle of your thighs and start again.
I can visibly see how wet the teasing is making you. I stop and with my thumbs I pull your panties down onto your thighs. Your ass is exposed, with your pussy open to the night air. I reach my hand trailing down your ass, rubbing from the back through to the front with just enough pressure for the tip of my finger to enter you. It’s so easy. You’re so wet. I hear a sharp intake of breath as my finger goes inside. I start swirling and slowly insert more and more. I can hear your breathing picking up as I continue to push inside, then pull it out, swirl it and start again. The tip, swirled then put inside a bit more. When my finger’s all the way in, i start wiggling it. Your feel the difference in pleasure as I stay inside you, squirming my finger around touching your g spot on occasion, causing your hips to involuntarily buck as I hit just the right spot.
All of a sudden you feel the weight on the bed change. I’m closer to you, and a hard, thick warm member replaces my finger. You push back for it to enter you but I also pull back. “you’ll get it when I give it to you” I proclaim. I can feel the apology through your body as you relax again. I start to push deeper inside you. No teasing this time. It’s straight inside. You gasp as my whole member is buried deep inside you, forcing your face into the pillows but you don’t care. It hurts a little but you want it, need it. You start to buck slowly. This time I grab your hips above both of your folded legs, lifting you off the bed. My cock inside you, my hands holding you up as I start to thrust forward and back. Each time pulling my full cock almost out of you and each time plunging it straight back in.
With each thrust your moan gets a little louder and clearer as I start getting quicker. You can feel your climax coming as your breathing is shorter and sharper. Moan after moan, thrust after thrust. You feel it, an Orgasm built up so strong it’s sure to break you to a thousand pieces and like a wave crashing in the ocean it hits you. Your eyes roll back and back stiffens. Toes curled and one last squeal comes out of you as you cum.
The heat of the moment and your body’s reaction is enough to drive me over the edge too. soon after you feel my body tense as a euphoria takes me over. You feel me shiver as each Orgasm shake rolls through me.
After a minute, I pull out and lower you down. I untie you, legs first, unfolding them as each one is set free and given back to you. I untie your wrist and interlock fingers for a brief second. I kiss your hand as you smile back at me and check if there have been any bruises from where you were tied up.
Nothing.
As you lay exhausted on the bed I sit next to you and lean over to kiss your cheek. “Rest up now” I say and smile. I get up, clean myself up and leave.
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