How about I tie you up and get myself off? [M4A] [Mdom] [gender neutral sub] [sex toys] [BDSM] [fellatio] [rope play] [cum play] [edging] [orgasm denial] [voyeurism] [camera] [narrative] [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [MF] [MM] [MA]

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This morning I woke up with some spite in my coffee and I am going to take that aggression all out on you tonight.

I’d be nice at first. Plenty of kisses and gentle touches as we undress each other. Holding you close to me and kissing along your neck and chest. Letting you go before grabbing you and pulling you in against me again. You’d be free to twist and turn and move about, for now, but that wouldn’t last long.

Because tonight, I want to tie you up. Some fancy knotwork. Some not so fancy cuffs. Hands up over your head my dear, they’re going to be tightly tied together to the headboard. I’d take more time on your legs, winding the ropes around and tying you up with care. I’d give the ropes a good tug when I’m done, let you feel how they pull against your soft skin. Now you’re all bound up, wrapped up, like a little present. Your legs spread apart for me, leaving you open for teasing. Oh, how I will enjoy undoing you.

You’d be perfectly naked except for those bindings. I’d definitely enjoy the view, letting my eyes wander along your body as I undressed myself to match. No ropes on me, though I would be wearing a devilish grin that would tell you too late, mind you, that I’m going to make you whimper and beg tonight. You’d feel your heart jump and your stomach drop as you realized what I’ll be doing.

Taking my briefs off, you’d watch as my stiff cock sprung out. Springs out? Either way, it’d be very clear I’m very excited to play with you tonight. Stroking myself leisurely, I’d go and get something from my dresser that you don’t see but you hear buzz a moment as I test it in my hand.

Coming back over to the bed, I’d position myself to kneel over you, my cock hanging over your crotch. I’d line myself up a moment before leaning down over you completely and holding myself just above you. I’m not going to slide my dick in you, not yet, anyway. Maybe not even tonight actually. I’d be grinning like a wolf with a little lamb before me. I’m going to enjoy toying with you. Leaning back, I’d start stroking my stiff cock while staring right into those big hungry eyes of yours.

You’d be powerless to do anything but watch as I played myself with longer strokes. The moans I made would start soft and quiet, but they wouldn’t stay that way for long. I’d bite my lip and inhale sharply and moan your name as I stroked harder. I’d moan about how worked up you’ve gotten me. How hot up I am for you. How I want to cum nice and hard tonight.

As I did this, I’d enjoy watching you squirm against your bindings. Listen to the whimpers that escape your lips. Running my free hand over your leg, along your knee, down your thigh. All of this just to make you tug and pull harder on the ropes, to no avail of course. You’d have to watch as I spit on my cock and worked myself up in front of you. Eyeing the fuck out of that pretty little face of yours, I’d eat up every moan and whimper you let slip.

Eventually, I’d imagine you’d start begging, start asking for me to fill you. Normally, I’d be happy to indulge, but tonight, not quite in the way you want. Taking a small toy I got from my dresser, I’d turn it on and bring it to my lips. I’d run a tongue over it and get it good and wet before bringing it down and letting it brush along your inner thigh. Watching you intently, I’d slowly bring it down to a place between your legs where I can leave it buzzing. It’d be set to a light enough setting as not to make you cum, but strong enough you can’t ignore the sensation of it against you.

Once I was happy it won’t go anywhere, I’d straddle your body and move myself up to that face of yours. Kneeling over your chest, I’d viciously stroke myself just inches from your face. I’d stare down at your lips as you tried to reach me. So close, yet so far away, but still so very, very close.

Try as you might to bend your neck, to bring your head close enough, I’d be just out of reach. Stroking my hard cock up and down, my balls jiggling just inches from your face. My free hand, the one not currently stroking along the length of my shaft like you’d like to be, that one would find its way up my lips. You’d have to watch as I ran it over my lips in contemplation, biting down as I thought about something extra steamy to do to you later. I’d give a finger or two a flick of my tongue and slide them into my mouth to wet them. I’d take my sweet time with this, as with everything I’m doing tonight.

My hand would tenderly, carefully, slowly, slide down my neck, along my chest, sliding down my torso and along my thigh to hold there a moment. I’d bring my hand down to your face where I’d let you kiss my fingers before sliding one into your eager mouth. Let you taste me, let you show me what you’d like to do with your mouth. After a little bit of that, I’d slip out of your mouth and bring my hand to your hair. Why? The better with which to guide you…

My other hand, the one I’ve been using to stroke myself this whole time, would slow to a stop. I’d carefully bring my hard cock down to your eager and drooling lips and let you get your first taste of it tonight. Maybe you’d kiss it gently, savoring it, and worshipping the tip. Or maybe you’d be so worked up and desperate for my cock you’d try to hungrily plunge it into your mouth as much as you could.

I suppose that all depends on how worked up you’d get watching me stroke myself over you. That, and having something buzzing against you down below for this part. Maybe you’d be under the impression that showing me how eager you were, how you’d aggressively suck my cock, that I’d be inspired to finally stop toying with you and fuck you just as vigorously.

Or maybe you’d know me better than that and you’d be sucking me desperately because you know I’m going to drag things out. That this might be your only chance for a while to enjoy my cock between your lips. Either way, grabbing you by your head, I’d hold your head as I slowly slid my cock in between your lips and started rocking my hips back and forth on you.

I’d enjoy fucking that sweet mouth of yours and letting your tongue worship it a while. Sitting on your chest, using your mouth to keep my cock warm. Enjoying hearing you make struggling noises as you take it. Hearing your gasps when I pull my cock out but you being oh so hungry and whining for me to push it back in. If you were really good, really just eager and willing to take my cock nice and deep and long, I’d lean back and turn my little toy between your legs up a notch.

You’d probably be too distracted wrapping your lips around my cock to realize what I was doing until it was too late. You’d feel the vibration intensify. Not full power, but enough that your legs would really start to fidget and fight. As you moaned into my cock, I’d push it down against the back of your throat. Leaning over you, I’d make sure you felt every inch of me, felt my balls drag over your neck and chin.

If your moaning got to be too loud though, I’d take it as a sign I was building you up too much. Leaning back I’d play with the toy against you another moment before turning it off and taking it away from you. Can’t have you cumming for me just yet. Me, though? That’s another story.

Letting my cock slip again from the reach of your lips, I’d back up so you can see me straddling you but can’t reach me. I’d take my nice and wet cock, now dripping with your saliva, and start stroking myself very intensely. I’d be very worked up at this point. And very hard cocks need very hard releases. You’d get quite a show as I stroked my cock over you.

When it comes to teasing you, I’ll play soft and I’ll play hard, but I’ll take my time. Now though, getting myself off, I’d be stroking myself very hard and very fast. I would moa loudly too. My breathing getting faster and sharper. Do you like watching me jerk off? Do you like it when I make a hot mess thinking of you? Does it do things to you when you hear your name escape my lips as I climax?

When I lean forward and my eyes roll back and shutter? When my mouth gasps and my body shudders? When I cum very hard over you and you feel the first hot glob land on your skin? Panting and gasping and making myself lightheaded as I cum on you? Getting off is always so much better, so much harder, after a good long tease.

When I finally slow down, when my hand finally stops stroking my sensitive cock so much, and I open my eyes to look down at you. I’d bite my lip and give you a sly grin. Taking a finger I’d wipe up a little cum off you and bring it to your lips to taste what I’ve done. I’d let you work your eager tongue over my fingers a bit before bringing myself back up close enough for you to taste my cock again.

I’d let you clean me up, lovingly licking and sucking it as it dribbled a little more cum. Still swollen, more sensitive, you’d have to be gentle and soft with your touches, but I know you’d be eager to do a good job.

At this point, you’d probably be pretty worked up, pretty wet for me. Wouldn’t you agree?

Should I reward you and make you cum for me?

Or should I keep toying with you?

I could bring another toy over. Or maybe put my lips on you for a while? It’s only a matter of time until I’m stiff again, so there’s always just having you suck on my cock longer.

For now, though, I’ll just enjoy your soft lips caressing my spent cock. Your tongue dancing along the tip and licking up any droplets of cum.

I told you I was feeling spiteful today. Glad I could let out some of it on you. Maybe, just maybe, cumming has softened my mood enough that when my dick is hard again I will fuck you properly. Let you show you just how much I appreciate you being tied up and helpless before me.

I mean, not really like you have much say in the matter at the moment. Your arms are probably sore from all the tensing you’ve been doing. Your legs are probably a little stiff from pulling against the ropes this whole time. You are absolutely at my mercy. I think I might want to savor this and make this memory last. Mind if I get my phone out? I think I have an idea of what I want to do with you next.

You see, I’m very proud of these knots and my cock is very happy with all this teasing. I want to remember this another night when I’m feeling worked up by myself. Getting up off of you, off the bed, I’d go get my phone and turn my camera on. You’d have to watch as I took a few pictures of myself. Pictures of a happy cock still swollen in my hand. Not to worry, I am definitely sending these to you when I’m done.

I do want you to be able to see your lovely work. Your lips definitely were perfect for sliding this cock of mine into. Speaking of which, if I have your consent I’d like to take some pictures of you tied up like this for myself. Maybe a video to watch another night when we can’t be together. If that’s something you’d like, I can do that, otherwise, I’ll just send you the ones I took of myself and put this away.

Your call, though it’s about the last call you get to make tonight. Think about it.

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*(the story is continued if you want it…)*

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