Honey, my girlfriend at the time, surprised me with tickets to this special showing of a movie where the soundtrack was played by the local orchestra.
This opera hall was about five times bigger than any movie theater. Honey was wearing this silk tank top and these tight pants, that hugged her perky ass just right. Her makeup was on point as usual: smokey eye shadow, elegant lipstick. Even in her heels, I towered over her by nearly a head. While I never asked, I was almost certain I had at least 100 pounds on her, if not more.
The plan was to watch the movie then spend the night at the house she was house-sitting for. Now, if you ever get the chance to see a movie with a live orchestra, I highly encourage you to go. There was an intermission included to stretch your legs and grab an alcoholic drink.
We both get a cocktail for the second half of the movie. Our hands have been on each other’s thigh the entire time. Honey was never one to be crude in public: she would just have this little smirk on her face knowing what would happen later that night.
Honey did me the favor of picking me up. I brought with me a bag full of my favorite toys: rope, ball gag, blindfold, and a Hitachi-like vibrator with 17 settings.
While I had introduced each toy separately, other than the vibrator, this was the first night I was going to use all of them on her. Honey had a habit of being bratty, and often poking fun at me when she could. She knew it was easy to get under my skin, and hoped I would take it out on her ass.
Tonight would be the night I introduce her to edging.
We arrive at her house. The click-clack of her heels on the hardwood floors started blood rush to my cock.
Slowly, she stripped off her tank-top and pants. Underneath she wore a lacy white bra and thong which contrasted against her olive skin.
We kissed briefly, and I grabbed the rope bundles to start a box tie around her breasts. She watched herself in her floor to ceiling mirror as I tied the ropes around her body, over her bra. Pulling her arms behind her back and tying them to the box tie.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me tonight?”
“Yes daddy.”
I pulled out the blindfold and ball gag. I took away her sight and voice, and picked her up and placed her on the bed.
I stroked her thighs, and teased her pussy.
“I have a surprise for you.” A muffled “Hmm?” came out behind the bright red ball gag.
I pulled out the vibrator. I turned it on and let her hear it vibrate before I placed it directly on her cunt.
Immediately, she starts shaking. Struggling and moaning in pleasure. I let it go for 10, 15 seconds, and pull it away. Her moans get desperate immediately. That’s Honey, so easy, so sensitive.
I bring it back, watching her. Looking for signs of impending orgasm. 30 seconds, 45, and I take it away again.
Already she’s frustrated. This will be almost too easy. Her legs start trying to wrap around me and pull me in closer, but she’s easily overpowered.
“Do you know what edging is? You’re going to find out today,” I say, and start again, clicking to the next vibration pattern.
The idea dawns on her and she struggles like she’s in a straight-jacket. Almost screaming.
30-45 seconds until I see her start to shake, and I take it away for her to cool down, before clicking into the next one. This pattern pulses quick, like morse code: Buzz buzz buzz buzz. Buzz buzz buzz buzz.. This pattern pulses long. Buzzzzzzzzz, buzzzzzzzzzz, buzzzzzzzz. This one’s stronger, that one’s softer. This one’s random.
Her skin takes on a sheen of sweat. She’s breathing hard like she’s been sprinting. I decide to give her a chance to speak. I pull out the ball gag.
“How are you doing? Do you like your surprise?”
“Please,” she gasps, “please how many more? I want to cum. I need to cum. Please.” The last please was so pleading. Sometimes I get more pleasure of her denial than her cunt. I decide to be a bit cruel.
“How many more? You mean you weren’t keeping count? What a bad girl, guess we’ll have to start over.”
She starts shaking her head. “No, please, not aga-” is all she gets out before I pop the ball-gag back in.
This time though, I decide to give her what she wants. An orgasm, one for every pattern.
I pick her off the bed, and sit her down in front of her mirror. I sit behind her, and hook my legs over hers, spreading them open wide. I pull off the blindfold.
“I’m going to give you more orgasms than you know what to do with.”
No teasing, no foreplay, I simply press the vibrator against her cunt and turn it on at its highest setting.
I cup her tit with my other hand and start playing with her nipple. Twisting, pulling, while I press harder into her cunt. Orgasm one. Her head falls back into my chest and her eyes are rolling back.
No rest for her. Immediately, I switch to the next pattern and press again. Each subsequent orgasm comes faster. How many do we get through? I lose count myself. By perhaps 10 or so, I can tell she’s burning out on pleasure. My cock is bursting through my pants, so I strip quickly and pull off her thong.
I fuck her fast and hard. There’s no love or romance, I just need her to be a fleshlight for me. I stretch her out, our size difference carrying on. My cock fills her out. It’s one of those erections that’s nearly painful from constant arousal.
Her legs wrap around me pulling me in closer while she’s still tied and gagged. Her eyes look at mine, pleading for my seed in her. She loves being bred. Finally I fill her, nearly blacking out from the intensity. I pull out her gag and start to untie her.
She grabs and pulls me in for the deepest kiss, trying to tongue fuck my throat.
Between gasps, she says “thank you daddy. that was lovely.” We manage to get ourselves to the shower and collapse naked on the bed.
In the morning she wakes me up by sucking my cock for the longest and slowest time, returning the favor.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p9mci7/mf_after_the_opera_an_orchestra_of_orgasms