I tossed her on the bed, careful not to drop her with too much weight on her arms bound behind her back – a dislocated shoulder or broken wrist would put an unfortunate halt to my plans for the evening.
I took a minute to let my eyes roll over her body again. Her hair was still wet from the shower and strands clung to her face. The sheer fabric of the black bra I’d bought her shoes just a hint of her nipples. The fishnet stockings were tight, half way up her thighs. And the panties were pushed partway off her hips from being dropped on the bed.
“Mmm. Perfect,” I mumbled.
She refused to look at me as she laid there, lost in a world of insecurity. I keyed in on it. I stood perfectly still until she finally glanced at me. I waited, however impatient, for her to choose to make a move beyond those insecurities. I waited for her to BE in that moment with me.
Once she did, when she finally looked up at me, I slowly started removing my clothes. I looked her in the eyes as I tossed my shirt, pants, and underwear into a pile on the floor. I was achingly hard and desperately wanting to pounce on her, but still I kept my self control.
“I’m going to teach you how to let go of your mind,” I said. “I’m going to show you how to exist as the sensation oriented, cock-desperate slut you truly want to be.”
I slowly climbed on top of her, held her face in my hand and kissed her. I pressed my weight into her, slowly grinding my dick against her soft panties. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” I said. “But not yet.”
I started kissing her neck. Worked down her shoulder, between her breasts and over her stomach. I slid down and wrapped my hands around her calf. I kissed her ankle as I massaged her leg. I worked my way up her leg, rubbing, kissing, sucking. I brushed my lips against the inside of her thigh until I traced the line of her panties. I followed the line of her panties to her hip and across her abdomen letting my breath be the only contact with her pussy.
I slid back down to do the same thing with her other leg. Taking my time. Excruciatingly slow, but enjoying every second of touching her. She kept making these short grunting moans, like she was trying to restrain herself but couldn’t quite.
When I reached her abdomen I continued my way up. Kissing all over her stomach, running my hands up her sides. I pulled her bra down and kissed her breasts. Little sucking kisses in a circle around her breasts, avoiding her nipples as I did her pussy.
I pulled her bra back up as I kissed her neck and shoulders. “Do you want me to fuck you now?” I asked.
“Yeeesss,” she moaned.
I slipped my fingers into her panties. She raised her hips to help me pull them down – god there is nothing sexier than a woman lifting her hips as I pull her panties down. I tossed them to the side and leaned down onto her as I kissed her again.
“Not yet,” I growled.
I stood and stepped to my nightstand. I pulled out a vibrating wand from the drawer. I showed it to her. “I bought it just for you. I told you I’d planned to have a lot of fun with you.”
I turned the wand on low and gently ran it over her thighs. She was squirming and arching her back, desperate for contact on her pussy.
“You’re not to cum until I tell you to, understand?” I commanded.
Her face was scrunched up in a pout but she nodded submissively. I placed the vibrator against her clit, gently barely allowing any pressure. She groaned and tried to push herself harder onto the toy, but I pulled it off.
“No, you stay still and let me have my fun.” I demanded.
“Fuck. Ok. Ok.” She said.
Again I rested the wand against her clit, this time allowing a little more pressure. I slipped a hand into her bra and massaged her breasts.
“Oh god,” she moaned.
I watched her face, reviling in the emotions displayed there. The bliss. The need. The abandon.
I thought she was getting close to cumming so I switched the vibrator off and laid it on the bed. She looked at me with so much frustration and confusion I had to hold back a laugh – I couldn’t restrain the smile though.
“Not yet,” I said again.
I maneuvered myself between her feet again. I started kissing her ankle, her calf, her knee. When I reached her thigh she tried to clamp her legs together, apparently anxious over the teasing I was giving her. I have her a couple light smacks to the thighs until she opened her legs for me and I continued my slow caressing kisses.
I used the same pattern as I had before. One leg then the other, over her stomach, around her breasts, and up her neck. I ended by sliding my dick against her pussy as I kissed her.
“Do you want me to fuck you now?”
“Yessss,” this time her answer was a desperate hiss.
I didn’t bother to respond. I climbed off her and when I pressed the wand against her clit I clicked it to a higher setting. I stroked her cheek and rolled her nipples between my fingers as I let the vibrator do it’s job.
When I thought she was close I turned it off. Her face was filled with annoyed desperation and I couldn’t hold back my laughter this time. I continued my routine of kissing and rubbing her entire body.
“Do you want me to fuck you now?”
She didn’t answer. She just glared at me. So I grabbed the wand again. The third time I stopped the vibrator, denying her the orgasm, she just looked at me in resigned defeat. It when my lips touched her skin she moaned out loud and tried to use her foot to pull my head between her legs.
After the fourth time I could almost see her mind leave her body. She was arching her back and panting heavily. Her entire being was focused on the sensations of her body, and the mind numbing need for release.
“Get on your knees,” I commanded.
She didn’t hesitate. She wiggled and squirmed and worked herself to her knees. I stood in front of her, looking down, waiting to see what she’d do.
She took the hint quickly and wrapped her lips around my cock. She swirled her tongue around and around my head. She bobbed her head on my dick, taking me as far as she could. She was making loud slurping noises as she sucked my dick with reckless abandon.
“That’s a good girl,” I moaned. “You’re my desperate little slut aren’t you? Just a cock hungry little fuck toy.”
The words drove her mad. She slammed her face down on my cock, shoving me down her throat. She gagged just a little, but kept pushing, making these little “glurp glurp” noises as her saliva dribbled down her chin.
I pulled myself from her mouth and knelt down in front of her. I held her head with both hands and kissed her, hard and deep then pushed her back down on the bed.
I helped her unfold her legs from under her and started kissing her thighs. She groaned as my hot breath grazed against her pussy. I wrapped my hands underneath her, grabbing her ass as I kissed and nibbled her thighs and hips.
This time when I kissed my way up her stomach I pulled her bra down around her stomach. I took her breast in my mouth, flicking my tongue over her nipples. One then the other. And a second time for each. She bucked her hips, trying to grind her pussy against my abdomen, but I held her down with both hands and kissed her neck and jaw and lips.
I kissed her hard again and her tongue eager reached out for mine. She moaned into my mouth as I pressed my dick against her pussy.
“Do you want me to fuck you now?” I asked.
“Yes!” She said. “Please!”
“Hmm. I think not yet.”
“No!” She cried. “Please. Fuck me. Please fuck me. Now. I need you to fuck me now.”
“That’s what I was waiting for,” I said.
I slammed my cock inside of her in a single thrust. Her pussy was swollen and dripping wet and she took all of me. The sound that she made could only be described as a bellow of lust incarnate.
I pounded into her with long, hard, slow thrusts. With each thrust she grunted and swore. She clamped her teeth on my shoulder and groaned like the mindless beast she’d become.
“Harder! Fuck! She moaned. “Fuck me harder. Please. Fuck.”
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me into her. I slammed into her as hard as I could, grunting and panting in her ear – giving her exactly what both of us needed.
Her legs locked around me, her thighs pinning me in place. Her hips arched and she ground herself onto me. A shot of pain shot down my body as she bit down in my neck, barely stifling her groan. Her body clamped down on mine and it was all too much.
“Fuuck,” I growled as we came together.
We ground into each other, both trying desperately to milk ever last ounce of relief and satisfaction from each other’s body. And we collapsed in a sweaty, panting pile.
“Oh god. Oh fuck. God. Oh fuck fuck fuck,” she muttered for several more minutes as I continued nibbling on her neck.
Eventually I climbed off her and I strapped the cuffs from her wrists. I laid down beside her and she wiggled back against me, curling her glorious body into me. I pulled the hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
“I don’t know whether I should say ‘you’re welcome’ or ‘thank you’,” I murmured with a laugh.
“I don’t know,” she said with a coy smile, “but you can buy me a gift like that any time.”
“Any time?” I asked. “I’m going to hold you to that.
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