First time writing errotica so I hope this is good!
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I looked at my collection of ropes and toys I had set out for the night. I had to do my best for her, anything less would be insufficient for my love for her. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I waited, listening to the shower running, the songs she thought I couldn’t hear. I had to make her understand tonight, I had to make her see, all the little things that drove me crazy for her. I knew her anxieties made her think she was less than the beauties person she is. I hear her finish her song and turn off the shower; the drapes being pulled back; and all I could think of is how not to mess this night up. I waited infront of my chosen tools of pleasure.
After what felt like an eternity, I hear the door open as she hummed a song whose name was far beyond my capability to remember, a light red towel covering her body I felt my breath catch in my throat. The towel did nothing to cover how beautiful she was, her hair still slightly wet, a bead of soap left unwiped, a curious and slightly bashful glint in her eye. I walked over to her smiling and wordlessly brushed my finder across her cheek leaning in and kissing her. She was always a shy kisser, but I tried to convey all my emotions for her in our weaving of tongues. I eventually lead her to the bed where I quietly asked if I could remover her towel so that I can finish drying her hair.
Quietly she nodded and I removed the towel and let her gorgeous body be let bear to my eyes. I quietly ruffled her hair and doing my best to get what she couldn’t. I heard her breath deepen a little and without distracting myself from my task I said “We don’t have to do this you know. I’ve told you more or less what I’m going to do and with what I’m going to do it with what I’ve got. But if you are at all not willing to go through it then let me know and I’ll put it all away” I said as I finished up her hair and moved to throw the towel in the hamper nearby. I heard her take a deep breath before hearing her mellifluous voice.
“No, I do want to do this. It’s just that I’m nervous, I’ve never done anything like this before and I worry that it won’t be as good as what you are hoping for.” Mon fleur said.
I grinned as I threw the towel, ever worried about me when this night is about her. It was time I made her understand that. I turn my grin into that of deviousness as I looked at her form, beautiful in every way. She returned my grin with one of nervous apprehension.
I motioned for her to stand up and she did so without comment. I went over to my rope, grabbed it feeling the surface as smooth as I could make. I turned to her with azure blue rope in hand looking her in the eyes kissing her once more before taking the bite of the rope around her neck as I began my work. It was difficult, making sure each knot dug into her but not in a painful way, that each cross of rope accentuated a part of the body that I adored; all the while when I could kissing her mouth or nipples eliciting moans that might as well have been a Stradivarius to my ears. I worked my way down giving each part of her body the attention I could spare while putting my love for her behind the tie. After almost half an hour my work was complete; a tie that I hoped would make her see her own body the way I saw it, gorgeous, elegant, enticing. I kissed her once more on the lips before I pulled her to the mirror.
I knew that second that all my work had been worth it. A startled gasp escaped her lips as she saw herself for the first time as I did. I saw her hands follow the rope work tracing each knot and I could see her falling in love with her own body in a way that she never had before. She looked up to me as if all this was new to me and I simply kissed her before she could say anything. Pushing back towards the bed; once we stumbled over it, I released our lip lock.
“Ready” I ask, this time instead of apprehension I get glee, as she becomes excited to see what I have next. I sit next to her and say, “Pick a number between 5 and 10”.
She looks confused as this was the one thing, I didn’t go into detail about. “I guess 8” she said. I smiled and reached over and opened my nightstand and pulled out a tally counter.
“Now I’m not that great at remembering numbers so we are going to use this. I am going to edge you 8 times before I bring you to orgasm” I said deviously with a smile on my face. I watch as she looked taken aback, edging was something I mentioned in passing but clearly, she didn’t expect me to do it to her, at least not tonight; but I had to show her just how tantalizing her body is to me. “Now I won’t gag you but do place your hands behind the bars at the head of the bed” I said. Nervously, almost like she didn’t know what to expect she complied I pulled out some handcuffs and gently placed them on her writs locking her to the bed. Followed with another coil of rope to hold her legs apart while I ravished her body.
However, I was unable of taking a quick taste of her pussy while it was laid bare to me evoking such a tantalizing moan that I almost stopped what I was doing so I could hear it again, but I pushed through. After done, I checked in with her I could see her eyes glistening with pleasure and the want for more of it, so her enthusiastic desire to continue was no surprise.
Next, I pulled out the nipple clamps I had chosen. They were simple to be sure, but they did their job just as well as a fancier one. I say trepidation in her eyes, and I asked if she wanted me to put them on. “Yeah, I’m ready” she said.
However, first her nipples needed some attention. So, taking one in my mouth and the other between my fingers I ravished her breasts with all the love she was always so reluctant to let me give. I alternated relishing the moans I got from her, the hisses that came from sharp intakes of breath. After a few minutes and being as hard as I’ve ever been I relinquished her little pail buds and placed one clamp on the nipple I had just been ravishing. I reviled in the moan that it begot me as I quickly clamped the other. At this point she was ready.
Starting from her mouth once more I made my way downwards. Kissing everything I could following the ropes with my hand and lightly brushing her skin as I did so. I stopped at her wonderful breasts and gave a slight tug at the chain connecting the clamps feeling her moans go straight to my cock. I kissed her navel before realizing I forgot the blindfold. So, I grabbed it during my assault of her body and covered her eyes so that her pleasure would be amplified. And finally, I reached her pussy.
The pink folds already glistening with moisture and trembling with anticipation. I gently kissed the outer lips, then again, and then again; reviling in the moans mon fleur was making. Stopping only to say “Tell me before you cum” not even waiting for a reply before continuing my excursion into her folds. Whereas I was no expert in the art of pussy eating with what I knew of her body its want’s hard to make her writhe and pull against her restraints. And not long before she, through her moans informing me that she was about to cum.
Quickly I removed my tongue from her pussy with my reward being whimpers as she teetered away from orgasm; I clicked my counter, one down seven to go. I quickly stifled those whimpers with my mouth as I locked with hers. I moved my hands along her body careful to not cause to much pleasure so that way I could spend just as long within her folds. After a minute making out with her I returned my mouth to where she wanted it.
At this point I realized that I would take a lot of will power to not just try and fuck her brains out with my cock; I wanted that to be special, for her orgasm so that she would associate my member with earth shattering pleasure, and I hoped that my horniness would let me pleasure her for that long. Though the succulent taste of her pussy proved a hard thing to just ignore. Her moans, her twitching body, her pussy; I picked up the pace of my endeavors and was shortly rewarded with quiet repeats of the word please. Once again, I released her pussy from my assault and tugged on her clamps. A slight yelp of pain shortly followed as this orgasm ran away from her as well, another tick for my counter.
“Please, please let me cum” was all ma fleur was able to muster in the ways of speech. I traced my finger tips over her body almost tickling her before leaning down to her ear and whispering.
“That was only two ma fleur. There are still six more to go before you are allowed to cum. If you tell me to late and I have to ruin your orgasm I’ll simply add another tick to the counter; or if you don’t tell me at all and I give you a full orgasm the counter resets with two more until you can hold yourself together.” Her startled reply was lost within a new moan as I once again began my assault, though I suspected I’d have less time to work with on this one.
Once again my cock yearned for attention, it would be so easy to remove my tongue from her pussy and replace it with my cock, with as wet as she is it would slide in no problem, but I must withhold. And before I could continue this train of thought I heard loud and clear the announcement of her wanting to cum. So once more I removed my tongue and hit my clicker before moving my mouth down to her navel and blowing a huge raspberry.
This got exactly what I wanted it made her laugh as the unexpected sound filled our room, it also helped bring down my cock a little not that she needed to know that. “What was that for!?” She asked while giggling.
“Well, I needed to bring off the edge somehow, and this seemed like a good idea” I said. She couldn’t see my smile, but I could see hers.
“Well, it worked” she giggled, and I decided to pursue the sound of her laughter for a moment by ravishing her navel, chest, and thighs with razzberries. And she complied with my hidden wish letting loose scores of laughter. Though once I had my fun, I slowly slipped a finger inside her, then another, and then another. Her laughter turned to moans as I fingered her.
I thought this would be better than eating her out again but as it turns out it wasn’t. I could feel my cock go from half flaccid to rock hard with the escape of her first moan. Feeling her grip my fingers despite the slipperiness of her folds I took my thumb and slowly massaged her clit, bringing even more moans from her mouth. I leaned over and started to nibble on one clamped nipple while fingering her and took my non occupied hand to the other. This time with as much as she had been teased I didn’t get as long as I had hoped but long enough to reinstate that she was being teased again. Through the fog of lust I just barely managed to hear her tell me that she was about to cum.
I removed my fingers from her folds, let go of her nipple and once again tugged on her chain with one hand while placing my soaked fingers in her mouth for her to suck on; marking another tic while doing so. The feeling of her mouth on my fingers wanted me to feel it on my cock. I let loose a guttural moan as I went “screw it”. I removed my fingers and placed my cock at her lips. The flick of the tongue she gave my cock head was well beyond sinful. I pushed into her mouth and watched as she enveloped the head. I thrust slowly hoping that I could hold off from cumming, but felt my urges overtake me. Grabbing the ropes at her hips I moved my cock away from her hungering mouth and down to the slick lips below.
The sounds were well worth it from her moans to the sound of my thrusting all molded together, and then my moans joined the mix. The pleasure was almost overwhelming and I steadily increased my pace as she continued to fall deeper and deeper into pleasure. Shortly before I could cum inside her I heard her tell me that she was close and to please let her cum this time sense I was inside her. There would still be three more after this, so with as much will power as I could muster, I removed my cock from her folds and placed it back in her mouth. I barely lasted another thirty seconds before I let loose a stream of cum into her mouth and down her throat.
“You are being too cruel” she said pouting. I made another tick on my counter marking five in total. Though before I humored her with a reply I grabbed a vibrator and brought it up to her pussy without turning it on.
“How so?” I asked while turning it on. My only reply was a startled yelp as her body was entertained with a new form of pleasure. “Did you say something dear; you know your orgasm is still three more off, or rather two off provided you behave and tell me when you are about to cum. Remember you have to start all over again if you don’t.” I said. Moans were still my only reply.
Though in less than a minute she screamed “I’m about to cum! Please, please let me cum! I’ll do anything”. I was almost afraid that the neighbors would hear but I stifled my fears as I removed the vibrator and marked another click.
I shut off the vibrator and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “What are you willing to give me ma fleur that might entice me to give you your orgasm early? I’ve already got you where I want you, I’m already doing what I want to do to you. I want you to know how much pleasure I derive from denying you, from teasing, from your moans and body. So tell me what can you give me that might make me reconsider?” I kept the vibrator close to her slit in preparation for the next barrage, at this point it was all red and swollen with pleasure and leaking like a small stream, the sheets would need to be washed but it’s not like my cock wasn’t already getting ready for round two.
“I’ll, I’ll…” and that’s as far as I let her get before returning the vibrator to her pussy. Listening as words turned into hopeless sounds of pleasure. I fiddled with her clamps again, lightly pulling on the chain, slowly training her to associated pain with the pleasure she was feeling. Once again she had to shout to get through her own fog of lust to inform me of her impending orgasm. And once more I removed all stimulation and started to simply make out with her.
I could still taste both her and myself upon her lips. It melded together in such a way that I didn’t know possible like the combination of both our pleasure made the best tasting treat in the world. I moved slowly as to savor both this flavor and that of her. Taking my hands to her hair, stroking it and playing with it for over a minute as I lost myself to her lips.
“Last time I edge you then after you come off of that you get your well-deserved orgasm, are you ready?” I ask caressing her face.
“Hmmm, yeah, I’m so horny, I’m just so…” is as far as she got before I returned my tongue to her lips. Unlike every other time I made sure this was slow. I wanted to carry out this ride for as long as I could. I kissed and nibbled at her clit; I made long purposeful licks across her slit; I dived my tongue deep into her folds getting as much of her taste as I could. This time she lasted a few minutes before letting me know that she was on the edge again. I removed my lips from one set and moved them to another one more time, marking the last click on the clicker.
After a moment our lips released each other’s. I ask if she’s ready for her orgasm, a nod is all she can manage after all that’s happened. So like the first time I took my time working my way down. Kissing everything I could following my rope work along her body, until once again I am face to face with her pussy. I slowly lick it for not more than a minute before plunging my cock back into her velvety depths.
I pushed in and out as our moans made a symphony of pleasure and when she told me that she was about to cum, rather than pulling out, I started to rub her clit with my thumbs. I could feel her body shudder as she was finally allowed her orgasm and I followed shortly thereafter.
I fell on top of her and we kissed again pleasure having overtaken both of us as she just experienced one of the most intense orgasms of her life. A feat I will soon replicate I vowed to myself. I was going to make her wet whenever she heard that clicker. But for now I undid her binding.
When it came time to undo her ropes she asked “Can I keep these on till morning? They make me feel beautiful and after what you just did I can’t imagine taking them off now”. The only answer I could give was a gentle kiss on the lips in affirmation. We cuddled each other as we both drifted off into sleep snuggled tightly in each other’s arms.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12rmlb8/an_orgasm_to_remember