About a week after we started hooking up again, I took Courtney out for drinks. She was wearing an open back maroon dress that emphasized her distracting assets, the lack of stitch lines demonstrating what threads she was missing. Black strappy heels hugged her ankles and calves, clicking as we walked to the table. She wanted my full attention, and she definitely had it.
We started with small talk, catching up on things we had missed in each other’s lives. Classes taken, hearts broken, hobbies and interests forsaken; the usual topics for friends that hadn’t spoken in some time. That’s what I liked about her; she had a personality I could get along with. Our relationship was not pure sex.
But her foot rubbing my leg kept my mind on sex.
The restaurant was dim. Dark enough that it was hard for others to see what she was doing to me. It was impossible to see my body’s response. Courtney let her foot travel up my leg, and smirked when she felt its response. I countered by rubbing my nails up the side and back of her thigh.
The conversation had tapered off in sharp intakes of breath, and we locked eyes. It was definitely time to get back to my place.
Our faces were locked together before I even shut my bedroom door. She was hungry and eager, but I was bigger and stronger. I pushed her onto the side of the bed and put my face between her legs, basking in the sweet scent of her bare sex. I slid her dress up above her hips and started nibbling on her inner thighs. She exposed her breasts, nipples already erect, and propped her head up on a pillow. When I glanced up, she gave me the same smirk she had on in the restaurant, intent on enjoying the show. I was going to let her enjoy her moment. But then I was going to remind her that I was in charge.
I gently kisses my way around her labia while reaching under my bed for my “fun box”. I had just stocked it with things just for her. I grabbed the blindfold and the handcuffs, all while keeping her focused on what my mouth was doing. She was definitely eager, thrusting her crotch at me and grinding herself on my face, wrapping her legs around my shoulders, trying to bait me to engage. Once the items were staged for easy grabbing (but out of her sight), I let my hands wander up past her ass and to her breasts. She moaned as I started tonguing the sweetness in her hole. She was so fucking wet, and tasted so fucking good.
My hands started doing their own thing, squeezing and pulling on her nipples, while I focused on her clit. Her moans of approval kept me focus, and I knew she was getting close. I dropped my dominant hand and started fingering her at the same time. When her orgasm started, I held my breath and started sucking her clit while fingering her as deeply as I could. Her hands wrapped into my hair and held my head there for what felt like 5 minutes, screaming the entire time. A stray thought floated through my head, hoping she wouldn’t hurt her throat. I was going to use it soon.
Once she relaxed I started kissing my way up her body, handcuffs in hand. She didn’t see them at all, not even while her hands were brought above her head. When I reached her face, she gave me the smirk again.
Yup. Definitely time for a lesson.
I kissed her, exploring her mouth with my tongue, and snapped the handcuffs around her wrists. She broke the kiss and looked at them, then at the blindfolds hanging from my other hand. I whispered the safe word in her ear as I brought them over her eyes.
She was mine to control now. I broke contact and stood over her, naked and flush, still panting from the orgasm I had just brought her to. She looked a little nervous for what I planned, not knowing what to expect. I brought out a vibrating wand from the box, and let her hear it turn on and off. She smiled and lifted her crotch to me, expecting me to focus on her again. Nope. She was going to service me. I grabbed the chain between her wrists, and pulled her off the bed and to her knees in front of me. I stuck my fingers in her mouth, still wet from her juices, and asked if she likes the way she tastes. She nodded, eagerly licking and sucking them clean.
I pulled my throbbing cock out of my pants and removed my fingers from her mouth. She grasped it with her cuffed hands and guided it into her mouth, trying to gulp me down. But we were going to go at my pace, not hers. I pulled the chain above her head again and grabbed her hair with my other hand. She sunk on her knees a little and but her lip, only to stick out her tongue to try and find my cock. Much better. I slipped my cock back into her mouth, ever so slowly, and she moaned like it was the best thing she had ever tasted. Slowly I worked her head onto my cock, while she sucked every drop of precum out down her throat. I didn’t even speed up when I got her to the base, instead making her savor the feeling of having her throat filled before withdrawing. I withdrew completely and let her suck on my balls to catch her breath, and then slowly inserted to the base again. I was using her to edge myself, and she loved it.
Now I needed to fuck her, to make her pussy mine. I brought her up off her knees and kissed her gently…and then pushed her on all fours on the bed. The rapid tone changes surprised her, and she her ass was not displaying that perfect pussy I wanted. I slapped her ass cheeks, groping them while I did so, delighted to hear her gasp in pleasure. Her hips shifted, and now my cock was lined up perfectly.
I grabbed the sidelined vibrator as I slowly slid inside of her. She was tight and wet, but not overly so, and I could feel her cervix before I bottomed out. Even her pussy was trying to drain me. I had to make her cum again before I filled her, and I had the ability to cheat. I leaned over her enough that I could reach her clit with my other hand while I propped myself up to fuck her. I can still hear the gasp she let out when I first turned the vibrator on her clit. I continued fucking her like that, filling every inch, pushing against her insides while holding the wand against her sensitive clit. I knew she was cumming when her pussy started squeezing me in a pulsing rhythm, and soon I was pumping rope after rope inside of her.
My orgasm lasted a good minute at least, and we both collapsed in a spooning position. I pulled the blindfold and handcuffs off (thank God for quick release), and held her back against my chest as we both caught our breaths. I don’t know when we fell asleep, but I woke up to my hands playing with her nipples again while she rubbed her ass against my semi hard cock. When Courtney saw me stir, she put on the smirk again, and asked if I was able to go for round two. Another lesson was definitely needed.
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