Keep your eyes forward.

**Author’s Note:** [This wasn’t supposed to happen…](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rx26lb/this_wasnt_supposed_to_happen/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) but here we are.

We were the only ones still up, the glowing tv an excuse not to go to our separate beds. We sat on opposite ends of the couch but kept slowly, unconsciously moving closer to each other. My legs were up on the couch, and the first thing you touched was the top of my foot.

I was already so tense with anticipation that just the feeling of your hand through my sock sent a wave of goosebumps over my skin. You slid your fingers up my ankle, barely slipping under the edge of my sweats and then back down, catching the edge of my sock with two fingers.

Maybe you noticed the way my breath caught when you pulled on my sock, because you started to slide it off. And my god, I never dreamed it would be possible for someone to slowly take off just my sock and leave me feeling like they had just undressed me completely.

This wasn’t supposed to happen…

That first night I slept in your bed was mind-bendingly hot, intensified by the lure of the forbidden; we were “just going to cuddle.” I was so turned on that it was a struggle to control myself in the quiet darkness. I spent the whole next week thinking about it, and I didn’t even need to touch myself to get dripping wet all over again.

I can still feel your hands on me, moving so achingly slow as my heart pounded with anticipation. The rough brush of your chin against my neck and the soft whisper of your lips on my ear, as you breathed things I could barely hear but that still tied my insides into impossible knots of desire. You tugged at the edge of my panties and I ached. You slipped your fingers beneath the cloth onto my skin and my head swam, drunk on desire and the feeling of your chest pressed against my back. By the time you felt my wetness I was walking a wild edge of animal arousal, and when your fingers slid inside I almost tumbled over that edge, waves of bliss coursing across my very bones. My body moved against your hands without my asking, my breath heavy with the electricity between us.

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The Idea – Part 1 [M/F][M/M/F][Shibari][NC][DP][Forced Orgasm] and more in future parts of this story so proceed with [Caution], but this first part has [No Sex]

Your new loft had blessedly high ceilings. Plenty of space to finally build the project you’d been designing for a while, a suspension frame. Your girlfriend was excited for it too, which was a huge plus. She was much less kinky than you–almost completely vanilla, actually–but you discovered a shared love of Shibari. She said she feels beautiful tied up in intricate webs of rope, and she’s absolutely right. Cute dimples, bright eyes, and curves in all the right places; she was a dream to look at, especially when she was trussed up tightly. You would love to show her off, but she’d never agree to that.

You’d tried to surprise her last Christmas with a professional Shibari photo shoot. You’d picked out some new multi-colored ropes and you were sure she’d love the gift, but Christmas day came and she adamantly refused to even consider being tied up in front of anyone but you. The pictures would be just for the two of you to enjoy, you’d insisted (fingers only a little crossed behind your back). No dice. You’d even suggested she be clothed under the ropes, but she still wouldn’t be swayed. It would be “so embarrassing” she’d said. She “could never.” So you’d had a cute winter photo session in the park instead, and broke in the new ropes later, just the two of you. That was just as fun, you’d told her. But it wasn’t. Honestly, it was getting old.