Very few things get me harder than being tied down to a bed, spread eagle, completely at my partner’s mercy. I’m a switch but when I’m yearning to be dominated there’s nothing quite like the feeling of those restraints being secured around my wrists and ankles. My heart rate rises almost as rapidly as my thick, cut cock.
On this particular evening my partner, we’ll call her Stacy, was in the mood to watch me squirm. After she secured me to the bed she took her time slowly crawling up between my legs, planting slow deep kisses along every inch of my lower body. I hadn’t been allowed to cum for the entire week prior which only further heightened my sensitivity and by the time she made it near my cock I was literally throbbing.
She of course wasn’t ready yet to start direct stimulation, opting instead to let me feel her hot breath on my engorged head before allowing my cock to drag between her big, pale breasts. The softness of her tits caressing my rock hard shaft elicited my first light moan of the evening, the restraints the only thing stopping me from popping up and ravaging her right then and there. She continued climbing up my torso until she was straddling me, my helpless cock trying despearatley to rub against her full, plump ass while she teased me with soft and wet kisses.