It is clearly the beginning of a long night when i discover the long lengths of black silk on the purposely rumpled white bedding. I hear your quiet splashes from the bathroom the door ajar over the soft music. I am hard instantly. I cough softly to let you know I know I am here and know what you have in mind. We talked about tying each other up, you said you weren’t ready to try it yet, but clearly you went shopping. The image of your arousal, as you made the seemingly innocent purchases, is almost too much to contain, my grin must be visible from the moon.
I hear you splash a little. I undress just a little. Unbuttoning my crisp white shirt, taking off shoes and socks, the bulge obvious from under my jeans. I wonder how turned on you are.
I realise the trust involved and it draws me impossibly closer to you.
I wonder at the arousal you must have experienced this afternoon, preparing. I realise the perfectionist in you left nothing to chance and it turns me on even more. Did you resist touching your arousal? Did you orgasm in anticipation? I secretly hope you played with yourself teasingly, lingeringly but never came, saving this pleasure for me. I want you on the brink of orgasm instantly. I want to hold you there relentlessly. You know now that my love is unconditional, that it is absolutely safe to share your needs and desires. I share your needs, I cannot be shocked by your desire.
I want the towel to unwrap slowly from your waist and tumble to the floor at my feet, and I want your delectable, groomed body to follow.
I want you to slowly undress me from your submissive position. I want you to see my hard throbbing cock inches from your lips
I want to hand you the short piece of silk and I want your only vision from then on to be your erotic mind. I want you to know you are going to be first. You can have your way with me after.
I want your blindfolded vision to focus on my needy cock, I want this slow, enjoyable and the pleasure drawn out, the sensuality and climax heightened.
I slowly wrap indulgent soft silk around your left wrist, I knot it softly. Gently the trail of silk crosses your arm, up your shoulder, I see your nipple stiffen as it reaches the swell of your breast and you suck air in as we both suddenly realise you have been holding your breath, Oh fuck I am turned on, I want to force your lips onto myself, but hold back. I tie your right wrist. Pulling on the two lengths of silk I separate your arms from your body, lifting you onto your feet. You are naked and totally exposed, and I can see this is paradoxically turning you on. It is charming in its beauty. I want to take you and fuck you hard now. Instead I tie each length to a post on the bed, leaving you standing facing the bed, Right to the head of the bed, left to the foot. With my foot, I push each of your feet in turn apart, stretching you into a widespread stance, exposing you further.
Silk slides down your body, over arms, down your back, the sensuality heightening the experience for both of us. you moan as the silk slides from your taught ass to your tender inner thighs, the silk collecting moisture as it travels, your lips being traced, silk being sodden, the silk glides to your ankles and you realise they are to be tied next, your legs trembling in anticipation. I gently bite my way down your flank, hands tracing your body with warmth. I find a swollen breast with each palm, feeling hardened nipples pressing back, with this your ass pushes back and finds my cock, I bite the nap of your neck with just enough tongue, and you feel my cock jump at the contact. My hand now teases your lips, swollen, apart, needing more touch.
I tease them in long steady strokes, feeling the wetness begin to cover you, making the contact smooth, slick and so sexy. I take the tip of my cock and tease you and myself in this tiny delicious wetness. I brush across your clit and we both gasp.
I need more, so do you. I step around you, hands on your torso, sliding all over. I am on the bed now, lying on my back facing up at you. Drinking you in visually, my head slides between your legs and I kiss you tenderly, my tongue slowly finding the core of your heat, and I feel your legs give a little, your arms catching you as you wind the silk around them for support, I move slowly, dragging wetness from your lips to your hard, swollen clit. I roll my tongue just around your clit, not giving the full contact you need. You moaning is loud and constant now, and you know how that turns me on. I keep slowly teasing you, circling you, penetrating you, I begin kneading your ass, squeezing, softly licking, engulfing you in my hot mouth, You begin to rock against me trying in vain to set the pace, fulfil your need. You are close now, you begin that familiar tremble, your thighs quiver and so I stop.
I release you from your standing position and notice how weak your legs are. I lay you down on the bed on your back and bind you helpless to my ministrations once again.
Slowly my lips and tongue explore the surfaces of your body, you are at the point of begging for delicious release. It is time to stretch your boundaries. I begin to inset my fingers into you one at a time. My mouth locks relentlessly onto your clitoris, in swirling sweeping, flicking, pulsing, biting, breathing, soft, hard unpredictable contact. You are close as my hand fills you, my tongue flicks across your clit and your shocked scream announces your journey into convulsive, spent, helpless tumbling release begins, your arms pull at the bounds, your legs quiver against theirs forced separation and you melt my mind into orgasmic erotic bliss. I know you will lie there for a few minutes relishing your joy before victimising me in delicious return
……..unfinished
