1 comments/ 37811 views/ 1 favorites Her Turn By: Exogenous The room was aglow with candles, lightly scenting the air with an exotic fragrance. Steve and Nicole stood at the foot of the bed, passionately kissing and fondling each other’s sensuous curves and bulges. He held her face in his hands as he deeply kissed her while she unbuttoned his shirt. Then she and pushed the shirt off his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Nicole ran her hands up and down his arms, caressing his face, her fingers played in his hair. The faint smell of Steve’s cologne mixed with his own scent was so provocative. Steve helped her take off her dress, pulling it up over her head and nuzzled his face in Nicole’s neck, nibbling her ear lobes, kissing and biting her throat. She reached behind her, under the bedspread, and brought out two lengths of cotton rope. Each rope had a loop on one end and a leather wrist cuff on the other end. Nicole looked intently into her lover’s eyes. “Tonight you must do as I say or else there will be consequences. Trust me, obey me, and you’ll enjoy as much pleasure as I will,” She softly said as she kissed his cheek and reached for his right wrist. Steve pulled back to look down into her eyes. He felt unsure of what she truly meant, not completely comfortable with this submissive role “Come on now, Steve.” She stared at him, her head tilted slightly, an I-dare-you-to-deny-me look on her face. “I didn’t realize you were serious about it. I wasn’t expecting this.” He tried to kiss her but she turned her head away. “That’s the point, you weren’t supposed to be expecting anything. It wouldn’t be any good if you had time to ‘prepare’ yourself for what may come. No more talk,” Nicole reached down and grabbed his right hand, slipping the leather cuff around his wrist. “All right. But you have stop if I say so,” he conceded with a stipulation. “Don’t be such a wimp. You know you want this. You even described specific things you wanted to happen. There’s no turning back, baby. You’ve got your safe word, if you really feel you must use it, then you can trust that I’ll stop if I hear you even whisper it,” she had a mischievous glint in her eyes. They had spoken of this fantasy several times over the last few weeks. She’d decided she was through with talking and wanted to act it out, now. The only way to start was to catch him off guard. Her heart was racing as she saw the look of uncertainty in Steve’s eyes. But she had worked up the nerve, had it all planned out, and was psyched up to play her part in their fantasy. Tonight was the night to fulfill what Steve had agreed he’d like to try. Nicole moved out from between his body and the footboard to slip the loop of the rope over the bedpost to his right, then captured his left wrist and secured it to the other bedpost. She stood on her tiptoes and whispered close to his ear, “I’ll be right back. Just relax and think sexy thoughts.” She dragged her nails down his spine then pinched his ass and left the room. A few moments later she came in carrying a tall glass of ice water and a velvet bag and set them on the nightstand. She opened the bag and pulled out a few items, laying them neatly on the bed by the pillows. Steve’s eyes roamed Nicole’s sensuous body. Her pale, full breasts were barely contained in her peach-colored bra. The silky, matching panties hugged her round ass. The black, thigh-high stockings, and black, high-heeled sandals made her legs look long. He could feel a stirring in his groin as he pondered their roles reversed, and what he’d like to do with her. Right at that moment he wished he could tie her up and bury his face in her pussy. Nicole looked up and smiled, pushing her long, dark hair back away from her face. “You’d like to touch, wouldn’t you?” she asked as she caressed her tits, pushing them together for deeper cleavage. “We’ll see if you earn the right to do so. Your binds allow you a small amount of freedom but you will keep still; anything I allow you to do will only be with my permission. Oh, and one last thing darling,” she stepped close to him and held his chin to make him look directly into her eyes, “you may only refer to me as Mistress, or Mistress Nicole. Do you understand?” Her face was completely neutral as she tried to remain calm. Her heart was racing as she could not wait to get started. She knew Steve thought she was only playing a little game. But if things went well, there might be many more nights such as this in the future! Steve cleared his throat and smiled down at her, “Yes, I do, Mistress.” He almost laughed thinking how cute she appeared, trying to look so tough. He wondered how bad things could get; she didn’t have a mean bone, let alone a dominant trait, in her body. Nicole climbed up on the end of the bed, onto her knees, face to face with him and leaned over to kiss him. Her tongue darted over his lips, then into his mouth. They explored each other’s mouths for a few moments. Steve instinctively brought his hands up to touch her but was chagrined at the feel of the restraints. Her hands moved up and down his muscular shoulders and arms, and the thought of controlling his strength thrilled her. Nicole then teased his nipples, flicking each nipple, rolling the tips of her fingers on his taut, tiny pebbles. She pulled her mouth away from his lips and kissed his cheek. She kissed and bit his throat then moved up to his ear, sucking on the lobe. “Mmmmm let’s have some fun, shall we?” she whispered and softly giggled. He moved his head to the side and tried to kiss her but she pushed his face away. “Oh, now you have just disobeyed me. Did you hear me say that you could try to kiss me.” Her eyes sparkled with excitement and Steve frowned and looked down. “Well, did you here me give you permission?” she raised her voice and pulled his face up. “No, Nikki” he answered and was rewarded with a slap on his cheek. His eyes widened and his face reddened in anger. “No…who?” she smiled sweetly at him, her eyebrows raised in question. “No, Mistress” he forced from his throat. “Really, Mistress, I don’t think this is going to work.” Nicole grabbed his jaw and put her face up close to his. “I didn’t ask you to think, slave. Yes, that’s right, you’re my slave. You’re my slut if that’s how I want to think of you. Don’t you take that tone of voice with me, either. You just stand there and look handsome and let me handle everything. See, you don’t even have to do anything! All you have to do is relax and enjoy the ride. Now shut up and behave. But let me advise you I have no aversion to disciplining you when necessary. In fact, the very thought of it makes me so hot and wet!” She laughed and caressed the cheek she’d just slapped. Nicole leaned down to suck and bite his nipples and reached to release his belt and opened his pants. His stomach constricted as her hand brushed against his penis, which was beginning to harden. She climbed off the bed and squatted behind him to pull his pants, shorts, and socks off. While she was low she reached up and grabbed his ass, a hand on each cheek and squeezed, digging her nails in. At the bite of her nails he pulled his butt in, jerking his hips forward. Nicole slapped his buttock hard, “Your ass, your whole body, is mine and you will not pull away from me!” Then he felt her fingertips lightly tracing the crease between his ass cheek and thigh, from his hip in toward his anus. Steve concentrated on standing still as this sensation stirred the early stages of an erection. He could feel the blood swelling his member, engorging it, making it throb. The tip of his penis rubbed along the footboard and he strained to remain still as her fingers teased his anus and balls. She kissed his tight buttocks, licking and biting each cheek and reached between his legs to caress his growing shaft. Standing up she hugged him from behind and caressed his nipples with her fingers. She pressed herself against his back, the lace of her bra felt slightly scratchy on his skin. Nicole wrapped her right leg around his right leg as she rubbed her groin against him. She loved the feel of her body pressed against the length of his. He groaned as she pinched his nipples hard, pulling on them. Suddenly she was gone and he made the mistake of turning to look behind him. He was treated to a sharp, hot sting on the back of his thigh and jerked his leg up. Nicole stood to his side and out of the corner of his eye he saw that she had his belt folded in half, in her hand. “What do you think you’re doing with that?!” his voice was harsh, his eyes betrayed his indignation. He grunted when he felt another sting on his ass as she slapped the belt across it, twice. He was shocked and a little irritated, not expecting things to go this far. “You don’t seem to be able to follow instructions. But you’ll learn, my slave.” Her voice was hard. She whipped his ass with the belt a half dozen times causing his eyes to water. He swallowed hard as he realized she was serious, not just playing a game. In his anger he thought that if she were going to play for real, he would endure it; he would not give her the satisfaction of pushing his buttons. So, for the time being he decided to resign himself and obey her wishes. Steve turned his head forward and looked straight ahead, standing perfectly still. But he could not help wonder how far his “mistress” was willing to go, and how much he was really willing to take. His ass burned with wide, red stripes. The warmth wrapped around to his groin like caressing fingers, tingling and tantalizing. What really surprised and frustrated him was his body’s betrayal. He was suddenly aware that his cock had throbbed and ached in exquisite anticipation with each swat of the belt. He almost wanted more, just to see if it brought him to a climax. He could barely fathom the idea of pain bringing on an orgasm. “That’s better, now you’re beginning to understand. You can be such a good slut if you want to!” Nicole tossed the belt on the bed and returned to him, rubbing her body up and down his back and ass, and fondled his balls. She paused and leaned down to kiss the red marks on his cheeks, licking the length of the lines over his curves. She petted his cock and discovered he was dripping with pre-cum. “Oh, my big, strong slut boy seems to have enjoyed that punishment! See, baby? Now you’re getting into it!” she giggled and rapidly stroked his rod until she noticed he was becoming tensed up. She stopped before he came and he groaned and slumped his shoulders. Nicole could barely contain her excitement! Her breath quickened and her heart was pounding so hard. When she glanced down at her breasts they actually pulsated with each beat of her heart and she grinned happily. The rush of energy she felt from this little exercise was coursing throughout her from head to toe. Her breasts felt so full, as if they were about to burst from her bra. She reached her fingers under her panties and felt giddy at how saturated the crotch was from her lubrication. For a few moments she lingered behind him to regain her composure while admiring his red ass. No matter how badly she wanted to shove his big, thick cock into her throbbing pussy she wanted to play this out and make it last. She still had a few tricks to put him through. She went around to the side of the bed and paused to remove her bra. Then she turned her back to him as she slowly slid her panties down, bending over to give him a nice view. He could see how wet she was, her slick juice smeared all over her cunt. Her ass was so round and inviting he wondered what it would be like to take her in the ass, how tight that would be! She picked up the glass of water and turned back to him as she drank. The condensation dripped from the glass to her chest, the few drops trickled to her right nipple. He suddenly noticed both her nipples were flushed and erect and realized she was really getting off on doing this. She smiled and helped him take a nice long drink as well. She set the glass down, climbed up on the bed, and lied down on her back with her head toward him. Looking up at his face she caressed her breasts and teased her pink, hard buds, pinching and pulling. Sharp sensations raced to her pussy and she couldn’t help slowly move her hips up and down. Then she reached down with one hand and began to rub her swollen cunt, her fingers easily sliding along the folds of her luscious vulva. She seductively licked her lips and closed her eyes, moaning as she pleasured herself. Then she raised her fingers to her mouth and sucked them, licking her own juices. He licked his lips just thinking of the taste of her, the feel of her pussy on his mouth. Steve pulled on the ropes and lean forward. At his movement she looked up and reached back to pull his cock to her mouth. She licked and nibbled the ridge of his head, barely slipping it just past her lips. Nicole stroked her fingertips up and down his hot, smooth shaft, her touch was feather light. His heart was pounding, his hands were squeezed into fists, pulling on his restraints. He ached to touch her tits, hold her head and fuck her mouth like she deserved. Her taunting made his balls feel deliciously tight. She started to stroke him faster, taking his cock deeper into her mouth. Her teeth scraped along his shaft which she followed with her luscious tongue swirling around his thick rod. He felt his climax beginning to build again. As soon as Nicole noticed his body tense up and saw the change on his face she pulled away from him. She rolled onto her stomach and slapped his dick. “No, no! Not yet! I want to play a while longer, I want this to last.” She got up on her knees and reached between her legs covering her fingers with her juices and wet her nipples with her sweet moisture. Then she reached up, grabbed his hair and pulled his face to her tits. “Ahhh…you’ve been pretty good so far, my poor baby. Here, I’ll let you kiss my breasts, suck my nipples, taste my sex. Mmmmmm, you do that so well, my lover! But I know you can do better. Come on, suck me like you mean it!” She urged him on, smashing his face against her huge, round tits. “Oh…yes, that makes me so hot!” He sucked her hard, biting and pulling her hard buds, wishing he could taste more of her. His cock was so painfully hard he wanted to scream if she made him wait much longer. She gently pulled away and leaned back on the bed, facing him. “I’ve got some toys here. What would you like to do now? Oh wait, watch this.” She reached behind her and grasped a long, thick vibrator, shaped like a real, erect penis. Then slipped it around her vulva, tracing up and down. Nicole turned it on and slid it into her dripping pussy, moving it slowly in and out, her hips finding a rolling rhythm. “Oh, too bad you’re tied up. You could be doing this for me, with your own gorgeous cock.” He watched helplessly as she fucked herself and he found his hips were moving in rhythm, too. His dick was dark purple, straining within its skin, rubbing against the footboard. He looked down and could see glistening pre-cum dripping from the tip of his bulging head. “Oh, Mistress Nicole, please…please let me cum in you, let me fuck your sweet pussy!” Steve leaned forward, pleading, aching to touch her. “Enough, already! This is agony!” “My poor slave. This is so difficult for you, isn’t it?” Nicole mocked him. She moved the vibrator in and out faster and faster, sliding it up to brush against her swollen clit now and then. With her other hand she continued to play with her nipples, pinching as hard as she could. The tension was building in her womb, her pussy was so tight. She groaned loudly. “Watch me! I’m going to cum for you! Watch me!” And he cried out with her as she let go. Her hips lifted high off the bed giving him a beautiful view of her sopping wet cunt. He could even smell her erotic scent. She cried out and fucked her pussy as hard as she could. She could not stop groaning; Steve thought the sound of her cries and moans were so beautiful in her ecstasy. As she calmed down she shivered and sighed. He could see tears in her eyes but a wistful smile of contentment on her pretty lips. She pulled the vibrator out and turned it off, resting for a moment, catching her breath. She slowly got up on her knees and brought the vibrator to his mouth. “Here you go my sweet slut boy, you may taste me. Taste my cum. Lick this big cock clean.” She gently rubbed it across his lips and his face flushed dark red. Sheepishly, he began to lick the vibrator, tasting her on it. Then she pushed it into his mouth and made him suck on it. He felt embarrassed, forced to suck on the life-like phallus. But the act excited him to have that which was just inside her pussy now in his own mouth. He licked every last trace of her off of the thick sex toy. “That’s all of the show for now. Hey, do you think it’s true that if you cannot see, that your other senses become heightened?” She stepped behind him and pulled a blindfold over his eyes, tightly securing it. Then he felt her fingers sliding down his inner legs to his ankles. She secured his ankles to a bar, forcing his legs to be spread a couple of feet. “Now, my good little slave, you’re in for a treat. I have always wondered what this would feel like, but we’ll try it out on you first, and you can describe it to me, ok?” “Wait, what are you going to do?” Steve’s voice was slightly strained. “Mistress, you are exhausting me. I can’t go any longer. I’m begging you to let me come now. Please.” He sighed heavily. “Please?” “Do you want to use your safe word? If you really want to stop just say it. But I think you can handle little more. I promise you your turn is near. You’ve been so good you deserve your just reward.” Nicole ran her hands up and down his back, trying to sooth him, comfort him into lasting a little longer. She eased her fingers up and down the crack between his cheeks, softly pressing on his anus. He remained silent with his head down. Should he give in? His pride did not want to concede to her by speaking his safe word. He became distracted by her hand massaging his neck and shoulders. Then he flinched as he felt a cold wetness on his anus. “Tell me what you’re doing” his whisper was harsh. He wasn’t sure he wanted to continue. His cock hurt so badly he wondered if it would ever feel normal again. But the stimulation to his anus was creating a new excitement in the pit of his stomach. “Shhhh. Concentrate on relaxing your ass. You’re going to feel a small pressure. Just remember to keep breathing and try to stay relaxed.” Her fingers manipulated lubricant around and inside his anus. He gasped when she inserted two fingers, sliding in and out a bit. His heart was racing, his rock hard cock was throbbing in anticipation, ready to explode! “Oh Mistress, please come here and suck me off, I need to come!” “Soon, my slave boy.” Steve felt something hard and unyielding press against his asshole and gently push in. Remembering what she’d said he released his breath, concentrating on staying relaxed. As the round tip of the dildo eased past his sphincter he squeezed his eyes shut, as if to exclude the feeling of ultimate intrusion. The tissues were so sensitive but he felt discomfort rather than actual pain. He could feel little spasms inside his ass, like pleasant electric jolts. Just as he thought she was done and he began to relax she pushed it farther in. He gasped, realizing the dildo must be graduating in size as it was more full, stretching him a bit. Steve tightened his ass. He thought it so ironic that he wanted to shut out the feeling yet wanted her to continue pushing into his ass. He felt her fingers petting his cock, her lips kissing his ass, soothing him into releasing his muscles. Then another push, and Steve couldn’t help taking a sharp gasp, feeling the larger end being shoved into is tight asshole. She pulled back a bit, then pushed in again, slowly beginning to fuck his ass with it. He groaned as it stretched him, filled him, going deeper. Nicole’s fingers teased his cock, driving him mad! Her Turn After "The Visitor", it made him realize how much she loved him to share him like that with another woman. At that moment, he decided to fulfill another fantasy of his with her. It took him almost 2 months to get it arranged. A lot of nights on-line, looking for "helpers" to help pull off his next fantasy. A couple of times during the process, he wondered if he was doing the right thing and how would he handle what he was putting together. On the other hand, just the thought of it got his cock hard and he couldn't wait for the night to arrive. He made the arrangements to have a babysitter for an all-nighter so that he and she could spend the night together in the Hilton at Easton. After dinner and a couple of drinks at Fados, they walked over to the Hilton to settle down for the night. Due to his status as a Hilton Honors member, they had been upgraded to the suite level so had 2 nice sized rooms all to themselves. They both stripped down and jumped in the shower to get ride of the smell from the smoke at Fados. While in the shower, much of the time was spent in a tight embrace, slowly rubbing their hands over their partner's body. Much time was spent on playing with each other's nipples along with their respective excited sex organ (one very hard cock that was dripping pre-cum and one very wet pussy that had juices practically running down her thighs). After some play, they got dried off and headed for the bedroom. At first, she sat on the edge of the bed and took his cock into her mouth, slowly sliding her other arm around his ass, heading for his ass. While she sucked his cock, she slowly slid her finger along the crack of his ass to his asshole and started to tease it. As she pressed in on it, she could feel his cock jump in her mouth. He pressed her away and told her to lay down on the bed, that he had a surprise for her. She giggled and wantonly opened her legs and ran her finger along her very wet pussy and told me that she was game for anything. He laughed and went to the closet and pulled out a bag. In it, he retrieved their handcuffs and a blindfold. She looked at him and asked, "what are you going to do with those, my lover?" He smiled at her as he walked over, ran his finger along her wet slit and said, "I'm going to fuck your brains out! Of course!" With that, he carefully secured her hands to the bedpost. He made sure that her blindfold was tight and that it wouldn't slip off during what was coming. She was already moaning, rubbing her legs together. He helped by biting on her nipples while he ran a finger along her wet slit, listening to her moan with desire. He slowly licked his way down her, stopping to suck on her pussy for a couple of minutes. She loved it when he sucked hard on her clit and showed it when she came again. After that, he got up and said, "just a minute, I need to go to the bathroom". She heard him walk over and a couple of minutes later, the toilet flushed. She heard footsteps and felt his tongue back in her pussy. God, how I love having my pussy sucked she thought as she started to climax again, straining against the handcuffs. She felt him back off and start to kiss the side of her legs. All of a sudden, she felt a hard cock touch her lips, pushing its way into her mouth. By reflex she opened her mouth, allowing it to slide into her mouth. Her brain was trying to register what was going on when she felt both of her nipples being sucked. It suddenly dawned on her that there were a number of people in the room with them and out of the blue, she felt her next climax hit her. A cock in her mouth, both of her nipples being sucked on while someone was doing a masterful job on her pussy. What was next? She then heard him whisper in her ear, "turn about is fair play my love. Tonight you are going to be fucked hard, fucked long and fucked in a variety of ways. I'm now going to untie your hands since there is a hard cock and a wet pussy waiting to be serviced by your hands." She felt her hands being freed and instantly felt a very hard cock being placed in one hand while her other hand was taken and rubbed up against someone's very wet pussy. He continued, "You are NOT to take off your blindfold. My voice will be the only voice that you will hear tonight, telling you what to do in case it isn't obvious by the way the hands are moving you. Just to let you know, my cock will not be involved in the activities tonight. I'm going to be sitting in a chair next to the bed, playing with my cock, watching you be satisfied. I love you so relax and enjoy what is going to happen." The next hour (or was it a couple of hours?) was a blur of orgasms. The original cock in my mouth didn't take long to cum, filling my mouth so fast that it ran out of my mouth. However I felt a mouth, lick the side of my face, catching it. That cock was replaced by a new, hard cock. The person licking my pussy left and I felt the head of someone else's cock slowly enter my pussy and starting stroking in and out. The cock that had been in my hand was replaced with someone's pussy (also dripping wet). The pussy on my other hand also grasped my hand as she came. (I could hear her moan of orgasm). The 2nd cock in my mouth also exploded, filling it with cum. I had barely finished swallowing when I felt someone lower there pussy onto my mouth. My tongue reached out to start licking and I tasted even more cum! Both pussy's on my hands came and moved away from me. All of a sudden, it seemed like I was alone. Then I heard his voice, "get on her hands and knees. It is time for the grand finale. Rocket blasts of orgasms!" I felt a large, hard cock slide into my pussy and slowly start stroking in and out. I then felt someone lube my ass and insert a finger into my asshole. Then it was 2 fingers. Then 3. My first orgasm hit me. Suddenly I felt a cock start to push into my ass. I groaned and then I had both a cock in my pussy and a cock in my ass. I felt my nipples being drawn into mouths and someone placed a hand on the back of my head, drawing me down into their pussy. ORGASM! ORGASM! ORGASM! I also found that I couldn't stop cumming. "FUCK ME HARD. HARDER! HARDER! FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM! FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR CUM!! NOW, NOW, NOW. Then my head seemed to explode with colors as I started to cum and cum and cum. I could feel cocks exploding into my ass and pussy. They were replaced with mouths sucking the cum out of me. The orgasms started to cum and wouldn't stop. After a few minutes, it was too much and I passed out. I don't know how long it was but when I awoke, I was laying next to him in bed, with his cock in my pussy, just laying there, watching me. "I love you so much" he said. I smiled weakly and said, "I love you too". He leaned forward to kiss me and as his cock started to slide back and forth in my pussy, we both came together. Her Turn She was hungry for him all day. Messages, calls, thoughts, assignments, even the little theme of the day. All of him – he just made her crave like never before. Her body hasn't been more alive than in the last month. For some reason today was overwhelming. She HAD to have, had to touch. She just HAD to taste and feel and experience more of him – like an obsession. They were in an elevator. From the lobby to the 3rd floor there was another couple in the elevator. She didn't care. She leaned her back to his front so he could put his arms around her. She pushed her ass in to his cock feeling it grow, pushing it against her. She moaned – on purpose – looking at the other couple – knowing she was making them uncomfortable. She saw in the woman's eyes, though, that she was aroused. They still left at the next floor. Oh well, it didn't matter to her. They still had a ways to go, but she wasn't taking any chances. She wasn't waiting – she couldn't wait. Pushing the stop button, she looked at him, at his surprised expression on his face. He was completely unused to her acting this way. He was always in charge. Yet today – she was obsesses. What was it about him that made her act like a feral animal? She turned around to him and started to unbutton his shirt revealing his marvelous chest. At first her eyes didn't leave his. Her fingers run up and down his chest. God, she loved his chest – just the right amount of hair splayed all over it – dark and gray combined. She started to kiss each inch of his chest, concentrating on his nipples. In the last few months he made her realize just how sensitive her nipples can be. This was his turn. She sees how sensitive they were, reacting so well to her tongue and lips. He starts to say something and immediately she comes up and kisses him – passionately, deliberately quieting him communicating her need – her need to just take. She melts in to his kiss – she's told him before that his mouth needs a warning label. It knows when to be hard, when to be soft, when to be possessive, and when to just taste. She kisses down his neck, feasting on how delicious his skin tastes. She loves to experience what tasting him does to her body – how it makes her tingle – how it makes her want. She won't be denied what she wants right now – or delayed as he many times does to her. Later, when he takes back control – yes – she thrives on that, too. Now though – now he's hers. She kisses all over his neck, nuzzling, licking, tasting, inhaling. She kisses down his chest and plays again with his sensitive nipples. Then she licks down, down, down to his tummy, his navel. "Laine, lets get to the room," he says a bit short of breath. She stands up again and kisses him and looks deeply in to his eyes. He sees the answer in them and stops saying anything. She kneels again and rubs her hand against the bulge in his pants. She deftly unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans. Then, reaching inside his silk boxer shorts, she takes his cock out. Again she looks up to his eyes and takes him deep in her mouth. Hearing that slight gasp makes her so wet and even more aroused. She licks the head of his cock with the flat of her tongue. She rubs it on her face, all around, inhaling his scent. She licks around the rim with the tip of her tongue, squeezing his cock gently. She then takes him all the way inside her mouth, deep. She hears another gasp – what a wonderful sound. She takes him out of her mouth and removes her soft sweater revealing a sheer pink bra. She smiles as she removes her bra and hands it to him. She then places his rock hard cock in between her breasts – not caring where they are – and squeezing her breasts, lifts him in to her mouth again. Deep, deeper. She takes him, inhales him, tightens her lips around his cock like he taught her. In...in...deeper, gagging herself. She keeps massaging her breasts around him and sucks him in. His moan tells her that he likes the feeling of her soft breasts cradling his cock. "Pinch my nipples, Sir, please." Even though she addresses him correctly and asks nicely, she knows that, for once, she is in control. Although he could turn the tables on her, he's allowed her this and won't do it. She appreciates and understands the gift that it is. As she cradles and sucks and gags on him, he pinches and plays and caresses her nipples, pulling and tugging as he knows drives her insane. "More, Laine, more," his voice is raspy. Hearing him crave as she's been made to crave is heady and she sucks him deeper, farther, gagging herself. She puts her hands on his hips and move him inside her, more...more...more. She motions that she wants him to move his hips, to fuck her mouth. She knows she HAS to swallow him. He follows what she needs, he gives her what she wants. She hears him moan and gasp as she takes and takes, sucking and taking him as deep as he can go. Deeper still. "Ohhhhh, YES, Laine, that's sooooo good!" his voice is on that edge – his whole body tensing. She feels his delicious cock, the pulse gets stronger, his cock gets thicker, the throb becomes more powerful. She can't decide whether she wants his essence all over her breasts and nipples or down her throat. She chooses to swallow him and just as she feels his hips get more urgent in their thrusting, she tightens her lips and moves her mouth farther down. Then she heard that primal growl she adores as he fills her with the sweetest essence he ever gave to her. She swallows it all; keeping him in her mouth longer than she should feeling his spasms rack his body. She then stands up, kisses, him, looks deep in his eyes and thank him for his gift. She puts her clothes back on and zips him up and then push the button on the elevator watching him hurry to button his shirt before the door opens. Her Turn As we enter the room, I ask you to take off your shirt, and stretch out on the bed. This time, I am in charge. You can do as you like later. I want to be dominated, controlled, but not right now. I ask you to put your hands behind your head. You comply, smiling, and I crawl on to the bed beside you, then straddle your hips. I run my hands down your sides, touching for the very first time. I ask you to close your eyes, and you ask, "Why?" "Because I will stop if you don't." Your eyes drift closed, but a little smile remains. I lean forward, my hands on either side of your body. That scent, uniquely yours, fills my nose. Spicy, exotic, you. Musky, yet with a hint of some exotic spice I've smelled before, but can't quite place. Gazing down, I admire the strength, beauty in your face and body. Salt and pepper hair, kept short, and a goatee, going a little more grey than dark, but still neatly kept and soft to the touch. I rub my cheek along your jaw; tickle my nose with your beard. Muscled from years of athletics and working with you hands, but with a hint of that middle aged extra padding, you are beautiful. Your body is all long lines, gently sculpted, magnificent. Your grin widens as I plant tiny kisses along your jaw line, and then move down your throat, to the pulse at the base of your neck. I can hear your breath hitch, ever so slightly, feel your pulse speed up. The slight cover of hair makes my nose tingle, and when I tug gentle, I feel you growl beneath me. Enjoying this, are we? I want to taste you. Scent and taste, so closely linked they are a powerful combination taken together. Will I get a taste of cinnamon? Or do you taste a bit earthier? Slightly salty, but with a masculine taste I can't quite place. I flick my tongue across one nipple, then the other. I trace each rib, first with a fingernail, then with tongue, and continue tormenting you, alternating now between licking, nipping, and sucking on each abused nipple. A little squirm and I have better access to your chest. Now I can use both hands to touch as well! I can feel you starting to get hard beneath me. You ask me if you can... readjust. Of course, I don't want you in pain. A low moan comes from your throat as I shift. Believe me, I am not going anywhere. The torment has just begun. I continue moving down your chest, to your stomach, pausing only briefly to torture your belly button. It makes you squirm, and me giggle, as I move lower. Refusing to relinquish the feeling of fun, I reach down and bite the flesh along your side. You gasp and jump a little, but I don't bite down enough to leave a mark. I put just enough pressure to make sure I still have your attention. You twitch, your breathing stops for a heartbeat, as I unbutton your pants, pull down the zipper. It is a bit difficult, as you are straining against the fabric. I can hardly wait. I need your help, to get your clothing out of the way. I don't want to hurt you, as I am far too eager to see the package. Seeing your hands shake, just a touch, makes me even hotter, and my mouth waters. You stroke my hair for a moment. "Put your hands back behind your head, or I will stop." You put them back behind your head, enjoying the game, probably planning for your turn. I look down upon the dick that has emerged from your jeans. Oh, my, God. I have never had any more than six inches! I tilt my head down, and lick you from base to tip. I reach forward, and cup your balls in my hand, playing with the silky softness, before moving my hand to the base of your dick. I make myself comfortable, and use my dominant hand to stroke, as I suckle you, just like a lollipop. Never losing contact, I take just the tip of you in my mouth, sucking, just a little. I run the tip of my tongue just under the head, and watch your reaction. I can feel your pulse and breath jump, feel you tremble, watch the goose bumps rise on your skin. Muscles are standing out now, tense from the need to touch, do something. Each stroke, I take you a little deeper. I can't take it all, but I take as much as I can, heating you up. I reach to the side of the bed, and grab the little bottle waiting there for just this occasion. It has been in the car, so it is cold, as I put two or three drops on the tip of your dick, now quivering. You gasp, and jerk -- that's cold. I chuckle... guess I am just going to have to warm you up again. I drive you as deep as I can, and just hold you there, not moving, for a heartbeat, before giving you 3, 4, 5 quick strokes with my hand still firmly wrapped around you. Hmmm. I wonder... Can I suck on you, while you are rubbing between my boobs? I unbutton my shirt; shrug it off to the side. I was planning for this -- I unhook the front hooks on my bra, still sucking on you, and drop it off the side of the bed. I cup each breast, and wrap them around you. Thrust for me, just a little. You taste amazing. I can hear something, I think it is you, moaning, ever so softly, or is it me? Can you get any harder? Is that possible? I want to find out. I trace my free hand along the lines of your legs, watching you tense and jerk with each move. You are allowed to touch, now. You wrap your hands in my hair, so you can watch, so you can have some control over what I am doing to you. The vein on your dick is standing out, and you are purple from all the blood rushing to make you harder. Tell me what to do, what I can do better, what you like. You are so silky, and hard. I'm still learning...teach me how to make you moan, quiver, and beg. I want to taste you -- all of you. Moving, I wrap my hand around the base, and begin to suck in earnest. Your hips are moving off the bed. You are getting close, so close. I can feel your hands in my hair, urging me on, controlling me through your grip. Do you know how exciting that is for me? Your balls start to tighten up -- you are close. You are moaning steadily now, meaningless sounds, that no less make both of us more excited. I am ready -- I want this. I want to swallow you, feel you lose control; watch you as you come in my mouth. This, this is amazing. The salty taste, a little bitter wash over my tongue, as you finally can't move any more. The last few drops dribble out, as I clean you up with lips and tongue. As you are able to breathe again, you chuckle softly, and draw me up beside you. "Is it my turn, kitten?" you whisper in my hair. I just smile, knowing it will be a while before you exact your revenge. Her Turn The hour is late. Solemnly he holds out the freshly shuffled deck of cards. Equally as serious, she cuts the deck. He draws the top card and cuts the deck for her. Eyes in constant contact she flips her card as he flipped his -- hers revealing the Queen of Diamonds, his a lowly ten of spades. "Are you sure? We could draw again -- best two out of three?" Her voice sounding slightly strained as she answers his eager plea. "You know the rules." Sighing in mock resignation -- his body already beginning to respond to her "win" he transfers the deck of cards to a bedside table and flops his body at an angle across the King sized bed. "I'm all yours -- do with me what you will." Now that her turn has come -- she is nervous -- oh, not nervous of her lover -- not worried that anything will go wrong....well, not really at least...this was the first time she'd ever ventured this far into fantasy....would he find it too kinky? Perverted? Noting the twinkle in his eye, she straddles his body -- still clothed -- and reaches to open a drawer in the bedside stand. Almost without intention, his right hand reaches up to lightly stroke her back...her hair...so often they lose themselves in each other -- any scripted intentions long forgotten in their long hours of love-making....delicious...erotic...imaginative... "No touching." She tries for a stern tone of voice -- but even his most casual touch bypasses her defenses -- combining the erotic intensity of their physicality with the unparalleled depth of their love and commitment... Obediently, he lets her straighten up with whatever she had retrieved from the drawer held behind her back. Still straddling him...her skirt almost touching the bed on one side of his legs, her other leg knee down on his other side, but the skirt having caught on itself revealing several inches of smooth thigh for his viewing pleasure. She sees his expression...deliberately sliding her gaze down to the growing bulge in his jeans...sliding her unoccupied hand down the outside edge of his jeans as she eases off the bed...With a last admonition of "Stay put. Don't move a muscle...at least not any of those that you can control. Oh -- I changed my mind - while I'm getting our...supplies ready, just slip off those tight jeans so I can see those incredible legs." With no fear that he would disobey, she glides around the corner and retrieves something else that would add some interesting fun to their night. Quickly shucking her panties and skirt, unbuttoning her blouse takes too long so its buttons get stressed as she impatiently pulls it over her head - - making an impatient sound as it gets stuck comically on her head... "Having trouble, love? I'll take your turn if you're not up to it, darling...after all...last time is a hard act to follow..." He chuckles, loving the way that he can tease and almost taunt her...his love taking any sting out of the words. His breath catches as she comes around the corner...wearing high heels that he knows she won't keep on for long...an old fashioned garter belt with thigh-high stockings...a push-up bra that uses a mere suggestion of substance to pull together her small, beautifully responsive breasts. He can feel his cock come to attention, tenting his briefs...another item of clothing not likely to remain on for long... As she approaches the bed, his expression brings the sexual self-confidence back to her face...she almost purrs as she says "give me your arm." He complies and she lightly ties a silk scarf around his right arm...looping the other end around the old-fashioned bedpost and tying it so that he could rest his arm on top of the bed but not so loosely that he could touch her. "This is new. Interesting. Now do you make me your love slave?" She bends over -- untying the knot on the bedpost. "I was just teasing, love -- please continue -- I'll stop talking" She breaks character enough to pile on top of him with a passionate kiss on his lips. "I forgot to take your shirt off. You like that shirt so I don't want to have to cut it off -- so take off your shirt like a good little love slave and then I'll get back to torturing you." The shirt gives a slight ripping sound as he wastes no time in peeling it off and throwing it haphazardly into another corner of the room. Her giggle stands in lovely contradiction to the colorful silk bonds that she spills carelessly on his lower stomach....their silky touch sliding over his skin and tightening his erection until he half-expects it to poke through his briefs independent of any help... She carefully reties his arm to the bedpost, making the knots secure but with a slip knot finish that he could ALMOST reach with his thumbs....if he could work those slip knot ends into his palms...she ties the other arm in similar fashion...straddling his body with her rear facing him...her lovely pantyless bottom facing him, enhanced by the black garter and sheer black thigh-highs...too far for him to reach even though he strains his neck upward.... An impatient noise from her...the silken scarves are not quite long enough to reach around the foot posts... "Darn it - - you're just going to have to not move your legs." Turning, she pushes his legs spread as far as they comfortably can be. She runs a fingernail up his left inner thigh and he forces his legs rigid to maintain the requisite stillness. A becoming flush lights her cheeks as she brings out her final prize...a bottle of whipped cream... She shakes it and in a husky voice "Now stay still -- this will be cold." And oh, it was! He shivers as she creates a line of whipped cream up his inner thighs...leaving a round spot on his right testicle and following his cock up and then down as it bounces in appreciation to her erotic attention...the other ball gets the same treatment and then she abandons the bottle...with a sexy husky chuckle she straddles his legs once more...this time deliberately keeping her obviously aroused body just out of his reach...even if he managed to get that silk tie end more fully into his hand....just another inch or so and he could....oh, my God! Her tongue began its sweet journey at the end of the trail of whipped cream...about six inches down his inner thigh...after mere seconds of this blissful torture, she reaches the apex of his thigh...thoroughly sweeping tongue making short work of the cream but returning and flicking back and forth and in tiny circles to make certain that she has eliminated every drop. His breath came in short gasps. Uncertain whether he wanted to reach the tie ends fully and regain his freedom. She raises her head, a tiny trace of whipped cream still visible at one corner of her lovely mouth. Carefully repositioning her flexible legs she rises with her legs still on either side of him, pushed up with knees and hands to lower her mouth to his...he can taste only the sweetness of the whipped cream...their tongues dancing...his arms involuntarily straining against the bonds...she lifts her mouth and while thought is still possible, he mentally curses that his movement has lost the tie ends to his palms again - - he would count on his own self discipline and control to - - oh, my God! She had returned to her creamy treasure....putting his entire ball into her mouth...licking with swirling curling motions of her tongue but never releasing with her whole mouth...her lips joined by her fingers which replaced her mouth on the now quite clean and very happy ball...Gently she kneads him as she continues licking off her tasty whipped cream dessert with obvious enjoyment. She has positioned herself differently and he has to rely on his own interpretation of the cadence of her breathing - - her lusty pauses, the way she unconsciously tightens her own body in reaction to his own growing excitement...how he wants to plunge into her - - taking them both instantly from teasing to wordless uninhibited fulfillment...at the same time, that tongue should be a registered weapon! Eons later...she has fully claimed her treat...stocking feet on either side of him...panting slightly as she assesses his readiness...his angle for a hands-free entry as she slowly lowers herself on him...Knowing that he would have one critical moment when she was totally distracted - - captured by the incredible sensations created every time he was fully inside her...he waits for his moment...the critical moment when she gasps his name...game forgotten...at least by her...in an instant, both silk scarves are loosed from the bedposts....he gives her half a beat to recognize the change in the game...then with a growl he reaches up to take command of her body - - flipping her abruptly over onto her back...moving with her so that they arrive at their new positioning with the tip of his cock still inside her now pulsing pussy...his hand tenderly cradling her head so that the violence of their move was symbolic only - - His eyes met hers and when he spoke -- his voice still holding a growl "My turn". She could only gasp "Yes" -- her chin tipping up as she arches her back...body tight in anticipation...small adorable whine as he withdrew from her more fully...he plunges into her...the full length of his cock extending as far as her body will allow...the force of his stroke bringing her neck even further back...thankful for the empty house as her scream rewards his bold moves... Pausing for an instant inside her -- making that slight circular motion she loves so well...he withdraws once again only to plunge in again...this time the scream not quite so loud as her body accommodates his length...her muscular legs pushing up against the bed to somehow bring him deeper still...they continue in this pattern until her wetness covers him and the musky smell of their passion fills the air...light sheen of sweat on them both...his, hers...mingled with the scents and sounds...moving her with his hands he exits her body...she unable to control pushing up her ass as he positions her on her hands and knees...he rubs the wetness between her legs once...twice...using the wetness to ensure that the lubrication provided would be enough for their next adventure... Her gasping breath changing tempo once more as she recognizes his action...his finger pushing gently against her tight firmness...gaining entrance and moving gently as she clenches her hands against the rumpled sheets of their bed... "We'll take it slowly, love -- we have all night." He has lowered his body over hers...covering her like a blanket...her trembling a mingled combination of excitement, anticipation and even an edge of tension at this new game they would play... In a slower motion he pushes his cock into her eager pussy once more...even in her wetness he can feel those muscles of hers tightening around him...with a shuddering sigh he withdraws...positioning the tip of his cock at her other entrance...this one more unfamiliar to his touch...reaching around her with one arm he finds her clitoris -- partially entering with one finger -- making a teasing arousing pattern as he pushes in with his cock...sliding slightly into her nether entrance...both gasping -- the tightness almost too much -- he worries that he is hurting her...she tenses against the unfamiliar sensation but after their stillness has eased the newness...her body begins to open and he pushes another slight movement...fingers never still as they continue to bring her pleasure...her body pulsing with the flooding sensations...both are surprised as his slight forward pressure is suddenly rewarded with movement and in just a few seconds he is fully inside of her...his fingers suddenly at an angle making it a challenge to reach under and find her clitoris...instead he lays his body fully on top of hers... Bodies joined...her trembling arms seeking and finding his...hands entwined...he makes a slow pull and push and she gasps out "too much"...he reaches around under her again...angling his body slightly so that he can bring her body back to the edge of orgasm...using the two-fingered clitoral play that makes all the difference...schooling himself to stillness he waits for her beautiful body to respond...to give him the information on how to bring her to new heights...he stokes and enters with his fingers again and again...his cock still hard inside her...tiny pulses as close to stillness as he can manage... Her body begins to move and he ceases his own motion...letting her body set the pace...he gasps as she forces a longer thrust from him...her impaled ass tight against him as her voice rises from whisper to urgent half-scream..."Yes...please! Now -- Now!" Unbelievably he can feel her body course with more fluid...the incredible tightness made even tighter by her orgasm...the tightness bringing his body to its release and they jump over the cliff together...orgasmic bliss joining their bodies as he moves to hold her close...not wanting to sacrifice the closeness of their joining but suddenly needing more of her touch...hands entwined again...he can feel his jumping heart beating against her back...as his cock grows softer he doesn't resist its motion as it exits her body...suddenly shy with this previously unexperienced intimacy...she is blushing as he tenderly turns her body...rolling with her so that they are face to face...her on top again...the silken ties still dangling from his wrists... He lightly wraps the untied end of one scarf around her wrist too...binding them together although they needed no props for that...later they would shower...also together...after all, how else could they really get their backs clean...for now no words are spoken...he kisses her tenderly along her jawline...she would be sore tomorrow... "So..." between kisses to the corner of her mouth -- still a lingering taste of whipped cream..."Was I an acceptable love slave?" She snuggles close -- slipping to one side of him -- their mingled fluids making a change of sheets probable before any sleeping portion of the night...one leg draped over him in that way she has...claiming him with every touch..."You're a horrible love slave. Very disobedient." She loves how his laugh rumbles in his chest..."So...assuming that I can walk tomorrow...do you want to use the scarves for your turn? He is silent for a long, speculative moment..."I'm thinking...yes, I'll need the scarves and a few more things..." He'd stop by a particular store on his way home sometime so he'd be ready for his turn... Her Turn This is the second part of "Losing Control". I hope you enjoy and I look forward to your feedback. +++++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++++++++++++++++++ "You have a new e-mail," my computer told me. I froze because I knew what was coming (figuratively, not literally). I slowly moved my mouse to the e-mail and click. One line - Come to the front door, come naked, 6:30PM. Being ST I figured it would be dark and I would be safe. (Read on). I pulled into her driveway at 6:15 and contemplated my options - stay or go. Stay won. I stripped in the car and threw my clothes into the back seat. 5 minutes to go. I looked at the front door and the outside light was off, so far so good. The anticipation of the next few minutes in full view of everybody had my heart racing and my dick as hard as a rock. I stepped out of the car, thankful it was dark outside, locked the car and headed to the front door. I was half way there, with my dick pointing the way and my nipples backing it up and the front light went on. Not just a door light but the motion detecting flood lights. Talk about a deer in the headlights - I froze, thinking what next. I moved forward to the door (no choice - I'd rather anyone in the street see my butt, not my raging hard-on) and rang the bell. I could hear movement inside and a soft voice saying, "Wait a sec". (Where was I going?) The lock clicked and the know turned and there she stood dressed very conservatively in jeans and an old shirt. Now I was lit from the back and framed by the light coming through the door. She looked me up and down slowly and uttered Mae West's famous words, "A hard man is good to find! Come in". I walked in several steps, stopped and waited. She took her time closing the door and then walked in front of me. She looked me up and down again and reached out, took my dick and said, "Follow me." Being of sound mind, I usually went where my dick went, so I went. We walked into the center of living room where there stood a circular frame with a 12" padded bar across the middle. There were two padded platforms at the bottom for my feet, wider than shoulder width and two padded grips at the top for me to hold on. She guided me and indicated where to place my feet and hands. I did as directed. She then use velcro straps to secure my hands and feet. Next she secured my waist to the padded bar in the middle. I was now bound with no way of releasing myself. I looked at my predicament while she left the room. I noticed that there were hinges above and below the padded bar and that the whole unit was secured to a frame and could be rotated. She came back a few minutes later naked except for a bright red thong and a glass of wine. She sat down in front of me and gazed at my dick, which was now throbbing and dripping pre-cum. She said, "We can't have you messing up the carpet." And proceeded to run her finger around the head and gathered up all the creamy drippings and said, "Open wide." I did and she put her finger in my mouth, "Suck", I did. She stepped back and did an inventory of my body. (I am 6' tall pounds I have weathered my years well and carry most my weight as a spare tire. My legs are strong from years of bicycle racing and my chest is a 48 from lifting. I am not a god, but not unpleasant to look at with brown eyes, short brown curly hair and a Van Dyke that is salt and "brown" pepper.) She walked around back to inspect my butt, which is still firm. She ran her finger up the inside of my thigh and up my crack, brushing across my ass hole. If I hadn't been so secured my legs would have collapsed. In my position with my arm straight up and my legs spread I was there for the picking - no where to run or hide. I felt her run her finger up my other thigh and then come to rest on my rosebud. Her finger nail flicked across it, causing it to pucker in and out. Slowly, she started to push her finger in (that's when I felt a dampness from the lube) to the first knuckle. She pulled it back out and pushed it back in further. This was repeated until her fist was resting on my cheeks. If I could have grabbed my dick I would have blown across the room. No such luck. As soon as she felt my cheeks tighten she pulled her finger out. She now rotated the frame until I was facing the floor. i was comfortable until she pulled the pins. All of a sudden both halves of the frame dropped and I was bent over the padded par with my ass displayed for all to see. If they'd look they would see my ass hole slightly stretched and gasping like a fish for something to penetrate it. I got lucky, she slowly put the butt plug into my ass and once seated all I could see were her feet. She sipped her wine and slowly slid her chair forward. My vision was treated by the reveal of her knees, then her thighs (held tightly together) and then "Heaven". Her pussy appeared with the little strip of hair going from the top of her slit for about two inches. I got even harder and it continued to throb. She eased her legs apart and that glorious vagina came into view. I was entranced (and my neck was cramping). She took her feet and raised the top portion of the frame back to horizontal and locked it in place. She now had my undivided attention. Next she put her feet on either side of my neck and tantalizingly slid her hips forward as her feet went down my back. Closer and closer her vagina came to my waiting face, tongue and lips. I could smell the excitement and see her juices all over the lips. Her clitoris stood straight out and was the first thing I touched with my tongue. It was like an electric shock jolted her. Her legs immediately locked around my head and her pussy inhaled me. I could not get enough and tried to follow my tongue deep into her glistening canal. I was lost in the heavenly world of her scent, my pulsating body and the moans of pleasure from her lips. She slid her legs out from my neck and propped them over the top of the frame. This presented me with the spectacular view of her butt and rosebud. It was delicate and dainty and inviting and shining from her overflow of juices. I made my tongue as hard as I could and she pushed her butt into my face. Slowly it penetrated and I was able to get the tip of my tongue past the opening. I proceeded to alternate my tongue in and out. More moans as she grabbed the frame and pulled herself into my face and climaxed with a guttural grunt. Her juice flow out of her pussy and drenched my face. I could have drilled steel with my dick. The veins were ready to burst. She settled down and rested. I lay there panting while licking my lips clean. She rotated the lower half of the frame up so I was now horizontal. A few clicks later and I was staring at the ceiling. She added two foot rests between my arms and the padded bar and climbed on. Talk about a grand view up her legs, past her pussy, past her breasts with rock hard nipples to the sly smile on her face. She began to squat while keeping me hypnotized with her eyes. The first thing to touch my dick was her rosebud and it was ready. Slowly she let her hip drop until she was sitting on my hip. I thought I would explode, "Hang on, it is only going to get better." These were the first word she utter in the last 45 minutes. Up and down she went with agonizing slowness. Not near fast enough to make me cum but fast enough to obliterate all my senses but the one in my dick. All of a sudden she was off it. She looked at me as she reached down and pinched my nipples. Not hard but hard enough to send a shock wave through me. Down came her pussy to the tip of my dick and stopped. She smiled, pinched harder and dropped all the way down on my dick and we both moaned with a pleasure not measured on any scale. While holding my nipples she pumped her hips with increasing speed, all the time watching me. My body started to convulse, my eyes rolled up and my dick got even bigger and the pressure built. "Now!" she yelled and slammed down on me and pulled and pinched my nipples. I exploded, she exploded, the world exploded! Shock wave after shock wave tore through our bodies. We were one with a new dimension. I could feel her vagina pulsing and she continue to contract and cum. We stayed like that for several minutes, too weak to move. My dick still hard but slowly softening. She got off and set the frame vertically and released me. I was glad the padded bar was there to hang on to. After a few more minutes we went up to her bedroom and collapse in each others arms. Her Turn to Tie Him Up Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental, not that I expect you to recognize anyone. All participants are over 18. ---- She moved forward and straddled him in the chair. Settling down into his lap she felt his hard cock move against her wetness. Leaning forward she draped her hair over his shoulder and kissed his neck. His arms were held down at his sides with hastily looped silk ties and he had another around his eyes. She was wearing a summer dress of light cotton and no underwear. He was tied to a chair, naked. He groaned involuntarily. She had been teasing him for what seemed an eternity. He had agreed to the game with the understanding that she would let him do the same to her. She was obsessed with her own control and the idea of her letting her guard down was extremely exciting to him. Ironically he was now wondering if he would last long enough to return the favor. Her tongue moved slowly along his naked shoulder towards his neck and placed kisses along his cheek and jaw line until their lips met for a moment and she teased him by holding back slightly. He arched forward moving his hips up against her, exercising the only control he had. She gasped and then grabbed his hair and pulled his head back firmly. "No." she said teasingly as she reached down between their bodies and teased the tip of his penis as it lay along her slit, pushed upwards as she ground down onto it. She could feel him becoming slippery and he kept trying to slide his hips down enough to get inside her but she would lift herself away at the last moment each time. Standing up, she moved around behind him and ran her hands up and his arms and then over and down his chest. She leaned in close and pressed her breasts against his shoulders as she kissed his ears. She used her teeth to nip at the earlobes and let her hands roam all the way down to his cock. Leaning heavily into his shoulders from behind she put both hands on it and began to stroke him. Using two hands was almost too much for him and he moaned out loud into her hair. Turning his head to side as far as he could be buried his face into her neck and hair, breathing her in. His panting breath was in her ear. Her hands moved in long strokes along the shaft, up and down, moving towards the head. Her wetness had helped lubricate it but she decided it needed more. She moved back around to kneel in front of him. With a deft move she quickly put her hair up with another of the silk ties lying on the floor. Her hair up, again she reached for him. Pressing his pubic hair down with her one hand she cupped his cock and gave it a few gentle strokes. He gave out a sharp intake of breath.. Then leaning in she licked up the one side while stroking the top with her palm. She could feel his heat against her tongue. Her mouth then moved over the head and took almost half of him into her mouth. She held him around the base and then began to move her mouth wetly up and down, her tongue moving around the shaft. Occasionally her lips rise up enough so that just the tip is inside her mouth, her lips tight and her tongue moving around the head. He moans appreciatively as she pleasures him with her lips and tongue.. Every so often she would use her other hand to pull firmly on his shaft up towards her lips and he would give out a much louder moan. He tasted very good but she knew he wouldn't last very long inside of her if she continued to work him so hard. Regretfully she released him and he gave out a sigh of disappointment. "Don't worry, we aren't done." she whispered into his ear. She stepped back for a moment and took off her dress, letting it spill to the floor. She straddled him again, facing him. When she reached down between them she held his cock upright so she could use him against her wet opening. She rubbed the head against her, up and down. Moving back and forth she slowly eased him in and out, just the tip entering her. Her own juices were flowing and she was having trouble stopping herself from just driving herself down and taking him deep. She leaned forward and kissed him then, with just the tip inside of her. His tongue was moving against hers and as their kiss became hungrier she moved deeper onto his erection until finally he could feel his pubic hair against the sensitive lips of her vagina. Placing her arms around his neck and looking directly at him she began to fuck him with slow determined thrusts. She could feel him sliding in and out and it was a delicious feeling made all the more exciting by the fact he could do nothing but just accept it. This was definitely just for her. Leaning back slightly she kept one hand on the back of his neck for balance. She slid her other hand down between them and captured her clitoris between her fingers and lightly stroked it. Pressing firmly upwards as she humped downwards against him served to increase the friction and she knew she would be able to come if he could hold out long enough. Closing her eyes, she rode him hard driving down as deep as she could. He had begun to move his hips up against her, altering the angle his cock was thrusting into her. That was very nice but next time she resolved, smiling to herself, she would have to tie his legs too. She leaned forward again putting her face into the crook of his neck, panting. Her hard nipples rubbed against his chest and their pooled sweat made their skin slick. She continued using one hand to pressure her clit as he thrust harder and harder against her. She felt her orgasm rising as he pushed up against her until finally she fell over the edge and gave out a sharp cry, biting down into his shoulder and whimpering. The waves of her orgasm pulsed through her as she ground herself down onto his hard erection each thrust giving her a sharp explosion of pleasure. She collapsed onto him, shivering slightly as she pants and moans. After a moment or two she began to come back to herself and slid her hands down his arms to where they were bound against the chair and slipped the silk ties loose. He had not yet come himself so he was still rock-hard and panting himself. He stood up from the chair, lifting her with him until she was standing in front of him. Holding her at the small of her back with one hand he ripped the blind-fold from his eyes with the other and drank her in. His eyes were slightly wild and she realized that he was very excited. She smiled at him. With strong hands he pushed her to her knees and moved his cock up to her lips, putting it into her mouth. He entwined his hand in her hair and she began to suck on him. He moved himself back and forth, his eyes closed as he took his pleasure. Her hands worked at his shaft as she wetly moved it in and out of her mouth. On her knees now, he could see her body, her breasts, and her beautiful legs. Taking his penis from her mouth he put her on her hands and knees on her discarded dress and moved behind her. She put her face down into the summer cotton to give him access to her and curled her fingers into the fabric. He slid himself into her with just a single smooth thrust and she gave out an exclamation. He seemed huge in this position. He leaned forward over her back and began to place hot kisses down her spine as he moved in and out of her wet pussy. Moving his hands to her hips his thrusts became stronger as he pulled her back onto him as he fucked her hard. Each thrust drove another moan from her throat as he did to her what she had just done to him in the chair. She smiled into the dress as his hard thrusts drove her forward. As she felt him swell inside of her she knew he was close and she reached back between her legs to run her fingers gently over his cock as it moved in and out. This was more than he could handle and he pulled out of her ready to explode She quickly got up onto her knees and spun around to face him as she put her arms onto his hips and reached up to grasp his hard shaft. Moving up very close to him she pushed him into her mouth and began to stroke him with her lips and tongue. Within a few strokes he began to come in her mouth. He moved quickly from her mouth and the rest of his orgasm ended up on the smooth skin of her chest. She didn't mind it at all. Breathing heavily he knelt down beside her on the floor and took her into his arms kissing her deeply. They hugged and he looked at her with lust in his eyes. "Next time it's your turn." She just smiled and picked up a tie. Her Turn “Oh fuck, Mistress, I can’t hold it! I’m going to come!” his throat was so tense he could barely speak. “NO! Don’t you dare!” her voice was strong and harsh, bringing him back to attention. Steve gasped as she shoved the dildo all the way in. Nicole continued to fuck his ass in a slow steady rhythm. Now and then she caressed his bulging cock, so hard and dark purple. She reached down and played with her clit. “Oh, what I wouldn’t give to have a cock and fuck you right now! I want to feel what it’s like, fucking a tight, juicy hole. How many times have you fucked my cunt, Steve? Didn’t it feel so good? Hmmm…so tight, hot, juicy…feel this little dildo? Come on, doesn’t this feel so good? Look at your cock! You want to come so bad with me fucking your tight ass.” “Oh yes, please. Let me fuck you!” His ass relaxed slightly and he felt the exquisite sensations of the dildo sliding in and out of his stretched hole. “Tell me, how does that little prick feel?” she purred. “It’s hard, fills me up. I never imagined it would feel this good,” Steve gasped. Suddenly she stopped and rubbed her hands all over his red, round ass. “I think you need to feel it more deeply. Oh, my sweet little fucker…let me give you some thrills and chills!” Nicole paused then he felt a cool flat surface on his right ass cheek, then WHACK and he let out a cry as she spanked him with a leather paddle. “Geez! What the hell are you doing? This is enough! Stop and untie me! I’m going to fuck you hard and you’re going to like it.” His voice was hoarse and he squirmed to look behind him. Then he felt another slap to his ass. “Stop, now!” he yelled in anger. But Nicole ignored him and spanked him again. Although it was horribly stinging, aggravating the red stripes on his ass from the belt whipping, he realized she was not hitting him very hard. Steve also realized that each time the paddle made contact with his ass it made the dildo move inside him, causing a delicious sensation! Slowly his face relaxed and Nicole knew he was enjoying it, and she continued to spank him. His ass was hot and bright red. His moans were getting louder with each swat, as his cock kept hitting the footboard. “Mistress, please, I’m begging you for mercy! Let me come! Fuck, please!” “Oh yes! That’s what I like, to hear you beg me!” Nicole practically screamed. Her cunt was dripping and she wanted to come so badly. She wanted to see him come now, bound, helpless, red ass…this was insanely wonderful! “All right, you have my permission to come now. Come for me darling!” And as she swatted his ass, as the dildo moved in then slightly out of his ass with each hit, as the tip of his cock was teased against the footboard, Steve growled and groaned and with a furious rush his cum shot out of him! His cock bobbed up and down as the hot, creamy liquid flew over the footboard onto the bedspread. He screamed as he grasped the ropes and hung on, his knees were slightly bent, he gasped for breath. His cum continued to stream out in long hard pulses for several moments. It felt as if he just came all the way up from his very soul! Nicole panted from the exertion and excitement. As he came back down she dropped the paddle to the floor and softly rubbed his ass. Then she slowly bent down to release his ankles and Steve leaned against the footboard for support. When she unfastened the cuffs from his wrists Steve could only fall forward onto the bed, with no strength left to do much else. Nicole gently pulled the dildo from his ass with a soft “pop”, causing him to shiver. She softly laughed as she wiped his asshole with a warm, damp cloth. Then he felt her rub his ass cheeks with cool lotion. “Ohhh…you poor lover! You were fucked pretty well, weren’t you? Oh, your bum is awfully red. I hope it didn’t hurt too much. But, God, that was such a rush for me. I think you liked it too, didn’t you my good slave!” “It hurt good, baby. That was incredible. I have never come so hard in my life.” Steve crawled forward to lie more comfortably on the bed. Nicole came around to lie down beside him and kissed him, caressing his face. “See? I promised I would make you feel good,” she whispered as she kissed him. “Mmm, yes. When do I get a turn with you?” He rolled to his side and took her into his arms. Nicole shivered, thinking of what goes around, comes around. “Well, you know, I’m so horny right now my pussy aches for you to make it come,” she purred as she smiled up at him. Dec 01, 2003