1 comments/ 19061 views/ 13 favorites Intimate Restraints By: Tdisk All characters are over 18 years of age. ***** Bill was 22 when he met Nan in a local bar in LA. It was June; he'd just finished law school and was starting a job in the legal department of a large bank. Coming to the bar from work had Bill wearing a suit and tie which made him stand out in the local tavern. Nan was a grad student who was at the bar with a group of friends. Bill knew a couple of the women in the group so he informally joined them. Since Nan had an internship at a large accounting firm she was dressed much more professionally than her friends. While they wore ripped jeans she had on a tailored suit. Largely due to their clothes Bill and Nan seemed drawn to each other and wound up in an extended semi-private conversation. During their two hours together in the group Bill discerned that Nan was intelligent and fun to be with. She had a pretty face and beautiful long brown hair that she wore in a ponytail. He could picture her with her hair flowing freely and thought she'd be very sexy. He also got a general impression that her suit was covering a shapely body. By the end of the evening he'd made a date with the young woman. When they went to dinner several nights later Nan was again dressed in a business suit. She relaxed during the meal and opened her suit jacket. Bill could see she was wearing a form fitting shell under the jacket which revealed that she had a nicely rounded chest and a trim body. He didn't know the specifics until several dates later but Nan was about 5'7" tall, 115 pounds with a 34C chest and had great legs. Bill was a serious 'tit guy' and was drawn to Nan's breasts. He couldn't get a really good look at them. He was limited to brief glimpses as she turned and the lapels of her jacket would move. He could tell that her tits weren't as huge as in his fantasies. His fictional perfect girlfriend had porn star sized tits- certainly bigger than Nan's. Nonetheless, Nan's tits looked to be pretty nice-probably a cup size larger than the girls he'd dated before. Bill did his best not to stare at her chest but had trouble pulling that off. His eyes kept dropping to her chest whenever she'd shift her position and he thought the sides of her jacket might spread apart. Half the time he'd get a teasing glimpse of her breasts straining against the thin fabric of the shell and other times he'd just see a bland expanse of the jacket. They bumped into each other by chance the following weekend. They'd each signed up for a volunteer "Clean up the Park" event. Each of them was pleasantly surprised to see the other and made sure they were assigned to the same work group. Nan's sweatshirt concealed her upper body leaving Bill in the dark about her breast size. Her ass looked good in her jeans but he couldn't blatantly check her out with their respective friends all around. They had coffee after the event and made a movie date for that evening. Nan wore an oxford shirt and jeans for the movies which continued to frustrate Bill's quest to get a good look at Nan's body. He'd hoped for something like a tight tee or perhaps even a top that might reveal a little cleavage. During the movie discerned that while Nan's shirt wasn't tight his eyes were still drawn to her chest. He found that as she moved in certain ways he could get an arousing sense of her breast size and her overall body. She had a very nice rack perched on a taut body. Her hair was down and looked great as he'd expected. He couldn't understand why she didn't wear it this way all of the time but kept that thought to himself. They stopped at a bar after the movie. Standing next to her in the subdued light of the bar gave Bill additional glimpses of her body. Nan's outfit was very modest but Bill found the cotton shirt strangely sexy as it reminded him of the stereotypical modest librarian who's really a sexy bombshell when she takes off her glasses and lets her hair down. He couldn't help but visualize how Nan's tits might look if the shirt were unbuttoned, got wet or was a size smaller. Each image was hot and replayed in his mind regularly during the rest of their date. The evening ended with a nice hug and several kisses. Bill concluded they'd both had a good time and called Nan the next day to talk and ask her for another date. By the end of their third date Bill and Nan had made out like teenagers in his car when he brought her home. He felt Nan up through her blouse as they kissed. She put up no resistance; in fact, her kisses seemed to become more passionate. On their fourth date he'd been invited into Nan's house and the couple had watched some TV in a basement family room while the other members of Nan's family watched TV on the first floor. Despite Nan's fear of discovery she'd allowed Bill to push down the cups of her bra. He'd enjoyed his first unfettered look at her tits and a true flesh on flesh feel. He couldn't get over how soft and sexy Nan's tits felt. She enjoyed his hands and on their next date in the same room with its insecure privacy she'd welcomed his mouth to her nipples. They both found that contact to be incredibly arousing. Nan reached orgasm that night from Bill's attention to her nipples coupled with his other hand pressing on her pubic mound through her clothes. Bill enjoyed the encounter but the date ended with his cock staying hard and unsated. He jacked off within seconds of arriving home with memories of how Nan's tits had looked and felt in his mind. Their next date followed a similar pattern. Bill feasted on Nan's tits and enjoyed bringing her to orgasm. He couldn't complain but went home with blue balls and had to beat off to the stored mental images of how Nan's tits looked and felt. He even fantasized about rubbing his cock between her tits with her pushing them together around him. Their limited privacy was one factor but Nan's inexperience and conservative mindset was another. He shook his head- doubting the modest young lady would ever be ready for tit fucking. He could hope but it was a long shot at best. To Bill the shape of Nan's breasts was perfect. Their placement on her chest and their blend of perk and hang was ideal. The fact that she had large prominent nipples centered in well placed, circular areolae separated her from most other women of the same cup size he'd seen in person at the strip club he had visited a few times. Each of them had at least one identifiable flaw such as one breast being larger than the other, their tits being oddly shaped or the most common- their being enhanced with saline. Nan was all natural and perfect. He wouldn't complain if she were a cup size bigger but he loved her tits just as they were. He made no secret of his feelings- frequently complimenting Nan on her chest and routinely seeking to get her topless as soon as they had privacy. At first Nan was embarrassed by his attention to her breasts but soon came to enjoy it. His compliments made her feel good about her looks and his physical attention to her sensitive nipples gave her great physical pleasure. For the rest of the summer Nan indulged Bill's interest and teased him with her tits. She continued to dress conservatively but at his urging started dressing to subtly accentuate her chest. Sometimes she'd wear a tight tee shirt over a smooth bra. At other times she'd wear a traditional shirt with some buttons undone or a V-neck top over a push up bra- teasing him by exposing just a hint of the deep cleavage he knew was covered by her top. From time to time she'd catch Bill's attention and then tease by pretending to remove some imaginary lint from her blouse- exactly on top of a hidden nipple. If she had privacy she'd sometimes cup a breast and pretend to offer it to Bill in a blatantly sexual way. When he'd move to respond she'd turn away or otherwise clarify that in their present setting he could just look- not touch. Nan's behavior wasn't all teasing as she allowed him to fondle and suck on her breasts regularly. He literally couldn't get enough of her succulent tits and she enjoyed being fondled and suckled. While she gave him free access to her tits and welcomed his hand in her panties Nan wasn't an easy lay; for most of the summer she resisted his efforts to get into her pants with either his cock or his mouth and he respected her limits. As they got to know each other better she'd frequently climax from his sucking on her nipples while he fingered her. After several dates Nan also loosened up somewhat in giving Bill sexual pleasure. Her initial touching of his cock evidenced little experience but a desire to learn and please. She quickly picked up on how he liked to be touched and got progressively better. Similarly, her mouth was inexperienced but Nan didn't hesitate to use her mouth on Bill and seemed to enjoy it. The couple's intimacy on each date seemed to start with Bill aggressively playing with Nan's tits. He'd bring her to orgasm and then she'd relieve his pent up cock by a hand job or blow job. When Bill would suggest cunnilingus or intercourse Nan would put him off. She never closed the door on the subject but would always find a reason to defer anything more intimate than what they were already doing. In mid-August Nan proposed an evening picnic at a nearby beach. She brought the food. Bill's contribution was the wine and a large blanket. After they ate and had consumed more than a bottle of wine the couple started kissing and gradually undressing each other. After a bit Nan shocked Bill by saying he could have her sexually. He looked at her quizzically. She smiled and produced a condom which confirmed that Nan had planned the evening and wasn't too drunk to know what she was doing. He was quick to reach for the condom and accept her invitation. Their first sex was fast and almost violent. It seemed to be over way too soon. Much to Bill's surprise Nan took the initiative in toying with his cock to get him hard again, produced a second condom and rode Bill cowgirl style until they both came a second time. While he'd never been a big fan of the beach Bill loved felling his ass settled in the sand while Nan knelt over him. Her tits looked and felt fantastic as she bounced on his cock. His only dilemma was being torn between staring at her exposed tits and fondling them which took away the visual. He switched back and forth- enjoying each aspect of her position as much as possible. There was just enough moonlight for him to be able to see her face as she controlled most of the movement. He was thrilled to see the pleasure she was receiving and knew their relationship had just moved to a new level. After that evening they had sex whenever they could find the needed privacy. Since Bill had roommates and she was living at her parents' home with younger siblings coming and going this wasn't easy. When full privacy wasn't assured for an adequate time Bill would find a way to get his hands and mouth on Nan's tits and was usually able to bring her off. Similarly, Nan frequently found a way to give Bill a blow job after he'd played with her tits. Nan remained a conservative young woman. Bill thought of her as very staid and wondered if he'd be able to loosen her up over time. He wanted to go down on her but she'd never experienced that and wasn't ready to try. A mention of anal sex had prompted her to gasp and then wonder out loud why anyone would like that. All in all Bill concluded that some of his kinky thoughts would probably remain just fantasies. On a more realistic level Bill dreamed of her wearing garter belts and dresses with plunging necklines. He guessed Nan was too modest to wear overtly sexy things but he felt he could keep pushing her a little without endangering their relationship. During their last week together before she was going leave for several months of job training Nan surprised Bill. It was his birthday so they planned a romantic dinner at a nice restaurant. Nan wore a simple black dress that clung to her chest and revealed just a hint of cleavage. Even though the dress was relatively conservative Bill's eyes kept returning to her breasts. Bill laughed inwardly at himself for being so attracted to the small amount of cleavage he was being offered. As women say, 'Men are easy.' In the restaurant Bill became aware of what he thought was a hint of nipple bulge in Nan's dress. Initially Bill dismissed the thought since he assumed Nan was wearing a push up bra and they're always too thick for any nipple show. Bill also knew Nan was very conservative and wouldn't wear clothes that allowed her nipples to show. Nonetheless, his eyes kept returning to the two small bumps. After a while Nan said, "You seem particularly interested in my chest tonight." Bill replied, "You know I'm always interested." Nan then said, "I know what's caught your attention. You've discovered your birthday present- or should I say, 'presents'". Bill was puzzled but intrigued. Nan continued in a sexy whisper, "While I applied my make up tonight I also prepared my nipples for you. I pinched and pulled on them to get them as erect as possible. Then I held them erect with some new gold rings I bought on the Internet. I wanted to tease you so I bought a sheer bra that offers a hint of your present." Bill's cock grew as Nan spoke. He told her that he was definitely enjoying his present already. He wanted to know more about the rings she mentioned. Her nipples weren't pierced and he was sure she hadn't gotten them done- although he fantasized there was always a chance. Nan quickly said, "Calm down. I didn't get my nipples pierced if that's what your cock-brain is thinking. The rings are soft metal that's bendable; perhaps I should have called them 'bands'. I wrapped them around my erect nipples and pinched them snuggly. The bands are holding my nipples erect for your pleasure." Bill said it was a great present. He added, "As sexy as the thought of pierced nipples is I don't think I'd ever want you to do that. I wouldn't be able to feel your nipple with my tongue and lips as well as I can now." Nan smiled and said she was glad to hear that since there was no way she'd ever get pierced. Nan teased Bill further by describing the rings. She said "They're a soft metal- 'gold' in color only. They're adjustable by squeezing or pulling apart the loop. While malleable they are rather firm; once squeezed to a certain diameter they stay that way. I almost broke a fingernail when I made one too tight and panicked in trying to rescue my pained nipple. I was more careful then and probably spent at least 5 minutes with my fingers wrapping each nipple with just the right amount of tightness. It was hard to get the tightness to match." As she spoke she held up a corner of her linen napkin. The hems of each side were sewn on top of each other at the corner making a half inch square four or six layers thick. Fingering that square Nan said, "Think of this as my erect nipple. I'm bigger than this but you can visualize how I teased my nub to get it hard." She pinched and handled the area just below the small double thick corner with the fingertips of her other hand. She then continued, "I took the metal band that was shaped like a circle with one open quadrant. I squeezed the band to capture my erect nipple for you." Her fingertips pinched just below the napkin's corner causing the thickened corner to extend between her long nails. Her finger movements were deliberately slow and sensuous to showcase her long fingers and bright red fingernails. Bill could visualize a hard nipple being teased by those fingertips and then surrounded by a metal band. He loved every second of her show. She knew his cock was throbbing at the images she was putting in his head. Midway through dinner Nan said, "I have an additional surprise for you that you might like to think about. Have you ever heard of a 'cupless corset'? Bill smiled at the concept but shook his head as he replied 'no'. Nan continued, "Well as you probably know women's corsets come in many variations from soft and stretchy to severely boned for serious figure modification. Most corsets cover the bust and tend to push the woman's breasts up into mounds that are visible above the corset. You can't wear a bra with those corsets and the woman's nipples are inaccessible until the corset is removed." Bill nodded to indicate his knowledge. Nan added, "One of the corset variations is traditionally called a 'waist cincher'. It is doesn't extend down over the hips nor up over the bust. Actually there are many different lengths from those that come up to just below the bust to shorter ones that are close to garter belts. Again, they come in soft versions and heavily boned designs." Nan reached for her wine and took a slow sip- deliberately drawing out her monologue. Getting impatient, Bill looked at her questioningly but resisted the urge to ask her to get to the point. She was intentionally taking her time. Finally, Nan continued, "I didn't think you'd like me to encase my breasts in a corset so I decided I wouldn't buy one. I also didn't think my figure needed to be laced into a strict bondage style corset so I rejected buying anything like that. However, I thought you'd really like the visual effect of my waist wrapped in a black corset with my breasts exposed. That image would seem to call attention to my breasts and maybe even make them seem bigger. Don't you think so?" Bill smiled and said, "Yes. That image sounds very sexy." Nan said, "That's what I thought so I went on the Internet and did some searching. I was able to find a soft, satiny 'cupless corset' that covers my hips and my mid-section to just below my breasts. It has some light boning and laces up the back. It also serves as a garter belt for my stockings. In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm wearing it now along with the sheer bra. You'll be able to remove the bra and have nice access to my swollen nipples while still having my body wrapped in the black corset. Oh, and I guess I should add that when I got dressed I put the corset on first and checked out how my tits looked in the mirror. I think you're really going to like the look. The contrast with the black of the corset actually does make my tits look bigger." Bill smiled broadly and said, "Wow. You've certainly surprised me tonight. I think we'll be skipping dessert here and getting to wherever we have some privacy as soon as we can." "The privacy issue is taken care of. My friend Mary is out tonight and has given me her key. We have her apartment until 10 O'clock. Happy Birthday." Bill just smiled. Bill couldn't take his eyes off of Nan's chest for the rest of dinner. She played up her tease two or three times by casually pulling her arms back which pushed her chest out; the nipple bumps were still small but were quite obvious now that Bill knew they were there. On two other occasions during dinner Nan discretely brought a finger to a nipple to tease him and made a small 'ooh' sound at the contact. His cock jumped at the gesture as if it could feel what her hard nipple must have felt. . When they got to the apartment Nan had arranged, Bill escorted Nan to the couch but gestured for her to remain standing. They kissed and Bill wasn't very subtle in reaching around her to unzip her dress. He took a half step back and guided the dress off of her shoulders and then letting it fall. As the dress fell away Bill could see Nan's nipples pushing against the thin fabric of her bra. It looked as if they were trying to break through. Nan stepped out of the pooled dress and stood with her chest pushed out. Bill stepped back slightly and drank in the overall view of Nan's body in the corset and bra. He loved how the silky black fabric accentuated Nan's waist and hips. He could already imagine how she'd look with her big breasts uncovered. She turned slightly and posed in a sexy way with her one leg extended. Her hands ran slowly and seductively up her sides to just below her breasts as she said, "I think I've actually distracted you from my nipples. I didn't think that would happen." Intimate Restraints Bill responded, "Just for a moment." He reached for Nan and within a few seconds was unhooking her bra saying, "You made such an effort to prepare them. It would be rude not to uncover your nipples so I can properly appreciate them." Bill opened her bra and removed the last wrapping from his presents. He then again stepped back to get a broader view and said, 'Wow! You look incredible." Nan's breasts did seem bigger than usual and her nipples looked fantastic. Nan brought her hands up and cupped her tits - lifting them slightly toward Bill saying, "I thought the cupless black fabric would be a special way to display my breasts and nipples. I trust you like them." Bill lowered his face to her chest to get a better look at Nan's erect nubs. Seeing the bands pinching her tender flesh was hot. Her nipples looked to be about twice their normal size. Their blatant display invited his mouth to touch each of them. Bill used his dry lips to gently feel their size and heat. Nan's soft groan told him her preparation had also made her nubs more sensitive. Feeling he should say something, Bill muttered, "Incredible. You're incredible." "Thank you for noticing. I have a brain that knows how to please you. I'm generally quite modest but I can be as slutty as I choose when I choose." Bill directed Nan to sit in a straight backed chair and knelt between her legs. This put his face just inches from her left nipple. Bill added his tongue to his lips in feeling her up which now brought moisture to his target- making it slippery and sensuous. His tongue explored and Nan's body tensed with arousal. Nan gasped as his tongue ran over and around her encased nipples. Bill first focused on her left nipple, repeated his actions on her right and then returned to her left. In due course his teeth gently scratched Nan's left nipple above the ring and then bit beneath it. It was a new and unusual sensation to feel her erect nub wrapped in metal. He loved that she'd been kinky enough to prepare herself in this way for him and he loved how erect her nipples remained. After a few nibbles her left ring loosened and fell off into Bill's mouth. He was surprised and a little disappointed but he quickly removed the ring from his mouth and returned to Nan's naked nipple. It felt much sexier now since Bill could feel every bit of its length and texture without the ring's interference. Nan's body squirmed under his assault and her breath came in aroused pants. After roughly exploring her left nipple Bill moved to her right where he decided to intentionally remove the other ring with his teeth. That ring must have been pinched a little tighter since it didn't come off easily. Bill worked the nipple more forcefully with my tongue and teeth to free the nipple. This brought Nan's body off the chair in a violent orgasm at roughly the same moment that the ring slid off. Nan's hands shot to Bill's shoulders to push him away. She said, "No more, please. Give me a minute." Bill complied by leaving her nipples alone. He buried his face between her soft breasts and kissed their inner slopes. Nan's heavy breathing gradually became more normal. After Nan calmed down a bit, Bill told her to stand so he could take her place on the chair. With them both standing he slipped her panties down and off smiling at modest Nan's awareness that by dressing with her panties over her garter straps they could be removed without disturbing the corset. He wondered if she knew that by instinct or if she had more sexual experience than he thought. At his direction she then straddled his lap and he guided his cock into her sodden pussy. Bill fondled her breasts with one hand while his other held her hip to direct her body's grinding on his cock. While telling him to be gentle with her chest, Nan pushed it out proudly, saying, "Did you like your present?" Her right nipple still glistened with his saliva. Both nipples were still swollen and red but probably not as stiff as they had been. They looked like they had been abused and Bill guessed that was how they felt to Nan. He told her that he'd loved his present and that her nipples looked fantastic to him. Bill stared at them as he was overcome by his climax. Nan left in early September for a four month work/training assignment in New York. The couple maintained their relationship by phone, email and Face Time. Bill couldn't bring himself to talk about kinky sexy phone or in the Face Time sessions so he spiced up his emails with descriptions of the many ways he wanted to enjoy Nan's breasts and the rest of her body when they were next together. One evening Bill wrote," I recently read a story on the Internet about breast bondage. The author described his wife's breasts swelling when bound- getting hard and incredibly sensitive. He said the woman becomes very aroused and yet uncomfortably frustrated by the pressure in her swollen tits. He said his wife had the most violent orgasm of her life. I found the imagery very arousing and obviously thought of teasing your breasts with bondage followed by giving you a huge orgasm." He closed the email by saying, "I've attached a copy of the breast bondage story. Please read it. I've found a website that sells soft black rope and read quite a bit about Japanese rope bondage. The rope should look dramatic against your fair skin as your breasts swell up. Your wrists will also be bound so you'll be at my mercy while I enjoy your aching breasts. Please let me know if you're interested; I won't push the subject if you're not." Early the next morning Nan responded to his email by one of her own saying, "I read the breast bondage story this morning and got really hot. You're a pervert. Wanting to bind my breasts with rope to make them swell up and ache is definitely odd. Surprisingly, I guess I'm sick too. The story got me so aroused my panties got soaked. I'm going to have to change them before going to work. I suspect I may be distracted all morning with the thoughts you've put in my head. Could we get a hotel room for the night before Thanksgiving? In the privacy of the room, my breasts will be yours. Buy the black rope; it sounds sexy as hell." Bill was thrilled by her positive response- immediately ordering the black rope. He searched the Internet for more about breast bondage. He found a few sites that discussed Japanese rope bondage and even gave step by step instructions. There were dozens of complex rope patterns but Bill was only interested in binding Nan's breasts as depicted in the story he'd read. He studied some of the basics and felt he could do a credible job of binding Nan's 34Cs. In future emails he made teasing references to having bought the rope and how he was practicing with it. Nan was coming back to visit her parents in LA for Thanksgiving but gave them an arrival date and time one day later than her actual travel plan to give her a night alone with Bill. By prior arrangement with him Nan reserved the hotel room and checked in on the afternoon of the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. Bill arrived about 6 PM. She'd texted him with the room number so he went straight to the room and knocked on the door. The door opened and Bill found Nan wearing high heels and a silk robe. He couldn't be sure but assumed she was naked under the robe. The couple embraced and kissed passionately. The feel of her breasts against his chest and her ass in his hands confirmed there was no clothing under the robe. Bill grabbed Nan's ass in both hands and told her how great she looked and felt. Without his saying anything, Nan turned and walked toward the bed. She turned back to face Bill and dropped the robe saying, "I trust you brought your rope." Bill again told her how great she looked and quickly stripped his clothes off. He retrieved his coil of rope from his small suitcase and had Nan extend her arms out to the side for the first part of his rope work. The rope was made of nylon or some other synthetic which was both soft and free of any protruding hairs which would be typical of a natural fiber. It was 3/8 inch diameter making it feel substantial while still being flexible enough for the needed turns. Bill had practiced the planned rope pattern on a large pillow. It was a very simple pattern which he felt was the right approach for an amateur. He had the sequence of the various rope runs and arrangement committed to memory. Bill folded the long rope in half to effectively create two lengths. He ran the doubled rope around Nan- with one strand over and the other snugly under her breasts looping the strands through the folded point at her back and bringing the ends separately over her shoulders. The vertical rope which ran from her back over each shoulder was brought close to its partner on her upper chest and passed between her breasts under the horizontal lines. The vertical ropes were then looped to pull the two horizontals together. This put some pressure on her breasts. The ropes were then brought back over each shoulder to be tied off at the back. Bill then used separate short cords on the outside of each breast to similarly pull the top and bottom ropes together- greatly increasing the pressure. None of the ropes were tight; "snug" would be the best description but in combination they constricted Nan's breasts and pushed them outward. The result was to visually emphasize her breasts and restrict the flow of blood just enough to cause a gradual but significant swelling. Within a few minutes he'd completed his first Shibari. He told Nan to lower her arms and then to put them behind her. While not part of the breast bondage Bill tied Nan's hands behind her back noting, "This will keep your hands from interfering. It also pushes your breasts forward making them seem even more inviting than usual." He kissed Nan passionately and thanked her for indulging him. She replied, "This isn't all about you. Based on the story you sent I'm expecting a pretty great orgasm. Do you think your rope technique will deliver?" Bill smiled and invited her to sit on the loveseat with him so he could fondle Nan's tits and better appreciate his art. He embraced and kissed her. With her wrists bound Nan could return his kisses but was otherwise helpless. She could see and sense her breasts sticking out obscenely. It was dehumanizing but very erotic. After several prolonged passionate kisses Bill leaned back and studied Nan's upper body. Nan's breasts had colored considerably and Bill knew it was from swelling against the rope. The changes were gradual but it was obvious that her skin was taut, her breasts were hard and hot to the touch and darker in color. Bill's cock throbbed at the thought of Nan's breasts swelling; while he knew swelling was just biology, the concept had always aroused him. Feeling her swollen breasts was a new experience; the black bondage rope was both an artistic frame for her breasts and constrictive bondage. Bill liked the idea that he was totally in control of her aching breasts. Nan's swollen tits projected dramatically. In part because of the pressure in her breasts, her nipples stood up very boldly. Nan's chest was like a caricature or cartoon image of a busty damsel in distress- helpless in her bondage and the object of her captor's lust. Again, Bill loved both the look and feel of the distorted breasts he'd created. He told Nan how much he was enjoying her new look and asked how her breasts felt. Nan replied, "I can't really describe a physical feeling beyond heat and pressure. They didn't hurt but I think pain isn't far away. If you touch me more than the gentle way you're doing it now I'll probably scream. My whole body is tense. My breasts feel very hot and fragile." Bill's hand continued to gently fondle Nan for another few minutes. He felt like a pervert but the heat and swelling of her breasts was very exciting. He found it odd that he normally loved to grab her breasts and relish the softness of her flesh which the swelling took away. He guessed it was the control that turned him on and that made him feel guilty. Despite that his cock was incredibly hard. Bill dropped his hand to Nan's Venus Mound and her legs opened inviting him to go lower. He cupped her pussy and played with the area- gradually moving inside. His mouth found first one and then her other distended nipple. He forced himself to be gentle which was difficult since her nipples were larger and more erect than he could remember. They invited rough attention. Meanwhile, his fingers explored her very wet pussy. In a minute Nan's hips were lifting off the cushion as she aggressively fucked his hand. The orgasm that followed was violent and lasted twice as long as usual. When Nan calmed, she stood, turned and then straddled his legs as she lowered herself to kneel over him, saying "Don't touch me. Do as you're told or I'll leave your cock trying to fuck the air." Bill expected her to sit on his cock but she moved so that his shaft was pressed against her pussy lips but not inside. His cockhead was pressed against her Venus Mound. Nan said, "My tits are now aching and feel like they're on fire. They really look obscene, don't they? You can look but not touch." This was quite a challenge since the position put her engorged breasts right in front of his face. Nan understood his temptation and was using it to tease him more, saying, "If you touch them, I'll stand up and we'll be done. You're in my virtual bondage now. My swollen breasts are inches away from your mouth but you can't touch them. You'd love to grab them and suck on my nipples but you can't. If you behave you'll be rewarded; if you don't restrain yourself you'll lose out. Just enjoy looking at how hot and swollen you've made me. If you lean in a little your face can probably even feel the heat that's radiating from my swollen tits but don't touch. I'll bet that makes your cock ache." Nan was, of course, exactly right. Bill leaned in- bringing his face to within an inch or so of her breast. He could feel heat radiating from her taut skin. Bill was incredibly aroused by the swelling of her tits and by her reversal of their roles. He said, "My cock aches a lot but your pussy lips are probably going to give me relief in a minute. Even without moving my cock can feel your wetness and is going to shoot. If you don't want the couch messy, perhaps you should let me in." Nan smiled but didn't move. "I think you're bluffing but perhaps I'd better move away," she said. Nan lifted her hips off of him-standing above his thighs and leaving his cock flopping in the air. Bill regretted having said anything. Nan then said, "Calm down for a minute. It's pretty sexy that we're aching together; let's hold that thought while you stare at my nipples. I don't know if you can see but they feel like they're going to explode. Actually, if they don't explode my tits might. Something has to relieve the pressure soon." After perhaps 20 seconds of intense visual contact, Nan lowered herself slowly-guiding Bill's cock into her wet pussy by trial and error. As she blindly tried to align their organs she said, "Tying my hands wasn't necessarily the best idea you had, was it?" Seeing Bill start to reach Nan said, "Stop. No touching. I'm in charge now and we're doing this my way." Finally the head of his cock found her pussy and insinuated itself between her lips. They both gasped and uttered unintelligible words and groans as Nan lowered her hips and ground herself on his erect cock. Each of them was overcome with arousal as she raised and lowered herself on him. He was cumming very soon after being enveloped by her wet softness. Nan didn't cum but enjoyed milking Bill until he was truly empty. While Bill's cock softened inside of her, Nan whispered somewhat urgently, "Pease untie me." He released her wrists first and then unbound her tits. She exhaled with relief as the ropes loosened. After he'd freed her Nan stood and dragged him into bed. To Bill's delight, she said, "I need you to suck on my breasts. Be gentle and take your time but give me another orgasm. Gently and slowly...please." The couple spent at least a half hour in bed with Bill pleasing Nan and himself at Nan's tits. As requested he tried to be gentle. He worshiped and made love to her breasts with his hands and mouth. Nan told him that her breasts and nipples were sore but that she loved the feeling and found his new found soft approach to her sensitive mounds incredibly romantic and sexy. After a while each of them became more sexually aroused. Their breathing deepened and each of their bodies started subtly grinding against the other. Bill repositioned Nan so that she was lying on her back with her legs spread for him. He climbed on top of her and slowly penetrated her. He then fucked her slowly. They both enjoyed his deliberate approach but as they became more excited each wanted more speed and depth to his thrusts. Bill lifted Nan's legs to a vertical position which allowed him to begin a more powerful pace and depth of stroke. He kept the pace slow but pushed in as deep as possible, held the position for a beat and then withdrew almost all the way before powering his way back in. His new technique brought Nan's excitement to a new level and her hips responded eagerly to each of his thrusts. Nan was exhausted but couldn't resist welcoming Bill's deep penetration. His cock felt great. Her hands came to her breasts which she cupped and exhibited for Bill's enjoyment. She taunted him by saying, "Look at these tits. Look at these nipples. You've worn them out and made them wonderfully sore. I may hate you in the morning if they're still painful but for now the ache feels great." Bill loved her passionate words and the view of her tits that were still somewhat swollen and capped by angry red nipples. He felt guilty about it but his ego was stroked by the thought that he'd made her tits sore. There was a part of him that hoped she'd still feel the effects of his assault in the morning. Indeed, his climax erupted violently to a mental picture of their waking up the next day with her begging him to leave her sore tits alone. He knew it was sick but the macho image of wearing out his lover was very appealing. As Bill's passion was peaking Nan experienced her own climax. She couldn't know his thoughts but in her own mind his strong thrusts and her sore nipples made her feel much sexier than usual. She'd exhausted her body and sacrificed her tits to give her lover the best sex he'd ever had. Going to the point of soreness to please her lover and ultimately draining him of his last drops of semen was her most womanly accomplishment. If they knew what she'd done nobody would think of her as mousy or modest anymore. The couple fell asleep soon after their passionate lovemaking. It was their first night together and each enjoyed waking up to having a lover in bed. After their respective morning bathroom rituals they returned to the bed. They hugged and kissed while briefly talking of the evening's adventure. After some kissing and fondling Nan surprised Bill by saying, "I'll be flying home for Christmas vacation on the 21st. I'll tell my parents I'll be in on the 22nd so we can have another hotel night together. Based on some research I've done we'll try something a little different. I'm going to buy you a cock ring and maybe a cock cage. You're going to be the one swelling up that night. Think about being teased unmercifully. You'll want to cum but won't be able to until I decide. You'll be the one who's sore the next day." Bill could only smile. His lover wasn't as conservative as he'd thought.