0 comments/ 23902 views/ 0 favorites Loving Ties By: JohnnyO684 For those who live mostly in the moment, there's no simpler or better rush than sex. I imagine that racing a car, jumping from an airplane, climbing El Capitan and diving with a Great White shark all force a person to live in the moment too, but, sex is a far safer and enjoyable option. Like the other thrills, with sex, the past, and future, are distractions over what takes place in the present. And unlike these other thrills, you won't die if you make a sexual mistake. Sex -- that is good sex, can expand time. It makes a minute last longer -- not shorter. It's a lasting thrill -- a lasting fantasy. Sex is a reassertion of life, and it's fun. It starts with a private look in the eye, and a hint of good things to come. We talk about many things, but sex is always in the background. It's a thought we might have while passing in the house. Our discussions may be serious, but we'll always be able to have fun with sexual glances and innuendo. We may even pause and pet each other while passing in the house, but never for too long. As our time apart grows, our excitement about sex also grows. No clothes are removed, but our passion builds palpably. In my mind, our fantasy unfolds in a mountain cabin. We get naked, or maybe, you take time to put on lingerie. Sandy, you should know that I love seeing you in lingerie, because it shouts to me that you're ready for sex -- you're ready for me. You also look incredibly sexy, and it's a fun tease, because I want to see you naked. Even though the lingerie doesn't stay on for long, its fun. Like the road to Hana, in Maui, it is not about the destination -- it's about the journey. This is why I want us to take turns enjoying the pleasure that only comes from the touch of the other. I want you to enjoy my affections first. I have a lustful look in my eye, and an easy smile. I take you in my arms. You already know that I get pleasure from giving you pleasure. I hold you tight. I kiss your lips. I kiss your neck, squeeze your butt, caress your thighs and rub my hands all over your body. Maybe I'll rub lotion on your body. Indeed, I do want to moisturize you - one way or another…. I'll take my time, and enjoy the feeling of your flesh. We'll move to the bed. The cuffs are already in place, and they help to amplify your enjoyment of my touch. I cuff your hands comfortably by your head, leaving your body completely mine to enjoy. You don't struggle, because you trust me. The cuffs prevent you from doing anything other than just relaxing and accepting me, and they also prevent you from distracting me with your hands. I'm taking my time with you, because minutes with you are minutes in paradise. I love you. I've loved you for years, and I'm dedicated at the moment to give you pleasure that is meant to build, and last -- that consumes you in the moment. I rub special sauce on your pussy, and massage this area inside and out. I passionately kiss your mouth, neck and nipples. I use my fingers on you in different ways, and at different speeds. I can sense when you're ready to cum, and this is when I release your hands from the cuffs. You're totally relaxed now, and in a state of bliss. Right now, your consciousness is focused on the moment. The world has melted away, and you have no problems, no schedules, no responsibilities and no jobs to do. This is your time! It's just me and you, and this moment of bliss. You moan occasionally with the incredible feeling that my touch gives you. You experience a shuddering orgasm -- maybe two. Though you would like to take me inside you now, you fight this desire. It's your turn to please me. Though you don't really like taking turns, you want me to feel good. You know that I'm not only seeking an orgasm, but also seeking the feeling that precedes an orgasm. I want this feeling to last as long as possible. When we take turns, I can completely relax. I want to fully enjoy your touch - your attention. I want you to take your time - to go slowly. I'm excited, hard and going nowhere. I've felt you, smelled you, watched you orgasm, and it turns me on in a primitive and private way. I don't want to talk, only to feel. My anticipation of your touch is at a high point, and you know it, and you use it to take me even higher by teasing me - taking your time. You take your time kissing me -- my mouth, my neck, my nipples (I like it when you've kissed and focused on my nipples). You may even choose this time to kiss my dick. I love being kissed, and touched. You ask me to cuff myself, or perhaps, this time, you reach up and cuff my hands yourself. You take your time kissing me everywhere - using your hands, feet, fingers, legs and whole body. You tell me you love me, and you ask me to let you know before I orgasm. You want to know before I've gone past the point of no return. You want to be able to stop me from having an orgasm. You know that once I have an orgasm, I'm done. You want me to stay in a period of high pleasure for as long as I can stand it. I want this too. You experiment with different methods of touching me -- you don't concentrate on one area or use any predictable method of touching me. You are changing speed, but mostly going slowly. You love having me so turned on. You laugh at my predicament, as you're in total control of me, and you know I prefer being in control. You're talking to me, and you can tell I'm not interested in conversation. You're having fun touching and teasing me. It's likely that I've been coerced into emitting some small amount of slick fluid by now, a sign of my arousal which you lovingly smear on the tip. You decide that it's time to take me to the edge of orgasm, so you squeeze some special sauce on me and use various hand techniques. You've familiarized yourself with the techniques, and added your own spice. It's evident that the techniques provide a diversity of sensations and you focus on different areas and alternate grips and speed. You know what you're doing, and what it does to me. You grip me and increase speed, brushing my tip with every stroke. I tell you that I'm about to cum, and you tell me to hold it -- and you STOP. You watch me orgasm - without ejaculating. This way I won't go soft. You watch me relax, so you begin massaging me again -- starting slowly. You know, and I know, that you can do this to me again and again. I love this game. It's healthy too. I love you. I love you more for giving me this kind of dedicated attention. You choose when I'm ready to orgasm. It's your gift to me. You may even ask me for my opinion on whether or not I should orgasm yet, and regardless of what I say, you choose whether or not - to stop -- or, to keep going. You know that once you've untied me, it's inevitable that I'll quickly want to get inside of you. Even if this happens, you should slow me down and allow us both to enjoy this time of ecstasy and togetherness. We're totally connected -- body and soul. We kiss, and at this point, it feels like we kiss forever, and I cum inside you -- shaking with enjoyment and satisfaction. You wait until I'm almost finished, and start to fuck me again with an intensity that takes me by surprise and over the edge…and… into laughter! I'm incredibly sensitive at this point, and I'm beside myself with pleasure. I'm laughing, and I love you so much for loving me like this. While I'm still hard, I reach down and make you orgasm again with me deeply inside of you. Soon afterwards, we'll fall asleep exhausted in each other's arms, and sleep peacefully until morning. Loving Time We kiss fervently, our arms wrapped around each other in a tight embrace. Suddenly she pulls away. Her eyes burning into mine for what seems forever. My mine searches for a reason, any reason she has so abruptly pulled away. We’ve been going together for six months. I am deeply in love with her and I am sure she is in love with me. It’s nearly sun set on a mid September Sunday. We are parked on a low hill with a beautiful view. Soon the sky will be soft blue and pink and gold. We’d see anyone approaching long before they got anywhere close. We’ve put the front seat all the way forward and we relax in the back seat of my car, the radio playing softly. This is our place to be alone together, to enjoy each other. She is barely 18, just starting the 12th grade at a Catholic Girls School, living with her parents. Her father, he is my Math professor, introduced us. I’ll soon be 22, this is my last year of a football scholarship at the large Midwestern University. I will be getting a degree in math in June. I live in the jocks dorm. The first home game of the season was yesterday. She does not have to be home until 10 PM. So, why has she pulled away? Dan, Do You Love Me? Yes, Oh God Yes, Mary. I love you so much it hurts, I truthfully answer her. Then it’s time, she says simply. Surprising me. Time for what? She quickly she pulls her tee shirt and bra over her head, tossing them into the front seat. Before I can react she pulls off her Jeans and panties, throwing them over the seat. Make love to me. Please make love to me, she says, her eyes smoldering with desire. I stare at her in disbelief. She is so beautiful. Until three weeks ago I had only gotten a few brief glimpses of her breasts. I first got a feel on her tits nearly 5 mouths ago, after several dates when I coped feels of them, I was allowed to caressed them through her blouse for the first time four months ago. Then about 3 months ago I was allowed to place my hand inside her bra, and feel the warm soft firmness of her full breasts for the first time. Then, just two weeks ago she allowed me to remove her shirt and bar. Allowing me the pleasure of looking at her breasts for the first time, she allowed me to kiss them and suck her large nipples. That night, I’ll remember that night forever, I spent hours, though it seemed only a few minutes, caressing and licking her beautiful tits and kissing her soft mouth. That night, She put her hand under my pants and held my cock, squeezing it gently. I put her hand on my cock outside my pants months ago. She came to enjoy messaging it through my pants. That night for the first time she slid her hand inside my pants and held my hot hard cock in her bare hand. It felt so wonderful. Soon I had to warn her I was about to cum, but she just continued to squeeze my hard rod until I shot my load of hot sticky cum. Mary was never really interested in boys, She never had time for them. Yes, some were cute, some were interesting, but all boys were so juvenile. Swimming and studying was much more important and took all her time. She believed sex was for marriage. Sex was a means to have children. That is what her mother and the Nuns at school had told her. I dated a lot while in high school and several girls in collage. I had sex with several of the high school girls and a couple here, mostly because it was expected. Both the girls and the guys would have thought I was queer or something had I refused. Girls were fun and screwing was great, but not the be all and end all that most of the guys seem to think it is. I, for the most part, felt that sex was for married people, so they could have kids. That’s the way I was raised. That is what my mom, my dad, and the Priest taught me. Athletics, mostly football was my main interest. Mary is the most unbelievably gorgeous woman in the world. I drink in her beauty. She has the face of an angel with short curly blond hair. She is an athlete, a swimmer, she swims for 1½ hours every day and her body is just about the most perfect one I have ever seen. She is 5’9” tall, 135 lbs. 36/24/34. Broad muscular shoulders and strong arms. Long thin, but not skinny, legs. Her hips, her pussy, just the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I have seen nude girls, even screwed them, and I’ve looked at naked women in magazines and movies, but she is more beautiful than any of them. Her breasts, a small C she says, are perfect soft mounds. The areolas are large and deep pink. The nipples are about ½ inch long and maybe ½ inch around. Perfect crowns on the perfect mounds. Her chest tapers to a narrow waist highlighted by a perfect deep belly button. Soft blond curls seem to frame her nearly bald pussy. Make love to me. I want to make love to you. Pleas Dan, make love to me. I kiss her urgently. She does not have to ask again. I love her, I want to make love with her. She pushes me away, take off your clothes she whispers. Quickly I comply. Our nude bodies embrace, our open mouths licking deep inside each others. She sits with her back against the left side of the car, one leg across the seat the other knee bent, her foot on the floor. I kiss and lick my way down her neck and shoulders and chest. Lingering at her beautiful breasts, licking kissing, sucking. Then I kiss down her body, wanting to examine her, wanting to love her, wanting a look for the first time at her pussy. I lick her navel, then kiss the very top of the tight thin slit that is her pussy. You like? she teases, you’re the first man to see it she reminds me. Kneeling on the floor my face inches away I can smell the heat coming from her. I gently open the soft lips with two fingers. I sniff closer, then gently kiss her sex opening. She moans loudly, I lick as deeply into her opening as I can. I wish I had a longer tong. Her hands grab the back of my head and pull my mouth into her open vagina. I did not know exactly what to do, or how to do it, but I knew I was immensely enjoying doing it. I kissed her neither lips and fucked her with my tong. She was hot and sweet and so good. My cock was as hard or harder than it had ever been and I was sure I would soon shoot my load with out either of us touching it. I had heard that kissing, eating, pussy was good, but My god I had not expected it to be this good. Her hips began to rotate and soon she was panting and moaning. Yes, Yes, Oh god Yes, she chanted, then I was rewarded with a flood of the sweetest warm liquid I had ever tasted. She had cum in my mouth, the nectar of the gods delivered from my angle, and I lap it all up. We kiss deeply sucking each others tongs. You taste so good she says. No, that is your nectar you’re tasting, I tease. A few minutes latter she said it was her turn, sat back against the right side and she went down to examine my cock. She fingered it all over and gently felt my balls. She’s held my cock several times, but this is the first time she’s seen it. Turn on the light, I want to see it. Pretend your blind, I giggle. She giggles and slowly fingers all of it and my balls. She kisses the head then gently licks it all over then licks my balls then back to my cock. She wraps her right hand around it. She looked up at me and then lowered her head and took about half of it into her mouth. I tried to push her away when I felt the cum pulsing through my cock. She looked up at me in time to take the first spurt under her chin. She quickly went back to sucking and took all the rest of my cum in her mouth. When I was finally dry she looked up with her mouth full of cum, then swallowed it. We sit for almost an hour, talking, caressing, and softly kissing. Then our kisses become more urgent. Without either of us realizing it, we had worked into a position where she’s on her back across the seat, my cock pressing into her pubic mound. Fuck me she whispers. I raise my hips and she takes hold of my cock and guides it to her opening. I lower my hips and the head slips in. Stop she cries. I nearly jump out of the car. No she laughs, don’t stop, stop, just be very gentle and put it in very slowly. I lean forward and I kiss her pussy, licking the inside. Stop that, she says, I want your cock in there. I lay on her and glue my mouth to hers. She works her hand between us and takes my hard on and guides it to her opening again. Very slowly I push my hips and this time about 3 inches slide into her. She moans loudly. I hold still. She raises her hips and another inch penetrates her silky hot wet virgin vagina. It is so hot and so smooth and so tight. I have never felt anything so wonderful. I push a bit harder and a little more goes in. She cries out, She grabs my butt with both hands forcing me deeper, preventing me from pulling any of it from her. Eventually, slowly, ever so slowly the other 3 inches slide into the silky tight depth. We are closer than close, we are one. God she prays, Oh God so good. I press my mouth to hers. She relaxes her death grip and seems to gently pull up on my ass. I slowly lift my hips pulling about half my cock from her, them she pulls my ass down, forcing all of it all the way back in. She giggles softly. We are fucking, she whispers, I love you. I love you, I replay, sincerely. She relaxes her hold on my ass, then pulls it into her. We are fucking with short slow strokes. Suddenly she clutches my ass so tight it hurts and pulls my pubic mound to hers so hard it almost crushes my pubic hair. She grinds her mound against mine and with no other warning she climaxes, sending a gusher of hot sweet liquid all over my balls. That sends me over the edge. I explode, shooting my load deep against her cervix. We lay still, cuddling each other. That was our first time. We learned to bring each other complete satisfaction from that very first time. We have been married for many years now and are very much still in love. We had our first experience with group sex several years ago and we are very much into the swinging lifestyle. We believe most couple would greatly enjoy opening up their sex life. Try it, You’ll like it.