The Writings of Wyera
Vacation
Part I
The hands on my watch glow in the dim light as we finally pull over for the
night. The motel's sign a beacon of hope as I stretch my back in the
passenger as you park the car. Driving in Britain unnerves me just a tad.
I yawn softly as I watch you get out and check in for us, slowly hauling
myself from the car with my bag in hand. Your face curves in a gentle
smile, eyes bright, as you walk back to meet me. "Ready?", the soft sound
of your voice carries over the carpark and I nod in response.
You reach for my hand and I gladly slide it into your grasp, leaning into
you and laying my head on your shoulder briefly before we start up to the
room.
* * *
A soft click, and the light comes on. We both stow our bags out of the way
and start to make ourselves comfortable. As usual for me, I kick off my
shoes and just flop down on the bed, stretching and flexing my body. I let
my eyes close as I start to unwind for the overnight stay, looking forward
to a late start tomorrow afternoon.
Folding my hands behind my head, I concentrate on relaxing. Letting my body
stretch its aches out slowly. The soft sounds I make covering up your
approach, causing me to start and gasp softly at your touch. One hand holds
my arms still and the other holds a blindfold over my eyes. Understanding,
I relax and lay still, as you leave me sightless. Now I strain for sounds,
hints, that will tell me what to anticipate next. But alas, you're quiet.
I can almost hear the smile on your face as you watch me concentrating while
you move effortlessly.
You lift my arms slowly from under my head; quickly pinning my wrists to the
bedspread as you bind them quickly and tightly. Even though not tied to the
bed itself, the positioning of my arms when my wrists were secured makes it
impossible to bring my arms down without pain. A soft chuckle and a throaty
"Comfortable?" is all I can hear from you.
Again, I'm straining my hearing, trying to hear what you're doing. Abruptly
I feel your hands on my jeans, unfastening the fly and tugging them down.
Obediently I lift my hips, helping. The fabric slides down my legs and
free. You remove my socks and slowly fasten what feels like silk around
each ankle, spreading my legs wide as you tie each to a foot of the bed. A
soft moan escapes me before I bite down on my lip. A delicious thrill as I
lie there, sightless and bound, helpless and waiting for you.
The bed shifts as you join me on the bed. I can feel your breath on the
side of my neck and the heat of your body along mine. Unconsciously, I draw
in a breath, arching up slowly to try and press against you. I whimper
quietly as I feel your hand fall to my stomach, neck arched as I enjoy the
weight of it. Your hand creeps higher up my body, stoping every few
seconds. Until I feel your hand over my breast, deliberately teasing me, I
don't realize you're undoing my blouse. Finally, after what seems like
hours, you part my blouse and run the back of your hand over the tops of my
breasts. My skin breaking out in goosebumps as I moan deep in my throat.
Your weight shifts and I feel your mouth brush against my neck. Your tongue
traces my collarbone lightly as your hands unhook my bra at the front.
Letting my breasts spill free into your hands. The soft groan sending pride
and pleasure coursing through my veins as I try to move under you; pressing
them close, trying to display them for you. The gentle heat of your hands
as you cup my breasts excites me, sending my hips writing slowly. I hear
you chuckle again, pleased by my arousal.
A soft growl is rent from my lips as I feel your mouth close hungrily over a
nipple. The fast and hard tug of your mouth send electric shocks through my
system, hardening my nipples and sending my pussy into overdrive, making it
start to soak my thongs. My skin is set aflame as one of your hands starts
to trail over my stomach; drawing soft little patterns, teasing me.
With your hand flush against my abdomen, you move your mouth to my other
nipple, teasing it slowly with your tongue. The wet feel of your tongue and
the rasp of your teeth as you bite make me moan quietly. I can feel your
smile against my skin as the sharp pleasure of the bite makes me hips buck.
Moaning softly, pouting, as you draw away. The feel of your mouth replaced
with the cool touch of metal. With a gasp and a burst of pleasure bordering
on pain, what I can only assume are nipple clamps are fastened to my body.
"Not too tight this time, but you'll enjoy them", you whisper softly to me,
rattling the thin chain between them. You tug once, lightly, on the chain
to show me; savouring the sound of my ragged breathing as I half moan/half
whimper. My tongue is stroking over my lips slowly when I feel your mouth
close over mine. Kissing me long and tenderly. Your lips tight against
mine as your tongue dances in my mouth. You let me suck softly, savouring
its taste and feel before making me groan and writhe against you as you tug
the chain.
Next thing I feel is my thongs being torn from my body and your fingers
burying themselves inside my very hot and wet pussy. It feels like my eyes
roll back as I growl, moan and whimper while arching into you as high as I
can while bound. Again the bed shifts under your weight and I realize
you're not longer beside me.
The only sounds I can hear are the soft rustle of fabric and something
heavier. I writhe and moan softly, my body on fire with desire and
anticipation. I can HEAR you move but I can't see you, I don't know what's
coming and it's an exquisite torture. I can feel the flush creep over my
body, my heartrate increase and I know I'm more than aroused enough.
Flexing my back, I arch up, offering myself to you almost desparately.
Seeking pleasure and release at your touch.
I lay on the bed, awaiting your desire, for what feels like hours, eons
almost. Then it comes, I feel your breath against my right ankle, your hand
on my left. Your lips and tongue slowly slide over my skin, tasting me.
Your fingers stroking up my calf and wrapping around my knee. I'm panting
and whimpering almost constantly. My hands are fisted in the bedspread
behind my head so I don't "misbehave" as your touch distracts me.
No words can be formed, the only sound heard from me are low gutteral noises
as I squirm and delight under your touch. Your mouth teasing over my thigh,
teeth nipping lightly. I can hear you chuckle as I gasp. Your fingers
reach higher, teasing over the join of my hip and leg, stroking down, just
barely brushing against my pussy. The jolt of that touch, that eagerly
awaited, desparately wanted touch sends my hips arching up. My voice
nothing but a growl as I buck against you.
You straighten, still kneeling, and I can feel that you're naked. I can
now, finally, feel the hard and heated length of your cock against my leg as
you lean forward, kissing the top of my thigh. I hold my breath for
achingly long moments. Hoping, wondering and wanting to feel your mouth on
me. Then nothing. Your mouth is gone, your hand is gone, but I can still
feel you between my legs.
The chain between my breasts tugs again, this time sending me into blisfful
oblivion. My body shaking under your gaze. My ardor getting the better of
me as I cum shamelessly with one touch. My voice raw and gravelly as I cry
out, over and over, with the force of it. My breath catches.
And that's when you, not ungently, pull the clamps free and slide your cock
into my spasming pussy. My whole body arches up, flexing back and clenching
tight around you. I scream. Helplessly climaxing again. My nipples are
turgid and red from the clamps and the orgasm. I dimly register that you're
moaning, talking to me, encouraging me. I'm beyond comprehension. My body
centred solely on the pleasure I'm derriving from you.
Your mouth closes around a nipple, I can no longer tell which, as you stroke
in and out of my body. You pull me down lower on the bed and tip my hips
higher and driving deeper into me. I'm sobbing now, the pleasure so intense
I can't do anything else. My whole body is shivering, constantly striving
for the next peak.
Your fingers dig into my hips as your move faster and harder. Now I can
feel not only my pussy throbbing but you as well. The alternate pulses make
my breath catch as my body rockets up again. I buck and grab your cock
tight in my pussy as you slap my ass. The sound of it alone exciting me
even as the shock revebrates through my body. A growl issues from my throat
as I once again arch up, senseless to anything but my own need. My body
moving on its own as I sob with pleasure. I vaguely hear you cry out and
then the world goes grey.....
* * *
I slowly open my eyes, my whole body languid and warm. The first sight is
your smile, followed closely by your eyes. As you realize I've woken up, a
hand strokes my face tenderly. I return the smile and curl into your arms,
burying my face against your neck.
Whispering, since my throat is a little tender, I say "Thank you. That was
.. I.. " and then chuckle as I realize you understand. "No need" is your
reply as you gather me close and we both close our eyes this time; napping
together.