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Rated: XGC · Short Story · Erotica · #390543
Late night bondage
Faintly through my sleep, I heard the door click in my room. The feeling of your cool hands sliding under the layers of blankets and caressing my warm skin brought me to awareness. I smiled slightly, and rolled over to look up at you, and your lips met mine in a gentle kiss. You withdrew your hands a silently placed a blindfold over my eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, and you silenced me with a finger over my lips, which I immediately licked. I felt you gently lift my hands over my head and tie them securely to the headboard of the bed, and I twisted gently in the bonds. Suddenly the cool air rushed onto my body as you pulled all of the covers back. I felt you pull me down the bed as far as my wrists would allow, and then lift one ankle and tie it to the post on the bed. And then your hands grasp the other ankle and repeated the same. Goosebumps raced over my body at your touch in the cool air. I felt your hands all over my body, caressing, and rubbing gently, making me shiver. Soon I felt your lips touching me, licking me. You let your tongue glide up the inside of my thigh, but stopping just short of my shaved pussy. I twisted into you craving more of your touch and moaning softly. I heard the soft sounds of you moving around and reaching for something. Then I felt you once again, sitting on the edge of the bed, and leaning over me. I twisted my face towards you listening intently. I felt your hot breath over my nipple and suddenly extreme cold as you let the ice melt in your mouth and drip down. You repeated the same with the other, and then played your chilled tongue all down my belly and inside of my thighs. By this time you have me dripping. You tease the exposed underside of my arms, and play with my ears gently. I twist to you, trying to get more of your feel and touch. You withdraw from the bedside, and then the sound ceases. I lay very still listening for any sound of you; a footfall, a breath, but I hear nothing. Silence surrounds me. I turn my head, hoping to hear something, and the room is ever silent. I hear the refrigerator turn off and it is even quieter. I lay still not moving waiting for your return. Finally I hear you move, getting up from the chair near the bed. I feel your hands caress all of my sensitive spots that you know so well, playing with me and teasing my body into a higher awareness. I feel the bare tips of your fingers graze my clit and I shudder at the sudden jolt of energy through my body. You lean close over me, and breathe across it, and I twist trying to escape the cold draft. Suddenly your breath turns hot and I lay very still. I feel your fingers flick across once more, teasing me, making my body shake. Finally you begin to stroke me, gently and quietly. I strain against the bonds that hold me, trying to get more of your intoxicating touch. Drunk off of the raging feelings that are blinding me to anything but your pleasure I lay writhing trying to get more of the intoxicating pleasure. You remove your hand from my throbbing clit, and I lay still panting quietly. I hear you withdraw, and then you return, and sit close to my head, and gently you lift my head and I feel you place a straw near my mouth. I slurp quickly the cold drink that you gave me, a bit of Jim Beam and Coke, almost gagging on the sharp taste. I lay back, still panting a bit, as you set the glass down on the dresser. I feel you return to the bed, sitting farther down. Suddenly I feel your teeth on my clit, biting gently. I moan softly at your tough, thrusting myself into you. You gently begin to suck on me, stroking with your tongue, and playing with your teeth. I feel your hands caressing my ass, and playing with me gently. You stroke down my pussy all the way past my ass, teasing me with your touch, playing with the juices that are dripping out. Suddenly I feel your fingers slide slowly in, so slowly. I moan with pleasure and press down on your fingers. You withdraw them again, suddenly I feel you press two fingers into me. I moan louder with pleasure, gripping your fingers as you move them gently in me. Your tongue still plays across my clit, flicking and teasing it. Suddenly you withdraw and stop. I am panting quite hard now and I moan softly with displeasure. A soft sharp word silences me. I feel you climb over and sit in between my tied legs, lifting my hips up a bit and sliding under me some. I feel your hard cock pressing against me; I strain trying to get you into me. You smack my leg signaling me to stop. I lay still, waiting patiently. I feel your cock suddenly pressing down into me, and I lift my hips to reach you further. I feel you sliding slowly in and out of me, rubbing me in all the right places. I grip you with my thighs as well as I can with my ankles tied. I feel you throbbing in me. You increase your pace and slow alternately, playing with me, and teasing me to no end. I feel your fingers gently brushing my clit, and then pinching my nipples. I quickly reach and orgasm, and you are still driving in and out of me. You continue to pound me, as I begin to reach a second climax, locking down on you and holding on. You groan as you begin to cum inside of me, both climaxing at the same time. You collapse on top of me, leaning down over my heaving body, you head on my breast. I feel you reach down and loosen the restraints on my feet, and take them off. Then you reach up and remove the ones from my hands. I reach out and touch your face, and hold it in my hands, and draw you to me, and kiss you passionately. I feel you reach and draw off the blindfold, breaking the kiss at the same time. I gaze into your eyes settling back on the warmth of after sex. You draw the blankets back up over both of us, and I draw you close to my body, holding on to your warmth. The last thing I can recollect is feeling you reach up and kiss my forehead, and brush my hair back. “Goodnight Kitten.”
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