Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Everyone Has Secrets:

Richard looked at her intently as she lay there helpless and waiting. Here on the bed he had stretched her limbs to all four corners with the use of black nylon tether straps and soft leather cuffs. In her mouth was a black ball gag, and a blindfold effectively removed her sight.

She was breathing heavily and small beads of perspiration were forming on her face and upper chest. She was aroused by the bondage, but more than that, by the headiness of her anxiety and the anticipation of what was to come.

This was her hidden secret. With all other men she was a stong and exacting dominant, but her lifelong friend Richard was different. He was the only one who could top her and take her to that special place. And now here lay Monique, surrendered and waiting, longing for his touch and his control.

Richard would go slowly. That was his passion, the slow burn, the teasing of her senses, the pleasure/pain paradox, the bringing of her to the pre-orgasmic plateau... and holding her there.

With tender hands he started to touch her. He stroked her body and made love to her skin with his fingertips. She was incredibly wet and the room soon filled with the familiar scent of her open cunt and the body oil she was wearing. Richard continued to touch her and began to carefully work his fingers over each one of her lean and sensitive ribs, Monique flinching with each movement of his hand.

He had obtained some special nipple clips for her and gently placed them on her erect nipples. They were light in weight and did not pinch hard, but they had teeth like small needles that caused a constant and intense stinging sensation on her delicate flesh.

Moving his hands further down her now glistening body, Richard started to tease her sex. She was completely shaven and her wetness was flowing from her open lips. He stroked and played with her, taking his time and watching her slowly unravel. The intense stinging of the nipple clips on her breasts and the relentless pleasure of his fingers was driving her mad.

She wanted him desperately, but he waited, and watched, and waited, all the while increasing the intensity of her arousal. But he would not let her climax. He was a master at this game and he held her there on that plateau, hovering in ecstasy, and just out of reach of the orgasm she would do anything for.

And then, when it seemed like she would snap apart, he moved between her legs, slid forward, and filled her with his bulging erection. He fucked her hard and fast, watching her scream in to her gag as a blinding orgasm enveloped her slender body....

2 comments:

Buffalo said...

Hope all is well with you. I miss reading your offerings.

selkie said...

I'm with buff ... your writing is delicious