She knew he wanted to tie her up. They had discussed it several times. It was something her previous lover had sometimes done. Although cautious to start with, it had soon become a very welcome addition to their sex life. Whether it involved a blindfold or not, being tied up and fucked made her climax hard.
She thought it would be similar to what she had previously experienced. Wrists bound together with ankles tied. Maybe legs spread wide open, anchored to the bed. Oooo, she shivered in excitement.
Three metres of rope seemed excessive. She gazed at him. He smiled and moved her over to the bed. Already naked with the exception of black heels, he positioned her face-down, her hair falling over her face and shoulders. She could smell the sheets, the usual aroma of hotel linen. She waited, slightly nervous, her mouth dry.
He started, looping rope around her body. She trusted him, but started to wonder what he was doing. It was only their second liaison. She glanced at him sideways through her hair sprawled over her face. He was hot. Everything from his intense eyes, incredible hair, sensual lips and impressive torso. There had always been something mysterious about him – she had never dared hope his sexual preferences would compliment her own so closely.
He continued, kneeling her up on the bed, depositing kisses on her back. Rope wound firmly around her wrists, threaded over her shoulders and outlining her breasts. Returning her to her original position, he bent her legs up behind her back and secured the rope around her ankles. Hogtied.
He stepped back to admire his work. He was pleased and visibly aroused, his huge erection standing out proudly, glistening with pre-cum. He stood next to the bed, cock parallel with her mouth. She parted her lips slightly, flicking her tongue over his tip. Fuck, he tasted good. Feeling him tense, she opened her mouth wider, eager for more but he moved away.
Lifting her up from the bed, strong arms clasping her, he kneels her in front of the mirror. She gasps at his handiwork. She looks sexy. Black rope criss-crosses her pale skin, tied with intricate knots in a beautiful pattern. He sees her admiration and leans down for a kiss. Tentative to start with, she feels his hot breath, smelling the coffee which he had recently sipped. Lips meeting, smiling, she melts under the intensity of his eyes. Fighting against the inability to move her limbs, her kiss is frantic now, tongues exploring every millimetre, licking teeth and swallowing deep.
Her nipples erect, juices start to escape from her pussy. Moving behind her, he fondles her buttocks. She leans back to him, arching her back. The heat of his breath is on her neck. Sliding a hand between her legs, he works his finger, parting her labia. She inhales, as he leisurely probes her, gliding his fingers into her wetness. As he adjusts his body position slightly, his erection sways, brushing against her pelvis. He withdraws his hand, quickly replacing it with a vibrator which he plunges in hard, making her moan sharply. To her disbelief, he leaves it switched off.
Standing in front of her, he strokes his shaft, building the tension. She groans as she watches him, wanting to have his throbbing penis buried deep in her vagina. Going crazy with frustration, she grinds against the stiffness which he inserted. Damn him, denying her the vibes she craved.
As if he is a mind-reader, he bends over, switching it on, slapping his hardness against her tits. As she frantically jerks her hips, he can see how close she is to climax. With an smug look, he turns down the speed of the vibrator, enjoying the power he holds over her. He pushes his cock into her mouth where she hungrily takes him. One hand frantically wanking, the other on her pert breasts, pinching her nipples, his hand darts down and quickly whacks up the speed of her fuck stick. She cums hard, shaking and quivering uncontrollably. He simultaneously blasts across her face, streams of semen soaking her lips, nose, eyes and hair. It slides down her chin, dripping on her chest and down onto her damp pubic hair. She pokes her tongue out, licking his hot spunk off her lips. She murmurs, he tastes so good.
Still recovering, breathing deeply, he loosens the rope and removes the vibrator. They lock eyes intensely, glowing. She knows what coming next…
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