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Even though you texted me to let me know you are in the lobby, I am slightly startled by the knock on the door. I think the excitement of the pending evening has my nerves a little on edge. I cross the room to the door and peek out through the peep hole. You’re standing a little too close to the door for me to see your face but, oh yes, I’d recognize those sunglasses anywhere.



I silently take a deep breath, think “Here we go” and open the door, standing behind it in case anyone else walks by the room. No sense giving everyone a show. I say, “Hello, come on in,” as I hold the door open in front of me. I see your blueish gray suit jacket and black pants walk in and admire the rear view from my vantage point as I close the door. Scanning up the length of your back side, taking in your well tailored suit, my eyes resting on your broad shoulders as I make the mistake of leaning back against the cold metal door. The moment the chilly metal hits my bare skin I let out a small yelp.



You spin around and our eyes lock. I smile and say, “Oooo that’s cold.”



You reach up and remove your sunglasses and I notice your blueish-gray eyes slowly drop as you take in my outfit. Starting down at my feet with a pair of leopard print, peek toe pumps, moving up over my black fishnet stockings with a scalloped lace top circling mid-thigh. They are clasped by black satin garter straps contrasting against the delicate skin of my creamy white upper thighs. I can feel your eyes radiating heat straight over the v of my womanhood barely covered by a sheer black g-string, upwards over the sliver of my midriff showing underneath my sheer mesh and lace covered corset emphasizing my hour glass figure. Your eyes coming to rest on my ample cleavage being displayed by the cups of the fitted corset. You take in the dusting of freckles across the top rounded mounds of my breasts. And finally your warm eyes come back up to meet my gaze and you say,



“Oh no, that’s very hot.”



A smile breaks out across my face and I push away from the door. Taking the 2 short steps between us, I stand directly in front of you. Look up at you and reply, “I’m glad you think so.” as I place my hands on the lapels of your suit jacket. I begin to slide my hands upwards, wrapping them around the back of your neck and giving a slight downward tug as I tilt my head up. I feel your large hands on my hips a moment before our lips touch. A brief, tentative kiss at first. Lips barely touching. Then slightly more pressure, lips still closed. I lean back, breaking the kiss and say,



“Nice to finally meet you” and then lean back in for another kiss…



Your lips taste sweet as I feel your tongue parting my own. Your right hand moves off of my hip and up to the back of my head. Your fingers weaving into my long silky red hair as you press your face closer to mine.

I hear you take in a deep breath as our mouths twist and turn, each seeking a better vantage point to taste the other more deeply. Your left hand slides around to grab my bare ass firmly, ensuring I won’t be getting away from you any time soon.

Our hands roam through each other’s hair, forcing our lips to convey our growing excitement to each other. I can feel your cock growing harder in your pants and I wonder if it’s caused more from the outfit I greeted you in or from the passion in my kiss.

As much as I love a man in a suit, and mmmmmm you look so handsome in your well fitted suit, we've been flirting across the ocean way too long for you to have this many clothes on now. I take my left hand and reach up to loosen your tie. I fumble at the button on your collar for a moment, never breaking the embrace of our lips.

My mind is racing at all the things I want to do. I want to taste you. I want to explore you. I want to please you and I want to start now….



My hands slide up and slip inside your jacket, up over your shoulders causing your jacket to slip down off your arms. I move to finish unbuttoning your shirt. Our lips still kissing, our tongues still exploring.



I feel your hands back on my naked ass, pulling me against you. I can feel your hardening cock through your pants and grind against it with my hips.



My hands have worked all the buttons on your shirt and I am slipping my hands back up inside it, over your torso, over your warm skin up to your shoulders and pushing the shirt off your shoulders as well. Forgetting about the cuff links at your cuffs. Realizing it when I can’t get it off your hands. I break the kiss, lean back, looking you in your eyes with hunger burning in mine and say,



“I want you naked. Now.”



You smile at my subtle request. As you tug against the cuff links, I place my lips on your chest. I am exploring your body, one kiss at a time. You flex your forearms and I hear the cuff links snap free from your shirt and I giggle.

I see your hands move to your belt, drawing my attention to the bulge waiting there. As you slowly unfasten your belt, I hear you say, “You’ve still got your clothes on. I don’t think I should get all the way undressed until you’re the same.”

As your belt slides free from its buckle, my hungry eyes look up at you. I repeat myself more firmly this time. “Naked. Now.”

As you unzip your pants, I slip my soft hands inside the waist of your pants and quickly yank them down to your knees. The rush of air on your bare skin causes momentary goosebumps. Your cock springs into view, flying fully at attention thanks to my attention.



Your feet are trapped in your own clothing as your arms had been moments before. You are at my mercy.

I look down at your engorged cock, smile wickedly and return my eyes to yours. My hand moving up the front of your thigh. I shift and run my index fingertip up the underside of your cock and say, “Impressive. Now let’s get to what we came here for.”



My finger slips off the tip of your cock, as I lean back in for another deep kiss. I place my hands on your chest and push you backwards into the room. Your tied up feet have you shuffling slowly backwards. I keep progressing forward, pushing with my hands and my body against yours until the edge of the bed hits the back of your legs. Feeling the stopped movement. I withdraw my mouth from yours and shove hard, causing you to tumble backward onto the bed.



Looking down at you on the bed, naked except for your pants around your ankles and your shoes still on. I smile, a naughty glint in my eye and say, “Oh, this is going to be so much fun.”


The look in my eyes is electric. I can see your cock straining to be closer to me as I pull at the pile of clothing around your feet. You kick your shoes off quickly as I pull the pants free. I see you reach up to your neck and tug at the tie still dangling from your neck. In my haste to undress you, I forgot to remove it. You slip it over your head and leave it laying on the bed.



You look up at me standing over you as you lay on the bed, my hands on my hips and that wicked smile on my lips. Suddenly the smile disappears as I start looking around the room.

“Something’s missing…” I say, snapping my fingers as my head snaps from left to right, my long red hair following obediently, as I ask, “You brought what I asked, right?"



You nod and motion to your suit jacket discarded by the door. I turn back round and jab a finger at you in a mock threatening fashion. "Don’t move," I say sternly to you. I see you smile as I turn. I can feel your eyes on my ass as I sashay across the room, my ass swaying hypnotically in the g-string. When I reach your pile of discarded clothes, I bend at the waist, thrusting my ass out toward you. I hear you groan and I look around to see your eyes staring back at me. I giggle and wiggle my ass a little more for your enjoyment.

"See anything you like?" You nod feverishly. I turn back round and rummage through the clothes. I look inside the pockets and finally find what I am looking for and take out three other ties: a green paisley, a red tie with subtle dots, and a black woven tie. I smile devilishly as I pull them out from your jacket’s pockets.


I stand up again and walk back over to the bed. Although my leopard print heels make no noise on the carpeted floor, I can see your eyes are drawn to them as I make my way towards you. I unroll the ties carefully and lay them on the bed. Turning my attention back to you, I look you up and down like a lioness measuring her prey.



"Good boy for bringing what I asked for.” I reply.“Now scoot back further onto the bed so you’re in the middle.’


As you are scooting into position, I pick up the blue checkered tie you wore with the suit. I inspect it and read the label. "Pure silk?" I ask, "nothing but the best for you huh, honey?”

I start to walk along the side of the bed running my fingernail along your leg and you watch the deep red nail as it glides along your skin, up your stomach, along your chest and up to your face. Obediently you remain still.



“Head up baby," I say, twirling the tie round my hand. You lift your head up a bit more and you feel me climb onto the bed behind you. Suddenly the tie appears in front of your eyes, covering them. You feel me tie it at the back of your head, my soft fingers brushing against your hair. Leaving you completely blind.



"Wish I’d worn a cheaper, see-through tie," you start to say, but I cut you off with a finger across your lips.

"No coherent sentences,” I say sharply, “only moans, groans and cries of ” oh fuck" unless I ask you a question".

I get off the bed again and seem to disappear. The carpet hides the sound of my heels and you can’t see a bloody thing through the tie.

You gasp and jump as my fingernails start running up your thighs towards your cock. I giggle, my warm breath tickling your cock.

“Someone’s jumpy," I whisper, "promise you’ll stay still?”

You nod.

My index and middle finger of my right hand start to walk the rest of the distance along your thigh to your cock. You feel my fingers wrap around it and I start to stroke ever so slowly. You moan slightly. My left hand moves off your thigh and you feel it gently cup your balls.

“Shaved, I see?" I ask, "My, my, I have trained you well. I suppose you deserve a little reward for that…”

My left hand disappears from your balls, only to be replaced by my lips. I kiss one, then the other. All the while my right hand has gradually increased the speed with which I am stroking your cock so I am now stroking with some speed. You feel my lips press gently against the tip of your cock and you moan louder, your cock lurching at the touch of my lips and your hips start bucking upwards, trying in vain to get between my lips into my warm mouth.

I stop stroking.

“Trying to fulfill our own agenda, are we, honey?” I ask in a sweet, innocent voice.

“No, babe, sorry," you say.

"Will it happen again?”

“No. Of course not.” At this point, I think to myself you are so desperate for me to carry on stroking you probably would have agreed never to eat again if it meant feeling my hand around your cock.

“Good boy." I resume stroking and build up to the fast pace that I was at before I stopped. My left hand returns to your balls, caressing and fondling them. You feel my lips on your tip again and I can sense it is taking all your efforts to resist moving. Luckily you don’t move and I reward you by parting my lips and start to slide down your cock.

If only you could see as I descend on your cock as it slowly slips inside my mouth. If you could see your cock disappear as I take inch after inch between my ruby red lips. As I get lower on your cock my stroking subsides until finally I stop and rest my right hand on your thigh. You can feel my tongue swirling round your cock, running over the tip. I start bobbing on your cock as you feel my mouth go up and down, you can feel the cool air on your shaft then it’s back in my warm wet mouth and then out in the open again.

"Oh…fuck,” I hear you say, your hands gripping the bed sheets with severity. I lift your mouth off your cock and quickly replace it with my right hand, which is furiously stroking away, using my saliva as a lubricant.

“See honey" I say patronizingly, "See how well rewarded you are when you follow the rules? ”

I lick all the way along the underside of your cock, from your head down to your balls. I take one in my mouth and suck gently, using my tongue to ensure that your entire ball is covered in my spit. After bathing that one, I move to the other one, swishing saliva over it with my tongue again. I lift my head up, your balls out in the air again. I admire my handiwork - your balls covered in my saliva while my right hand is still going overdrive stroking your cock.

I go in for the finale. You feel me suddenly dive onto your cock, my lips kissing the base. You still feel my tongue sliding along your cock, trying to coax the cum out of it. But then you made your fatal mistake…you placed your hands on the back of my head and started thrusting up into my mouth again. I put a firm hand on your stomach to hold you down as I sit up.



“Tsk, tsk, tsk, honey. You just can’t follow the rules, can you?” I say as I slide off the bed. “All you had to do was follow my simple rules and you would be exploding into my mouth right about now.” I gently scold. “Instead, we’re going to need to do something about it to make sure you can’t move again.”


I walk around to the right side of the bed. My eyes can’t help but to look at your hard cock, pre-cum oozing out of the tip. My eyes all alight, knowing what I have in store for you…for your body…for your cock.



I reach behind your head and untie the blue checkered tie I had used as your blindfold and wrap it around your left wrist, smiling down at you as I tie it to the head board. “This should help keep you from moving, honey.” I say.



I reach down and my hand snags the green paisley tie as I begin to climb up on the bed. My knees coming to rest next to your chest. As I lean over your upper body, my right breast almost grazing against your chin as I extend to wrap the tie around your other wrist I say, “You have impeccable taste in ties. It almost matches my taste in lingerie, wouldn’t you say?”



You reply, “As you noted nothing but the finest for me.”

You feel the ties pull firmly against your wrists as I am carefully wrapping them through the headboard of the bed. You can hear the silk being threaded through itself several times to ensure that you won’t be getting out of these knots any time soon. I slide my body away from yours as I return to the foot of the bed where the remainder of the ties lay waiting.


I pick the red tie up from its position and wrap it around your left ankle. Just as I had done with your wrists, you can feel me tightening the loop to make sure you stay put. I duck down out of sight for a moment,not that you can see me anyway, to fasten the restraint to the bed frame.

After tying the left ankle to the bed frame, I pop back up. Reaching for the final tie, the black woven tie, and walk the width of the bed over to the last corner. Snaking the tie around your right ankle, I tie a knot before ducking back down out of sight to fasten the last one to the bed frame. Standing back up, I admire my handiwork as well as let my eyes wander seductively over your naked body.



I come back around the right side of the bed. My eyes locked on yours. You can see the hunger has intensified in my eyes and I place my hand at your ankle above the knot. Lightly tracing a line up your leg with my fingernail as I slowly begin to walk along the length of the bed.



Teasingly slow, I drag my nails up over your calf, continuing on past your knee cap. My mouth opens and I say, “I learned to tie knots by a boy scout I dated in high school. Let me tell you he may have worn the uniform but he was no boy scout.” My nails now running up your thigh, wiggling my hand slightly back and forth from your inner thigh to your outer thigh as my hand creeps higher.



I see your cock twitch as I continue, "He was tall and dark haired like you. He kissed like the devil and took my virginity.“



My fingers now tracing over the crease where your leg meets your body, I begin to pull them up over your stomach with the lightest of touches. "He taught me how to tie knots that would make a sailor proud.”



Fingernails still running along your skin, now over your chest I make sure to let my thumb nail flick your aroused nipple as I come to a stop next to the bed. “So I hope you haven’t planned on going anywhere soon.”



You reply with a smile on your face, “I hope you can do some other things that would make sailors proud.”



Standing next to the nightstand, I bend over slightly, open the drawer and reach into it.



“Oh, you’ll see what I can do. I just hope you can handle it.” I say as my right hand snags my intended item and removes it. You can’t quite tell what it is as I have it balled up in my hot little hand. Keeping my fingers tightly wrapped around it, once again I crawl up onto the bed next to you. My silken covered knees touching your rib cage. I lean over, placing one hand on either side of your head, I bend down closer to you. You feel the lace and ruffle from the top of my corset along with my breasts pressing against your chest a moment before I press my ruby red lips to the right side of your neck.



I press three soft, tender kisses to your skin there. My cheek feeling the prickliness of a five o'clock shadow starting. My tongue slips out between my lips and licks your fevered skin. Tasting a little salt from your light sweat, I grin, tilt my mouth towards your ear and whisper, “Is someone getting a little nervous?”



I let the tip of my tongue trace your ear lobe before I sit back up, my hands pushing up off the mattress. Resting my ass on my heels, my eyes gaze down at you. I leisurely put my hands on your chest once again. My left hand has spread so it’s palm is over your nipple and my right hand, still balled up with hidden item, brushes my knuckles against your chest. I open my right hand a bit and suddenly now you feel a new sensation brushing against your skin. Not my knuckles, still soft, but yet different. Silky and smooth. I’m liking the feel of you under my hands and my mind wanders momentarily to think of how good your body will feel under mine. You see the flicker of excitement in my green eyes and I bring my mind back to where it needs to be at this point in my little devious plan. With glee in my voice, I say, “Oh, I think I might have forgotten to mention one little minor detail in my plan.”



“In addition to your ties that you so graciously brought from home for me to borrow. I also brought a few items from home to use this evening.” I reply as I slide my hand over to the other hand and grab an end of the mystery item. Now you can feel the silky fabric being rubbed back and forth between the center of your chest. You lift your head and look down to see a black scarf, running over your chest, tickling your chest hair.



Smiling seductively down at you, I ask, “Any guesses what I intend to do with this, honey?”



“Blindfold me again?”



“That would be correct.” I respond as I bring the silk scarf up, cover your eyes with it and tie it behind your head. While doing so I ask, “Have you heard that when you lose one of your 5 senses the others intensify?”



I watch your lips as you reply, “Yes.” before laying your head back on the bed.



“Let’s find out if that is true.”



I lean over and press my lips to yours again. Enjoying your kiss before I slip my tongue out to trace along your bottom lip. Mmmmm, I murmur before pushing my tongue into your mouth to seek yours again. Leaning onto you, the lace corset rubbing against your chest. My elbows grazing your shoulders as they rest on the mattress, my hands touching the sides of your face. I linger with my kiss, liking the way our mouths fit together, our tongues dancing.



Finally, I break the kiss, let a small sigh escape and slip down off the bed. Standing next to the nightstand again, you can hear the drawer open once again. The rustling of items inside until I withdraw something. Then silence until you hear a small metal sound hit the top of the nightstand and feel the bed dip to the side as I climb back up.



Next thing you feel something smooth brush against your top lip as I hold the item under your nose and tell you to sniff. You inhale. It’s a familiar food scent. Rich, sweet and creamy….like sweet candy or….you sniff again. Reminds you of autumn, apple picking and long ago Halloween treats…



I ask, “Can you guess what it is?”

You shake your head no.



“No guess? Oh, honey, it’s much more fun when you play along.” I say before telling you, “It’s my favorite ice cream topping…caramel. And now I plan on putting it on my new favorite dessert.” I smile devishly even though you can’t see it.



I am moving around slightly on the bed. You can feel the anticipation coursing through your body as you feel my fingers applying the sticking caramel to your right nipple. My two fingers going around and around before I pull the caramel covered fingers across your chest. Running out halfway, I dip my fingers back into the jar, scooping out more to continue my trail over to your left nipple, coating that one as well. The mattress slightly dips away as my body shifts to put the jar on the nightstand.



Shifting back, you feel my lips surrounding your left nipple as my tongue begins to lick it. Swishing back and forth over it, my tongue working very hard to remove the sticky, sweet substance. Cleaning that nipple, I start to lick my way across the trail, leaving a wet trail behind as I make my way to your other caramel coated nipple. I lift my head a bit to say, “Mmmmm, I just love the taste of caramel.”



I continue, “And hard nipples.” I place my mouth over your nipple to give this one a thorough tongue bath as well.



After lapping up all the caramel off your chest, I give you a quick kiss allowing you to taste the sticky residue left on my lips before hopping off the bed once again. Same thing as before, you hear me pull the drawer open, my hand searching for something, the drawer closing, another small metal sound hit the top of the nightstand. You now knowing it is a lid to a jar. This time, however, you don’t feel me climb back onto the bed.



Instead you only feel the smooth glass of a jar pressed under your nose again, followed by my instructions to sniff once again. This time when you inhale you smell….rich, earthy, sinfully familiar and decadent.



And I ask, “What about this one, honey? Guesses?”



“No, I’m terrible with smells, I really cannot guess any - sorry!”



“Can’t quite guess, hun? Not good at smells you say. Oh, that’s a shame.” I say before asking, “What about tastes, are you better at guessing tastes? Let me see if this helps.” I pause for a moment or two before you feel my fingers on your lips, covered in a thick velvety sauce. I say, “Suck it”



You open your mouth and I slip my index finger inside. The coated finger hitting your tongue. I feel your lips wrap around my finger, your tongue touching the underside, the gentle sucking of your mouth as you try to determine what it is. I glance at your hard, erect cock and think about wanting to suck it again. I close my eyes against the naughty thoughts running thru my head, and against the sensation of having my finger sucked and press my thighs together, which does nothing to squelch the wetness forming. The sheer g-string does nothing to sop it up and I feel a trickle run down my inner thigh.



I open my eyes and watch as I pull my finger out. The sexiness of it sends another trickle down my inner thigh as I ask in a tone slightly huskier from my arousal, “Well, any guesses now?”



You run the deep, dark, sweet flavor over your tongue. It’s another familiar food. Now that you have had a taste, the memories of ice cream sundaes and candy rabbits at Easter come flooding back and you guess….



“Shit babe, you’re going to be the death of me. Is it chocolate sauce?” you ask.



“Chocolate sauce is correct, honey,” I reply before adding, “Where do you think this heavenly little taste sensation is going?”



You answer, “On my cock?”



“Anxious to have my lips back on your cock, are you?



"God, yes!”



I look at your hard cock standing at attention and my mouth waters. I think to myself, “Dear god, I can’t wait to have your cock back in my mouth” but instead I say, “Well, I’m sorry, babe. I’m not quite done with teasing you yet.”



I have made my way to the end of the bed and you can now feel me climbing up on the bottom of the bed. Working my way up between your spread legs, I stick two fingers into the jar of chocolate sauce and scoop some out. I start on your right thigh, above your knee and paint a stripe up the inner part of your thigh all the way up to where you leg meets your torso. I reach back into the jar for more and continue the path down the full length of your left thigh.



I place the jar on the bed next to your hip and bend over. I place an open mouth kiss on your right thigh at the beginning of the chocolate trail. My tongue wildly swishing back and forth…..licking, nibbling my way up your delicious thigh. My breasts grazing your leg as I work my way up your inner thigh.



You can feel my cheek against the side of your cock as my mouth nears the top of the trail. I lift my head and I can vaguely make out the sound of you sucking in your breath in anticipation. Hoping I surround your magnificent cock with my mouth. I’ve lifted my head high enough just to clear the head of your cock. You can feel my warm breath on it as I hesitate above your cock.



Looking down I see your cock twitch and I smile, but then move onto your left thigh and slowly lap up the chocolatey goodness from the top to the bottom of your thigh. I hear you groan as I am working my way down your leg. “Are you enjoying this as much as I am, honey?”



“This is torture. You’re killing me.”



I giggle as I slip down off the bed, taking the jar of leftover chocolate sauce and placing it on the nightstand. Your eyes still covered by the blindfold, you hear me slide the nightstand drawer open once again and you ask, “Another dessert topping?”



“Yes. The last one. Let’s see if you can guess this one.” I skip having you smell it. Instead I coat a finger with the sticky goodness and press it into your mouth. It’s thicker than the chocolate sauce with a clearer, cleaner, overly sweet taste. Kinda taste like sunshine and reminds you of tea and toast.



“Ok honey, let’s see if you can make it 2 out of 3. What does this taste like?”

“Oh I cannot wait until I get a chance to get my own back,” you growl, “is it butter?”



“Butter?!? Is British butter super sweet and very sticky? American butter isn’t,” I tell you as I climb back up onto the bed, next to your side. I continue, “But honey is.”



Leaning over I touch my lips to yours. I slip my tongue out over your top lip. I can taste the leftover honey there and think to myself, “mmmm, so good.” I lift my head and shift into a new position on the bed. Turning so my knees press into your hip, I reach out, placing my hand on your thigh and leisurely slide it up your inner thigh. Circling your cock with one hand, I hold your cock straight up and in my other hand I raise the jar of honey above your cock. Tilting the jar, I watch as the honey slowly drips down from the jar over the head of your cock.



You can feel it coating your rock hard cock as the honey oozes down from the head onto your shaft. I keep pouring until the sticky sweetness reaches my hand at the base of your cock. I put the jar down on the bed on the other side of you and bend over your crotch. Taking your cock back into my mouth, I start working my tongue. Licking the coated head of your cock with wild strokes, around and around. The honey is very sticky and takes awhile of constant licking for me to clean the head of your cock. As I am sucking your cock I feel your hand on my leg. First on my calf, then up the back of my thigh. Your hand feels rough but warm. I feel it sliding higher up my thigh until your fingertips trace up the crack of my ass. You’re teasing me by just running your finger tips up to my ass and then down along my pussy to my clit but not touching my clit. You match my pace as my mouth starts bobbing up and down on your cock. My tongue flat against the shaft of your cock as I lick and lick and lick…



Suddenly I feel your fingers push between my lips and briefly slip inside me before you pull them out and bring them up to my clit. “Oh god.” I moan against your cock. I am twisting and turning my head so my tongue licks the honey off all sides of your cock. I notice your fingers are following my movements and now you have brought your fingers back down to my opening and are pushing them in, twisting and turning as you work your fingers in and out of me. I moan loudly causing a hum along your cock inside my mouth. I hear you groan and take that as my encouragement to continue.



I pull my tongue up the length of your cock until the tip of my tongue finds that little v on the underside of your cock. I start furiously licking there until you start moving your fingers in and out of my pussy faster and harder….finger fucking me now. I’m getting distracted and my mouth slows as my mind thinks, “Oh fuck!” My hips involuntarily starts to move against your hand, wanting more…needing more. Needing that release from the orgasm that is building.



I’m managing to still go down on you until your thumb finds its way onto my clit, then I lose control. Moaning as I lift my head, I utter, “FUCK!”



You respond back to me with a chuckle and ask, “Am I distracting you, babe?”

“Oh. God. Yes!” I groan. Your cock still in my hand. The taste of you and honey on my lips. Your fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy. Your thumb, oh god your magical thumb, rubbing my clit in circles. I place my forehead down on your lower abdomen. My ass still up in the air. Your still slightly sticky cock grazes my cheek. My hips working overtime matching pace with your fingers fucking me. I suck in a breath, hold it and bite my bottom lip. My eyes closed. I can feel it. I can feel it coming. The orgasm building. I release the breath in a whoosh and start moaning and panting. My heavy breathing indicating to you that I am close and you push three fingers deep into me. Curl up your fingers and stroke my g-spot as your thumb presses back and forth over my clit.



My orgasm explodes and I scream out, “FUCK!” as I grip your cock. My head begins to thrash side to side on your abdomen, my legs trembling, my pussy clenches tight around your fingers as you keep stroking my g-spot. I drench your hand with my juices as my ass starts to buck wildly. “Oh GOD” I moan as another wave of pleasure hits me.



I come to rest after the mind-blowing orgasm with my cheek on your belly looking up at your still blindfolded face. Your fingers slide out of me as I roll onto my side next to you. I watch as your bring your hand up to your sexy lips and see your tongue slip out to lick my juices off your hand. I’m making soft, almost purring noises as I continue watching. You slip your index finger into your mouth and I hear sucking noises are you lick it clean. You say, “Best thing I’ve tasted all day.”



I smile and reply back, “Oh, I don’t know. Your honey coated cock tasted orgasmic to me.”



You laugh out loud at that one. You move to suck another finger clean and it dawns on me. I sit up quickly, looking at the bedposts. Your feet and right hand still tied securely but the blue checkered tie you wore with your suit is dangling from the bed post, "Hey! You’re supposed to be tied up. How’d you get your hand free?“



"Your sailor friend mustn’t have told you that pure silk is slippery and therefore doesn’t always stay tied tightly.”



Remembering the mind-blowing orgasm your just hand delivered to me, I say, “Thank god he didn’t.”





Sitting up on the bed, my hand still on your cock. Your still rock hard cock. I release my hold on your cock and shift on the bed. Straddling your hips, my knees pressed against them, I raise up on them and then settle myself down on top of you. Your cock caught between you and my pussy. I lean forward slightly, putting my hands on your lower stomach and begin to rock back and forth along the length of your cock. My wet pussy lips sliding up and down…up and down. I hear you almost growl with desire and I ask, “Can you take some more cock teasing, honey?”



“Bloody hell no!” you bark at me and I chuckle, my smile wide on my face. Your free hand reaches up and grips my hip, your fingers pressing into my flesh, "If you don’t fuck me soon, babe, we’re going to lose our security deposit on the room when I break this bed to get my hands on you.“



"Oh my! We can’t have that.” I answer back. “Let’s see if we can avoid that." I raise up on my knees and reach down between us to take your cock in my hand once again. I skip the teasing of your cock head on my clit that I usually like partly because of your threat but ultimately I skip it because I am desperate to finally have your cock inside of me. After hundreds of emails back and forth, after flying across the Atlantic, after stripping you naked, after having your cock in my mouth, after teasing you unmercilessly I need to have your cock inside me or I myself find I might burst.



Pushing the tip inside, I let go with my hand and slowly slide down onto your cock. We moan in unison as I take you fully inside me. Sinking down onto you. I start rotating my hips, clockwise. Grinding on your cock, round and round. Moaning as I go. Building up the pace, rolling my hips. I feel you start thrusting upwards into me, pushing your cock up and I squeeze my pussy around you. Your hand moves off my hip and finds it’s way to my right breast. You cup it in the palm of your hand and begin to fondle it. The rough calloused skin brushing against my nipple, helping to arouse it. You say, "I want it in my mouth.”



I lean forward, my naked breast dangling over your mouth. You lift your head as your hand slides down my back to grab my ass. You find my erect nipple with your tongue and close your mouth around it. Taking in as much of my breast as you can. I feel your hot tongue swirling around my nipple as your mouth begins to suckle my tit.



I shift from grinding to rocking back and forth. My pussy gliding up to the head of your cock before I rock back onto it, all the way down to the base. Up again and then again back down. Your hips are continuing to thrust your cock into me. Over and over again and again. The desire in both of us fueling our movements, we speed up. Shorter, quicker thrusts now. Riding harder…faster. Moaning louder and louder. Using my hands on the pillow behind your head to push back onto you. My knees pressing harder into your sides.



“Un, un…..oh god!” I’m moaning. My breathing getting heavy again as I get close to my second orgasm. I hear your breathing has changed too. More ragged now. Your hand on my ass gripping just a little tighter. Your mouth sucking a little harder on my tit. You bite my nipple between your lips and pull back and it sends me over the edge. I start bucking wildly on top of you. Bouncing up and down as my orgasm hits. “FUCK!” I call out a moment before I feel you thrust up deep inside me. Your head thrown back onto the pillow as you explode deep into me. Your cum shooting up inside my pussy, stream after stream. It almost feels like your shaking from coming so hard.



I collapse onto your chest. My breasts crushed against you. My head resting just under your chin, I can hear your heart pounding and feel you breathing heavy. A thin layer of perspiration covering us both. Your cock still inside me. I can feel a trickle of cum ooze out, down my pussy lips. That contented purr of satisfaction I make after coming drifts up to your ears.



I hear you say, “Wow” and reply, “I agree.” just before drifting off for a short nap before round 2.