I reach for your desire with gentle touch. My fingers searching the moist message of your imminent groan. I stiffen in rapt bliss at the arch of your back as you open for me to the touch of bliss. I am cocooned in the warm glow of your absolute need for me. I slowly become yours as your abundant pleasure ensnares me hopelessly.

Seduced entirely by your arousal growing in my mind

my mind quivered “restraint, hands full….”

I groaned aloud to which she replied “glad it wasn’t wasted on you” “so how about that chair?” she said pointing to the antique faded armchair “restrained, blindfolded, lips nuzzling”

I am bound to the leather armchair, my sight blocked by the black silk scarf, she has carefully tied my wrists down to the low arms, and my legs to the verticals, the leather cool against my skin, the warm breeze playing with my nerves, my arousal stirring, my body becoming increasingly aware of itself. she has left me alone. allowing me to soak the situation in.

her presence is slowly felt, did she ever leave? she was watching me get aroused! something stiff and erect brushes against my lips, a nipple? my tongue darts out to explore what it was. It surrenders momentarily.

“what does it feel like?” she whispers breathlessly into my ear, the warmth causing me to shiver. round full breasts find the skin of my chest pressing. “your hard nipple” i struggle to articulate, as the pleasure washes over me freezing my mind, focusing only on you and the pleasure.

her breasts are glorious and i am desperate to see, as my cock swells with excitement, the nipple pulls away. “Torture!” I exclaim. Softly “you can be such a gorgeous bitch when you allow the slut in you to come out”. “I need heat and wet on my cock” I beg, needing the soft moist lubricated torture she provides so well, keeping me on the cusp of pleasure and the verge of my orgasm at her will.

I feel her heat first, then skin on my thighs, then her wetness as, she brushes purposefully against me, climbing onto me, she faces me, her hard nipples and the fullness of her breasts pressing into my chest and my mind. her mouth finds mine and the hunger reveals itself in the passionate embrace. the wetness of her thighs and clitoris teasing the searching tip of me. “Patience” she demands, as she climbs off

Her tongue begins expertly working down my chest, enjoying my smooth skin. Teeth biting my nipples achingly as she works her way down my belly finally lavishing my cock. “Do you like that?” she taunts? a groan escapes in reply, as my cock spams against her wet heat. “this is only the beginning of your torment” as the pleasure stops. her nails finding every nerve in my skin as they draw slowly across my bare flesh.

Then the sound of heels coming into room, the unmistakable clack of stiletto heels slowly, purposefully entering our space, the idea that she has found someone to join us inflames me. I groan in submissive pleasure. I wonder who, what? the new perfume, confuses my mind, the brush of hair across my bare shoulders makes me shiver…

Now it is the turn of the mystery woman to climb on me, again finding me, facing me, this time I am immediately engulfed as an unfamiliar cunt surrounds me as she penetrates me exactingly slowly, something deep and generous. I know you are watching, turning yourself on at the sight of me being fucked by another woman, I know you, so she must be absolutely stunning,

as she does this your tongue caressing my balls, then it hungrily slides up as she teases my cock, the tip of it dipping into her sweetness “ohh” is my guttural moan.

“I’m frustrated…I want to be her” you speak as you suddenly realise you are getting impatient. the woman smiles at you enjoying the tip of me, the luxury of my desperate thrusts. You watch enjoying now. pleasuring yourself.

Your tongue again explores me to my tip…with her pussy wrapped around it, as you work together at last. “Yes!” I cry “mmm two of you”

“she’s salty sweet” you say the hunger and need dripping in the cracks in your voice. the woman groans. as you simply say “I’m curios about this new sensation” as you stand up. ” Do you want me to fuck her for you?” I say as calmly as I can.

my blindfold comes slightly loose, letting me catch darkened, blurred, glimpses.

Silent you lift your leg over hers and then the other one facing her “I want to share your cock with her”

“Yes” is all I can muster in the eroticism of the moment.

“I want to feel her cunt against mine”

“my breasts against hers”

as she unties my hands, her mouth is on your nipples. the woman arches away, as she allows you to take me in, as you reach forward as your and my hands find her.

breasts, everywhere.

yes.

you sink over me engulfing me in the pleasure of you

is the woman pleasuring herself now? as her moans join ours, her fingers find ours.

deeper

you let me slip out as I slip into her soaking wet cunt

“ohhh”

your clit grinding against hers

the groans fill me

two girls groaning over my cock, me straining not to come over their pleasure

slipping, soaking wet

worshipping me. it is all new to me, I am usually the pleasure giver

This gift of you for me

The moment is imminent and the outcome inevitable and obvious, three simultaneous orgasms, the delight of the idea driving us all to its fulfillment.

I will respond, I will respond through deep groaning arousal, I will respond with hunger, with desire, with a lust in my eyes only for you. you will inhale the scent of my need, devour my urgency, my willful restraint to wait and enjoy.

You know what I really want, I want to rip your lingerie off, I want to bend you over the couch and take you hard from behind now, but this is too delicious.

You present yourself to me, I see the knowledge of my anticipated arousal in your eyes, the delicious subtle scent of your protracted arousal lingering between us. Did you acknowledge your warm moist desire building as you dressed for me? did you consider how each item would turn me on? did you wonder if I would leave the soft fabric against your skin, or if I would need to rent it from you to have you naked? What will our need tonight be? neither of us can know and therein lies the exquisite joy.

Silk stockings, carefully chosen to accent the bare triangle of flesh I love so much below the silken panties. Stilettos, tastefully arching your perfect calves. Hair down, wild. Perfect you think, knowing my reaction.

You walk towards the room I am in, your anticipation of my immediate arousal, slowing you down, so that each deliberate step, soaks your arousal deeper into your trembling wanting need.

I am at my laptop, invested in my mindwork, in a mind far away. I feel your presence distantly, but beyond a warm feeling, I am not truly aware of you.

Until the shock of your touch.

The gentleness of your warm breath, gently caressing my neck and my mind is refocused instantly.

Your hand aggressively finds my crouch and squeezes, just hard enough to shock me as you spin my chair around and take a step back. I gasp in surprised arousal. my mind spins to the room, to you, blocking out the cascading numbers of the theoretical world i was saturated in. I am dissolved instantly into your presence, I am with you, yours.

For the moment all I can drink in are your eyes, hungrily fixed on mine, the window to your soul, open in your willful need for me. I tremble, my breath catching.

I instantly realise you have taken time to prepare, as you stand, your hip cocked, displaying yourself, somehow knowing it is what i want most, in that moment. My eyes drinking you in. Your power over me complete. I know tonight you will dominate me, taking control of my desire, my pleasure.

The power you display turns you on, I see it in your eyes, in the trickle of moisture escaping down your inner thigh, and I am unconditionally your as always, my hunger complete, immovable, I need more, but I want the pleasure to build, to stretch me to my limit. I want you in control this time, and you know it, the knowledge making your head spin, your knees give for just a moment, the heat strangling your own breath. the room is still, the moment frozen in time as the moment brands itself into our collective memory, a moment we will both be recalling often in the years that follow.

You break the spell after an eternity as your hand rises to your shoulder, caressing your collarbone, absentmindedly, drifting to your breast as your eyes drink my need in. your hand cups your breast, as if it is an offering to me as I sit captive, immobile, unable to speak, unable to reach out, wanting more, but knowing your hold on me, feeding my hunger for you requires me to await you. your thumb flicks up, scratching your hard nipple, arching your back almost imperceptibly, throwing your head back minutely, but I know, as your pupils respond, and I feel the quiver you receive somehow. your hand reaches down to caress yourself through the silk of your panties, this I know is for my visual pleasure, but I know it feels good to you.

My cock is now bursting for release from the binds of my trousers. I want to feel your teeth tug at my nipples, your hands squeeze my balls, I need contact, I need your lips, your tongue, your wet desire to consume me in your passion, your need, your hunger. I want to feel you lower your wet silken cunt as I penetrate you a millimeter at a time. but it is not to be, not yet.

The unnoticed music reaches my consciousness, as you begin to move to the sultry beat, the warmth of the room enveloping us in our mutual desire. you lower yourself to the floor, backing away, increasing my anticipation.

you crawl to me, leaving a trail of arousal in the air behind you, reaching for my ankle, parting my legs, holding my balls, squeezing as i anticipated, holding on, as you unbutton my shirt, slowly, but hungrily, your eyes never having left mine for a moment. as still ever more you sway to the music. As the fourth button slips through your hand reaches under my crisp white shirt finding my nipple, pinching, just too hard, as you continue to grasp me in your other hand, my groan shakes me to my core. your nails leave my nipples as your hand returns to your wet panties, for a caress, you want me to see, the pleasure fulfilling both of us, as your mouth finds mine. Each of your hands inflaming each of our desires.

Suddenly both of your hands stop their work as you regain control. They grasp my collars as you rip the shirt from me, your mouth biting its way to my nipple, to my belly, you reach behind you for the ribbons of silk, as you step towards me, your silk wrapped cunt, hovering in front of my face, your subtle scent encompassing my attention. as you bind my arms to the chair, you are in total control. Your wet swollen desire, obvious, even behind the silken veil. You know I need to reach out and touch you, pleasure you, but I know I now cannot, so I submit to you pleasuring me. For now at least.

you unzip me raising my hips as my jeans are silently removed, your sex rubbing my knee, the wetness inflaming my skins knowledge of your desire, as your hands find me through the fabric of my boxers. I desire your mouth on me, your hands on me, as I groan, “please”, I am rewarded before the words have left my tongue, as your mouth finds the head of my cock, immersing me in pleasure, in your warmth, in the unbearable pleasure of your scraping teeth, the hypnosis of your swirling tongue, the subtle changes as your erotic curiosity finds my subtle moving pleasure, and fulfills it. your hands hungrily squeezing me, caressing my shaft, replacing your mouth, over the tip of me, returning to my squeeze my heavy testes, as your mouth returns its mesmerizing attention to me, as my hands tug at the ribbons. your moan sends me to the edge of orgasm as i realise you are pleasuring yourself, and it overwhelms me. knowing i am that close you stop as i am cresting the point of no return and you stand grinning caressing yourself for my reward as I calm down slowly. Your mouth now on mine, your sex against my thigh once more

As my breathing returns, so does the exquisite torment. once more you skillfully bring me to the point of no return, once more you stop. Relishing the control, the exhibitionist, in you rises as you back away, turn, bending over, presenting yourself to me.

again your attention turns to me, again, your mouth your hands, find their way to my loss of control, but it is quicker this time as you realise my self control is lost completely. you stop, tormenting me beautifully once again. You stand spread legged no in front of your rapt bound audience of one, as you caress yourself to the brink of orgasm, the occasional skillful caress of my cock, keeping me at the edge, just in control. you know that I will come, filling you with my hot desire, the moment you penetrate me, and this is what you want, us both on the edge, the connection of our penetration taking us both over, into rapt bliss. I see this as your eyes fuck me as you caress yourself to that edge….

I keep having these pictures in my head about going down on my hands and knees in front of you

Unzipping you

Drawing you out

Touching and exploring you

Feeling you get hard

Tracing the contours of your body

The velvet softness of your skin

The veins on your cock

Massaging you with my hands

My mouth

Hearing you groan

Have me look up at you, with your cock in my mouth

Brushing my hair against you

Tasting your saltiness

And musk

Wanting to prolong your pleasure, feeling you twitch and spasm,

Not letting you come, just teasing and tempting you, making you squirm

Keeping you in a state of agonized need,

Only this moment, this feeling, the electricity and the hard, demanding need, the electricity shooting through your veins …

Want to pin you down and straddle you. Stroke yourself.

Knead and massage your testes

Run your fingers up and down the side

Make an o with your fingers

And thread your cock through it

Forget everything

Just that sensation

You sliding into me

The pleasure

Wet and inviting and wanting you

Want to touch and feel your hardness, your desire

Knowing it’s for me

That you want me

That I excite you

That I turn you on

Want to draw out the moment

Make you squirm

And beg for me

To let you inside me

Drive you wild

With my tongue and hands

And touch

Until you want to burst

And then let you slide into me

And fuck me hard

Thrusting hard

Muscles straining

Completely lost in the feel of me

Deep

Only you

Hips grinding

Your mouth on mine

Teasing me

Your hands on my breasts

Rising over me

Trying to get inside my skin

Under my skin

Losing yourself in me

Want to feel you come

Inside me

Feel you tense

Know the moment is close

How you’re trying to hold back

Resisting it

Fighting the waves

Of pleasure

Until you can’t anymore and

Are washed away in waves of rippling ecstasy

Electricity

Sheer pleasure

Tearing through you

Leaving you spent and sticky and sated

I part your knees gently, noticing an initial tremor, a resistance and then the willing parting. My hands, seemingly of their own doing, softly slowly, push away the delicate black fabric of your skirt, exposing you to my hungry need. The delicate triangle of flesh above the stocking, enticing my hot breath. I imagine the discipline of your willfulness to look composed and I must stifle my own groan.

Obviously every man has his eyes on you, you alone. gorgeous, sexy as ever dining as if you had been stood up. Did they look closer as you threw your head back, arching your neck, imperceptible? are you sure? You are so wet, a trickle escapes the prison of the soft silky lace, hiding the last vestige of your decency. I cannot resist and my tongue flick out tasting your desire. I feel your legs quiver. I can only imagine how turned on you must feel, to be so close, so soon. I focus my hot breath on your core and feel your bare thighs grip my head. I am so aroused. I feel my erection press hard against my jeans.

Your soul savours the attention, mine and of every needy man and woman in the room. They don’t know that your fantasy is being fulfilled by me. but your beauty in disguised rapture cannot be unnoticed. The thought sends shivers down your spine. you reach down to adjust your napkin, pulling the shear fabric of your underwear away, exposing your perfect, parted glistening lips to my full view and my tongue is drawn nearer as your scent fills my flared nostrils. Your hands push through my hair, pulling me onto you, into you.

I lap slowly, gently at first, delicately peeling your layers, feeling each tremor deepen the intensity of your desire. Your need is electric, driving me on, harder faster, I feel your hands demand it.

I imagine your eyes betraying your impending orgasm and I groan quietly into your sex, but you feel it and it brings your world crashing down as sensation overpowers you. The orgasm brings me to my own unbidden as we now collapse still in our own secret, connected world as the bustle of reality continues around us.

I resist reaching down and caressing myself. Needing the tension to build on it’s own. On all fours now, you make your way to me on the edge of the bed, with all the tension of your beloved tango, you slowly, forcefully press back on my chest, forcing me back onto the bed. Still fully clothed, I am naked in your presence. you straddle my hips pinning me down, the connection electric. your palms spread, flattening onto my belly over my chest, the graze across my nipples causing me to groan, how can you know how to touch me so exactly? how did you know what I needed at that moment, I shudder in exquisite agony. Your pressing on me is causing causing my heart to open as I feel yours do.

You strip our clothes off piece by piece, your nails and teeth finding the moans captured in my nerves, hidden by the veils of society.

The content bliss is excruciating. the power you have on me focusing my mind on the pleasure of you. We lie locked together naked in every way, pressed together, the distance between our souls evaporating. the orgasm building emotionally. The bliss of first penetration not even a thought yet. The magnificence of you overwhelming my senses. Your swaying to the dance of us captivating my heart and melting me into a helpless puddle of bliss, my groan is from deep down and releases your passion further

The tremble begins everywhere and the tension comes in waves, the passion, feeling and bliss cascades in a building pyramid of sensory overload. we collapse, entirely  spent

your words echo in my head, “first I will make love to you then I will fuck you”

In my deep sleep I feel the silken tendrils of you sex envelop my languid body. My heat inflames and in the distance I hear a moan that sounds my own. The heat of your mouth enveloping my hardening cock becomes reality. I feel consumed in your intimate embrace.  The feeling subsides as I imagine your hair slowly and wilfully brushing over my naked torso. My now hard, greedy cock is slowly and gently brushed by the long stroke of your forearm grazing it as I feel the reality of your soft gentle wet mouth on my nipple, it is exquisitely delicious.

I am gently aroused as I suddenly get my nipple firmly bitten. A deliciously naughty laugh. I am awake, fully aroused, sleepily gasping at the dawning reality of your mouth and body and hands and skin warmly enveloping me. It is too much as I realise I am being eaten, fucked and consumed by you. I realise the swell of your breast, the hardness of your nipple against my tightened belly. I instinctively begin to wrap my arms in an intimate embrace, but somehow can’t. I flutter my eyes open into your wilful eyes and your grin. I am firmly held by soft tendrils of long, thick black silk. I am one with the bed. My arms are held out above my head, my legs spreadeagled. You laugh naughtily as you let me realise what you have done. I groan in delirious, erotic ecstasy. I feel the firm bite of the silk on my ankles and wrists. I am helpless to your desires.

Slowly straddling my head with your knees you let me see your need. I want to embrace your wetness with my tongue, but I realise I cannot reach. Fuck, how I want to consume you now. I want your mouth to take my hard aroused glans and gently, wetly, hungrily envelop it. Instead,  a single drop of the wetness shining your neatly waxed sex falls to my lips. I drink you in and beg to suck you. I look at your perfect sexy ass and see over your back. Your nipples just graze my belly in an ecstatic sway. I am yours and we both know it.
You look back and lock eyes with me as you slowly run your hand from your ear, down your neck, across your breast onto your belly, all while sliding it along me, we simultaneously groan. your unexpected exhibitionism turning us both on beyond expectation. Your hand finds itself to my mouth and I suck it in, I have finally been allowed to give you some pleasure and I moan again, your fingers are now wet by me, You know what I want next… I want you to touch yourself for me. I pray you are finally ready to give me this unknown shared intimacy.

Your hand sensuously travels to your inner thighs, in the soft light, your moan brings me to a pre orgasmic bliss. As you are getting turned on by having me watch your hand cup your sex in a firm embrace, you slowly drag your wetness over your labia to your clitoris and I groan in anticipation, helpless to pleasure you, helpless to bury my cock in you, helpless to come shuddering inside of you, drowsy with sleep, bound by long, un-giving tendrils of silk and held firmly by your knees, I can only watch as you deliciously, softy, drag a single finger across your clitoris for us both. I gasp as I see this, as you always knew I would. Your moan fills my soul.

I am wrapped in your intimate embrace as your mouth suddenly closes on me, swirling wet sensations envelop me, sucking, biting at my ready electric nerves. Can I possibly be more aroused? You are relishing in your confidence, your control. Your hand is now slowly, visibly, circling your clitoris, your moans filling my mind, I feel your other hand caress my balls, heavy with need, with come, I am engorged, helpless and in awe.

Your tongue swirls over my tip as your finger quickens on yourself. I am on the brink of coming. You soften your tongues embrace. You are in full control, even as I watch your hand, your sex, as your orgasm approaches. I am filled with the erotic sight of you, with your sweet smell with your spasming legs around my face. My groan fills our space as your hand tugs on my balls, a finger reaches to my ass, as I feel you gently penetrate me and I feel my prostrate pulse against your finger. I am yours and you know it.

Fuck I want to come screaming in you , on you, with you. I want control and I have none. You stop moving and hold me. “Please let me come” I beg, “not… yet” you deeply grunt out as we both are filled with the beginning of your orgasm, your hand is inches from my desperate tongue as you finally lower yourself, allowing my hungry mouth to join your fingers in desperate need to satisfy your fast approaching orgasm. I bury my tongue in you, as your sex rests on my face. My approaching orgasm draws tighter over me, elusively passing in a wave through my body. I am helpless, hungry and drinking in your wilful display. You let go of my ass and my cock as your orgasm fills my mouth, your scream my ears, fuck I am close as you spasm out of control over me.

I am desperately unfulfilled, all I get is that coquettishly naughty look as your hand and my tongue enjoy a few last orgasmic spasms. “Please fuck me now” is all my eyes can say. You turn, tasting your come on my mouth as you hungrily take my mouth in yours. I am captivated in your absolute erotic power, desire and control. The erotic intimacy coats my mind, and my head reels as I feel your exquisite cunts’ desperately needed hot embrace of my cock. You slide down me slowly, almost imperceptivity drawing me in, sliding ecstatically down on me, bringing me ever closer, holding me just on the edge. It seems a delicious eternity. Your fingernails are biting into my clenched ass in a hard joyous painful embrace. The smell of our sex, the groans of our combined desire, fill me. My delirium seems to be everlasting, my need to come, in balance with the erotic pleasure of the moment. I shockingly feel the walls of your hot, wet, engorged, pussy begin to rhythmically pulse as your second orgasm unexpectedly makes its presence felt, it is too much for me, my world explodes in your intimate embrace. My come endlessly spurting on the hot walls of your trembling flesh. I am yours. Fulfilled. Spent