After a suitable and required period of recovery Becky popped back to the bathroom to tidy up and I followed as I was a bit of a mess as well. When tidied up we went out into the town and had a few drinks and some food - nothing flash but good fun a student funds. It was about 9.30 when we got back, both having had enough to be relaxed but not d*unk. Once in the room we went into some prolonged deep kissing and I for one was starting to feel very horny again. As we broke from a kiss Becky asked if I wanted to play her game. I asked what it was but she replied “Do you trust me?” A combination of innocence on my part added to the fact that everything this beautiful girl had introduced me to had blown my mind meant I answered “Of course”. “Really trust - I mean really really trust?” I still replied yes.
“Ok, strip off and lie on the bed”. Nothing contentious there so I did as I was told. My cock was solid, foreskin stretching back off the head and I felt good. Then Becky went to her bag and brought out some stockings (not tights) and I assumed she was dressing for me. WRONG. Becky came to the head of the bed and quickly and expertly tied my hands to the top of the bed. She stopped and asked again “Still trust me?” I was less assured this time but still said yes. Becky quickly repeated the act with my legs, although with these she tied one to each bed leg. I was trussed up like a piece of meat. She looked at me and smiled and asked “Last chance?” I realised we were taking our relationship to a different level, one which my access to dads porn mags had only hinted at. And whilst I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, I knew my cock had hardened even more, so I nodded.
Becky took yet another stocking and came to head and kissed me gently, then lifted my head and gagged me stocking. It’s taste wasn’t pleasant but the gleam in Becky’s eye was! As I lay at her mercy she slowly stripped naked, pinched her nipples until they were big and hard and then knelt over my face. Her newly trimmed pussy was inches above me and I instinctively tried to raise my head to meet her. She put a hand on my forehead and held it down. “No no that’s. It the game - this pussy isn’t yours now” with which she used the fingers of the other hand to spread herself wide. Without the bush and not trying to lick her I had an amazing view. That pussy was wet and wide - I could see her pee hole and every detail. I thought my cock would burst. She massaged her pussy like this about 10 minutes until she came. Watching her hips move and pussy contract as she came was mind blowing but torture - and that was what was really turning her on. She knew the effect she had on me and she was using it.
When she got off my face I thought it would be my turn (we’d pretty matched either orgasm for orgasm in our relationship) but I was so wrong. Instead she took a scarf from her bag and blindfolded me. My only sense was sound - her voice.
“What do we have here? Looks like you are being a naughty boy. You shouldn’t have this lying around - I better get rid of it”. I then felt a cold sensation at the base of my cock and then her hands rubbing whatever it was slowly up my shaft, stopping below the head and then back again, rubbing and lifting my balls, and then back to the shaft. She repeated this for an age, never touching the head, but leaving everything else slippery.
“Oh I think you might be enjoying this. Naughty boys shouldn’t be rewarded” and her hands left my cock and she got off the bed. There I was left with one of the biggest hard ons of my life, unable to do anything about it and only able to hear Becky walking around the room. I struggled to speak but was ignored for what seemed like an eternity. Then I felt that the cool sensation on my cock again and the slow massage recommended. Not being able to see had heightened my senses and I could sense I was going to cum. But so could Becky who had her hands away in a flash.
She left me for longer this time and I could hear her breathing heavily and then the unmistakeable sound of her cumming. Shortly after the aroma of her pussy juices appeared under my nose as she rubbed her sticky fingers on my upper lip. My frustration was near breaking point and my hips were thrusting fresh air. After I had settled a little a felt Becky kneel between my legs again and apply the cold substance. This time she let her fingers gently touch the head which felt like a release in its own right. But she also went lower and the cold substance was applied to my arse hole. Despite being more turned than I’d ever been i clamped it shut. “No naughty - if you want me to do this” gently touches my bell end “ then you have to let me do this” and gently applied pressure to my arse. I remained clamped she had used a lot of lube by now and as she tickled my cock I couldn’t keep tight shut and a finger slid in me for the first time. I didn’t know what to feel - I knew I should appalled but Becky had played me to perfection and I was truly ready to do anything to be allowed to cum. And actually, as she very gently finger fucked me I found it was turning me on even more - which hadn’t thought possible. I was soon relaxed and realised Becky was only playing my arse and balls not my cock as he knew I would have shot my load. I barely noticed the second finger slip in and if anything I was now pushing against them. “Good boy - is for your reward”. And then she went for it - she fingered my prostate. I didn’t know what she was doing, but I knew I’d never felt anything so intense. She fingered it and pulled my balls but never touched my cock. I was bouncing on those fingers and even with the stocking in my mouth was making a hell of a noise. Then without missing a stroke she took off the blindfold and that was the final trigger. Adding the visual stimulus to what had gone before was too much and as she held my cock by the base I came. At first it was a little ooze from the head but as she worked my prostate it was quickly followed by several massive shots. They landed all across my chest and felt almost heavy as they landed. As they subsided back to dribbles Becky switched to pumping my cock to get every last drop out, licking it off her fingers as she went. She then crawled up my body, licking up my spunk, until mouth close to mine she pulled back the stocking and let it drop into my mouth, before putting it back in place until I swallowed the lot.
Becky looked down at me and asked “Good game?” |
