Part 9
TM9
She smiled hungrily. Despite the thrill and the pleasure of everything else they... he... had done today, it was really all window dressing. The carnival around the Big Top. What she really wanted was to fuck this man she felt such an inexplicable, but real connection with.
"Are you going to release me?" she asked him, holding up her hands.
He looked at her, pondering the question. "Maybe later" he replied.
She shrugged "your call, I guess. How do you want me?
"To start with, just missionary "
She knew why, there was no need for explanations.
She sat up and crawled to the middle of the bed.
Whilst she did that he grabbed a condom from the desk. It was only then that she saw the bottle of lube he had also brought with him. She knew what that meant.
Then he climbed onto the bottom of the bed and knelt by her feet. When she was ready he reached out for her ankles, to open her legs, but before he could take hold of them she spread them for him, giving him a filthy smile as she did so.
She reached down and though her wrists were bound, her hands themselves were free, so she was able to use her fingers to open her pussy for him.
"Come on then..."
He needed no second invitation. Leaning forward, his weight on one arm, he took hold of his cock. He rubbed it up and down her slit a couple of times then positioned the head at the entrance to her vagina.
At that point he let go of his cock and positioned himself above her, his weight now on both arms. He looked deep into her eyes and she reciprocated, neither of them daring to blink. Then, slowly, so as to savour the moment, he slid into her.
It was almost as if her head and his cock were connected, her head moving back at the precise same time and speed as his cock entered her. But still she managed to maintain eye contact.
When he was in fully he just stopped and she brought her head back and smiled. So happy that he was finally filling her. She'd had bigger, for sure, but she'd never had one linked to such a sexuality, such an imagination. Never had him. Until now.
"Hi" he looked down at her, returning her smile.
"Hi" she replied, still smiling broadly.
And then he fucked her.
He only thrust a few times in that position, before he took her legs and pushed them back towards her shoulders. Her pelvis curved and rose off the bed and he deftly grabbed a pillow and placed it under her for support, then he placed more of his weight onto her legs and began to fuck her again.
Rhythmically he moved. Not hard, but each thrust deep.
She was on a hair trigger after everything she had experienced and could soon feel herself building again. But she wanted him to have his moment too.
"Oh God fuck yes... I know you're wrapped but I want you to cum while you're inside me. Please... cum inside me"
"Not yet. Not like this. Come here.."
He pulled out of her and rolled onto his back. He held his cock upright for her.
"Ride me" he told her.
Eagerly she straddled him, lowering herself down slowly, impaling herself on him. She took his full length and began to gyrate on him.
"Wait" he said and reached up to take hold of the chain between her nipple clamps. He pulled it until it was just taut, then said "lean back. Up to you how far. However much you want to take"
She did as she was told. She leant back slowly until her nipples were screaming at her to stop. Then went back a fraction more and started to ride him. Hard. Sliding up and down his cock as fast as she could, she wanted to cum like this, while she could, before her nipples couldn't take any more.
He knew what she wanted and made a fist, pushing it against her clit so that she could rub herself against it. That did it.
She cried out louder than ever before as she climaxed, drenching his cock in the process.
The first sounds of her orgasm approaching and the look on her face, with her nipples burning, but loving the feeling, suddenly craving it, instantly addicted to it, had been the catalyst for him too.
He came seconds after her. She realised it as she came down and collapsed onto him, laughing, burying her head in his broad chest.
"Oh fuck that was immense..." she murmured
"It was good, wasn't it. Worth the wait?"
She looked up at him. She didn't need to speak to answer.
"Come here" he said and released her wrists. Instantly her freed hands went to her nipples and she released the clamps. The nipples were bright red and she rubbed them tenderly.
"I think I'm going to feel that tomorrow"
"Well you won't forget me then" he grinned.
"No danger of that"
She buried her head in his chest again and put her arm up to his shoulder.
For his part he wrapped both his arms around her and held her tightly, kissing the top of her head.
They were silent for a minute, before she spoke again.
"Did I see you'd brought lube with you?"
"Yep"
"Oh yeah, what's that for then?"
"Well... Give me a bit of time and I'll show you" then he added "Did you bring your spreader bar, like I asked?"
"Of course"
"And a dildo?"
"Yep"
"Excellent"
She looked up at him enquiringly.
He just grinned back at her. "Let's just say round two is going to be a lot of fun too..." |
