I woke up and squinted into the darkness then felt you move beside me quietly rustling the bed sheets. Awareness of the past few hours seeped into my consciousness as well as the scent of sex that filled the room. I felt your warm sticky seed against my thighs and the slippery wetness of my inner lips when I stretched my legs. I was still soaking wet and ready to fuck again. Very silently I slipped from the bed and found some old nylons. Trying to make as little noise as possible, I pulled your arms together over your head and tied them together. As I tightened the knot, you awoke.
I was straddling your middle, my pussy planted firmly on your chest. I smiled down at you in the dim light of the room as you looked back at me, the question still lingering in your eyes.
"Good morning darling," I whispered, continuing to knot your wrists together. "I want to take my time with you without you interfering at all and I thought this would be the best way - do you mind?" I asked, cocking one eyebrow and quirking one side of my mouth up in a grin. You slowly shook your head, knowing better than to say no.
"Good," I said, drawing the word out in one long syllable, purring it into your ear. "Now try to get loose," I said, watching as you tried to untangle your hands and seeing that you could not budge.
I slid down your body, my hands traveling along the length of your arms, your chest - stopping to quickly pinch and pull each nipple before trailing down your stomach until the tips of my fingers touched the first few tight brown curls above your cock. As my fingers found the tight curls, I lifted my hands and again went to search for something else with which to bind your legs wide. Returning to the bed with a couple of scarves, I nudged apart your thighs and took your left ankle in my hand - pulling it wide and tying it securely to the bedpost. You lay silently watching me, a smile on your face but a tinge of something - maybe a bit of fear? - in your eyes. I knelt again on the bed, this time straddling your bound leg. I let my fingers light on the groove where thigh meets hip and slid them down the crevice and under your balls - allowing only the tips of my nails to touch your flesh. I then pressed the pads of my fingertips into the skin on your upper inner thigh and drew my hands down the length of the leg, stroking it in a smooth motion all the way to your ankle. I watched your cock stir and bob as I did this - saw your chest move a little faster with the increasing speed of your heartbeat. I moved off the bed once more and repeated the movements with your right leg.
Once you were completely bound and your legs were spread wide for me, I crawled in between your thighs and smiled at you. "Damn you look good," I said - my voice husky with desire. My own juices were flowing copiously as I knelt between your thighs, my focus once again on your now fully erect cock. I wanted to take you into my mouth, to bury my face in the wiry hair and inhale your scent and suck you until I felt you pulse hotly into my mouth, giving me a taste of the core of you... but I wanted to draw out your pleasure - make you cry out and beg for release.
I took the fingers of each hand and pressed them into the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs... pushing you wider open to my gaze. I felt your legs give a little as you bent your knees, helping to spread yourself all the way open to me. I leaned forward and let the heat of my breath caress your balls as I took in your scent, my fingers still pressing into the flesh of your thighs as I let my tongue snake out to lick that deep crevice, my nose nudging your balls as I licked close to your tight ringed muscle.. and then back up again the other side. I saw precum glistening on your shaft in the dim light of the room and wanted to lick it also, but looked up at you instead. Your eyes were closed, mouth open and you were moaning a little, squirming your hips and clenching your fists as if trying to loosen the tight nylon holding them together.
