This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.
PS -- If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. For those of you have sent me ideas including a medieval love store ... thank you. They are being worked on, but be patient writing takes a while and I have multiples in the works.
Spoiled Angel
Part III of the Fallen Angel Series
Chapter 4
How had she gotten here? She was bound tightly against a St. Andrews cross with the man she desired tormenting her with unrelenting orgasms. Her vision was blurred as she tried to catch her breath. Another gut-twisting orgasm ripped apart her sanity and she screamed uncontrollably.
Michael watched as his incredibly gorgeous angel suffered through her untold number of climaxes. Her spectacular form was drenched in perspiration that glistened on her skin like diamonds. Her arms and legs fought against her bonds trying to protect her devastated sexual core. The orgasm tower was living up to its name. It was basically a large, floating head vibrator held by a stand that wouldn't let his victim squirm away from the unyielding sexual torment.
In her dreamy sub-space, she remembered how she got here.
He led her from his bedroom into a room she had never seen and it was filled with medieval devices. Her heart skipped a beat. Had she made a huge mistake? He guided her reluctant form towards an X-frame otherwise known as a St. Andrews cross. He had her stand in front of the X with her back to the frame as he bound her wrists and ankles in soft fleece lined manacles. He pulled off his shirt and she smiled satisfyingly at his bare chest. Heavily muscled, with very little hair to mar its features. Yummy. He tucked her wings behind her and lastly covered her eyes with a blindfold.
His palms brushed over her breasts and he felt her nipples stiffen against his palms. He continued to run his hands over her breasts teasing her now stiffened nipples. He sighed breathing in the spectacular sight in front of him. She smiled at him underneath her blindfold, seeming completely relaxed and releasing control of her body to him.
Lisa leaned forward searching and trying to kiss his neck. He used the opportunity to boldly tease her spectacularly perfect breasts. Michael couldn't believe his eyes. Before him were the most perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen. They were a full heaping handful, but with the shape and firmness usually attributed to smaller tits. Michael was a real sucker for a nice pair of breasts, and these two were perfect for his tastes. He leaned forward, and kissed her neck, pausing to lightly bite and kiss her earlobe. This seemed to drive her wild. He remembered that for later and carried on down towards her breasts. As his left hand found her right breast he huffed. They really were as firm as they had appeared. Michael kissed down Lisa's neck and reached her left breast, making a line straight for one of her perfect pink nipples.
Lisa gulped. His assault on her earlobe and neck had gotten her damn hot, but this new attack on her breasts was making her more turned on than she ever remembered being. She could feel herself getting wetter, and she wanted him NOW. She arched her body away from the cross in a plea for more and so he could view her succulent body in its full splendor.
His fingers, lips and tongue reattached themselves to her outstanding breasts. Once again, she arched her back feeding him more of her succulent breast flesh. His nips, sucks, pinches and caresses engorged her nipples until they ached. Her breathing came in halting gasps as the torturous fire in her nipples grew stronger and more consuming.
Michael stood back appraising the most gorgeous form he had ever beheld. He quickly stripped the rest of his clothes. The now naked Michael continued to survey the naked female before him, and felt his cock jump.
Her pussy was completely bald. He let his hand trail down her belly, running over the smooth skin between her thighs. Her legs opened wider as his hand dipped between them, and her head lolled to the side as he slid his finger between her damp folds. Michael stroked up and down, feeling the entrance to her vagina and the small lump of her clit as Lisa breathed heavily. Michael found her clit, attending to it in a slow methodical fashion. As he rubbed and stroked her little love button she began to writhe and moan, with her hips wriggling as he frigged her.
His lips suckled her nipples and bit down lightly drawing an impassioned gasp from Lisa. The dual action of her breast angst and his seductive caresses of her clit buffeted her form. Her hips and breasts arched towards him begging for more of his teasing anguish. Then the muscles of her stomach knotted as her sexual core burst into a flaming inferno of carnal need.
Her orgasm came rushing towards her and her hips reached for it. Before her body could let her passion fly, his finger was gone. In a panting scream she pleaded, "OH MY GOD, don't stop, I was almost there!"