She spends all day with people looking at her. Their eyes running her body up and down. Some look at the scant clothing she wears. Many more leer at the flesh she is showing. They all watch as she moves. The way her hips sway, the swing of her legs, the firm brace of her shoulders. On her face she wears a stony countenance. She is being judged by thousands, possibly millions, of pairs of eyes from all over the world.
In order to truly relax and enjoy herself, she needs to be certain she isn't being looked at and judged. Which is why she smiles upon entering the room and seeing her partner. A man stands with his hands over his head and ankles apart, strapped to custom designed brackets mounted to the wall. He has no clothing on at all. The only thing he is wearing is a blindfold that completely covers his eyes.
His head turns in her general direction as she steps through the door and closes it behind her. He doesn't appear old, but he has moved past youth. His body is fit despite an image of experience projected by his face. As far as she can tell, it seems that his muscles are toned by use and not shaped by too much time in the gym. While he would never enjoy a career as a male model, he certainly knew how to take care of himself. She feels no particular attraction to this man, but he will certainly serve his purpose today.
She kicks her high heels off and silently moves across the room. He continues to look towards the door despite the fact she had moved away from it. She stands next to him and reaches out to caress his cheek. His head twitches slightly before turning slowly in the direction of the unexpected touch. Her smile grows as she starts unzipping her dress. Knowing what her afternoon was going to include, she had opted not to put on a bra or panties. The material of her dress quietly pools on the floor around her feet. She now stands naked before the bound, also naked, man.
She reaches up to his hand and uses a single fingernail to trace a line down his arm. His arm twitches at the movement of her nail, but doesn't pull against its restraint. A similar thing happens as she slides a fingertip up the side of his rib cage. She got the impression he was sensitive, but maintained a degree of control and discipline. She feels like she is now ready for the real fun to begin.
She presses her body against his. Her small breasts rubbing on his shapely pecs. She kisses his cheek before nibbling on his ear. She slips a hand between their hips and cups his testicles in her palm. Her words full of breath, she whispers in his ear, "You feel fine, let me see how you taste."
She kneels in front of him and starts kissing his stomach and inner thighs. One of her hands behind his back squeezing his ass cheek as the other massages his balls. He instinctively tilts his head down to try and watch her actions despite being unable to see. His arousal growing next to her face at the touch of her hands and lips.
Her hands release him and move to her own body. One caressing a sensitive nipple while the other slides between her thighs and feels the smooth skin. Her own excitement grows at the sight before her and the touch of her own hand.
She kisses the tip of his erection, then a few closely placed ones down his stiff shaft. A small gasp, the first sound he had made, escapes his lips as she sucks one of his balls into her mouth, rolling her tongue over it. A full moan rumbles out of him as she wraps her lips around the tip of his swollen member and gradually takes him into her mouth. She is unable to take him in completely, but moans with as much of him in her mouth as she can take. She slowly slides her mouth off of him before taking him in again. His moans turn to sighs of satisfaction as he feels himself go in and out of her mouth.
With two fingers, she spreads herself open. She slides one finger inside herself, pleasing herself with it in the same tempo as her mouth pleases the man. She withdraws the finger now coated in her passionate juices as she releases the man from her mouth. Standing, she places the moist finger against his lips and whispers for him to taste her. He licks her finger and greedily sucks her flavor off of it as she slides it between his lips.
Once she is certain he has tasted all he can of her from her finger, she pulls it from his mouth. She turns around and presses her ass against him. Her ass cheeks wrapping around his stiff cock, still wet from her mouth. She grabs her breasts and massages them as she moves her ass against him. A deep throated moan of her own fills the room as the thought of him filling her enters her mind.
Before the thoughts become unbearable, she bends over before him. She places one hand on a nearby bench for support as the other reaches behind her and guides him into her. She gasps and he grunts as she presses against him, her body taking in more of him than her mouth could. She holds him inside her for a moment, savoring the sensation of being filled, knowing that she was in complete control of everything.
