Bright sunlight slants through the large window behind the man sitting on the couch. His arms are stretched out on top of the back cushions, the ropes around his wrists tied over the ends of the couch. He has dark brown eyes, and his longish, light brown hair hangs down over his ears. His chest is covered with wisps of curly hair, and his abdomen is hard and flat. His cock hangs heavy between his spread legs.
He looks at his wife perched on the end of the bed directly in front of him, her legs crossed at the knee, a strappy silver stiletto dangling off one foot. The short emerald-green slip dress not only exposes her legs but also sets off her wide set blue-green eyes. Her auburn hair falls in waves over her shoulders and almost down to her breasts, which are barely covered by the dress. She gazes back at her naked husband with a small smile.
He smiles back. They have played this game before, and he knows he is about to experience intense pleasure. Before they met, his wife was a high-end dominatrix, and she is an expert with teasing. The only thing he is uncertain about is whether she will allow him to cum.
She stands up, smoothing the dress over her hips, and moves in front of him. As always, he is awed by her beauty.
"Pull on the ropes."
When he does, she runs her fingers lightly over his taut biceps. She moves one hand down to the rope at his wrist, then stares hard at him.
"Your body belongs to me."
He nods wordlessly, and she squats in front of him, the dress riding high up her legs. When she reaches out to touch his chest, he can see her breasts. She runs her fingernails over his nipples, pinching lightly, then moves down to his abdomen. She glances at him before running her fingernails slowly down over the inside of his thighs, causing him to shiver slightly. It is the reaction she is looking for, and she smiles to herself.
The man could get an erection just looking at his wife's legs and breasts, but there is no need, since he knows she will quickly make him hard.
She continues to slowly stroke the muscles in his thighs, then looks into his eyes as she cups his balls in the palms of her hands. She fondles them lightly, rolling them between her fingers, squeezing until he groans. She hasn't touched his cock yet, but it twitches in anticipation. Keeping one hand under his balls, she runs her fingernail along the side of his shaft until it begins to swell. When she begins to stroke both sides with her fingertips, his cock is quickly semi-erect. She continues to stroke with both hands until he is hard, then she grasps the base of his shaft and squeezes. Playing with the head with her other hand, he begins to rock his hips. She continues to play with him until she sees the veins throbbing, then strokes him hard and fast until he closes his eyes and moans, his arms pulling against the ropes.
Having quickly made him hard, the woman stands and walks to the side of the bed. She opens a drawer and pulls out a short length of cord, then walks back in front of him and kneels between his legs. She loops the cord behind his balls, pulls it up and loops it around his scrotum again, then pulls it tight and ties it off with a bow. When she is finished, she smiles brightly at him.
"This will keep you hard, my love," her voice barely above a whisper.
"I know." His voice is husky and low.
Keeping her eyes on his, she bends forward and takes the head of his cock in her mouth. She licks and sucks until he moans again, then goes all the way down on him, taking his hard cock deep into her mouth. When he starts to squirm, she pulls away, still watching him. His eyes are half closed, his hips pushing up, his cock desperate for more contact. He knows he is being expertly edged, and there is nothing he can do except enjoy what she is doing to him.
His wife stands and watches him for a few moments, then she slips the straps of her dress over her shoulders. He watches her ever so slowly pull the dress down over her breasts, then finally over her hips until it drops to the floor around her stilletos. She steps out of it and stands naked in front of him, her glistening pussy only inches from his face. The fact that she is already so wet makes it his turn to smile.
She seems to know what he is thinking, so she reaches down and pushes two fingers into her moist hole. Then she puts them in his mouth, and he eagerly licks and sucks her juices. He loves the way she tastes.
She straightens, still looking at him, then cups her breasts and fondles herself. His eyes are riveted on her nipples. His cock is erect and very, very hard.
She smiles at him, then walks again to the side of the bed in the heels and nothing else. She opens the same drawer, takes out the dildo and the vibrator, and tosses them on the bed. She glances at her bound husband on the sofa before climbing on the bed and settling herself against the pillows and the headboard. She spreads her legs obscenely, giving him a full view of her pussy. Her clit is erect and she is very, very wet.
The man stares hard at his exhibitionist wife. She is playing with her breasts, caressing them gently, watching him watch her. Then she fingers her hard nipples, pulling and twisting. When she pinches them she feels a stab of sensation in her pussy, and she moans softly. She begins to stroke her labia, enjoying her wetness, then pushes two fingers into her hole. Her other hand moves to her clit, touching it softly, moving her fingers up and down in a slow and steady motion before she starts to trace slow circles around it. She feels the orgasm start to build deep inside her body.
She looks at her husband and smiles again, then reaches for the dildo. It is long and thick and shaped like a cock. She puts the tip at the entrance to her pussy, then pushes it deep inside her until it reaches her cervix. Her husband is transfixed as she starts to fuck herself with steady strokes. She looks at him with half-closed eyes, her lips parted, her breathing shallow, the pleasure rising inexorably. When her hips start to move against the dildo, she reaches for the vibrator and flicks it on. She touches it to her clit and she jumps, her excitement building. She pulls it away, then touches herself, then away, on and off, teasing herself. And her watching husband.
She is close to the edge now, and her eyes close. She starts to pant. She pushes the dildo all the way into her sopping hole and pushes the vibrator hard against her clit. She starts to thrash and shake, then she screams, the orgasm surging through her body, wave after wave of pleasure. She rides it out, her body trembling, every nerve on fire. When she finally stops cumming, she opens her eyes and looks at her husband across the room. He is straining against his bonds and rocking his hips, but his throbbing cock is fucking nothing but air.
She gazes steadily at him, then slowly pulls the dildo out of her dripping vagina. She climbs off the bed, moves across the room and stands in front of him again. The head of his cock is covered in precum. She takes one finger and touches it, then puts the finger in her mouth and slowly licks it off while staring at him. When he moans, she smears more fluid on three fingers and puts them in his mouth. He licks and sucks, tasting himself. Then she grips the base of his shaft and squeezes with one hand, the fingers of the other dancing lightly around the head. He groans loudly, pushing his hips up, but she won't give him the contact he craves.
She is still incredibly aroused, her nipples and clit hard and erect. She leans over him, her hands gripping his straining biceps, her breasts directly in front of his face. He takes one nipple and eagerly pulls it into his mouth, licking and sucking, nipping it lightly with his teeth. He can't get enough of her. She moans softly, then offers him the other breast, and he pulls her nipple into his mouth even harder. He licks and sucks in a frenzy, his cock still hard and throbbing. Then she pulls away and stares at him.
"I will only let you cum if you make me cum first."
