Tied to the Bed!

Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I would love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you?

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My stomach groaned as I fidgeted in the seat. The airline had provided me with some painkillers for the pain in my stomach. I'd been given some out of date fish at the airport but I needed to catch the flight to Los Angeles for my work as a legal representative in the music business.

I hated traveling by plane. Even though this was on my company's dollar, they didn't seem to understand the importance of getting a good night's rest. How was I supposed to manage that with a kid screaming in my ear the whole time? Fortunately, for this trip I had been bumped up to first class as it was closest to the nearest Doctor who had happily offered to look after me and keep an eye on me if anything should happen. As I held onto my stomach, my head rocked to the side and I saw some the first class passengers being boarded. Then... That couldn't be her could it? I squinted down the corridor and saw a woman with long brown hair that sort of flicked outwards at the very bottom walk towards me.

It looked a hell of a lot like Sarah Michelle Gellar. The famed television actress, and star of TV's Buffy The Vampire Slayer. Her black leather jacket was covering many of her good features as she walked down the row, ticket in hand.

She traced the numbers along until she found her seat, a few rows in front of me. Noticing me, she smiled and waved at me. I couldn't help but grin like a moron and wave back.

There was a slow and tedious loading process as the plane was boarded correctly and efficiently. Then, the plane took off and soon the seatbelt sign was turned off. I had been stealing glances at Sarah the entire time, her legs were folded over each other and her stocking clad legs were clearly visible. I started to fidget in my seat for a different reason now. She reached down, pushed the 'release' button on the seat belt, and stood up.

She stuck her chest out and shook her arms rapidly, loosening the jacket and letting it slide down her arms. She was clad in a creamy white top that fitted her in all the right places, just under the top there was a short skirt that ran down her gorgeous legs to a few inches below her ass. She folded the jacket over her right arm and slipped it into the overhead luggage compartment.

Casting a look over her shoulder, she caught me staring at her again. Averting my glance, she huffed and walked towards me.

"Excuse me." She said, looking down at me in my seated position. Looking up, I felt my cheeks burning as I nodded my head.

"Is there a problem? You've been staring at me the whole flight."

My eyes darted around before meeting hers again. "No it's just... You're Sarah Michelle Gellar..."

With that, her heart seemed to warm and the ice queen act was dropped.

"Sorry... I've had a rough couple of days. Hi, yeah. I am she. It's really nice to meet you." She extended her hand for me to shake it.

Being a gentleman, I took the hand and kissed it on the ridge of the knuckle making the sexy American actress giggle at the touch. She noted there was no one sitting next to me and asked if I was reserving it for someone. I shook my head, letting the fine female smile sexily.

"I ask you a question?" She looked down at me, her deep green eyes having a puppy-dog effect on me.

"Sure." I replied, smiling up at her.

"Are you crazy?" That was disquieting. "You're not going to freak out over this are you?"

I shook my head. "No, I do have an upset stomach though." Unsure of whether that would satisfy her question. She smiled warmly and spoke again.

"Listen, I've been stuck in the airport for nearly three hours with no one to talk to. Do you mind if I stay here so we can talk?"

Jackpot! I shook my head and motioned for her to take a seat.

Smiling, Sarah took the seat next to me and we got talking. I introduced myself and told her all about my job and what in entailed. She seemed really interested in just what I did and why certain laws meant that certain songs couldn't be played on certain TV or radio stations or just why some stars just wouldn't play at all. Eventually, we got back to talking about her career and what she was up to.

"So we sat down and did the shoot and the interview right after I shot the last scene of Buffy." She said with a smile, re-telling the story of how FHM had to interview her and do a shoot on the set of the last episode of FHM US.

"That is cool. Not many people get to be in FHM US. Especially not that it's gone under." I replied, smiling at the conversation.

"What did you think of it?" She asked, her curiosity piqued.

"The shoot or the interview?" I asked, setting my drink down on one of the flight tables in front of me.

"Both."

"Well, the shoot was great. You have a very," Time to choose my words carefully here. "Photogenic body." That made her smile. I'm still in the game!

"And the interview?" She pressed on as I fidgeted in the seat. My stomach pains had died down now, this was pure nerves.

"Well..."

"Come on, be honest." She said with a smile.

"I thought the interviewers questions were soft balls. He never really pushed to learn anything. He just got the same old responses."

Sarah was silent for a moment, almost as if pondering my response. Oh shit! I hope I hadn't upset her!

"Thanks Jeff! It's really nice to hear some honestly for once... It's nice to have some male company too. It's been a long time since I had the chance to talk to someone who isn't part of a film set or some boy's magazine."

I nodded in a knowing fashion. I knew she had just split up with her boyfriend, Freddie Prinze Jnr who had complained that she was never around, always on film sets. She sought comfort in the fact that I had recently broken up with my girlfriend, Amy, due to the pressure of her being in college and me having to jet around Europe to help make the music industry continue to work. "Yeah, I had to split up with my girlfriend recently. We've both been so busy with other things we never had time for each other."

Smiling, Sarah tilted her head to the right in a sympathetic fashion. She smirked to herself, then smiled at me. "Kindred spirits huh?"

Then, the plane's P.A system whirred to life and the Captain came on over the speaker.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, this is the Captain speaking. Unfortunately, there is a small delay in Los Angeles and due to this we're going to have to make a stop over in Denton, Texas. On behalf of Virgin Atlantic, I apologize for the delay."

Sarah rolled her eyes and looked at me. Biting on her bottom lip, she spoke to me.

"I don't suppose you want to get a drink when we're in the air port do you?"

I blinked repeatedly, unsure if I had heard that correctly. She was so sweet and cute, I couldn't help but stare.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'd like that."

***

The plane had touched down in one of Texas' international airports and the plane had since been cancelled. Sitting at the bar in the airport, Sarah and I had been changing our travel arrangements. I was jabbing at my phone trying to find a vacant hotel for us to stay in.

"I've got one. One room left! I'll book it, and I can take the bath or something." I announced to her, she was about to protest when I jabbed at the screen and booked it.

"Done!"

"Great. At least let me get the cab." She said with a smile as I nodded.

"Go for it. That just maxed out my card." I retorted with a hearty laugh.

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The cab ride over was an uneventful one, they heard by radio news that there was a freak storm had been battering L.A and it meant all planes were grounded. Our replacement flight was at a quarter to six in the morning. Therefore, we would have to leave for about four a.m to beat customs and get to our seats in time. Sarah had even paid to upgrade my ticket so we could be together again.

With all of our baggage, we made our way up to the room and unlocked it with the key card. Whistling at the size of it, I sat my bag down on the floor and admired our view.

"Well, it doesn't make any sense for us to not share that bed. Look at the size of it!" Sarah exclaimed, looking at the large bed in the middle of the room.

"You're sure?" I asked, not wanting to get slapped with a sexual harassment charge as my day could possibly get worse.

"Do you snore?" She asked, I was about to shake my head when she ignored it and brought a hand up to stop me. "Never mind. I've seen worse. Trust me! We should probably get some sleep though."

Remarkably, my eyes were getting heavy. I nodded and stifled a yawn. We tugged back the duvet cover and climbed in, we thought it would be appropriate for us to be clothed after all. It's not like we were boyfriend and girlfriend no matter how much Sarah had spoken about kindred spirits in the bar.

"Good night Jeff." She called out softly, nudging my back with one of her elbows.

"Good night Sarah." I replied, nudging her back. Then, my eyelids fell heavy and I fell to sleep.

***

The room was pitch black and I felt a strange presence on top of my hands, it was warm. Like a pair of hands almost, something soft was being pressed up against it as the hands danced around my own ones.

A female figure quickly passed in front of my eyes as they adjusted to the dark light in the room. The figure was certainly toned, a neat set of breasts with long brown hair. Thinking this could be some sort of robbery, I called out to Sarah, who should've been next to me.

"Sarah?" I called out as the female form that was in my room moved onto the bed. I could feel the weight shift in the bed to my right as she kneel-walked over to where I was. Then, she was on top of me and had moved her weight so she was now sitting on my ribs.

"Oh it's me all right!" She said with a grin, brushing her luscious brown hair back from hiding her face. Tucking the loose strands behind her ears, I could fully admire her ruby red lips that were wet with hunger.

"I'm... I'm naked." I noted. Looking down my body as I tugged at my restraints as well.

"You are... And so am I." I looked down and her porcelain white skin was shining brightly. A thin layer of sweat was on her body and her nipples were hard, I could also feel a warm, wetness on my chest. Looking at the source, she giggled.

"Sorry babe. Had to get started without you! Too horny you see."

"Oh... Right then... Sorry. What's going on exactly?"

Rolling her eyes, Sarah leant in and kissed me on the lips. She was being quite forceful with it and I liked it. My dick surged with the pressure she was putting on my neck as she tugged at me. Our mouths opened and she pushed her tongue inside my mouth first, she was in complete control and I was at her whim. Breaking her lip lock with me, Sarah bit me on my bottom lip playfully. It wasn't a hard nip but enough for her to keep my attention.

"If I suck you off and you cum are you going to be able to fuck me?" She asked, as she repeated the pattern of kissing and biting lightly at my face.

Sighing heavily, I nodded.

"I can't hear you." She teased, looking up at me as she made her way down to my crotch.

"Yes." I replied, the s sound dragged out, almost like it was a serpent's slithering tongue.

"Good boy." She said, kissing my abdomen lightly. Her delicate right hand cupped my sac and she grinned. "They feel heavy. Are they full of cum for me?" She asked, as she tugged at my nuts, measuring my reaction to her toying movements.

"Yes." The same slithering 's' rang out in the room as she grinned and made contact with my penis.

"And what about this? Is this going to be able to fuck me like I deserve?" She asked, wrapping a hand around my shaft and slowly stroking it. Biting my bottom lip, I nodded my response and then gasped when she squeezed my dick's base harder that she had done previously.

"Shit... Sorry! Yes, yes it'll be able to fuck you like you deserve." I replied, almost forgetting my place on the bed.

"Good boy." She said, a smirk forming on her pretty face. She licked her ruby red lips tantalizingly slow from the left of her gorgeous mouth to the right. Her eyes locked dead with mine as she opened her mouth to suck my cock. A wicked look was in her eyes, as she got ready to rock my world.

Sarah got down on her knees, just off the right hand side of the bed so she was kneeling on the floor. Hungrily, she slipped my dick into her mouth, her tongue slowly wrapped it way around the girth. Then, as she slowly started to bob up and down my length, she made sure that the tongue moved with it. Up and down its huge length, she managed to take the first couple of inches down her throat, and then slid it in and out of her soft, sweet waiting mouth. She hadn't gagged a single time during her initial teasing of my member and as she made a few more bobs she cast a look sideways to me.

Her black eye shadow complimented her so well as she was kneeling there with my dick in her mouth. With as little effort as possible, the dick then slipped from her mouth and lightly bobbed in the air. She licked her lips and kissed the tip of my dick making it jolt ever so slightly. Then, in one fell swoop, she opened her mouth and took the rest of my dick down her mouth in one motion. Her eyes looked like they were going to bulge out as she looked so surprised at her achievement.

I wanted to break out of my bondage so badly and grab her head and start thrusting in and out of her sexy little mouth. Casting a glance upwards, I noted that she had crossed and tied my forearms to the headrest of the bed. It was an old-fashioned type, with those long metal bars that split in columns. Sarah Michelle Gellar was responsible for tying me to the bed and with her own sheer stockings too! If that wasn't enough for a letter to Penthouse...

I heard her mumble something but it was obscured by my dick in her mouth. Not that I really cared either. Of all the people who had sucked my dick, this was the best blowjob had ever had the good fortune of receiving. I was tied to a bed and getting head from the most desirable and gorgeous women in the world and I wasn't going to stop it now. Sarah's hands had made their way up my legs and were lightly digging into my thighs as she bobbed up and down on my cock. Her tongue made a conscious effort to flick against my sack whenever she hit the bottom of my cock. Letting out a groan, my head fell back against the soft pillow as she satisfied me orally. Then, she pulled away. I was about to complain but she began to jerk me off with her right hand.

"Close to cumming?" She asked, looking up at me.

"A little..."

"Good boy." She said with a smile. Jesus Christ, every time she spoke my cock would feel like it was growing an inch or two. It strained against the sexy compression that was being put on it by the star of Buffy The Vampire Slayer.

"Oh Jeff... I wish I could shove my tits in your face while I jerk you off... I really do! I love having my tits worshipped." She said with a big smile on her face, her voice was rising almost like it was she was getting off on teasing me.

My cock got hard and pushed upwards towards my stomach a little. Sarah perked up, pinning my cock downwards, hard against my abdomen. She pressed my dick against my stomach and then gave it a long, hard lick along its underside. When she reached the tip of my dick her tongue would dance around the head flicking against the piss slit.

She then changed her tactics and started jerking off the bottom of my shaft as she sucked off the top half. Her tongue ran circles around my head while her hand moved up and down applying a lot of pressure as she would squeeze the base of the shaft whenever it dropped downwards. If she carried on like that, I would cum at any second.

"I'm gonna cum!" I yelled pushing my hips up off of the bed slightly. Sarah squeezed my cock hard pushing it upwards towards the air.

"Yeah! Cum for me! Yeah! Give me that hot cum! Mmmm..." Sarah moaned, pressing my cock hard against my lower abs. With a slow, steady, deliberate stroking fashion, Sarah hovered over my dick's head and waited for me to cum. Groaning, I let loose and shot my cum upwards. The majority of the load landed in her mouth but some would land just over her mouth and on her face.

Smiling, she scooped up the salty liquid and dumped it in her mouth. Sucking it clean off her fingers, she gave a big beaming grin towards me and slunk down to my shaft. Sucking on my cock delicately, she made slow, soft, deliberate passes to make sure she didn't hurt my member. She managed to take in most of my dick, and would pass up and down the shaft stopping just below the head of my cock. Then, her tongue would come out and trace the semi-circle in front of her.

As she slipped up and down my dick, her hands found their way up to my balls. Her eyelids opened and her big green eyes locked with mine. Her right hand dug into my sac, not enough to hurt me but enough to make me aware of her presence.

I gasped, half in pain, half in pleasure as she touched my testicles. I could feel my dick starting to stiffen again as she pleasured me orally. She seemed to notice too, her eyes drifted up to meet mine. Slowly moving her lips up off my dick, she took the base of my member in her hand and steadied it. Then, with an audible pop, my cock fell from her mouth catapulting some of her spit forwards.

"Ready to go baby?" She asked, getting up off the floor of the room and climbing onto the bed. Throwing her left leg over my body, Sarah leant forward and planted a kiss on my lips. We smooched for a few seconds, our tongues smacked against each other playfully as her hands ran up to my restraints. They hovered there briefly before sliding back down to meet my chest. Playfully, she took my right nipple in her hand and tweaked it making me jolt in surprise. That pleased her greatly as she got a big grin on her face as we kissed.

I nodded firmly and she smiled.

"Me too." Putting her head on my chest, she looked down at our crotches and she took hold of my dick. Guiding it towards her wet hole, she closed her eyes and sat down on my dick.

We were still for a moment as her wet cunt adjusted to my dick being inside her. She must've been so wound up on the film set tour because she felt so tight. She made another sound as she sunk deeper onto my member. She slowly opened her eyes and looked down at me. Smiling in a blissful state of awareness, she put her hands on my chest and pushed down lifting her hips upwards.

Sarah bit down on her bottom lip as she casually started to rock backwards and forwards on my cock. Her free hand had moved up to her tits and she was lightly squeezing the flesh as her rocking body started to increase. Teasing her own nipples, the now brunette, Buffy star looked down at me and smiled in satisfaction like it was a job well done.

Moaning in a combination of disbelief and bliss, I looked up at the gorgeous American actress and cursed aloud. "Fuck me this is good."

She laughed at that and started to grind her pussy firmly against my lap, rubbing her clit against my skin to help her get off even more.

"You like that baby?" She asked, biting down on her bottom lip as we made eye contact again.

I nodded, unsure if I would even be able to speak with the current swing of events.

"I can't hear you," She said, letting her head loll backwards. Her luscious mahogany-colored hair fell backwards as well, after she woke me up it had become loose and was now in front of her face, framing it. "Baby, tell me you like it."