It Barely Fit Tied & Tongue-Tied

Right before heading off to class, I got off the phone with Valerie. It was Thursday and I was headed into town for the weekend. Dreaming of spending the morning with her, I wished she was with me.

Mornings with Valerie were the best; watching her ride me, with her tits bouncing as she impaled herself on my dick. It was just like she was sprinting down the track, but she was topless...and the view was breathtaking. Then my thoughts strayed to how she tasted, and my mind took me to that moment, where I could taste her and feel the warmth on my tongue.

Reality struck, though, I had to present my design to the class that morning, and I didn't have much time. It came down to going to breakfast or stroking one out; the latter was my only choice, because I couldn't really go to the cafeteria with an erection, and I definitely wasn't getting in front of that class, with a big ass hardon.

Focusing my thoughts on Valerie and stroking my cock, I could see her sensuous body flexing with mine, moaning with each of thrust, and yearning to be fucked. I pictured her caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, and that's' where I exploded, spraying creamy seed all over my belly. The mental image of Valerie slowly dissipated, despite being excited to hook-up that weekend. I knew I had to think of something else and I tried to focus on the points in my outline. My mind kept wandering back to Val, but I did get through the presentation, erection-free, and I got positive remarks from the professor...what a relief.

When I finally got home, she was parked in my parent's driveway, and my buddy giving me the ride, "Looks like she's anxious, too...don't go and get her pregnant, now."

I laughed, "Ass!"

Anyway, the plan was to stay at her parent's place, and we were going out to lunch with my parents on Sunday, before I headed back. The key to all this was that her parents were gone, and my mother didn't need to know that.

We ran into the house for a quick hello, and I could tell mom was more than excited about Valerie. She knew there was some attraction, but never ventured into any questions. Of course, that didn't stop my brother; he whispered something rude about getting some. Beyond the go-fuck-yourself glare, I didn't respond, but I was happy that Sunday's plans didn't include him.

We were both out-of-our-minds horny by the time we got to her house. I even thought about taking her atop the car, with vivid detail. Laying her over the hood, shoving every last inch into her and leaving big ass pool on the hood. I even pictured her with that sexy sated smile and cum dripping out of her.

After we pulled into her parents' driveway, we were all over each other. I savored the feel of her firm curves, with my hands lingering over her breasts...and that taut runner's ass. I gripped, digging my fingers into her cheeks before slipping a hand into her pants. She wasn't wearing panties, and she gave me a sexy smile.

Caressing her bare bottom, I sensuously kissed her lips, and pulled her closer. When our lips finally part, she grinned, "We probably need to go in the house...we'll be more comfortable."

Once inside, our lips met in a wildly heated embrace. She wove her fingers through my hair, driving her tongue into my mouth. We were making out in the kitchen, and I had her resting on the counter, with her legs wrapped around me. Cupping a breast with my hand, I felt her stiffened nipple pressing into my palm, and I remember driving my tongue deep, and wanting to fuck her throat.

She must have felt the arousal because she slid a hand inside her pants, dragging a finger through her pussy. She held it up, grinning, "I know you're gonna love this...look how wet you got me! But in all honesty, I think I was wet at your parent's house...I've been a little horny all day."

I sucked the finger clean, and the clothes started flying. She spread her legs, and showed me the pink, by pulling her lips apart. She was ready, begging me for satisfaction, and I got down on my knees, pushed my face between her thighs, and gave her the attention she needed. Trailing kisses over her toned thighs, I stopped short, inhaling the scent of her warm arousal, and teasing her pussy with my tongue. Anxiously, she dragged her fingers through my hair, and nudged me closer, "Oh god...Rob...yeah...Rob, that...that makes me crazy!"

I licked the swell of her outer lips, kissing, and running my tongue back and forth over top, as she moaned. I paused and looked up to see how it was going, only to find her eyes tight and her head tipped back...clearly, she was enjoying the ride.

With my fingers, I opened her wider, and fucked her with my tongue, purposely teasing her clit whenever I felt the need. Each time, she trembled and moaned louder.

As she opened her mouth to speak, her words became sexy moans, as I pushed my finger through the tight folds, and licked her clit.

I pumped them deep into the warmth, with one thing in mind...I was determined to satisfy my girlfriend with my tongue. But that was just the beginning; I loved that tight, little pussy far too much to pass it up.

With Valerie, I loved it all...I loved to tease her lust...hear her moan...taste her arousal...and feel my cock penetrating deep. The very second, she's had an orgasm, I planned to fuck the hell out of her, slamming deep and filling her with a load.

It seemed like she was way past turned on...she was crazy horny, but so was I. Her body shuddered with pleasure, she started breathing harder, and her moaning dialog grew more steady, almost endless. "Ohhhh...ohhhh my goddddd...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh, your tongue...mmmm...yeah...yeah, like...like thattttt!"

I watched her grope her tits, running her thumbs over the turgid peaks, while humping her pussy into my face, wetting it with arousal. After a week or two of abstinence, she was practically on fire and needing a good release. She was soaked, and getting wetter, but I pulled my fingers out, and licked the juice from her pussy lips.

She moaned, with disappointment, but I raised my fingers to her lips, "Here, taste." She got a sexy grin and licked them clean. While she was sucking them dry, I grinned, "Mmmm...tastes good...doesn't it?"

She nodded, "and what you're doing feels sooooo...so good!"

Hearing that, I started in again, running my tongue over her clit, and pumping my fingers into her. The clit was engorged, and I held it in my lips, gently teasing and flicking it with my tongue. She almost jumped off the bed, breathlessly moaning, "Oh Rob...give me that...more of that...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...I need that...I need...need to cummmmmm!"

Working my fingers in and out, I curved them to rub her G-spot. Showing no mercy, I had her screaming and begging, "Oh god...yes...yes...yeah, that's it...just like that...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...fuccccckkkkk!"

As the orgasm took over, she thrust her hips forward, grabbed the back of my head, and grinded my face. Despite all that, I kept working her the best I could, flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. The pleasure was taking over, rippling through her body and growing with intensity.

Her legs tightened around me, and she moaned, "Ohhhh...ohhhh....oh my god...yeah...yeah...Oh my god, oh my god, oh god." I looked up to see her rocking her head back and forth, as she soaked me with pussy. It all seemed to last...her orgasm seemed really long, and I loved every second of her pleasure.

Clearly there was some pent-up need being met, and I was proudly giving her the relief she needed. Though, my dick was throbbing with the same need, I was determined to finish her off. I wanted to see that sexy, sated smile, when she was catching her breath.

I was in the clouds when she did exactly that, "That...ohhhh...ohhhh that was amazing! You are way more than a perfect man...and a perfect cock...sweetie, that was awesome!" She shook her head, "Sorry...I don't mean it's all about sex, but you really spoil me...you know?"

I just licked my lips, and paused with a big shitty grin, "Um...I'll just have to try harder next time...guess I'm a little tongue-tied, too...or maybe it's just tired."

She giggled, looking down between my legs...yeah, it was tenting the underwear, and probably drooling. I don't remember, but I do remember, she stroked my cheek the way lovers would...and then she rubbed her hand over the bulge, "You really need a good one, too...give that tongue-tied tongue a rest, and give the big guy some playing time." She grinned, "And you get to choose how we do it!"

"Let's just get you naked." She tugged on the briefs, but they got caught up on the erection; when she got them down, it bounced free, and she squealed.

"Can we do it in your bed!"

She nodded, and anxiously declared she had lube in the bedroom. I was more than ready and stroking on lube, but the how didn't hardly matter. In her pussy...in her hand...in her mouth...or in between her tits, it didn't matter.

She flopped down on her bed, looked up at me, and spread her legs for me. Watching me penetrate her pussy, first with lubed fingers, then something much larger. "Yessss...mmmm...this was the right choice...I needed that."

Tight around my cock's girth, her pussy always took a little time to adjust. I knew the drill, taking it slow to give her time, before going all the way. Four or five times, I pulled out almost completely, before thrusting back in, going deeper and deeper.

She squealed when I finally sank the whole thing, deep into her belly. At that moment, it was all about her man's cock, satisfying her needs...and satisfying my needs. She was still tight, but relaxed enough, to where I could go faster. Pumping every inch, into that warm pink flesh, I savored the tight grip and how it caressed the shaft.

She smiled tenderly, "Mmmm...this's a beautiful thing...we share...yes...yes...oh god, yessssss! It...it always touches all the good parts."

She had a sweet smile and I nodded, leaning in to kiss her, "Yes....yes, it is."

She wrapped her arms around me, pressing her steamy body against mine. We made out and fucked like that for just a few minutes, till our lips parted.

She started moaning and rolling her hips up to meet my thrusts, "Ahhhh...ahhhh...yeah...Rob...Rob...just keep...just keep fucking me...ahhhh yeah!"

Pushing her legs way back, and going at it, I was crazy hard and fucking even harder. I sensed that she was almost there, again, when she started working her clit, "Ahhhh...yeah...yeah...yeah...oh god yeah...ahhhh...ahhhh...fuck...fuck me...fuck meeeeeeeee!"

We were grinding hard, and her body was wildly flexing with my thrusts; her voice wavered as she cried out, "Fucc...cckkk...m...e...fuck meeeeee!"

She was in sensory overload, moaning and gasping with pleasure, but I was humping and grunting, "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuuuucccckkkkkkkkkk...fuuuucckkkkkkk!"

I held her tight, unleashing the first of it, deep into her belly. With my balls and cock flexing out a load, I slowly pumped her, slamming all the way in. I wanted to drain my balls deep inside...but I remember fantasizing that it was deep enough that cum was spilling into her throat.

She wrapped her legs tight around my waist, as I emptied my load. After finishing, I desperately wanted to stay inside, pumping slower, and savoring her pussy's warmth. I slumped forward some, wrapping my arms around her to grind it deep.

Filled with her man and his breeding load, she groaned, "Yeah, love it...keep it up...yeah...yeah...keep it up...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...spoil me...spoil me more...ahhhh yeah!"

I kept fucking her like that, all the way in and nearly all the way out. With my balls gently tumbling over her ass, I watched her moan, "Yeah...yeah...gimme that dick...spoil me more...fuck me...fuck me good!"

I guess she felt it coming on, and started working her clit, tipping her head back and moaning, "Oh yeah...yeah...yeah...fuckkkkk...fuccckkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Again, she shuddered, bucking against me, with waves of a pleasured release.

Though she was sated, I didn't pull out right away, knowing she loved having it buried deep inside, just feeling its heat and its girth. Too big for her...but perfect for her. Eventually, I slowly dragged it out, but she wasn't ready to call it quits, just yet.

I watched her lovingly caress my cock, trailing her fingers over the head and down over the veined shaft. Cradling it within her hand, it still glistened with sex, and she sat up to kiss the tip. With the tip of her tongue, she slowly licked her way around the shaft.

Then she looked into my eyes, swirling her tongue over the head, and gradually working her lips around the shaft. Her lips were tight over the crown, and she teased the ridge, while I moaned, "Oh fuck...that feels...ahhhh, that feels so fucking good...my dick's never gonna get soft...is that the plan?"

Nodding in response, she kept fucking her mouth, "Yeah...keep that up...fuck yeah...yeah...yeah ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...fuckkkkkkk!"

She paused once, pulling off to focus her tongue on the head, teasing the ridge...poking the slit...and flicking the head, fast and hard...almost grinding it with her tongue.

I started to moan louder and roll my hips, and she let me mostly take over...while she kept the focus on the swollen crown.

I couldn't go all the way, but I was definitely poking her throat...not real hard...but still poking it.

When I felt it coming, I pumped faster through her lips, pushing myself closer and closer. I watched her eyes get big, and cheeks puff out as if she was ready for a massive load. It wasn't massive but it gave us both what we needed.

It came on fast, spilling warmth over her tongue...and I shuddered, thrusting slower into her mouth. She swallowed, slurping it down and sucking the shaft like a straw...trying to get every last drop.

I relaxed, sinking into the bed, and taking a big breath. I laid there quiet for a minute, comforted by the warmth of her mouth, and thrilled to have a sexy-as-fuck girlfriend, that loved sex as much as I did.

She giggled, "I guess I was a little more than tongue tied there...with you, it's more like tongue tied and a mouthful."

She looked at me, smiling, "You know...sex is really athletic, just like running; if I want that kind performance out of you, I need to keep you fed. So...I'll have you know, I've planned out our meals. You're going to love dinner...and breakfast."

"I bet I will...but I hope you're part of breakfast, too."

She grinned, "Maybe...you just never know...you'll just have to wait to find out."

That night, we felt very adult, sharing a bottle of wine and cooking dinner together. I remember we had steak sandwiches, with big fries, and a yogurt dessert; I was amazed at how good everything was. I guess I was hungry, but it was really good...I just hadn't even thought about either one of us being able to cook...let alone cook well. I couldn't wait to cook a meal with her again, but I wanted to cook a meal for her, too.

We talked over dinner, and I think we talked about everything...I'd just realized that I wanted to stay in my major...and not transfer to architecture. I loved what I was doing...and where I was at...and I loved being with Valerie. That night, she fell asleep in my arms...and I helped her to bed.

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The next morning, we went out for a run. Her parents didn't know we were shacking up, at their house, and we didn't want the neighbors to raise any suspicions or say anything to them...so I remember we drove several miles to run on a trail.

We took it slow and talked along the way, and she said, "You know Lisa and I were carpooling to classes this week, because her car's in the shop. She ran over a curb and messed up the front of her car. Anyway, I had a long conversation with Lisa."

I assumed it was about Lisa's annoying curiosity or her prying and I rolled my eyes, laughing, "She really can't let things go, can she?"

"Yeah, she is persistent." She cleared her throat, "Can I ask you something...well, that's...sort of kinky?"

I thought, what was this going to be...I don't know why I got so worked-up, but my head was spinning with wild shit. I guess it was just the fact that it involved Lisa...she was crazy, always wanting Val to get her dick pics. There's nothing wrong with being into sex or men's penises, but I wasn't comfortable with her having pictures. Anyway, I thought Val was going to say Lisa gave her polaroid camera...or maybe she was coming over to see it in person...or maybe she wanted to experience it in bed. The threesome fantasy really got me thinking...and I really wondered how I was supposed to respond. Though, that concern evaporated when she said, "Well, she told me that her boyfriend liked to tie her up sometimes."

"You want me to tie you up?"

"Well, maybe...I like that idea, and...and I think I'd like to try it sometime...but...I really wanna tie you up...just your hands, though...but maybe your feet." She was nervously excited, "I wanna ride you...um...when you're...um tied up to the bed?"

The cowgirl proposition was enough to get me hard, but the thought of being tied up and used by my girlfriend was something new...and really hot. She was waiting for a response, and I finally answered, nodding with big shitty grin, "Fuck yeah...when and where?"

She was almost breathless, "I...I didn't know how you'd take it...um...anytime...maybe when we get back. I need to shower...and I have rope...I bought rope. I promise it won't be too tight...I'll just tie your hands...to the bed posts."

When we got back, we showered together, making out under the hot spray, until the hot water started to run out. I remember being excited...and a little nervous about things, because I'd never been tied-up before.

Valerie didn't seem to be nervous at all, drying herself and running back into the bedroom. She pulled the rope out of her desk, holding up the tightly wrapped coil of 50' and joking, "I hope this is enough."

She was giddy and giggling as she tied my hands, "You okay...does it feel okay?"

I smiled, "Feels good...and you are one sexy girl scout!"

"Thank you."

I looked down, and it clearly liked a sexy girl scout, hovering over my abs, bobbing...swaying...and even throbbing. I was beyond turned-on, because not only was I in her bedroom and tied up on her bed, but I could also see she was anxious and ready to ride me.

Her gaze slid up and down over my body, with her eyes finally settling on the peak of my masculinity. She beamed down at me, "Now, I've really got you where I want you!"

My dick was thick, erect and calling her name, and she stroked it from the base to tip. For a brief moment, she cradled my balls, but quickly refocused all her attention back on the shaft.

She started using both hands, making sure to grip lightly in a way that she could tease the ridge with each stroke, up or down. When I started to thrust through her hands, she grinned, "Somebody likes what a very sexy and talented girl scout can do."

She started putting all her attention on the head, sending sensuous shudders through my body. The friction was nothing short of ecstasy, and I groaned, desperately humping her hands.

Leaning forward some, she was getting ready to take it between her lips, and I could see that cute, lusty smile Valerie had. She ran her hands over my lean, sculpted legs, savoring the firmness, but slipping her hands underneath to cup my ass and licking the very tip of my cock.

When she felt me shudder, she pulled off and grinned, watching my cock throb just inches from her lips. "Someone really likes that...don't they?"

"Ohhhh...fuck yeah!"

She licked it a minute or two, before taking it back between her lips. Again, she sucked just the head, sinking her fingers into my fleshy cheeks, and driving my dick as deep as she could go.