It was the summer of 2019 and kinks seemed to be all the rage. Whether perusing new magazines or podcasts she kept hearing about kink, kink-positive communities, BDSM, and the like. She didn't know much about kink and was a little afraid to go down too many internet rabbit holes for fear of being exposed to something darker than she could handle. But Sarah had always been highly sexual and naturally curious, so she couldn't help herself, she just HAD to do a little "cursory" research on kink.
As she began exploring, some kinks struck her as odd, like foot fetishes or attraction to inanimate objects. Others of them freaked her out and turned her off completely, like age play and adults wearing diapers. A simple A-Z of kink article exposed her to a bunch of things she had never even thought of before. It made her sex life look vanilla, but she knew that wasn't the truth. She didn't much care anyway, because she and her boyfriend had consistently good sex.
It did show her, though, that the spectrum of what turned people on and got them off was wide and varied. She listened to interviews with people that made custom porn and kink films for a living. They told stories of clients who commissioned movies of hot young chicks swatting flies in a kitchen or destroying stamp collections worth thousands of dollars (yep, that's all they did in both cases). Though she couldn't relate to most of it, she didn't feel the need to. Sexuality is highly subjective and personal, and as long as everyone was safe from real hurt or harm, she was happy to know that people were finding their pleasure, however far outside "the square" it might be.
Then Sarah stumbled across Shibari: colorful Japanese bondage rope tied around bodies in complex patterns and with artful knots. It was dramatic and sexy to look at. The myriad ways one could be bound boggled her mind. She had always wanted to be tied up, so this kink struck a bit of a chord in her. During her 48 hour Shibari fascination, Sarah scripted a single fantasy that became one of her favorites of all time.
In this scenario, a gorgeous woman with, ample breasts and long, flowing hair enters her room. She is wearing only a skirt. She sits down on the bed next to Sarah, looks her in the eyes and proceeds to blindfold her. She binds her wrists with red satin ribbons and then begins to intricately lash her thighs together with the same. The technique she uses to lash her thighs is the same one used by chieffess Luʻukia of Tahiti. Luʻukia, angry at a false rumor that her husband was defaming her publicly, had her attendants bind her from her waist to half way down her thighs so her husband could not have sex with her. Although using the same technique, Sarah's lashing is confined only to her thighs and is not designed to prevent sex, but to entice it.
Sarah is only nervous for the first minute or so, then gives herself over to this beautiful woman whose face she has only seen briefly, but whose tender and talented hands inspire trust in her. During this binding ritual, the woman's breasts occasionally brush up against Sarah's body as she works. Temporarily robbed of her vision, Sarah's other senses become heightened. She is acutely aware of the woman's nipples and the sumptuous mounds of flesh beneath them that occasionally press into Sarah when she leans over her. She can smell the scent of vanilla on her skin and hear her breathing.
Starting just inches below her pussy, the woman's hands slip in and out of between her legs, deftly winding the ribbons back and forth, between and around her thighs. Sarah, who has very little experience with women, finds this highly arousing. Each time the woman's top hand pushes the ribbons through and her bottom hand receives them from behind, Sarah hopes she will accidentally brush her pussy. Her breathing begins to increase and she feels the aching in her cunt that is always followed by wetness. She fidgets a bit and takes a few deep breaths.
When the woman ties the final knots and finishes the lashing, she turns Sarah onto her side and presses her up against her own body. She feels the woman's mouth so close to hers. The woman slides a hand down Sarah's back and over her ass cheeks, then over the ribbons, fingertips inspecting her handiwork. She slides her hands back up to Sarah's ass cheeks and rubs big slow circles on them. Then she moves a hand up to Sarah's throat, holds it gently and whispers into her mouth that she looks absolutely stunning. Sarah holds her breath for a brief moment, her lips longing to meet the mouth (or nipples) of this goddess who has just immobilized her thighs with red ribbons. The woman then brings one hand in front and slips it between Sarah's tightly bound thighs.
Like an expert, she pushes a single finger between Sarah's lips, just to the opening of her cunt, curls it slightly to collect her wetness, then slides it up the length of her slit and over the tender nub of her clit. Sarah moans and shudders, wishing the beautiful woman would do it again. But she withdraws her hand and then, to Sarah's surprise, the woman says in a somewhat loud voice towards the door of the bedroom, "She's definitely ready for you." Placing a single, tender kiss on Sarah's shoulder, the beautiful woman gets up and leaves the room.
Trying not to be too nervous, Sarah, blindfolded and bound, waits patiently on the bed for the next person. She hears footsteps and can tell by the sound that they belong to a man. His scent is distinctly different than the woman's and his movements too. He lays down behind her and, without a single word, begins running his fingers over the ribbons. He traces the lashing slowly from her knees back and forth over her thighs till he gets to the top. By this time, Sarah is squirming. The top half of her body is beginning to bend forward and her ass is pushing back, waiting for his fingers to arrive at her aching pussy.
He lingers on the top ribbon, which is maybe two inches down from her pussy lips, stroking the place where it meets her skim. Sarah begins to whimper, so hungry to feel his finger push into her. Just like the beautiful woman before him, he places his finger against the lips of her pussy and pushes in right at the opening of her cunt, as though he knows just where to go, but rather than stopping as the woman had, he just keeps going and skillfully slides his middle finger deep into her slick, starving pussy.
As his finger enters her, Sarah screams with pleasure, unable to control her sounds. She tries to buck back up against him, but he places a hand firmly on her ass as if to hold her at bay. It is a signal to submit and she does so gladly. Feeling her relax, he begins to slide his finger slowly in and out of her, feeling her warmth and increasing wetness. Seeing how much pleasure it is bringing her, he adds a second finger. She's so wet that he can hear her juices as he strokes her. She moans and breathes hard as the walls of her cunt begin to spasm on his fingers. He wraps one hand in the hair at the base of her neck, pulls just a little, and starts driving his fingers into her deep and fast. She moans loudly as her whole body shakes and she cums hard, his fingers deep inside her.
The stranger, now also breathing hard, slides his fingers out and into her mouth. Sarah sucks on them hungrily, her own scent and taste thrilling her senses. He pulls her face back to meet him and kisses her intensely, then inhales deeply to smell her musk. He reaches down again, scoops her wetness up with two fingers, smears it all over her mouth and then licks it off.
The moment is so sheerly erotic that it blows a circuit in Sarah's brain, tears down any barrier she might have left to her primal, animal sexuality, and nearly makes her cum again. Her tongue searches desperately for his and their mouths lock once more, hungry for one another. He is still clothed, but presses his hard on against her ass. Because he's wearing jeans, it's difficult to get a sense of how big he is, but Sarah can feel that it's definitely a good size bulge.
In that moment she tells herself she must let go completely, give in to being fucked, and allow herself to feel all the pleasure she can. Her short train of thought comes to a grinding halt as she feels the strangers tongue running along the length of her swollen slit, then plunging into her hole to lap up the honey that's dripping from it.
He proceeds to lick, suck and finger her to orgasm three more times. On the third time, as he's stroking her clit from the front and fingering her from the back, she climaxes so hard she feels herself squirt. She is incredulous at cumming that hard and shocked by the rivulets of lady cum trickling from between her thighs and wetting the dark red ribbons of the lashing. Sarah's rational mind is entirely offline now. The only thought she can hold is the desire to feel his cock inside her.
