As we step out onto the porch the warmth of Spring magically dances in the night air, and we both sink into the enticing comfort of the furniture. The beguiling silver hue of the full moon infuses the ambience with rousing headiness. The dulcet silence envelopes our thoughts, transporting us into a place of serenity where nothing exists. Only you and I! Lost in this obliviousness, our lips find each other's; tasting, teasing, pleasing as our hands begin to explore.
Your lips glide to my neck and I feel the warmth of your breath as you plant your enticing kisses, my body responds with shivers of unadulterated desire. Soft murmurs escape my lips as I offer you more of my exposed neck and naked shoulders. Your raw hunger devours my taste and my hunger aches for your touch. My hands reach up to your head I run my fingers through your hair and pull you closer.
You stop kissing me, sit back and say. "Tell you my fantasies."
Caught a little off guard I think to myself. "They swirl around in my head; intoxicate my mind long before you've even asked. And my body quivers simply at the mere thought of you carrying out my fantasies!"
"Tell me what you want, tell me your fantasies." You urge.
I look at you, look around, drinking in the moment. The ambience pulses with your sexual energy and it permeates my senses, along with your lingering touch, which I still feel upon my skin. My mind and thoughts run wild as I visualize my raunchy fantasies. Yet suddenly for some obscure reason, trying to verbalize my fantasies is a little tougher than I'd imagined. I feel a heat raising into my cheeks my body yearns for your touch as I feel the heat radiate in waves between my thighs, pulsating at the mere mention of fantasies –
Do I tell you I want to be owned!
"Hmmmmm" I muster up a little voice from within "I wonder what it would feel like to have you tie my arms and ankles!"
I think to myself. "Damn, that was absolutely feeble!"
What I'd actually intended to say was. "I would love to have you strap each arm and each leg securely. Leaving me unable to move laying spread eagled on the bed, for you to do with me as you desire and enjoy me totally!"
It's odd, since we are very open and pretty much anything goes. Then again, I guess expressing "fantasies" is not a subject we'd broached until this unexpected moment.
I look at you, and notice a twinkle in your eyes as you smile and say with quiet confidence. "I'm sure I can fulfill your fantasy tonight."
"Mmmmmmm" I murmur as a thrill of excitement surges through my body. The heat in my cheeks raises a couple of degrees, and the heat between my thighs intensifies.
As you get up you say. "Go to the bedroom, strip naked and lie on the bed. I will be there shortly"
A nano-second of panic fused with the riveting suggestion gives rise to an irresistible ardour within, and so ready to willingly comply!
Stepping into the bedroom I find myself directly in front of the huge mirror looking at my reflection staring back at me. I pause a moment before I begin to undress, and I'm fervidly aware of you entering the room. I unzip my dress allowing it to fall to the floor around my feet. Stepping sideways, I gaze at the mirror now reflecting a sensual woman clad in enticing lingerie, which you seem obliviously unaware of. You busy yourself in retrieving the straps from under the mattress and then head to the cupboard to get the cuffs to attach to the straps. I undo the clasp of my bra momentarily holding the bra to my body, before allowing it too, to drop to the floor. I ease each leg out of the stockings allowing each stocking to spiral onto the other already discarded items of clothing. Lastly, I remove my sexy G-string, which unhesitatingly joins the pile.
Standing naked, I look across at you, though you seem pretty intent in attaching the cuffs to the straps.
"Do you even notice me!" I wonder.
I effortlessly glide my svelte body onto the bed and roll over onto my back. For the briefest moment I feel a little exposed. As I look over to my right I gently feel your hands take a hold of my left wrist strapping the cuff on and doing it up. Oo.. It's pretty tight! You say nothing and proceed to the right wrist, where you do the same. You move down to my right ankle but I'm to far up the bed so you ask me to ease myself further towards the foot of the bed. But since having both arms strapped in place it takes a little longer to ease myself into position. You manage to cuff my right ankle to the strap in corner of the bed. You move along the base of the bed taking hold of my left ankle and at this moment I wonder if my left ankle will actually reach the cuff. You loosen the strap a little, as you attach the cuff to my ankle and strap it in tightly. You look at me, asking how I feel.
It feels good except a little taut, so I ask if you will loosen the tension fractionally. You oblige.
As I lay there bound, I watch you undress suddenly realization sinks in. I cannot move, nor can I touch you!
I am now truly at your mercy, the fantasy has commenced.
I watch as you drop your boxers. Immediately my hands long to touch your body, my mouth hungers to feel, taste and please your cock. I want to run my tongue around the ridge, flick the tip... but you're in control!
You ease onto the bed hover just above my face. Teasingly you move back allowing your cock to briefly touch my lips. I raise my head and beg for you to let me taste you. You tell me to put my head down. I pull at the straps they don't give an inch. The harder I pull, the tighter they get. It's a futile attempt. Your seductive arousal continues as you move backward and forward, again and again barely allowing your cock to touch my lips. My mouth drools with lustful anticipation. Then without warning, you shove your hard hot cock and begin fucking my hungry mouth.
"Aahhh it feels so good!" I think quietly
With each stroke you penetrate a little deeper eventually shoving your shaft to the back of my throat, holding it there, just long enough, not to make me gag. Slowly you come up affording me, the opportunity to immodestly relish your glorious cock. My tongue twirls shamelessly and seductively around the ridge, tracing every groove and dip. Flirtatiously my tongue flicks the tip and I am rewarded with your delicious juicy pre-cum.
