How long had she been alone? The room was still with the exception of the television with its volume set very low for background noise. She could feel her heartbeat and listened to her breathing. She was waiting.
She remembered the anticipation she had had when the two of them went off to bed. She'd been aroused all day and had given plenty of overt signs to her husband most of the afternoon. A simple touch here, a vague sexual reference there was all that was that her lover required. She had noticed the stiffening of his cock through his jeans just after dinner and smiled to herself. "I made that", she thought.
They had kissed warmly and removed their clothes in their bedroom rather routinely this evening. Although both knew there would be passion, and desires expressed later, both of them kept a hold of their flesh. They were keeping the arousal simmering. She had slipped into bed next to him and the icy coolness of the sheets stiffened her nipples and gave her goose bumps. She felt the warmth of his body next to hers and welcomed it. He casually rolled over onto his side, kissed her, gently at first and then more stridently. As they embraced, he grabbed her hair firmly and a blindfold was expertly slipped over her head. He then left the bed and flung back the covers exposing her body to the air and any all that would see. He grasped one of her wrists, pulled it away from her body, and then tied it securely to the bedpost. He walked around the bed and repeated the same procedure. She was now tied and blindfolded in the middle of their bed waiting.
When he had finished tying her, he gently forced her legs apart to expose her neatly trimmed pussy to the air. He then knelt next to her on the bed, grabbed a handful of hair, pulled her head back and kissed her ardently on the neck, cheeks and face. He then turned on the adult channel on the television so now there was a low-volume background of moaning and groaning. She felt wonderfully vulnerable, as she lay there, naked. She felt a quickening in her groin as she awaited him to come to her.
Now she was still tied awaiting her lover. The desire and excitement of not knowing when and where the touch would come was causing her heart to race. Had it been five minutes? Fifteen? She did not know. He had lit candles and they were burning silently. She could not see, but she imagined the light and shadows playing across her body. The perfume from each candle added an earthly scent to the room. The anticipation was wonderful.
Now, he came to her. She felt his warm breath just above her pussy, no touching, just his breath blowing over her lips and over her mound. The sensation sent a chill of excitement rippling through her. Goosebumps arose on her exposed and vulnerable body. Her nipples hardened with desire. She licked her lips and waited. His breath was gone now, she tried to listen and hear him move about, but the television, which now featured a woman being taken by two others simultaneously, was masking his footsteps. He pulled on her nipple, which caused her to gasp, and then nothing, a pause. A tongue slid across her inner arm followed by quiet. Then, a finger traced it way over her mound and then departed. Another warm hand roughly grabbed her breast and squeezed. She was moaning now with each touch. The mystery and anticipation was causing her breathing to quicken. Now, another hand tugged on her nipple. Then, a mouth enclosed over it and sucked deeply, almost painfully. Another hand pulled at her puffy inner labia and smeared her wetness over the outside lips. Slowly, ever so slowly he teased her. Her juices were running from her pussy down the crack of her ass. Another nipple pull, and then a rough hand squeezing her breast. He grabbed her hair, pulled her head back, and kissed her roughly. She moaned with excitement. He pushed a finger inside her. She was warm and very, very wet. His mouth was now on her breast, and another pull on her nipple. A dildo pushed its way in to her mouth and she sucked on it with wanton desire.
The dildo was removed, and reinserted in her pussy. The dildo was pumped in and out for a moment and then was removed. This teasing continued for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only fifteen minutes.
He kneeled on the bed next to her and bent over her body. She was breathing heavy with lust and excitement. His cock was erect and pre-cum oozed from its purple head. The teasing of his wife was working just as well on him. He fought back the desire to ram his member deep inside her and listen to her scream with pleasure. Conversely, he fought the desire to masturbate and shoot his load all over her body. He inserted a finger in to her pussy again. He massaged the G-spot and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He removed his fingers and spread the wetness over her breasts. He repeated the same maneuver again, this time smearing her juice on his cock. Again, he plunged in to her pussy and brought his fingers for her to suck off. While she sucked his fingers, the dildo made reappeared and entered her pussy roughly. He fucked her with the dildo while she greedily sucked his fingers. He removed his fingers and kissed her deeply.
He bent over her and lowered his shaved testicles for her to suck. The dildo was removed along with his balls. His desire was building as was hers. He left her on the bed alone again. She quivered with desire. She longed for more touching, to feel the weight on his body on hers and his cock inside her. She listened intently now. The television was filling the room with moaning and sucking noises. It sounded like an orgy. The teasing, the sounds, the anticipation of touch was increasing her lust.
