I pull up to your house and walk inside. I find you in the kitchen being "all domestic and shit" wearing a skirt, tank top, and your collar. I grab a hold of you and slam you against the wall with my hand. Holding you there I remove your glasses but you can still see the burning desire in my eyes. I move closer, keeping my left hand on your chest, and I press my lips to yours. There is no holding back. The kiss starts deep and hot, growing only hotter as I slip my tongue into your mouth, exploring ad tasting you. I pull back to slip the straps of your shirt off your shoulders and pull it down, revealing your perfect breasts. Without pause, I move to take your left breast into my mouth, letting my breath wash over your nipple as my tongue circles it tauntingly. You try to arch your back in response, but as you do I push your hips back against the wall. I suck your nipple into my mouth as hard as I can, your soft flesh feeling like heaven on my tongue. My right hand moves to your waist, sliding over your clothes and down to your mound, putting gentle pressure on your clit. My left hand moves to cup your right breast.
I am suddenly consumed with need for you. I begin to slowly move my hand up and down applying the softest pressure on your clit as my mouth moves to your other breast, biting and licking on its journey then finally moving to take the nipple into my mouth. I can feel the heat coming from your pussy and I know you are every bit as hot as I.
I pull your skirt off in one motion leaving it pooled on the floor around your feet. I slowly run my tongue down your cleavage, working my way across your stomach and stopping at various places to bite or suck. As I make my way to your thighs I spread your legs, licking and sucking your inner thigh while moving closer and closer to your wet pussy. I let my lips graze you through the soft fabric of your underwear and I can tell you are close.
I back off.
Giving you a stern look, I take your hand and lead you to the bedroom where I thrust you onto the bed. Speaking for the first time I tell you to close your eyes. I move away. You hear drawers open and close. Water runs from the sink. I know you are anxious and wondering what is next. I know you trust me
As I move back to you, I gently kiss your lips. Holding your face in my hands I ask you "do you trust me?" and you nod in affirmation. I place a blind fold over your eyes and gently I brush your hair back as I place the ear plugs. Softly I turn you onto your stomach with your legs dangling off the edge of the bed. I leave you there, in such a vulnerable position and begin to move about. The next thing you feel is my hand on yours as I tenderly pull it and stretch your arm across the bed. You feel rope as I tie first one wrist and then the other as I pull them tight and straight in front of you.