I knew I was going to come. It was just a matter of time.
Donna's head was warm between my legs and her tongue was probing my "woman parts" incessantly. Her hands circled up under my legs, around my ass and upward to caress both of my breasts at the same time. Her thumbs flicked and teased my all too sensitive nipples.
Arms stretched above my head, my hands were handcuffed to the brass pipe headboard of her bed.
Donna took her time, building me up slowly through each layer of sexual arousal.
It had started with simple touching, my arms, my face, my lips, my breasts; my entire body seemed to be something rare and wonderful to her. It helped me to relax. So much so that when she asked if she could handcuff me to the bed, I wasn't alarmed at all. It just made me a little curious how she had figured out that I sometimes like to be tied up during sex. I must have some kind of "tell".
"A lucky guess on my part, kid.", Donna said.
"I'm not into the dominance/submissive thing and I'm definitely not into S and M. or anything like that!" I said as Donna left the bed briefly to get a pair of handcuffs from her dresser, "It is just sometimes I like to be, well, restrained."
"I understand." She said as the cuffs clicked shut around my wrists.
That was a while, and several layers of sexual arousal ago. Now her tongue was doing all of her talking for her! It was everywhere I wanted it to be right when I wanted to be there! My clit! My cunt! My pussy lips! And more than that, she knew just what to do and where to do it! If only Tony could work me with his tongue like that, I probably would have joined him and Kelly in bed yesterday afternoon, instead of driving off in a nearly blind rage and ending up in a lesbian bar and meeting Donna!
Looking down helplessly between my up stretched, restrained arms, I could see, even in the near total darkness of her bedroom, soft highlights glinting off Donna's lovely hair. Further down the shadowy form of her naked back, ass and legs, gave no hint of the beautiful fantasy inspired skin art that graced her well proportioned and superbly toned body. She sucked hard on my clit; I could feel the tension mounting between my legs. It wouldn't be long now.
What? I was confused! A faint feeling of abandonment overcame me as her left hand removed itself from my right breast.
"No..." I wimpered.
Somewhere below me I heard/felt Donna chuckle. At least I think it was a chuckle. I felt it against my crotch more than heard it. What was she up to?
"NO!" I almost screamed as I felt two fingers from her wayward hand worm their way into my ass! Donna lifted her head from my crotch to speak.
"Are you telling me to 'knock it off'?" She asked only half serious. "Knock it off" was our code word to stop doing whatever it was we were doing at the time either she or I said it. It was our "safety" word.
"No." I said more calmly. "No, it's just that you surprised me."
"I like surprising you, kid!"
I could only moan in response. It had been a night of wonderful surprises.
"I could stop if you want?" She started to slowly pump her fingers in and out of my ass.
