At your request, I am laying there on the bed, blindfolded. Just a few minutes before, I was in the bathroom "freshening up", carefully washing between my legs anticipating the purpose of the request. After drying off, I donned the sexy negligée you had asked me to choose. Although the black lacy garment with red trim covers from my breasts to just below my ass-cheeks, it reveals enough to excite even me. Then a trip to the closet to choose high heels that I know you will like. A pair of open-toed black ones with three-inch spikes will do the trick. As I slip them on, I notice that my freshly-manicured bright red toenails accent the look perfectly.
Now lying there in the bed waiting in anticipation, my mind races wondering what will take place next. Certainly, there will be sex - hopefully lots of it. But the mystery of what will happen leading up to it has my pussy already wet. I slide my hand down between my legs, across the short stubble remaining of the pubic hair that you had recently removed. As my middle finger slides past my clitoris, electricity shoots through my body and lets me know it is ready for more. Down a little further, my silky lips are practically dripping with my juices. Not wanting to get caught pleasuring myself, I slide my fingers past my clitoris again and involuntarily convulse as the signal shoots through my body again.
I hear the bedroom door open, and my heart starts beating faster with anticipation. I hear you go into the bathroom and shut the door. As I hear the sound of the shower turn on, I imagine you bathing. I wonder if your cock is already hard in anticipation. I wonder if you are stroking your rock-hard erection, partly for cleaning and partly for pleasure.
Knowing I have a few minutes while you finish showering, my hand slips back down to my now-aching clitoris and swollen labia. My hips move slightly as I rub around the top of my clit. The excitement builds as I lose myself in the pleasure of the moment. As I imagine your cock being thoroughly cleaned, my movements become faster. Soon I am furiously rubbing my clit, occasionally plunging a finger, then two into my now sopping wet love canal. As I get closer to orgasm, all attention is focused on my clitoris. I grab at the bedsheet with my left hand as I start to tense up in preparation for release. My breathing becomes involuntarily shallower and faster; little moans coming out with each short breath. The pace quickens, and then the crescendo: electricity surges through my body as I convulse in pleasure-filled pulses through my body. As I start bucking wildly to the pulses of orgasm, I plunge my fingers deep inside, pushing in as deep and hard as I can until the orgasm fades.
Now breathing slower but still twitching from the stray electricity finding its way through my body, I hear the bathroom door open and your steps in my direction. I wonder what you will do first, but I hope you will bring that clean cock to my lips so I can pleasure you with my mouth. Not entirely disappointed, I feel your hands on my right ankle, caressing your way up my leg. My legs instinctively move apart as I move my leg toward you. You stop just short of the prize, which excites me even more with the tease.
I then hear the sound of Velcro separating, and feel you wrap the cuff around my right ankle, just above the strap of my shoe. Now I understand what you are up to, and relax into a more submissive yet wanting mode. As you connect the cuff to the harness attached to the bedframe, I await a repetition of the ritual for the other leg. As expected, I feel you pull my left leg toward the other side of the bed and your caress of that leg. I want your cock in my mouth so badly at this point. My mouth is watering in anticipation of the sweet and salty taste of your pre-cum on my tongue. I want to ask for it, but know better. My duty now is to be pleasured at your pleasure, and I know it will be wonderful. The cuff is attached to my left ankle and then connected to the harness attached securely to the bedframe.
Now I wonder if you will also constrain my hands to the bedframe harness as well. For a few seconds, my mind races with what you might do next. For what seems like an eternity, nothing happens. I can hear movement in the room, but am not sure exactly where you are or what you are doing. I feel you gently take my left hand and pull it slowly to the edge of the bed. The sound of velcro separation breaks the silence again, and my wrist is being wrapped with the cuff. Once attached to the harness, I anxiously await the same for the other arm. I resist the urge to move my right arm into position so I can more quickly be completely under your control.
To my surprise, you take my hand and guide it to your rock hard cock. I moan slightly with satisfaction as I grab ahold of the shaft. Moving up toward the head, I am met with the slippery lubrication of the pre-cum that belies the level of your excitement. I quickly smile to myself with the satisfaction that I have caused this level of excitement after all these years together. As I stroke my hand up and down on your cock, you move it closer to my mouth and I hungrily take advantage of the proximity of the head to my lips. But I am constrained on my left side to the point where you have control of how much of your cock I am able to engulf into my mouth. You let me lick the pre-cum off the tip and head, and I try to get the rest of your cock into my mouth. You only let the head past my lips while my tongue flicks across the tip. I strain against the straps holding me back from what I want to do, and grab your left ass cheek to pull you closer. You move close enough to allow me to deep throat you twice before you pull away. I whimper with involuntary sounds of dissatisfaction that let you know you are doing a good job of teasing while controlling me.
I hear movement again and then the last cuff is wrapped around my right hand and fastened to the harness. Now I am completely and ecstatically helpless. The excitement builds as I wonder what will be next. I feel your breathing as you whisper in my ear, "I'll be right back," and I hear you open the bedroom door. I am left wondering what on earth you might be doing. Our normal lovemaking sessions typically did not include an exit from the bedroom once things reached this level.
"Maybe he has bought a new sex toy," I muse as I try to make rational sense of the moment. Just then I hear the door close and your footsteps getting closer. My body tingles with the anticipation of the sensations I am about to feel but can't see coming. My pussy is on fire, and my nipples are tingling with excitement.
I then feel hands on my right leg, caressing and kneading the muscles, working toward the top where my pussy aches for them to be. They stop again, just short of my pussy and start again just above my waist. Sliding slowly up my belly, the fingers end up on my right breast, doing circles on the areola through the thin fabric of the negligée. A light pinch of the nipple sends an electric impulse directly to my groin, making my clitoris ache even more for contact again. Two hands are now involved, caressing both breasts through the lacy fabric. The top portion now just barely covers my nipples as if the garment knows what to do.
I open my mouth and strain my neck away from the pillow as a signal that I want - no need - a cock in it. You oblige with just the head again as I strain against the straps to pull more of it into my mouth. You allow me full access, and I proceed to perform my blowjob magic on your throbbing dick. As I hungrily take all of you into my mouth, my tongue flicks and dances around the head, which sends twangs of electricity through you.
I feel fingers tracing the perimeter of my pussy and then rubbing around my clit. The excitement shoots through my body and I become more aggressive with my cock-sucking. I am disappointed when the hand moves away from my pussy, but I realize that I am not in control.
You move away, and then I sense movement at the foot of the bed. I arch my back in anticipation of contact with my pussy, and I'm pleased when I feel your tongue making its way around my engorged pussy lips, flicking the clit on occasion, and licking up my juices. I notice that the technique is a little different and it excites me even more that you are trying something new.
Each pass of your tongue over my clit sends tiny shocks of excitement through my body, and as the pace quickens, I can feel my stomach muscles tense in pre-orgasmic preparation. I feel you pull the negligée down off my nipples and then occasional gentle pinching sends little jolts to my groin, making me want the orgasm even more.
As my breathing shallows and I arch my back, the orgasm takes over my mind and body, with my hips bucking wildly while your tongue tries to stay engaged. I moan loudly and uncontrollably as the orgasm washes over my body in wave after wave of ecstasy. I feel an object enter my swollen and convulsing vagina, thrusting in and out while your tongue gently licks the area just above the nub of my clitoris. Larger and longer than a finger, the penetration sends more electricity through my body. I push my hips into each thrust as the dildo is gently slid into and out of my love tunnel.
My mind has difficulty processing the next sensation, which is something wet on my lips. The taste is familiar, but the activity around my pussy has me confused. I then realize the taste is pre-cum, and I instinctively open my lips and take the cock hungrily into my mouth. The orientation of the cock in my mouth and the dildo still sliding slowly into and out of my vagina with the gentle tongue-flicking of my clitoris finally add up. I jerk my head back in shock, pulling completely off your cock.
"What are you doing?" I protest; the first words out of my mouth since I left you to get ready earlier. I try to close my legs and stop the activity down there, but the restraints won't let me. The dildo is still slowly sliding in and out of my pussy.
"Pleasuring you," comes your response.
I feel the dildo slide out of my pussy and movement on the bed between my legs as the head of your cock is again being pressed against my lips. I then feel what I realize is someone else's tongue on my labia lapping up my orgasm juices. As it flicks across my clit, I jolt from the sensation. The tongue then parts my pussy lips and thrusts deep into my vagina.
"Please don't; we've talked about this before," I plead.
"You are being pleasured at my pleasure my love," you reply.