This is strange. For years I have had this fantasy and yet for some reason I can't put it into words. Whenever I would want to get off and couldn't quite get there I would start this fantasy and boom it worked every time. Yet when I think back I never thought of the details. It always started with some girl already in my grasp, normally tied up in my barn, just waiting on me to start. I would normally strip her down in my mind, while beating my meat at the same time, and I would get off before I actually got to anything close to sex. Now don't get me wrong I have no interest in pain, I wouldn't want to hurt or really even scare her. I just want to take a beautiful woman without having to worry about her saying no. I don't want to seduce, I want to take. I want her at my mercy to do with as I please. I want to lick and kiss her body and make it want me even if her mind is saying no. To turn her on against her will is the ultimate aphrodisiac for me. Anyway, now I'm trying to add details and I'm at a loss for words so forgive me in advance.
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She rocked on me and rolled her hips and damn I loved this view. Lying flat on my back while watching her sitting on my lap and all the time enjoying herself, well that is a sight I could never tire of. I offered to get on top and try my best but she just shook her head and kept right on rocking.
She worked herself off on my dick and it was beautiful to watch. She smiled while commenting on how nice it was to not have to worry about the guy getting off to soon and going soft before she was finished. I just let her know I would enjoy this view forever and not to ever worry about me. It's not the destination but the journey and I was enjoying the sights.
Later after she had gotten off a few times, mainly with her fingers on her clit while she rocked, I assume her legs were getting tired when she rolled off and went to the bathroom and shortly came back with a warm wash cloth and cleaned me up which I wasn't expecting. I thought that was sweet but I was used to trying to please the woman. I've never had one try to please me. Odd feeling, not sure how I feel about it, feels good on one hand yet I feel strangely guilty on the other.
So I asked her how exactly she figured to capture this young lady and keep her for the weekend and not get caught. I also asked her if this didn't set off some bells in her moral compass area all to which she let me know in no uncertain terms that I should just trust her and not worry about the getting caught part and as far as her moral compass this didn't faze her in the least. Now I'm a church raised boy and although if I really worried too much I wouldn't be with her in the first place there is a difference in my mind at least between a little fornication and outright rape. I can ignore my guilt about the one but not the other, deeper roots I guess.
Anyway, she informed me that trust was necessary in this case. She said she knew for a fact that this young lady was perfect for what I had in mind and for me not to worry about details just get the stuff I needed to tie her up and any other props I might need.
So I decided to just go with it. I worked on rigging some ropes up on the bed and found some soft towels I cut up into strips. I figured I could use the towels on her arms and legs and let the rope tie to the towels that way I didn't give her rope burns. I found an old sleep mask to use and then came the hard part, waiting.
Friday came and after a few hours outside working on the tractor I came in to shower and was informed to get ready. She was leaving and told me she would be back in a bit with my gift. I offered to help but she said there was no need, she had this all worked out.
The next hour was the slowest I have ever experienced. I probably smoked a whole pack of smokes sitting on the porch just watching the road. Then I saw her at the gate. I swear watching her drive that last ΒΌ mile to the house took 6 months. My heart was racing and my mind was in a fog. Ok, my lifelong fantasy was seconds away, so now what? How do I do this? Hell I should have worked this all out in my head but my brain was dead, all I can do is go with it.
I walked to the end of the porch as she was getting out of the truck. I looked at her with a questioning eye and she just headed to the tailgate. I'll be damned if there wasn't a sleeping bag in the back and it was moving.
Son of a bitch! I swear if I could cum I just did. My whole body went into overdrive. I just pulled the bag toward the back and after figuring out which end was which I pulled this wiggling squirming bag over my shoulder and headed towards my own heaven on earth.
I walked up the 3 steps, the same 3 steps I used to have trouble just getting me up, like they were nothing. Amazing what adrenalin does for you. After dropping the mass on the bed I turned to her and raised an eyebrow in question.
We went in the other room where we wouldn't be overheard. She told me she was going to sit in the chair and watch and would do her best to not join in unless I signaled her. This was my fantasy to do with anyway I wanted. She only had one request. She wanted me to spank her. Somehow adding that to my already over acting imagination nearly made me cum again.