Beth was home after visiting her sister who lived two-thousand miles away. She was very tired. She couldn't sleep on the plane because the woman sitting next to her just kept talking and talking. Now, Beth just wanted to soak in a hot bath, relax, and then go to bed. She knew she had the weekend to herself since her husband was off on a fishing trip with some of the guys.
When she entered the bedroom and saw the items on the bed, she knew the bath and sleep was out of the question. The ball gag, blindfold, and handcuffs: whenever those were out on the bed she knew she had to put them on. She thought that her husband must not have gone on his fishing trip after all; so much for having the weekend all to herself to relax.
Beth undressed and sat on the bed. She first picked up the ball gag, shoved it into her mouth as far as she could get it and then secured the straps behind her head as tight as she could just like her husband liked it. She put on the blindfold and, lastly, she cuffed her hands behind her, again as tight as possible. The cuffs bit into her wrists which were already red from having her hands cuffed so often and so tight. She wore long sleeve blouses so that people wouldn't notice.
She lay on the bed and waited for her husband. It seemed like an eternity before she heard the bedroom door open. She could hear someone moving around the room but realized at once that it was not her husband. He always insulted her as soon as he came home. She was afraid of who it might be. She rolled around on the bed, trying to get the blindfold off to see who was there. It was no use. No matter how hard she tried, Beth couldn't get the blindfold off. Whoever was in the room still did not speak. She was lying on her back naked.
All of a sudden, she felt large hands on her hips pulling her to the edge of the bed. Then, what felt like a tongue, touched the inside of her right thigh. She tried to move away but he -- it must be a man -- held her firmly by the hips. He continued to lick both of her inner thighs moving ever closer to her pussy. When he touched his tongue on her pussy, she definitely knew it was not her husband. This man had facial hair and her husband was clean shaven. Besides, her husband always used her for his pleasure before giving her any and he very seldom went down on her.
He spread her legs so wide they hurt. Then he plunged his tongue deep into her pussy. It felt like his tongue was a foot long. She was scared and excited at the same time. Her husband never made her feel like this. She tried to close her legs around his head but he kept his hands on her thighs, prying them apart. She could feel him kissing and sucking on her pussy lips and it was driving her crazy.
He seemed to be hitting all of her pleasure points, even those she didn't even know she had because her husband never made her feel this way. She felt teeth clamping down on her clit, biting hard enough to make her feel good and not enough to hurt. She wished her hands were free so she could pull his face closer. If he kept this up for much longer, she was going to cum.
This stranger, whoever he was, seemed to sense this and he stopped. She was out of breath and it was hard to breathe through the ball gag. He moved up to her face and caressed her cheeks with his fingertips, gently kissing her neck as he did. Kissing down her neck to her chest, moving his hands to her tits, he sucked on her erect nipples, gently raking his teeth across them. He squeezed her tits, rolling her erect nipples between finger and thumb. Beth let out a long moan.
He whispered in her ear, "Do you like that, my pet?"
She tried to say yes and nodded. Suddenly, he rolled her over, face down on the bed. He must have noticed the cuffs were biting into her wrists. "I'm going to loosen the cuffs but not take them off and I don't want you to fight me....understand?"
Beth nodded. She had no intention of resisting or fighting back. With the key left on the night stand, he loosened the cuffs and again whispered in her ear, "Is that better, my pet?"
She nodded again.
He then kissed the back of her neck and down her arms to her hands and sucked each of her fingers, one at a time. Then he kissed down the small of her back to her ass. "Mmmm, your little ass looks tasty, my sweet. I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks?"
He moved down, planting kisses all over her ass cheeks. He then spread her cheeks and pressed a finger to her rosebud. Beth gasped. He gently inserted his finger up to the first knuckle and she whimpered. He removed his finger. "My, my... you're very tight."
He again licked the insides of her thighs, moving slowly to her rosebud. He lightly touched it with his tongue and she shuddered. He then slowly forced his tongue in. The feeling was amazing and she pushed back into him so that his tongue went deeper. Her husband had never given her ass any attention.
She never thought her ass could feel like this. Hearing her moan, he reached around and fingered her pussy but again he stopped before she came. Beth was so frustrated, being brought to the brink but not allowed to cum.
He whispered in her ear again, "Mmm, you do taste as good as I thought you would, Beth."
Beth? He knows my name.
