It was a hot, humid night in mid July. The air conditioner in the apartment was broke. I took a chance and left my windows open to catch any breeze nice enough to come my way. Finished with my shower I hit my sheets naked. I was hoping to get some sleep before I had to work in the morning.
I was in the middle of a great dream when I woke up enough to realize someone was in my bedroom with me. I tried to scream but he quickly shoved a gag deep into my mouth.
Now that no one could hear me, he took his time tying me to the head and foot of my bed. He then traced a path down my body from my lips, which were grotesquely stretched by his gag, over my breasts and down to the parting of my legs. Once there his fingers explored my assets and gave me a running commentary of how pretty they were, how tight, how wet, how much fun we were about to have together.
The weight of him on my mattress told me he was large, the feel of his hands on my body told me he was strong. I knew he was well groomed. He smelled of expensive cologne and newly washed hair. He had a full beard and over his face, he wore a handkerchief, but I could see his eyes.
"Behave and this will be over before you know it and you will be left sexually sated and in one piece. Tonight we play by my rules."
He showed me a feather, and then lightly started to run it over and into my body. Soon I was vibrating to his every touch the odor of my arousal clear on the air. He took a scarf from his pocket and covered my eyes.
"That's so I can take off my mask."
I nodded, and then felt his hot wet mouth capture my breast and suckle my nipple. I am a large breasted woman my DD cups overflow their boundaries. He managed to lick, suck and bite every inch.
"Didn't know you were going to have work done on your breasts. I like it."
I wondered what he meant, then pleasure took over and I just felt. I never knew my breasts could be so sensitive. I never knew that a woman could be so wild without being touched anywhere else. Soon I was moaning into my gag and begging for something more. I heard him laugh and then he whispered into my ear.
"If you promise not to scream I will remove the gag."
I shook my head yes. He removed the gag and replaced it with his mouth. I willingly opened my mouth to his searching tongue and then when he straddled me, I opened again to his seeking cock and it never crossed my mind to bite him. Somewhere in this seduction, I had passed from prisoner to willing participant.
He tasted better than any man I had ever sucked in my life did; I had enough experience to have an opinion. He felt thick and large in my mouth, and when he moved so that I could suckle his balls, they were heavy and large.