“Arms and legs out like a starfish,” Ethan says with a wicked grin in his eyes.
Oh, I like where this is going,
Ethan stalks toward me like a predator toward his prey, and I want to purr for him. “You’re such a natural submissive,” Ethan says, running his fingers up and down my throat softly. I feel delicate and beautiful beneath his touch.
I’ve heard that word before, and I never really understood it. I think I could be up to some interesting Google searches in the future. I mean, I know what ‘submissive’ means but in the sexual context…that has me way more interested.
“And I know you love when I’m possessive. It is my nature to possess you and your nature to belong to me. That’s just part of how we fit together.” Ethan strokes his cock with his other hand, and I reach out to do that for him…that’s what I’m here for. That perfect cock, fucking me, touching me. My mouth is already watering. But Ethan captures my hand before I can touch him. “So now we’re going to try bondage.”
Oh, I know what that word means. Ethan reaches under the bed and pulls out silk ropes, and he ties my wrist up in one. He grabs the other wrist, doing the same with another rope on the other side. Finally, he captures my ankles in rope and ties me up.
“Try to get free,” Ethan says with that wicked grin burning up my pussy on sight.
I try to move and I can’t.
God, he’s right, this is really fucking hot. I love being at Ethan’s whim for anything he might want to do to me. I want to be his, at his mercy.
“Now, you can use your safe words if you need to. But, since you’re going to suck my cock first, just shake your head back and forth if you want me to stop at any time,” Ethan says, pressing that kiss to my forehead. I want to reach out and touch him but I’m delighted at the frenzy of lust that builds up in me at being bound like this and sucking his cock.
“Choke me with it, honey,” I say with a wide grin. I narrow my eyes with how big I’m smiling. “I want you to try and murder me with that big fat cock and get it wet in my throat for when you fuck me.
“I’m not going to fuck you after you suck my cock,” Ethan says, and it is his turn to laugh. “I will fuck you…after I eat that sweet pussy while you’re pinned like this for me. But I want to taste how wet your pussy gets just from sucking my cock.”
I’m guessing that’s pretty damn wet. My pussy is aching right now just thinking about it, and I need him. I need him so damn bad that I want to rip my arms out of these restraints and pin him down and suck his cock.
I mean, I could use my safe word, sure, but this is part of the fun. Going fucking crazy wanting his cock, and then being helpless (well, not totally but you know what I mean) while he fucks my mouth.
Ethan strokes his cock in front of me, kneeling in front of my face, and I open my mouth. But he’s just out of reach. I whimper, needing him so badly I could explode.
“I can’t make you wait. Not more than you’re already going to,” Ethan says with gritted teeth. “Plus I fucking need you,” he exhales, and he pipes that thick cock down my throat. I lick my tongue around it and suck, my watering mouth wet enough for me to try and pump my head up and down.
But Ethan gets his knees on either side of my head, not close enough to be earmuffs because I could still shake my head if I needed to, and he jams his cock into my mouth deep. He strokes slow and deep into my throat and I swallow him up. My pussy is tingling, my clit twitching. The taste of him, the way he’s on top of me like this, it makes me want to scream out against his cock at the sheer pleasure I’m getting from it. I hum and make his cock vibrate while I’m swallowing it, and I see him bite his lip and suck in a breath. That’s what a girl wants to see.
Amazing how I’m tied up but with his cock deep enough in my throat to make breathing through my nose the only option, but I actually feel like I might be the one in control here. Fuck, it doesn’t matter who’s in control, it only matters that we belong to each other.
“Fuck,” Ethan groans. “I’m going to cum,” he says, and I swallow hard to drink down every drop of him. Ethan lets me suck some of the cum down and swallow it, coating my throat raw from the slow yet intense way that he fucked my mouth and throat, but he pulls out and unloads enough to coat my throat and my tits with plenty of his cum too.
And I can’t lick any of it off. I’m plastered with massive amounts of his cum. I feel so utterly defiled, and I fucking love it. “God, I love when you cum all over me, though I’d like to be licking it off,” I tell Ethan.
He dips down between my thighs and puts his mouth on my clit, licking up and down my clit quickly. “Did you say licking?” Ethan asks, smirking. “I like licking you quite a bit. Do you like it?”
Ethan is toying with me, stroking his tongue up and down my pussy to appreciate just how wet I am. I’m so wet, and my pussy is shivering, trembling, quivering at his tongue’s every stroke, but there’s nothing I can do, I am even tied so taut that I can’t lift my pussy up for more. His fingers slide throw my slick folds, tantalizing me.
“Fuck,” I cry out. “Please, please Ethan, you aren’t going to tease me while I’m all tied up like this, are you?” I’m whimpering and needy, and I’m only half play-acting. I’m despite for his mouth and his fingers to really take charge of my pussy like I know he knows how to do.
“Well, I did tell you that I was going to punish you,” Ethan says, pressing his fingertips to my pussy opening but not sliding them inside me. I wiggle but I can’t move enough to slide his fingers into me. “Now you can’t get away. Maybe I should treat your pussy like an appetizer all night instead of the delectable entree I know it to be,” Ethan says, laughing.
Oh god, please don’t do this to me for hours! I want to scream that out but I don’t. Ethan laughing has me distracted. It is so nice to see him so happy that I forget about my pussy’s pain and suffering for a moment and let the deeper well of love course through my veins. “I love you so much, Ethan,” I say.
And then my pussy throbs.
“And I love you, and your pussy, too much to really make you wait. But scaring you like that is fun. Your face is adorable when you think I’m going to torture you. I think we have a lot of long nights in our future,” Ethan says. That smug fucking grin greets me.
“I’d like to sit on that grin. Be a gentleman and rub it all over my pussy for me?” I say, and I can’t help but smiling.
“Yes, ma’am,” Ethan says, and he presses his tongue into my pussy, then laps up my juices and flicks his tongue lightning fast over my clit so quickly, over and over again. The instant he shoves his fingers inside my pussy, I get so close to cumming. I take a huge deep breath, and his fingers curl up and stroke my G-spot. I’m so tantalizing close to cumming and I groan hard.
“Your pussy is so beautiful,” Ethan says between his tongue strokes, and then he starts swirling.