She purred into his ear, making him stiffen his spine and then squirm so she felt like the rider of an erotic bucking bronco, and sat up again, ripping off the tie with a flourish and casting it aside.
“Oh, this shirt is lovely,” she commented, running her hands over the luxurious heavy cotton. “Thomas Pink?”
“Yeah,” said Jeremy under his breath, too aroused to speak further.
“Oops.” Laura smiled as the buttons pinged and flew around the room. “I’m so clumsy. But I just had to see what was underneath.”
His chest, smooth, broad and hairless, was rising and falling rather rapidly beneath her palm. She laid an ear to his rib cage and listened to the exaggerated tattoo of his heart.
“I can hear your heartbeat,” she told him. “It’s quite fast. I wonder why.”
“Because you—oh God.” She had a hand over his mountainous crotch now, and she was squeezing it, bunching the fabric in a strong fist.
“I think somebody is having naughty thoughts. Am I right, Jeremy? What naughty thoughts are you having, you bad boy? What do you want me to do to you?”
“Wha-whatever you want,” he whimpered, urgent hands reaching for Laura’s hair, but she brushed them away and tutted.
“Don’t touch me, Jeremy. I don’t want you to put your grubby hands on me. In fact…” She hopped off her willing victim and retrieved the tie, then wound it around his compliant wrists and fastened them behind his head with a very convincing reef knot. “Mmm, now, that’s how I like you.” She began to strip off, beginning with her necklace and shoes, keeping her gaze fixed on Jeremy’s lust-glazed brown eyes.
“In my room, Jeremy, you follow my rules. That’s fair, isn’t it? And one of those rules is that you don’t touch me unless I give you permission. Hmm. I wonder if I should tie your ankles too. I think I might. You know, Rocky only let me do this to him once. He was curious, I think. Submission isn’t really his thing. God, he looked amazing, though, especially with the gag. Shall I gag you? Maybe another time. I like to hear your pathetic little yelps. They are music to my ears. I’m going to make you beg, Jeremy, and then I’m going to make you come like you’ve never come before. What do you think of that?”
She paused in her undressing, down to her bra, knickers and hold-up stockings, and posed with a hand on her hip.
Jeremy moaned his reply, swivelling his hips frantically in an effort to produce maximum friction between his underwear and his cock. Not being able to touch it or set it free was torture of the dreamiest kind, and Laura knew it.
“Do you like my body, Jeremy?” she asked him, performing a series of poses, like a lewd ballerina going through her paces. She thrust out her chest, bent over with her legs spread so that her face peered through her thighs, then she stood and thrust one hand down her knickers, gyrating gently and licking her lips as Jeremy watched with bulging eyes. “It takes a lot of work to keep it in this condition. I have a personal gym next door and I swim every day. I also make sure I have as much sex as possible. I like to take the lead, you see, because it burns more calories. These thighs are like steel, Jeremy.” She squeezed them together, trapping her hand between eager sex lips. “And so are my buttocks. I make sure my glutes get plenty of toning. Do you?”
Jeremy’s mouth opened and closed.
“I’ll tone them for you, Jeremy. I’ll give them a good workout if you like. I’ve a lovely dildo that the boys go mad for. I’ll introduce you sometime.”
“Oh God, you’re evil,” he wailed. “Please take my cock out. Please.”
“All in good time,” she cautioned, leaning over him so that her breasts in their sheer gauze bra almost grazed his face. “You don’t get to give the orders here, Jeremy. That’s my job. Now.” She unclipped her bra and let her nipples drift along Jeremy’s quivering lips. “Suck these for me, would you? Nice and hard. A little appetiser for you.”
Jeremy ran his tongue around the firm pink buds until Laura knew they were as stiff and tingly as they could be, then she withdrew them and turned around to present him with her firm bottom in its filmy black casing.
“Can you take these off with your teeth? I bet you could.”
It took him several attempts, but eventually the elastic made its slow progress over the curve of Laura’s bum until the knickers rested at the top of her thighs.
“That’s it. Good boy,” she approved, removing them along with the stockings, then standing naked by his side. “You can do a lot with your mouth, can’t you, Jeremy?”
She took a long, greedy look at him, his upper half naked and bound at the wrists while from the waist down he was dressed for a day at the office—albeit an exceptionally arousing one.
“Please…fuck me, Laura. Please,” he begged.
“Jeremy, you will need to learn some patience,” she scolded. “I like to hear you beg, but if you talk without permission again I’m going to whip your arse, do you understand?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, causing Laura to wonder if the phrase had ever crossed his lips before.
“Poor lamb,” she crooned, settling onto the couch with her knees on either side of Jeremy’s face, lowering her shaved pussy towards his mouth, enjoying the look in his eye as he realised what was expected of him. “You’ll get your mind-blowing orgasm, pet. But first, I want mine. And it had better be a good one, Jeremy, or I might just keep you rock hard and tied up all night.”
Her wet sex landed gently but firmly on Jeremy’s mouth, which he stretched wide in anticipation of his task. Laura sighed with approval of the deep, luscious strokes her lover began to apply with eager tongue, rocking softly above him, making sure her clit got the majority of the attention. She watched his face turn shiny with exertion and her juices, felt the hard knot at her centre begin to unfurl and spread fronds of pleasure outward to all the farthest points of her body.
“That’s good, Jeremy, good, yes,” she instructed throatily. “I’ll reward you for this. Oh, yes.” His eyes were flickering, half-demented. He looked lost and a little bit scared. She smiled widely, enraptured with her find, filled with liquid, lascivious ecstasy and came hard into his mouth, grinding her pubic bone against him until the melting flood was past.
“Gorgeous,” she said, flopping down happily on top of him, her head on his chest. “That was gorgeous. Gosh, you’re uncomfortable to lie on, though. So lumpy. I suppose I ought to do something about that.”