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pretty tied up

February 24 2019

She sits at peace, cross-legged on the bed, while I blindfold her with scarlet silk. I let the ends of the blindfold trail down her naked back, teasing her skin into life. I run my fingertips as lightly as feathers across her back, breathing with her, tuning in to her body.

I unclip her bra and slide it forward, off her chest, careful not to touch her breasts. Not yet. Then take out the red rope and start to bind her. Around her chest, just below the breast, two double lengths, then around again above the breasts, but this time binding her arms down by her sides as well. All the time I am careful not to touch her breasts except in passing, as if by accident, brushing against them lightly perhaps. But the rope plays across her skin constantly. As I untangle it, as I measure out its length, as I position it to tie her, it is constantly shifting against her skin, brushing and caressing. Now, up from the knot at her back and over her shoulders, one length each side of her neck, meeting in the middle again to bind together the lengths below and above her breasts, I pull it tight, hitching them all together, squeezing her pretty breasts, distorting them, so the nipples push forward. I’m longing to play with them now, to touch, squeeze, suck. But I don’t. I bring her hands behind her back and, bringing the ends of the rope back over her shoulders, I tie her wrists behind her.

Now I take her in my arms from behind and rock her gently, swaying from side to side, and front to back, disorientating her. I let her fall back against my body and I run my hands down over my rope and across her smooth, tight belly but just as I come within reach of her mons I deviate to the side and glide down over her inner thigh, and back up onto her belly and over to the other thigh. Light and soft with my dry smooth palm.

I move out from behind her and lower her gently onto her back on the bed to remove her knickers. Then I sit her up again and she obediently crosses her legs. She knows what to do. We are connected now. I tie her ankles together in cross-legged position and I gently rest her back down on her back, her hands tied under her.

I sit now, before her pussy, my hand resting on her belly, and just admire her beauty for a few moments, feeling her breath and mine.

Now I take a scoop of coconut oil in my fingers, still semi-solid, coolly melting as I lay it just above her clitoris, and trickling down over her lips. Her breathing quickens as I begin the pussy massage. Long, slow, patient and teasing. First inner thighs, mons, then outer lips, for a long time just the outer lips, rolling them between finger and thumb tips, pulling and stretching. Then the inner ones, swelling and spreading, like butterfly wings. I cover her whole sex now with my palm and just hold it while I lean forward, reaching with my other and finally indulge myself, massaging the oil into her beautiful breasts, around and around in luxurious circles, then long slow fingertips moving in to the centre, and finally around and around the nipple, pulling gently, squeezing gently, then not so gently.

And finally back to her pussy, my fingers inside, exploring, drawing out, feeling her G-spot start to fill, my thumb up and down each side of her clit, as it swells, and as her hips start to move to seek my fingers. She wants it harder now than I am giving it but I make her wait. I have plans.

I lift her feet, ankles still tied, up high so I can get my mouth to her pussy. It is wet and full and I am in danger of losing myself here, her heels on the top of my head, pushing me into her. I lift her feel higher so I can take long licks, all the way from her arse to her clit and back, teasing her butt with the tip of my tongue, then plunging it deep into her pussy. I press one ring finger tip against her butt now, and slip middle and index into her pussy, thumb lying against her clit, and I lie my other thumb along the other side of it, squeezing and releasing, massaging, as my ring finger gently but firmly pushes deeper into her arse, feeling the reflex tight hold and relax. I’m pumping her whole body with my hands now and she is like a possessed creature, all she can sense it this flood of feeling.

Finally she finds words. “Come up here and fuck me” she gasps. I oblige, pushing her ankles up toward her chest and plunging into her. “It’s been so long since I played with your arse” I say. “Uh huh” she nods between breaths. “Can I fuck you in it?” I ask although I know the answer, it is still polite to ask. “Uh huh” she manages again, I’m not sure she can manage any other communication right now.

I untie her ankles now and roll her onto her front. Her arms are still tied behind her back. I spread her tight butt cheeks and smear my cock with coconut oil before bringing it down onto her tight hole, pushing, spreading, dilating, filling and owning her body. I spread my legs and balance on 1 arm, like I’m doing one handed pushups, while I reach around between my own legs to get to her pussy, and take her clit in my fingers. There is no artistry needed now. I rub her clit hard while I fuck her arse hard and she is screaming with pleasure and cumming and cumming and cumming like a wild woman., filling my hand with her squirt and clamping my cock tightly in her butt.

It takes her a long time to recover, lying beside me in my arms. I slowly untie her, a little at a time, massaging out the marks, and stretching out her limbs again. When she is back on earth I go to the shower and wash my cock before coming back and entering her again, missionary this time, and it is different, more tender, but the same too, passionate, and hot, and she digs her nails into my back and it is my turn to cum, deep inside her beautiful body.

 

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