The "After dinner minx" Part 1

Your hands tied and fixed above your head, breasts and the side of your face pressing firmly against the cool wall, legs slightly apart, feeling a sense of vulnerability as your raised arms cause your dress to ride up your stocking covered and shapely legs, exposing the lower parts of your firm round ass and wanting pussy, yet the anticipation, knowing you're allowing it, offering, giving yourself, your body and your mind to the man who is somewhere behind you, the man you've been talking to for weeks, the man you know is caring and sensual, yet highly sexual and oh so kinky. The ever increasing pace and intensity of your pulse running through your body. The surges, one after the other making your pussy throb and swell, preparing for what you hope is to come.

You can hear me but you can't quite make out where I am, what I am doing or what I'm preparing for you. Then the warmth. My breath on your neck, the radiating heat from my lips as they near your skin. Then you feel it, a soft, silky piece of material is drawn over your eyes, covering them in darkness as my deep and commanding, yet soft and nurturing voice gently whispers "do trust me?" into your ear. You whisper back "I do" as your voice shakes and you swallow deeply as I tie it off behind your head, firmly to ensure it remains in place, removing your sense of sight.

Already you feel your other senses begin to accommodate for your loss of sight. Feeling every rotation, the tightness of the rope rubbing on your wrists from the bindings that hold them together above your head. The seductive scent of my cologne as it enters each nostril with every breath you take, intoxicating and increasing your desires. Again I softly whisper in your ear, my breath and soft lips tickling your lobe as they get closer and eventually touch "you're about to be made my play toy, be a good girl and you won't be punished" and then quietly, I back away from you.

Without sight and unable to hear me your body begins to shake. Not with fear but the mix of excitement and anxiety, the rush coming over you is contracting muscles all over your body and there's nothing you can do to stop it. You feel them tighten. You know I'm watching you. Taking in your sexy figure in your vulnerable position, the way I'm already making you squirm. Adoring the sight of a beautiful woman eagerly awaiting me. Wanting me to take her right there and then from behind with deep thrusts and fierce intensity.

Suddenly you feel my fingers, cold at first, warming as our bodies combine their heat as they gently touch the inside of your legs below your athletic and perfectly formed calves. Slowly they trace upwards, tickling inch by inch of your silky smooth legs. I can feel your legs beginning to tremble. Finally they are getting close to your pulsing and now dripping wet pussy, but disappointingly they stop. Then a firm hand smacking your exposed cheeks, one then the other. You lift on the tips of your toes from the sensation that has just sent a shockwave through your body. The sting that follows.

I gently rub then cup your cheeks in my hands and squeeze each one in turn, my fingers reaching in between your legs parting them as I do. You feel the lips of your pussy slightly being pulled apart, the juices evidencing your desire that continue to further soak your panties are released in a gush......then nothing. It feels like a minute has past in an instant. I've disappeared again. Am I looking at you? Watching again as you stand there helpless and in need? Then you feel my hand as it finds the zip on your dress. Slowly being undone in its entirety.

Your back is toned and sexy. The straps of a lace black bra creating an alluring feature on what is already beautiful. My hands placed each side of your outer thighs as they slide upwards, slowly raising the bottom of your dress up above your womanly curves on to your hips, exposing your desires even more. I can smell you. The sweet scent of you, soaking wet panties and the glistening drip of you beginning to run down your inner thighs. I want the sweet nectar that is escaping you, I want to taste you so bad. Your smell has been driving me wild, the smell of your sex so intoxicating.....but this is not about what I want, this is about you.

I press myself hard up against you, you find yourself being pressed hard up against the cold wall. The contrast of cool on the front of your body and the heat that is radiating from me as I press against you helping to moderate your temperature. The comfort. You can feel my now very erect cock, the evident bulge in my pants sitting perfectly in between your exposed cheeks, parting your ass. You can't resist. You want it. You need it.

You extend your ass out pushing yourself against my bulge even harder as you rub yourself up and down over my bulge exciting me and yourself even more. You're offering yourself to me. Begging for me without making a sound. My hand moves to the small of your back. The opening in your dress allowing skin to skin contact, slowly sliding upwards, finding your lacy bra and releasing your breasts from their confines. You sigh as they are freed. Your nipples hardening as they rub against the inside of your bra. The tickle from the intricate lace weave caressing each nipple with every movement.

With both hands I reach around you taking as much of each of your perky, round breasts as I can. Cupping, squeezing, lifting. I can feel your nipples hardening more as I tease them. I pinch them, squeeze them, pull them helping them harden even more. You're giving off a gentle moan as your arch your back. They're sensitive. You're feeling so much of the sensation, so intensely it borders on pain but it feels so good. You're moving, gyrating, rubbing yourself against me with intent. I know you're enjoying every moment of this but you are ready.

Without hesitation I take one hand and gather a handful of your hair with a firm grip, I hear you moan as I pull your head back and to the side so that you could see me in your peripheral if it weren't for your blindfold. The other hand slides slowly down your back, again taking turns smacking each of your exposed ass cheeks with swift hard spanks. They begin to redden, to glow with the rush of blood running to aide your recovery. The result of the burst capillaries where my open hand has met them.

Again you thrust to your toes, again from the sensation but also the intensity. You feel like my spanks were harder this time and you are right. I did smack you harder.....but I'm preparing you for what's to come. I lower my head and look between your legs. The gap in your thighs making your juicy, swollen mound so evident. I move my hand down just below your soaking wet panties. I can feel the heat radiating from you as the juices flow with every beat of your uncontrollable throb. I can feel you pulsing. Expanding then retracting, swelling more and more.

I slide my fingers up your leg collecting as much of you as I can. I pull back on your hair as I raise my hand to my mouth and lick your sweetness from my fingers and whisper "mmm, you are delicious" just to let you know I've tasted you for the first time.

I bring my fingers to your mouth, running them gently over your full red lips, coating them with your juices before meeting them with mine, kissing you passionately, our tongues intertwined, sharing your flavour. With my free hand I reach around and place it on your panty covered pussy, cupping it in full. You're saturated. Your juices are running between my fingers.

I begin to rub you through your wet panties. I hear you as you attempt to hide your moans, internalizing to not give away what you're trying to do. I pull away, denying you of such gratification so soon. The way your body drops, your legs giving way only to be held up by the fixture that locks your arms above your head. I know you want to cum. I can feel your growing frustration, your need to cum and I'm enjoying it.......