This is a sequel to "Poker Night" so you might want to read that first...
xx tease
I lay there in darkness, the blindfold still covering my eyes, the cuffs on my wrists and ankles preventing me doing little more than wriggle a little against the sheets. I wondered how much longer it would be before Dave got rid of his poker buddies and came to release me – both from my bonds and from the sexual arousal that had been building for hours now.
At the noise of the door squeaking open again I held my breath, no longer in any way certain of who it might be. “Well well well” an amused voice whispered teasingly in my ear. “I always knew there was more to you than met the eye Gina and my goodness, there is a lot of good stuff to meet the eye.”
Mike was a mate of my husband's from work, a few years younger than us and still enjoying the single life. Each time we met, he made us smile with outrageous stories of his latest conquests, usually short relationships which never lasted long enough for us to meet the girls. Flirting came as naturally to him as breathing and he never missed an opportunity to brush against me or touch me – even when my husband was about. It was all good hearted friendly banter and had always made me feel good to have the attention from him. But light hearted flirting was one thing. Lying spreadeagled, tied and naked alone with him was something else.
“Jack said he had peeked round the door and seen you like this. You didn't know that did you? Didn't know Jack saw you in all your glory when he came to use the bathroom. He looked quite flushed when he came downstairs. I think he quite enjoyed it.” His breath was warm against my face as he kissed my cheek, his mouth chaste, belying his true intentions. As he spoke his hands had already begun to unashamedly explore my breasts; brushing over them lightly until I ached to be touched, tracing the outline of the aureoles, scraping his fingernail softly across the tip of my hard nipples.
“Do you like thinking of that? Him seeing you like this?” He asked, his voice low as his fingers slid over me, “I bet Jack loved seeing your hard little nipples and your wet, swollen, gorgeous pussy? Thinking of him getting turned on at the sight of you makes you wet doesn't it? I bet it does. You love us wanting you, imagining that hot little body under those tight tops, those short skirts.” I squirmed thinking of his eyes exploring my body as he spoke, unable to cover myself, knowing my arousal was all too obvious in the glistening juices spilling from me.
“I'm not Jack. I'm not going to content myself with peeking through the doorway.” he whispered in my ear as his fingers began to pull at my nipples, “I don't need to behave. I don't have to go home to wifey. I intend to enjoy you.” His words made me shiver as his fingers tugged the tender skin more firmly, making me wriggle as the molten wetness began once more to seep between my legs. “Mmmmm. I knew you'd like that. You love sex don't you, I always wondered how easy you would be to reduce to a quivering mess. Every time I saw those swollen nipples poking through the tops you wear, those tiny lacey panties you flash at us when you cross your legs.” His voice was thick with arousal as one hand continued to torment my nipple, rolling and pinching at it as I moaned through the gag.
“Now its my turn. My turn to tease you for a change. I've waited years for this” he told me as his other hand trailed across my stomach, my body trembling as it moved below my belly button, tracing a meandering, unhurried path from hip to hip moving lower with each sweep. “And what about down here? Should we find out what that lovely shaved pussy likes? See what makes it throb?” Brushing across the cleft of me, his fingers trailed over the tops of my thighs until I was quivering with the need for him to touch me deep inside.
“Oh honey. You ARE in a bad way”, his voice teased, “We ARE going to have fun.” His fingers on my nipple pulled against it roughly suddenly making me jerk from the bed before he released me completely. I was panting now through the gag, my body hot, wondering what Mike's plans were. Imagining his mouth on my sex, licking and sucking me to another orgasm was enough to make me groan longingly. Mike seemed preoccupied though and I tried to make out what was going on.
“Now I reckon....yes I thought so” he said – and with horror I heard the bedside drawer being opened. “Oh honey, how did I know you would have one of these?”, he purred as I heard the unmistakable buzz of my vibrator as he turned it on. I shook my head wildly, horrified at the thought of him using it on me and with relief I heard him switch it off again.
He moved back beside me, his fingers returning to my nipples, teasing them both at the same time, murmuring appreciatively as I began to dance against his fingers. “Such sensitive nipples,” he said, “they love this don't they. Does it feel good. Do you like me watching how hard they get? Does it make you wet? Perhaps we should check? Maybe you DON'T really like it after all?” His words got me wetter, listening to him, knowing how it must look to watch me writhing like this, helpless under his hands.
He moved to the end of the bed and I shuddered with pleasure waiting for his fingers to explore me, for the wet heat of his mouth against me. Knowing that I wanted him to make me cum. I could feel his fingers spreading my swollen outer lips, his breath blowing against me and I moaned in delight, hoping for the touch of his tongue against the core of me. “Oh good girl, so wet already, so slippery. Let me just check inside....” I felt one long cool finger slide against the entrance pushing softly as it slithered into me. I groaned, flushed and sweating under him, knowing I must look desperate but so needy now for the orgasm I could feel building in me.
“Oh such a greedy girl,” he cooed happily, “Does Dave not teach you patience?” as he spoke his finger slid slow and deliberately in and out of me, pressing against the front wall, hooking against my g spot as it explored me. I moaned encouragement as I shuddered, my body tensing in readiness, my fists clenching and unclenching, waiting to tip over the edge.
“Oh no my darling” he remonstrated, withdrawing from inside me, “not yet. You have to WAIT to cum and I don't think we have finished with you just yet.” I groaned, writhing in frustration, my pussy on fire, my clit throbbing, trying to push up to find his fingers once more. But he moved to the head of the bed, to my surprise sliding his hands to the back of my head, undoing the ball gag and slipping it from me.
I licked my dry lips, trying to find saliva, confused as to what he wanted, knowing Dave could hear if I were to cry out for him. As if reading my thoughts he flicked at my nipple with his finger, “Oh didn't I mention? Dave has gone to get more beers. So you just enjoy yourself. It can be our little secret.”. He leaned in to bite my ear as he whispered, “You make as much noise as you want to honey, because I intend to have you cumming like you never have before”. As I struggled to work out what that might mean in terms of his plans, he slid his sticky finger into my mouth, the taste and smell of my own pussy driving any other thought from me as I automatically began to suck it. My tongue delved under the nail for my juices, licking and swirling for more as I heard him unzip his trousers.
He moved closer to my head and I could smell the precum against him as he moved his cock nearer. I wasn't too sure about this. I wanted to feel his cock in me, would have loved the feel of it deep inside me but knew I could hardly claim my helpless situation was to blame if I took him in my mouth.
“Oh honey, you love cock, I can tell you do” he whispered, ever confident that I would do what he wanted “I know you want mine. And you know it would be our little secret...But for now if you want to taste me, you just shout. No pressure. I don't have to feel that tight hot slutty mouth wrapped round me. Licking, Sucking. But if you want to it's just here” and I felt him wipe the slippery tip of his cock across my lips as he climbed on the bed straddling my shoulders.
My pulse quickened as I licked the taste of him from my lips, groaning at the familiar taste and longing for more of it. I have always loved to take a thick long shaft deep in my throat and I writhed on the bed, able to smell him and taste him but unable to reach him. My senses were full of the thought of his cock inside me but the last of my control was saying No.
As I wondered what to do, my body lurched, the buzz of the vibrator making me jump as he stroked it between my legs. His weight shifted as he turned to watch my response to the vibrator, barely touching my clit as he circled it, making me groan as the vibrations travelled into the sensitive bud. “Hmmm so do we like this...” he slid it down the length of my slit, spreading my lips open with it, feeling it hum against the sopping entrance to me, “or do we like this.... “ he raised it again to tease against my clit, the quivering tip of it making my clit ache as the desire welled within me. He alternated till the sensations were driving me crazy, moaning and whimpering and pleading with him under my breath.
“Sorry honey?” He feigned ignorance, “more just here was it...against this wet swollen little clit? Mmmm thats it honey. Feels good doesn't it? Getting very wet down there arent you honey. Or did you want it here, just pressing against your dripping cunt, so nearly inside you, making you imagine it deep deep within you?” I was arching off the bed in frustration, longing to cum but he played me like an expert, knowing when I was close and moving the vibe just a little away from my sensitive areas until my body had calmed a little.
“Or did you want my cock down your throat? Is that it?” He suggested, wiping it across my lips again tantalisingly. My body now totally out of control, I reached for his erection with my mouth, closing my lips round the head and licking the beads of precum from him hungrily. “Mmmmm I knew you wanted it” he encouraged in delight, groaning as I sucked the head into me and delved under the rim with my tongue. I felt him pull a pillow from under me as he turned his body slightly. I struggled to keep his cock in my mouth as he moved, my limited movements and the blindfold making it difficult to follow it and soon, despite my best efforts it slipped from me.
He wedged the pillow between my legs using it to hold the vibe in place as he turned it to full speed pressing it against my clit as my body jerked and trembled in response to the intense feelings. I cried out briefly as the tingling overtook me and he wiped his cock along the edge of my lips, teasing me as my mouth tried to find it, my tongue out, seeking the taste of him, my thoughts on nothing but the sensations rocking my body and how much I wanted my throat to be full of him again. Suddenly he thrust deep in my mouth, smothering me as I groaned in satisfaction, sucking at the swollen shaft. My whimpers muffled by it, the sweat dripped from my brow, I sucked and licked his plunging cock. My head bobbing off the pillow as I struggled to take as much as I could of him into me. His hips rocked towards me, fucking my mouth frantically, my lips stretched over him groaning against his erection.
With a cry muffled against his balls, my body exploded and I bucked and shook under him in a long awaited orgasm. The waves grew higher and higher within me as the buzzing vibe drove me crazy. My body thrashing wildly as if trying to unseat him from my shoulders. I sucked him into me with all I had, his head thick against my throat as I gagged and licked and panted over him.Desperately riding out every pulse of my clutching pussy in such an intense orgasm.
With one massive buck I dislodged the pillow, my clit now so sensitive I could take no moreof the relentless tickle of the vibe agains it. My thighs were soaked with my cum and sweat as he rode my mouth harder, fucking it frenziedly, obviously on the edge after watching me cum so hard. “I knew. You. Loved. It.” he groaned, his words punctuated by each stroke my mouth made over his throbbing shaft, my tongue and lips coaxing him deeper. Choking and smothered but loving every second “ This is. What you wanted. Flashing glimpses. Teasing. You love me. Touching. You. I've dreamed. For years. Of this. For years. To cum. Deep. In. Your.....mmmmmmmm” he never completed the sentence as he thrust his cum down my throat, filling me with the hot salty liquid as I sucked and licked and moaned swallowing him down, cleaning it from him, milking every last drop from his pulsing cock.
He climbed from me as I licked the last of his sticky cum from my lips, savouring the taste of him, my pussy throbbing in the aftermath of such an enormous climax. I heard him retrieve the vibe, wiping it off before replacing it in the drawer. He bent to kiss me briefly, his tongue dipping between my lips to taste himself in my mouth before he replaced the ball gag gently.
“Jack might be able to peek round the door and that's it. But I want more.” he said calmly. “You know I'm going to have to fuck you sometime.” It wasn't a question – it was a statement, and I shivered as I heard him leave.
(to be continued...?)
Are we going for part 3 - or are we done now?
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xx tease
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