Tie A Bow

Tossing and turning as my mind continues to taunt me to ease this sexual ache. Thoughts forming in my head to the possibilities of what he would do to me if I was tied up. I had my opportunity to tie him up and have my way with him. Tasting every inch he’s carrying and hearing him moan and whisper vulgar words as he drags every vowel. Just watching his head swivel from side to side and his tongue traveling around his lips to keep them from getting dry, while being blindfolded turned me on.

Ever since that day, I’ve been curious to the thought of what he would perform if I was tied up and my eyes were kept from seeing each of his moves. Sitting myself up from the bed, thinking of ways to position me in a way I could be restricted from moving. Bending myself over in a dog position, spreading my legs with my knees by my torso, and laying flat with my hands tied behind me. Forcing my back to arch and my hips up to his view. Placing my cheek down to my pillow to allow myself an air to breathe. Anticipating the first touch...

As I close my eyes, I can imagine myself taking slow breaths as I feel his warm body radiate over my skin. Those heavy hands running down my back to my cheeks, admiring my shape down to spreading me open... exposing my yoni. Assuming his lips would meet mines below but instead, he teases me with his wet fingers to my cherry. Gliding them through my lips and with a surprise thrust into me. Slowly pulling away as I exhale.

The tempo of the room is slow and his kisses were too. Leaving succulent pecks on each round he has in his palms and massaging them to his liking. It was working... Each maneuver he made, he advances into an aggressive take. The excitement is rising and it’s causing my body to heat up. Making my fatty lips drool to his moves. Grabbing my wrists, forcing them down on my back as I slightly moved away from him. His control is active and now coming to life.

His knot was coming loose and I jokingly tried to wiggle my way out. Catching me in the act, he slaps my behind and tells me to stop moving from making his tie becoming undone.

“Do. Not. Move.”

He takes a hold of the knot and unties it to ensures to secure me well. Tying it in a bow. Without question, he takes his weapon and slaps my spot as he reminds me who’s in charge. Each smack made my body jerk in response as it surprises me.

Just before he starts his penetration, his lips meet with my neck working up to my ear as he bites it softly. The rhythm of his breathing was controlling mines, deep and low... as he finally throws it on me. His performance always feels like the first time and each time it deserves a tear dripping down my face.

His hips thrusting deeper and deeper into my pelvic forcing my cries of pleasure to get louder. Catering to my breasts, pinching and rubbing each nipple in between his fingertips. I’m enjoying what belongs in his hands. He leans back as he keeps himself on beat. I can only imagine what he sees as he makes himself disappear in me. Squeezing one of my cheeks as he uses his opposite hand, I can hear my yoni releasing her nectar, making her debut to his private show. I can sense my body turn weaker as he forces every ounce of my juices out. Hearing him express his satisfaction to my reactions. Smacking our sticky mess against each other, as my honey grows thicker.

Craving for a taste, I started to lick my lips after laying out my tongue for him to get the hint. He whispers to me as he forces his fingers in my mouth. “You wish you could, huh?” Welcoming them in as it was his stick I enjoy savoring. Swirling my tongue in between them as they get wet. The pressure is building and I can feel him reaching his peak. The beat to this drum is ready to make its finale. He quickly pulls away and brings it to my face, using his thumb to widen my mouth up.

Groaning and moaning above me, I can feel the little breeze coming from him surrendering to my tastebuds... he is ready to bust...

Still blindfolded and tied up, my mouth becomes filled with him down my throat, dropping every load he had. Holding my chin up making sure I get all he’s willing to give.

With hopes of him allowing me to get my turn, he quickly reminds me I don’t have one. Guiding me to sit up, he unties me and helps me lay myself on my back... still unsure to remove my blindfold, I slowly start working my way to my face to clear my eyes view. Before I could reach for it, he grabs my wrists and ties each one to my ankles...

Finally, the blindfold is pulled away and now I am facing him in front of me. His silky brown skin shining above me while wearing an evil yet seductive grin. Using my hips as his handles, pulling me closer to him as he’s now standing by the edge of the bed. Pointing to my ankles, he shows me each of my restraints was knotted up into a bow secured tight...

I open my eyes to see myself in the position he lastly put me in my daydream. Wishing it was real... wishing to see those two knots joined by my wrists and ankles. Finally, I allow my body to relax and begin to ease my ache to my touch... looking at the ceiling above me, I feel her coming... all while wishing I was tied up.