She stands…. her fingers playing idly in her dark hair… studying her reflection…. she hears light footsteps before she sees the cause of the noise. Behind her, she sees him near her, stopping within an inch of her, close enough she can feel his body heat, smell his cologne. He leans close, bringing his face to the nape of her neck, and inhales deeply before placing a soft kiss upon her skin. She watches as he lifts his hands to lightly caress her arms, running his fingers softly over her skin, making her nerves tingle.
She closes her eyes as she feels his fingers glide down her arms.. to her wrists.. and back up again. A soft sigh escapes her lips, as he places a soft kiss upon her shoulder. Suddenly, she feels his fingers tighten around her upper arms, his hands pulling her arms behind her.
Her eyes open wide as she searches his face in the reflection…… his eyes lift to meet hers in the mirror and immediately her trepidation is replaced by excitement. He smiles softly at her as she feels a softness at her right wrist.. a slight tightening. She trusts him fully.. and does not resist as he repeats this with her left wrist.
Again, she searches his eyes in the reflection of the mirror…. his eyes are downcast, she sees him reach down, and hold something in his hands between her body and his. He smiles again, and mutters, “Close your eyes. ” Before doing so, she forms her lips into a small ‘o’ and kisses the air between their reflections. She closes her eyes, waiting, expecting. Although her eyes are closed… she senses the room darkening seconds before she feels a satin-smooth fabric cover her eyes. Tightening behind her head, she can see nothing.
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With her sense of vision gone, her other senses heighten. She stands, waiting, while she hears him moving around the room. His soft footsteps returning and retreating, from where she can only imagine. She hears him approach once again and feels his breath in her ear, “come, ” he bids her, his fingers curling around her arm to turn her around and guide her to what she assumes is the centre of the room.
She stands naked, prepared for her lover, wrists bound behind her back, eyes blindfolded. She senses his gaze upon her, and her body responds instantly with a tightening of the skin around her nipples, her nipples themselves enlarging, hardening. As he circles her, the fine hair on the nape of her neck stands up, she can sense him more than hear him. Slowly, so very slowly, he makes his way around her, returning once again to stand in front of her.
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She hears the wind blowing through an open window, hears the birds singing their lovesongs, smells the aroma of fresh fruit, freshly sliced. A sharp sting across her left nipple!! Her body hunches slightly in response to what she can only imagine is a piece of leather, perhaps a crop? flogger? She feels a slight breeze of air as she hears a swish in front of her and immediately feels the same sting across her right nipple. This time. somewhat prepared, she remains still, a soft smile forming on her lips.
Silence. No footsteps, no words. She feels the leather at her toe, running over the top of her foot, up the inner side of her calf, to her knee, up the inside of her thigh, stopping just short of her black curls. Again, she feels the fabric at her other foot, up the inside of her leg, a hesitation at the apex of her thighs. He lightly, ever so lightly, tickles the hair covering her mons.
Almost involuntarily she lifts her foot and takes a small step to the side, spreading her legs, allowing him access to her warmth. He slides the crop between her thighs, lifting it between her lips, and slides it back and forth, once. twice… the third time pressing the end of the crop into her wetness. She moans lightly, and just as quickly he removes the crop from its resting place. Disappointment at the loss of this exquisite sensation, she sighs.
Before she can release the whole breath, she feels coldness against the valley of her breasts. The cold wet sensation moves towards her right nipple, circling, then finally pressing against the pert pink nub of flesh. She gasps slightly, and immediately feels his soft lips upon hers, fleetingly.
The cold leaves her breast and she feels it against her other nipple. Again she gasps slightly and again is rewarded with a brief, warm, soft kiss. Not as cold now, she feels the soft wetness leave her skin, and it is replaced anew on her stomach. Again, that cold, wet sensation, moving down, around her navel, lower, over her pubic bone, down the valley of her right thigh, and across to her left. Further up the sensation moves, till she feels the cold wetness mingling with her own warmth.
Gently she feels something soft, pliable, yet still cold and wet ease between her pussy lips, up towards her clit. It circles the nub, her knees weakening as she feels a small spasm. Just when she accustoms herself to the sensation of the pressure on her clit, the wetness moves, lower, again pressing between her swollen lips and softly, so softly into her wet pussy. A sharp intake of breath and another soft kiss before she senses him kneeling before her.
Moving the unknown object agonisingly slow, in and out of her, back and forth, side to side, turning, twisting, she feels his warm breath upon her stomach, his soft lips against her skin. Removing the object from her, she moans her disappointment.
Again, a moment of complete silence and stillness. She hears a soft biting sound, soft chewing as she hears him return to a standing position in front of her. He leans close to her and she again inhales the aroma of fruit, only this time mingles with the aroma of her own sex. She feels his tongue flick across her lips, her tongue reaching out to lick where his had touched, and she is surprised to taste the fruit, a pear to be exact, again mingled with her own juices.
She smiles, pleasantly surprised at the ingeniousness of her lover. Her favourite fruit. Mmmmmmmmmm. She hears his breathing becoming more and more ragged, senses him close to losing control, knows he wants to touch her, kiss her, take her now.
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Still bound, she slowly kneels, a smile playing across her lips. Seconds go by as she waits expectantly for her lover’s touch, and she is rewarded with the soft feel of satin skin across her lips. Instinctively her mouth opens to taste her lover, to engulf him with her mouth, but his self-restraint is remarkable. He allows her only a taste of the glistening drop of pre-cum at the end of his throbbing cock. She licks it eagerly from her lips, loving the familiar taste of him.
She feels the roughness of his thumb across her bottom lip, his fingers gently caressing her face, her forehead, her cheek, along her jaw. His fingers play along her jawline, moving back to entwine in her hair as she feels him pull her gently forward. She feels the satin-smooth warmth again against her lips, and this time when she opens her mouth, it is immediately filled with his cock. His hand tightens in her hair as he begins to thrust into her mouth, feeling him at the back of her throat.
The taste of her juices mixed with the pear and his own unique taste bring a moan of delight from her throat. He slows his thrusts until finally he stops and pulls himself free of her warmth.
She feels him move behind her and feels the restraints at her wrists loosen, then fall away altogether. He helps her to stand before moving around to face her and reaches to remove the blindfold. She blinks at the return of daylight to her eyes and focuses on her lover’s soft, loving look. Dropping the blindfold to the floor, he places his hands on her waist, pushing her back until she feels the edge of the bed on the back of her legs.
Standing before her, naked, he moves his gaze over her, slowly, appreciatively, his gaze like a caress over he skin. She shivers slightly in response to his obvious perusal and holds out her hands to her lover. He walks toward her, one arm wrapping around her waist, the other over her shoulder to support her as he gently lowers her to the bed.
Her legs still dangling over the end of the bed, he moves his hands so that his arms are braced, one on either side of her head, and he lowers his mouth to hers to kiss her deeply.. passionately… his tongue delving into the soft warmth of her mouth, tasting their combined juices. As he kisses her, she feels the velvety tip of his cock pressing against her mons, moving slightly, searching for an entrance to her pussy. She arches slightly and spreads her thighs to allow him to slide easily into her dripping wetness.
An overwhelming feeling of fullness as she feels him completely enter her. Still, his lips on hers, he begins a slow rhythm, his tongue delving into her mouth in time with each thrust of his cock. Exquisitely and agonisingly slowly, he makes love to her, his cock slick with her arousal, gliding in and out of her warmth.
His lips reluctantly leave hers, and she moans her disappointment. Raising slightly above her, his eyes meet hers, looking right to her soul, a feeling so intense it fuels the fire between them, bringing their passion to a fever pitch. His lips search and find her breasts, her pert nipples, and begin licking, suckling, cleaning the sticky sweet juice from the pear off of her silky skin. Again, he returns to her mouth, to share the sweet taste with her, her tongue sliding over his lips, into his mouth. She sucks his tongue further into her mouth and is rewarded with a deep moan from him.
His pace quickens, his thrusts coming harder, slamming against her. Her hips rise and match his every thrust, as her back arched so that the silky hair on his chest brushes over her nipples again and again. Teetering on the edge, he abruptly stops, raises his face so their eyes can once again meet. Neither one speaks, a simple smile passes between them before falling into the white-hot heat of the climax of their passion, their mutual cries of release mingling with the sweet lovesong floating on the wind.
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