My one track mind is here in force. It tends be that way anyway, and whenever sex goes away for awhile it rapidly takes over. So I’m digging back through the memories for something to write about and I came up with a good one. This fits nicely in with the extra kinky way my mind has been lately.
Minou and I were in a hotel and we both knew I was going to be tied up that night. The night before had been her tied up, post public teasing, but that’s a different story. I had been anticipating all day, I knew it was going to be intense. We kissed and she took control from the start, stripping me, putting the cuffs on my ankles and wrists.
She had me lie on the bed and pulled up a naughty story on her computer. It was one that I had written for her at some point. She told me to start reading it aloud. As I read she ran her fingers up and down my legs, my torso, light feathery touches, teasing me. As I struggled to continue reading she moved on to my balls and cock. Anytime I would pause or show signs of stopping she would stop what she was doing and order me to continue reading. She sat there listening to me read, watching me squirm under her fingers and try to keep track of the words I was reading. I finished the whole story like that, her fingers keeping me hard the whole time.
Once I had finished the story she cuffed my hands behind my back and sat down on the edge of the bed. She ordered me onto my knees to use my tongue on her; I knelt down and complied. It’s a deliciously naughty feeling every time, on my knees, hands cuffed behind my back, my face and tongue buried in her pussy. Having my hands and fingers, puts me more in control of things, using only my face and tongue puts her solidly in control. It’s a more visceral experience, on my knees, my face quickly becoming covered in her juices, her above me leaning back on the bed, enjoying. I am focused on her pleasure, looking up into eyes as she takes in the sight of me below her. I know that soon she’ll have me tied to the bed tormenting me. I make her cum like this, enjoying the feel of her convulsing under my tongue.
She tied me face down on the bed and started to tickle me telling me that she was finally going to get back at me for all the times I had tickled her while she was tied up. It was intense, overwhelming. She had me jerking against the ropes right from the start, to no avail. I was tied down tight. Her fingers danced across my sides my armpits, down the back of my thighs, squeezing where my legs meet my ass. It’s hard to describe how it felt. I was helpless to do anything to stop it or attenuate the sensation. My arms were tied up and my legs tied tight to the bottom of the bed. I could thrash around, but that was it, it didn’t help at all. I absolutely had to take whatever she wanted to give me, even if it was ‘too much’, ‘overwhelming’, ‘intense’, part of my really liked it. It made me hard, more the domination, I think, than the tickling itself. She was taunting me while she did it, asking me how I liked it, telling me how much she was enjoying being on the other end of things watching me squirm under her fingers. Alternating light strokes, taunting me, and then digging in again. Really good domination on her part, she would make me think it was over and keep tickling me. Then would start teasing my balls, as much as was accessible and then as I was adjusting to that sensation, lifting my hips off the bed, start tickling me again immediately causing me to fall back onto the bed. She did this a couple of times.
It was my first real experience with really being tickled while tied up, she’d done a bit a couple of time before. Super intense. I’m interested to try being tickled for a longer more relentless period of time; I’m a little afraid too. I’ve tickled her even worse than that a time or two, but I’d still like the opportunity to really go for it, make it torturous, as much as I would like.
The ball teasing while I’m tied facedown is killer. If I’m lying flat they’re not very accessible so it’s even more of a tease than usual. I can lift my hips up off the bed and she can cup my balls stroking them, teasing them. If I lift my hips high enough she can reach in and stroke my cock. It’s even more of a tease because I know that I won’t cum while I’m facedown, she can tease my balls all she wants, use the flogger on me, whatever, it’s the wrong angle to get enough stimulation to orgasm. It’s tiring to hold myself up so I also end up teasing myself when I sink back onto the bed.
She flipped me over and re-clipped the cuffs to the ropes. She let me know that I was in for an intense tease, but immediately started using her hands and mouth on my cock, brought me right to the edge and stopped. She looked at me and asked me how many more times that was going to happen to me, and to pick a good number, or else. This was a question I had often asked her, making her tell me how many more swats she would get, and punishing her if she picked too low a number. I picked four. Then she told me that she was going to use her mouth and hands on me, but that I had to tell her to stop before I came. And that I had better not cum until she gave me permission. . . Telling me that if I did there would be more tickling and a lot of post-orgasm stimulation for my cock, an unbearable amount. She made me count them out as they happened, each time I had to tell her to stop before I came. I tried to count the first one as one, but she just laughed and made me start the count over. She was eating this up, watching me try not to cum, trying to judge the moment to make her stop. After two more edges she decided I needed one more and increased the number to 5. When I asked why she said because she wanted to, and that if I argued she’d keep increasing the number. She had already cum herself so was plenty ready to tease me. She did an excellent job, pausing in between edges, making me suck her nipples, teasing the rest of my body.
When we finally got to the end, I made sure to ask permission to orgasm which she gave, and she finished me with her mouth. I came ridiculously hard after all of that. It was a contender for the best orgasm ever, it still is.
There’s plenty more good stuff from that trip, maybe I’ll get to some other bits soon.
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