Bed Bondage
"Shhhh babe. The only thing I want to hear from you is begging for more
understood?" I nodded and he crawled onto the bed behind me. He pushed my hair
off the back of my neck and started his tongue torture again. I think he licked
every inch of my naked back twice with his breath cooling the warm wetness
instantly.
I closed my eyes when his mouth started following the column of
my spine down. Licks and bites led the way until he was at the top of my crack.
Steve had always been repulsed by anything involving ass play so I was prepared
for that inventive mouth to work it's way back north. When instead or raising,
he cupped my ass cheeks peeling them open and licking down my crack in one
movement I couldn't help but give a yelp of surprise.
3sum Lube Wrestling
The lube did just what I'd expected and allowed Shane to slip out of the hold without much trouble. He locked his knees around James' chest and tried to spin him onto his stomach. Back and forth they flipped, slimy hands making it impossible to get a good enough hold on the other long enough to shove a cock home. I laughed and egged them on, telling James' he'd better learn his lesson about standing people up, and laughing at Shane's smaller stature making it harder for him to manhandle James'. Minutes rolled by with the two slippery men sliding and humping on the plastic.
You can't tear your eyes off the cock jutting out from my hips now right below those beautiful tits. My hand jerking it almost mesmerizes you so you don't realize your hand has slid down to rub your hard on through your pants. I slowly lean the tip towards your lips still jerking it slowly with my hand until the tip brushes over your mouth.
Your eyes shoot up to mine as I press it between your lips feeding you you're first taste of strap on meat. I smile down at you with my hand on the back of your head guiding your mouth. Showing you how to suck cock properly, I don't move my hips at all, just let you control the rhythm. Your eyes closed, your face shows how much you're enjoying this.
Turning back to you I smile "Ready for the real fun to start? I bet you are baby." I peel off about 18 inches of the clear plastic wrap and press it to your chest rubbing you through it. Your arms drop tight at your sides hiding your sweetest tickle spot. As I drape the plastic over your left shoulder and wind it across your chest I keep talking. Saying soothing words to keep your fear at bay. It's so deep that we can both taste it in the air with every breath we take. Working my way down over your upper arms, I pull the wrap tighter and tighter with every layer. Already you feel helpless, but like always with me, the feeling excites rather than terrifies you.
