I picked her up for our regular weekend date Saturday afternoon. She’d expected an afternoon of hot sex in various locations around her parents’ home. Hell, we’d done it before, me taking her on her bed, her parent’s bed, spread out on the living room floor or couch and even, once, tied face down and bent over the dining room table.
I had other things in mind today, though. As soon as I got her in the car, I secured her wrists behind her back with a length of soft rope. She got that look, the one she got when she was turned on. Her eyes started to glaze over and I could see the tips of her tiny nipples poking through the material of her bra and the tight t-shirt she wore. I pressed her back in the seat, secured the seatbelt across her chest and pulled it tight. To top it off, I tied a bandana around her head as a blindfold, shutting her off from the outside world.
“What are you doing?” she asked as we pulled away from the curb. “Where are we going?”
“Quiet,” I said. “It’s a surprise.”
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She almost came unglued as the motion of the car over the ruts and groves in the parking lot vibrated my finger against her clit. But she made the mistake of telling me she was getting close. I paid special attention to her as she moved to within a fraction of an inch of orgasm. I pulled my finger away just before she could peak, leaving her gasping in arousal as I pulled up in front of the motel office.
“We’re here,” I said. “Be right back.”
I shut off the car and left her, exposed and frustrated, bound and blindfolded, as I entered the office to pay for our room.
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I’d set up the cameras to pretty much cover the entire room: Three showing close-ups of the bed from each side and from the end, one attached to the mirrored head board with a wide shot looking down and another wide shot, covering as much of the room as possible. I stopped Cathy in front of this last camera and pushed her to her knees in front of me.
I was so turned on. My cock was rock hard and aching inside my jeans. I had to have some relief now so I could control myself during the rest of the afternoon. I wanted to tease Cathy until she was screaming and begging me to fuck her ass. I knew that, if I didn’t blow a load right away, I’d loose my self-control and fuck her before she was ready. Or, should I say, before I decided she was ready.
I let my jeans drop to the floor and stepped out of them, my hard cock slapping against my stomach as I set it free. I pressed the head against her lips, smearing them with precum, before I pushed it into her mouth and down her throat. I buried about half of my cock in her mouth on the first thrust. She moaned as my shaft stretched her lips and the head speared into the top of her throat.
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I pulled my cock away just as I felt my first orgasm of the day start. She moaned as my dick head popped free from her sucking mouth. She moaned again, louder, as the first shot of cum rocketed from the tip of my cock to coat her face from forehead to chin.
Four more shots of cum later, Cathy’s face was covered in my jism. It was dripping from her cheeks and chin and collecting in her ears. The blindfold had five distinct strings of cum clinging to it and soaking in to the material.
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I led her to the bed and stretched her out on the mattress. I straddled her naked body, my semi-hard cock resting between her tits. I pulled first her left arm then her right up and over her head and secured them by the wrists using the restraints I’d placed earlier. I slid down her body and repeated the actions with her ankles, first left, and then right, I pulled her body taught until she was stretched between the head and foot of the bed.
I climbed off the bed and surveyed my handiwork. There was my love, Cathy, bound hand and foot. Her tits were stretched so tight they hardly appeared to be there, just the slightest of mounds on her chest, capped with rock-hard nipples pointed at the ceiling. Her fiery red bush was wet and matted from her prolonged arousal. The labia were swollen and appeared as red as her pubic hair. Her moisture was literally dripping from the wide spread lips. I could see her clitoris, standing proud and swollen at the top of her slit.
And, just peaking out below it all, my prize – her virgin asshole. Light brown with just a hint of red hair dusting the rim, my gaze focused on her back door as I explained what was going to happen. I pulled a chair up next to the bed and sat down, taking my hard cock in my hand and stroking lightly as I spoke.
“Cath, I love you,” I started. “And I’ve loved you and you’ve loved me just about every way we could. Except one.”
I watched as her body tensed. She knew what I was talking about.
“I’m going to fuck you in the ass today,” I said.
She started to protest. But I cut her off.
“I’m not going to force it,” I continued. “This isn’t going to be a rape. You are going to beg me to fuck you in the ass before this day is over. You’re going to remain tied up and I’m going to tease your body until you do. I’m not going to allow you to cum, until you do.
“Once you do, once you beg me to take your anal cherry, I promise you that you’ll have the best orgasm you’ve ever had, bar none. I’m going to bury my cock in your hot, tight ass and fill you with my hot, steaming seed until it flows out of you like a river. And if, after I’ve done that, you didn’t like it, I’ll never ask you to do it again.”
I watched her. Her nipples had gone completely slack when I’d told her what I was going to do. But, as I’d continued my explanation, they grew again until they were as hard as before and again pointing toward the sky.
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After 45 minutes, I’d completely covered her body with fingers and tongue twice. I had her stretched as tight as a guitar string. Every muscle in her body was straining as she thrashed about on the bed, pulling at her bonds, trying to get her legs together to put even the slightest pressure on her up-to-now neglected pussy.
“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Stick your big hard cock in my pussy. I can’t take your cock in my tiny ass. Please, fuck my pussy.”
I decided it was time to ramp it up to the next level. Leaving the straps wrapped around her ankles, I released the ends of the restraints from the foot of the bed. I stretched her legs, one at a time, up and over her head, securing them next to her hands. Her beautiful pussy and tight little ass were now pointed directly at the mirror on the ceiling above the bed.
I grabbed a couple of pillows off the other bed and placed them under her, supporting her ass and hips, taking some of the strain off her lower back. I then began teasing her again, running my lips, tongue and fingers around her ass, stroking her sides. Eventually, it was time to go for broke.
I started tonguing her pussy. I watched carefully her state of arousal. I stopped each time I thought she was getting too close to cumming. I brought her to the edge five, ten, fifteen times, backing away each time to leave her thrusting her hips, humping at my face which was no longer between her thighs.
During this lingual assault, I dipped occasionally into her tight ass, teasing the tip of my tongue around her sphincter; lubricating it and teasing the muscles open slowly. I worked the tip of a finger gently in and out of her clenching ass until I had her moaning and panting, again nearing orgasm.
