You come back after a tiring day at school. It was long, and Uni is still new to you, so although the hours went by fast, you are very tired, and you still have tons of work to do!
You get off from the metro, make your way out of the crowded station and walk the rest of the way home, the cold autumn air whistling around you and carrying the smell of chestnuts roasting to your nose.
You pass your gate, and open the door to the house, kicking off your shoes and making your way to your room, where you close the door.
You turn around, and there you see me, sitting on your bed, waiting for you, reading a book.
We don't need words, not now. In a second you are on top of me, showering me with kisses, as I answer in kind, my hands caressing you and weaving through your hair, which I free from its hairpins, letting it fly free and wild.
I take off your jacket, your shirt, your bra and finally find your nipples and breasts, too white and unblemished: it's been too long since I sucked and bit them.
My mouth finds the wonderful protrusion at the center of your tit, and you moan as I suck and nibble, your breathing growing labored and ragged...
Your breasts color, as you writhe on top of me, grinding your boiling crotch on my leg, desire blazing in your magnificent sapphire eyes.
I flip us over and you find yourself sprawled on the bed. I begin to remove your clothes, gently but firmly, my eyes captured in yours.
Off comes your pants, off comes your underwear, and I roll you on your stomach.
This last move confuses you and you try to struggle, but I have you pinned down under me. You can't move an inch.
I grasp your wrists and bring them behind your back, and when I'm sure you are comfortable, I take out the silk cord I had prepared under the sheets, and tie your hands tightly.
Your breathing is very labored now, and I begin to kiss your back, running my lips and tongue up and down, stopping to lick your ear-lobes and bite your beautiful ass.
I'm not finished though, and spreading your legs wide, I tie each foot in turn to the columns of your four poster bed.
You are spread wide, dearest, you are beautiful, and so helpless, my darling love, mine to play with and bring to a screaming, moaning explosion of pleasure. I kneel and get close up between your legs, my warm breath caressing your secret lips, and you moan in anticipation and impatience.
I plunge my tongue into your folds and you squeal in delight as I lap your outer lips first, so swollen and juicy and then your inner lips, slick with wonderful nectar.
I lick back and forth, fast and slow, staying away from your clit for the moment: I want to drive you crazy with desire, beloved.
I caress your beautiful backside, and my hands slide upwards, and under, caressing your tummy and kneading your breasts. Your nipples are pinched and twisted repeatedly, and you sigh, whimper and whine, driving me crazy with your wild calls.