Walking to the window you pull the winged chair to the center of the room facing the bed and wardrobe, take off your coat and wiggle out of your jeans. Sitting down into the armchair and placing your feet on the edge of the bed so your legs are raised, you ask me to come over and lie down facing the bed and lean back. I do so quickly, getting onto my knees and getting into the pigeon pose. Now between your legs and my back arched with my head looking up at you, your thighs drawing me to your knickers and then up to your beautiful form. As I assume the pose you bring your hand down to your knickers and start to stroke yourself over the material, my back tilted, head just 10 inches away or so I can almost feel your heat on my forehead but I can definitely see the previous moisture of our public display and take in your scent.
As I watch you play you look down over my arched body to see me straining through the ropes, my frustrated excitement cutting through the ropes at the sight of you pleasuring yourself this gives you a heightened pleasure knowing I'm focused solely on you. The mirror reflects back at you as the sun filters through the drapes, you smile at your self pleasure and the thought of me reviewing your thrilled form...
My eyes fixed on your hand as you stroke yourself with increasing conviction, biting my lip as my body now strains every muscle to stay focussed and still watching your brilliance. As you look down over my tense anatomy you smile as you reach my groin seeing my cock tense but tied, restrained but struggling to reach its peak with a little pre-cum leaking from its tip. I chance to bring the hand, I slid into you knickers earlier, from its supporting stance to my lips thirsty to taste you. Seeing me so determined to savor you a small flash of mercy runs over you and you stand, your exquisite legs now standing proud directly over my head. "You deserve a little something I suppose" And you draw your knickers down to your knees meaning their draped just over my face. Immediately taking my fingers from my mouth and placing them back to their supporting position, I take your wet lingerie into my mouth and suck on them taking in your ifusion.
As you look down on my smiling at your grace you allow me a minute or two to take you in, then lifting one leg, removing them completely leaving your centre bare and suspended above my now savage eyes. Your hand wanders down your torso to your labia and you spread them a little allowing me to see your glistening mid. You crouch so slowly and as i think i'm going to get my reward, my cock twitches in its constricted ropes, seeing this delight gives you pause just centimeters from me. A soft objection escapes my lips and my tongue instinctively reaches towards you, seeking the warm and taster of your intoxication. The tip of my tongue just gets there and is able to flick over your brim, your fingers now start to caress your hood and reveal your swollen clitoris. As I continue to starin up and take my fill, your fingers flick over my tongue and then breach yourself, diving deeper in rhythmic motion as I just stare enviously.
You pull them from your mid and offer them to me, breathlessly and with vigour I engulf them in my mouth as you recline back into the chair. Allowing me this brief taste satisfies whatever mercy you may have had and you withdraw them from me and bring them back to yourself, at the same time you other arm reaches for your bag where you start to rummage through it. Seeing this from the corner of my eye raises slight concern, my mind wondering what you will retrieve from its contents.
Your hand removes a cloth bag and you slowly draw it open as you see the concern now etched over my face, you pull out a long object which I soon recognise as a vibrator. Tossing the bag aside, you hold it at its base and offer it to my mouth to moisten it for you, I take it in drawing it down to coat it for you. You smile as you take it from me and introduce it to yourself, as it glides in I feel my mouth part and i lick my lips eager to watch as it disappears into delight.
You continue to play with an easy motion, my body now moving in the same rhythm and synchronisation, humping the air with my bound appendage. Seeing me in this state spurs you on you drive faster, the drone of the motor subdued as we both moan, you with pleasure and me with veiled resentment of the inanimate object now satisfying you. As you cum you lift your bum from the seat and spasm just above me, I arch as high as I can drinking in the shared pleasure hanging in the air. As you dip back into the chair you see me at full stretch and now quivering, my thighs shaking and my body in small tremors. You withdraw the device and again offer it to me. This time with more vigor and lust I take it in delighted to taste your final state, you dip it in and out captivated by my willingness.
My body continues to shake and strain in the position it's in, I'm reaching an end to my stamina to hold this and you see this in my shape. Taking the toy from me you voice your concern "your tired baby, you have done very well. I hope you enjoyed the show, now it's time for me to watch you" you run your hand through my hair and caress my cheek "let me see how you feel now" lifting me from the back of me head i kneel forward slightly exhausted but elated in myself.
"Why don't you sit on the bed in front of me and take off your restraint?" With some weary moves I pull myself up and rest on the edge of the bed facing you, my hands going to the tie and releasing myself to the last knot. Then using the cord I wrap it around my balls and pull it tight. You cock your head to one side and a flash of intrigue ripples over your face. "I've learned another wrap" I state as I continue with the rope and tie it off to the side. As I run my fingers up the shaft and around the tip I take the precum from the head and draw it around the rim and end of my cock. You look on with some fascination at my actions and wonder of my next moves...
