She didn't say another word. I wrapped my t-shirt around her head and tied it in a crude knot. It was dark, but her eyes would soon adjust.
I hadn't fully planned out what I would do once I had her tied, but I was confident I wouldn't run out of ideas. The first thing I did was kneel on the bed beside her head and shove my erection in her mouth. She took it enthusiastically. I let her take the length of it (she was good to about five out of seven inches), and when I had her mouth full, I twisted her nipple again. I don't know what she tried to say to me, but it sounded angry. She didn't stop though. I felt her try to use her tongue. I pulled out and slapped her face.
"No talking. Even with my dick in your mouth. Got it?" I said. She nodded faintly. I gave her my balls. She licked them and sucked them while I jerked off. I reached down and rubbed her pussy. She was DEFINITELY enjoying this. I slipped a finger inside her just a little before bringing it up to massage her clit. By this point I knew what she liked – a bit of a figure eight pattern around the clit, alternating fast and slow, firm and gentle. Just as her hips rose off the bed I stopped and stood up. She was about to protest, but she stopped herself.
I did circles around the bed, occasionally grabbing at her, kissing or licking various body parts, the odd light slap or pinch. I felt my way through my nightstand to find that the bullet I had bought for Shelley. I found it, and was glad that she hadn't taken it with her (she didn't seem to care for it much so I wasn't surprised.) I turned it on to make sure it still worked, and I noticed Heather's head turn quickly towards the sound. I teased her with it, first on her cheek, then her lips. I traced a path to her nipples. She shuddered each time I touched her, but she shook when I hit her nipples. I took time getting to her clit, and I could feel the anticipation building. When I got to my destination, she trembled all over. I held the device against her for just a few seconds before pulling away.
I could feel her frustration. I liked it. I knew she was loving it too. I left the bullet running and placed it just above her mound. I left the room, intentionally making noise so she knew what I was doing. I puttered around the kitchen for a couple of minutes, wasting time. There was nothing I needed to do out of the room, other than to frustrate Heather even further! I snuck back into the room quietly, hoping to surprise her. I bent over and licked her right nipple quickly and it made her jump. The bullet rolled off on to the bed. I let it linger while I paid attention to her breasts, alternating between sucking, licking, kissing, gentle pinches. Squeezing them together to lick both nipples at once (they just barely reached). Nibbling gently.
I picked up the bullet again and started at her feet, tickling her toes, dragging it slowly up to her crotch. I spent a good minute touching her everywhere in the area but her sex itself. When I eventually did, I started just above her anus and brought it up to her soaking wet cunt. She moaned as the bullet went inside her. I could feel her lips pulsating around it. I kept going upwards until I arrived again at her clit. I help the tip of the bullet directly against it, and she moaned even louder this time.
"You can speak now," I told her.
"Holy shit Brad that feels so good," she blurted. "Make me cum."
I held the bullet against her clit, moving it in a slow, small circle. The vibrations were now coursing through her body. I kissed her deeply, sucking on her tongue, her lower lip, and she kissed back with great enthusiasm. She was moaning the same low note that the vibrator was making. She pressed her pussy against my hand, bringing the bullet more firmly into her throbbing clit. I teased her opening with my middle finger while I held the bullet in place with my palm, and this is what began to send over the edge. Her arms and legs strained against the ties holding her down. I knew she could get out of them if she needed to, they weren't tied very well, but she played along. Her moans became grunts, her grunts became a silent scream. Her legs shook, her chest and face were sweating, and she came hard, harder than she had since our first night together.
"Please, stop!" she said. I had held the bullet tight as she came down from her orgasmic peak.
"No," I told her. I held it in place, and as quickly as her orgasm faded another, stronger one took its place. She shuddered, thrashed around like a possessed woman. Her left hand became free of its restraint and swatted my hand away from her pussy and pulled me closer, kissing me harder and more passionately than I'd ever been kissed before. I turned on the lamp on the nightstand, and with my right hand I stroked my throbbing hard cock. Making her cum, teasing her, commanding her had me as ready as I'd ever been.
In less than half a minute I could feel my orgasm hitting me hard. I unlocked my mouth from hers and spurted a huge, sticky load all over her beautiful tits while she moaned with satisfied delight. I held down her free hand and used a finger to wipe up my own cum, which I fed it to her, slowly, and she gladly licked every ounce of it off my fingers.
I untied her, but she barely moved. I crawled into bed and pulled the covers up, and we stayed that way until morning.
NEXT: Brad makes Heather's fantasy come true.
