As I lay in bed face down, in that state between slumber and awake, my breathing measured, the thoughts floating through my mind. I can feel my arousal increasing ever slowly between my body and the bed. I sense movement and then the feeling of pert nipples raking across my back. The warm flesh of breasts pressing into me and a whispered voice in my ear, "Good morning handsome."
Gentle kisses on my shoulder with an occasional wetness of a tongue. I start to stir. "Shhh" the soft assuring voice says to me. As I become more conscious, I feel a soft caress on my ass, slowly gliding further down. Fingers probing, searching until they find my scrotum. Feeling my balls gently squeezed and fondled increases my arousal. My hips starting to move. I'm aware of the kissing lower and lower down my body as well as the breasts sliding skin on skin. The hand firmly grasps my balls and holds them tight for several seconds as I feel teeth bite into my back. My hips rise as my body tenses yet my arousal increases. Releasing my sack, I feel the fingers searching again, tracing the length of my shaft under my body. Complying with the request, my hips rise higher allowing the hand to envelop my hardness. Without thought, I take a breath and moan. The bite has given way to kisses. The hand squeezes the soft fleshy head as if a heart beating. Again, I release another moan of pleasure.
The soft voice breaks the silence, "Turn over." How could I resist, I obey the command. Turning over, my eyes glimpse the beauty before me. Then as if looking eye to eye at the devil, a hand slaps me across the face bringing me back to reality. A sharp pain on my chest as my nipple is pinched, reminds me of the rules, no looking. I fought the incredible urge to see. To see the wonderful pleasure that is taking place. "Please." As I begged. Followed by a stern reply of "No!" and another reminder, piercing into my chest.