I’m lying on a big bed with huge posts and mosquito netting. You’ve tied my hands, crisscrossed at my wrists, above my head and around the brass headboard. This makes my breasts stand tall, the nipples hard as little rocks. I love the way they look and wish I could lick them. I hear you in the kitchen and the anticipation of what you’re doing is making me crazy. I feel my pulse speeding up every second that passes and you’re not back. I feel my pussy get wetter and wetter. I close my eyes; are you teasing me, I wonder?
“If you’re a good girl I won’t tie you legs,” I hear you whisper from the doorway.
I let out a stifled moan. I’m not used to giving up control this way, it’s bad enough you’ve tied my hands, but my legs too??? “I promise I’ll behave L…” I whisper back silently praying that I will be able to do so.
You move to the side of the bed and place on the bedside table a small oil warmer, a banana, and a jar of chocolate sauce. I can see that it’s the kind that gets hard once it cools and I immediately worry if it will burn me when you pour it on. As if reading my mind you tell me, “It won’t burn you baby, it will feel a little uncomfortable and then will dry very quickly.”
I like the reassurance and smile at you, wondering exactly what you’re going to do with that chocolate. You pour some in the warming tray and while it gently warms you slowly peel the banana. It’s big and long and ripe but not too ripe, it’s hard with a minimal curve in the middle. When you’re finished you lay it down next to the warming tray. I see you dip a finger in the tray. “This is ready,” you say while looking at my naked body up and down, wondering where you’re going to start maybe or gauging how much you will need for what you want to do. You are fully dressed but the sight of my lying on the bed naked has made you hard or maybe it’s the thought of what you’re about to do.
You join me on the bed, sitting on the edge, taking the warming tray and holding it above my breasts. You bend down and take a nipple into your mouth, making it harder than it already is. Your mouth feels so warm and wonderful, the suction of your lips on my nipple having a direct impact on my clit and I feel my pussy throb. You disengage and while the nipple is still pebble hard you pour some of the chocolate on it, covering it completely. “Ooooh L, that stings a little…” but before the words are out of my mouth I feel you blow cool breath on the chocolate and I feel it harden around my hard little nub. It feels almost like a vise. It almost hurts. It feels so good. You repeat your actions on my other nipple and now I can see my chocolate covered tips, like a luscious dessert laid out for your enjoyment. The sight is amazing, the brown hard chocolate such a contrast to my creamy white skin. I want to feel you lick and suck the hard chocolate shell off immediately but I see you have other plans.
You drip some chocolate into my belly button until it pools and then lower, drizzling warm streams of chocolate on my pubic mound. “Be a good girl now M, and spread your legs open.”
I comply, hesitantly. I’m not afraid exactly, but anxious. I’ve never had this done before. Once my legs are spread wide open I expect you to drip the chocolate on my clit, around my pussy lips, down the crack of my ass. But again, you have other plans and it’s clear you’re enjoying your torture. With my legs spread open you move to the foot of the bed and drip some warm chocolate over my toes, covering them in the warm, then hard, concoction. You move up my legs, again drizzling lightly over my calves, my knees, my inner thighs.
“L, you’re making me crazy,” I breathlessly say. Do you have any idea how this feels? Warm and sticky chocolate all over my body, my pussy throbbing, my nipples aching. “I want you so badly it hurts baby.”
You finally, finally reach between my legs and pour the warm chocolate on my clit, blowing on it immediately. It gets hard right away and it feels amazing. “You have such a pretty pussy M, and it looks so good dressed up in chocolate.”
