CHAPTER TWENTY : HIS CLOTHED CHEST

“Take those clothes off. Lie back on the bed, with your legs open for me,” He commanded, his voice alone sending sweet shivers down my body.

“Yes sir,” I whimpered. I Hastingly stripped, tossing aside my bra and panties.

I laid back on the bed, my feet planted firmly on the mattress, with my legs wide open to accommodate him.

He watched me, as I laid there.

Taking off his trousers along with the boxers beneath, I watched as his enormous dick stood erect.

The tip flaring red, he let out a low moan stroking it slowly. My tongue darted out at his actions, and I locked my lips hungrily, wanting badly to take him inside my mouth.

He moved to the cupboard beside the bed, and he brought out ropes of different sizes, along with blind fold, and gag.

He stood over me on the bed, his hands trailing down my shoulders eliciting goosebumps on his touch, and a low cry of pleasure escaped from me.

He gripped both of my wrists, lifting them above my head, slowly. Bounding them together with one of the ropes he secured it to the headboard of the bed.

My nipples puckered at the position I was in. My body lifted above the bed, to rub against him, my buds so close to his mouth, just one move and then he can…

“Ahhh,” I moaned breathlessly, when he took one of my buds into his mouth. He latched on it like a baby, sucking sharply, then he did the most unexpected thing. He bit on the soft flesh, deep enough to draw blood. The sharp pain triggered a groan from me, which immediately turned to loud whimpers, when he sucked on my other breast, and I panted.

He slid downward between my legs, forcing them apart before binding each one to the sides of the bed.

My body trembled with every move he made, and I stretched uncomfortably on the bed, wanting him to touch me more, needing him to give me more.

Slowly and teasing, he wrapped a blindfold around my eyes, shutting the lights out. I could not see him or anything, but I could feel them all.

His touch on my body, and his fast breath teasing my lips.

I felt a material wrapping around my lips, like a gag, and I whimpered.

I felt his heavy breathing on my thighs, but I could not see him. I waited for his touch to come, but it never came, instead I felt his wet tongue in my dripping cunt, as he gave me one long lick there.

My mouth opened in a loud moan, but it was shut down by the gag around them.

He continued, what he was doing as he licked me from my clitoris, down inside my pussy. He sucked on the small opening like it was his last meal, holding me down, when I moved and shifted.

His tongue went into my womanhood, and he curled it, licking the inside.

My breathing came faster, everything felt too much.

I could hardly breathe anymore, and I wanted to scream his name badly in pleasure.

My hand ached in the restraints and I pulled against it continuously, wanting to dig my fingers into his bundles of mane hair, and push him away because the sensations he evoked in me was too much, or maybe keep him there in between my legs for ever.

Tears trailed down my eyes, as small whimpers left my lips when he moved a finger inside me, stroking me gently, along with his talented tongue.

I wanted to see him so badly—the desire to see how he looked beneath me, in between my legs consumed me. I longed to see how he watched me, knowing only him could do this to me, make me mad with pleasure:

I wanted to see his face as he sucked, I wanted to see him worshipping my body, with his tongue.

A loud scream raged down my mouth, still protected by the gag. My body vibrated strongly, rising off the bed, in an awkward position, as my climax tore through me.

It was all too much, I could not feel or see anything except for what he was doing to me.

The sensation felt too great, and I felt like my soul left my body at that moment. It felt like I stopped breathing on earth for a moment, rather I travelled to a different universe of bliss, as my orgasm posted out of me continuously.

I collapsed from my high—trembling and panting heavily, the sheets beneath me felt wet with my squirt.

I felt him over me, his hot breath fanning over my face.

A gasp left my lips, when I felt the huge head of his dick in my slick entrance, and he slipped inside me in one go.

I breathed through my mouth, trying to accommodate his size.

He moved slowly, till my gasp of pain dissolved then he lost himself in me taking me deep, hard and fast.

My cries of pleasure echoed through the room, as another orgasm ripped through me, this time harsher and faster than the first.

His hands came to my face, removing the blindfold, along with the gag.

And the expression I saw on his face made me cum hard, harder than I have ever cummed before.

He untied the bonds around my wrists and legs though he was still buried deep inside me.

My hands wrapped around his clothed chest as he pounded deep in me continuously.

I just realised through my gaze of pleasure, that all the times we had sex he had never taken off his shirt.

My hands came to wrap around the button of his shirt, attempting to pull them off, and he flinched.

“What do you think you are doing?”