Crude, rude, Sunday sex games –

February 21, 2021

Bedroom games, Her turn:

I felt her move off of the bed and heard her walk quietly across the carpet to the bathroom where I heard water running first over her hands then, shortly afterwards, into a glass. I didn’t realize my breathing was so heavy, my mouth was completely dry. I heard her come back to the bed, smelled her coming closer, felt her sit on the bed next to me, the fabric of her dress grazing my skin, setting me on fire once again with the memory of what had just happened.

“Turn your head towards me.” She said.

I turned my head and she placed a straw in my mouth. I drank from the straw as if I’d not had anything to drink for days.

“That’s enough.” She proclaimed. “Now, I’m going to unstrap you from the bedframe, but will not remove your mask. Once you’re released, I want you to roll over onto your back. Do not touch me unless you are told to do so. Do you understand?” she asked.

“Yes.” I replied.

She went about unstrapping me and removed the restraints from my ankles and wrists. After she removed a wrist cuff, she rubbed lotion into the area that had been covered by the cuff, massaging it deeply. She rubbed the palm of my hand as well, massaging gently then firmly, rolling my fingers between hers, massaging the webs between my fingers, then she took each finger into her mouth, sliding it in and out of the wetness, her tongue wrapping around the tip of my finger as it had wrapped around the tip of my cock earlier. She licked and kissed the palm of my hand, my wrist, my forearm, the crease of my elbow and up to my shoulder. She kissed the hollow of my throat again, teasing me with tiny licks at the base of my neck, above my collarbone, under my jaw, to my ear. I moaned soft and low at these kisses and licks she was placing all over me.

I felt her lean into me, her mouth covering mine, her lips warm and wet, her tongue pushing my lips apart, venturing into my mouth, touching my tongue hungrily, taking my tongue to hers. She took my head in her hands, her fingers under my jaw, gently rubbing, reaching back behind my ears, pulling me further into her, devouring me.

She continued to kiss me deeply, moving a hand away from my face, putting it on my chest, rubbing the skin and hair there. I felt her hand continue down over my stomach, on to my hip, her soft fingertips making their way to the crease between my thigh and cock. She lightly stroked this very sensitive skin, almost tickling me. She grasped my balls in her hand, massaging them gently, my cock rose higher and higher, getting harder and harder.

She broke away from the kiss, her lips trailing after her hand, leaving wet kisses along my chest, down over my belly, her tongue slipping into my bellybutton, the skin of her neck grazing my cock and she moved further down my body, finally taking my cock into her hot mouth. She brought my out of her mouth and into her wet hand, the head of my cock disappearing into her cupped hand, then back out on the way back to her wet and waiting mouth, her tongue wrapped around the head, teasing me inside of her mouth, suddenly taking all of me into her mouth, the head of my cock touching the back of her throat. She brought my cock in and out of her mouth many more times, each stroke just a bit different than the last, driving me to feelings I’d only dreamed about.

I reached out to touch her hair, wanting to caress her.

“No. Don’t touch me unless you’re told to do so.” She stated firmly as she moved away from my cock.

I felt her move off the bed, heard the soft rustling of fabric and smelled her perfume once again as she threw her dress onto my head. I grabbed her dress and fully inhaled her scent becoming intoxicated.

She moved back onto the bed, kneeling between my legs, taking my cock into her wet hands then back into her mouth again. She sucked my cock, teased it with her tongue and her teeth, taking into the back of her throat again, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of sanity. I moaned loudly again and again as it felt so incredible.

I felt her move away again, only to feel her thigh against my hip as she straddled me, my swollen cock guided to the inside of her tight pussy. We both moaned as she impaled herself on me and began to rock on me. As she rocked back and forth on my cock, I felt her hand gently tugging on my balls, her finger touching around my anus, then pushing inside me as she rocked and rocked.

“Throw the dress on the floor. Give me your hands.” She instructed.

I did and she placed both my hands on her breasts. I could feel her nipples hard and straining against the fabric of her bra. She held my hands in place as she continued to rock back and forth on my cock. Although I was still masked, I remembered her body so well that I could see her in my mind, her hair wild by now, damp with sweat, her eyes wide with that look she always got that made me melt, the tops of her breasts moving with the rhythm of what her hips were doing. I felt the fabric of her bra give way as she removed it and tossed it to the floor, her bare breasts now in my hands, the nipples hard against my flesh.

“Do you want my nipples in your mouth? Do you want to suck my nipples and make them even harder?” she asked.

“Yes.” I replied.

I felt her move off of my cock, the wetness from her now leaving my cock cold. I felt her move up my body, her pussy leaving a wet trail up my chest. She leaned over me, her mouth covering mine, her breasts crushing on my chest, her mouth soon replaced with a breast.

I hungrily sucked her nipple, biting it lightly then firmer as she moved back, stretching her nipple, but keeping it between my teeth, not letting go. My hands wrapped around her breast, holding her to me, I continued to suck her nipple in my mouth as she moaned at the pleasure. I pushed her out of my mouth, taking the other breast in turn, biting the nipple gently, rolling my tongue around it. I continued to do this as I took my other hand and grasped the other nipple between my thumb and finger, rolling it, pinching it, feeling it grow larger and harder with each touch. She seemed to be enjoying the firmer, harder touches and pinches so I continued biting harder and pinching harder as she continued to moan louder.

“Enough.” She said as she backed away.

I felt her move further up my body, I could smell the scent of her pussy closer and closer until I was sure she had it right over my mouth.

Her thumb touched my lips and I licked it, finding her juices on my lips and her thumb. I sucked her thumb into my mouth, my tongue teasing it inside my mouth, pushing it back out, sucking it back in, wrapping my tongue around her thumb, biting her lightly.

“Now,” she started, “suck this.” She said as she lowered her pussy onto my lips. She used her hands to hold her lips apart, opening her pussy wide, her swollen clit easy to find with my tongue. I licked and sucked her clit, I fucked her with my tongue as she moaned and gyrated her hips, moving her pussy around my mouth, my lips, my tongue. Her breathing was heavy, her smell intoxicating, her clit swollen and sensitive like never before. I still could not see, but I knew how she looked, her skin flushed, her nipples hard, I could feel her thighs shake and I knew she was close to an orgasm. I moved my hand between them, putting two fingers into her wet hole, pushing them in and out of her, further in each time, feeling for the spongy place at the front of her wall, then gently massaging it as I continued to suck and lick her clit, gently biting it now and again, her moans let me know how incredible this was for her. I felt her muscles contract around my fingers, her breathing stopped as she was engulfed in her orgasm. Quickly her breathing started and her muscles relaxed briefly as I removed my fingers from her.

She moved away from me again, leaving the bed. I listened intently to see what was going on. I could only imagine what was next.


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