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BirdsandStars
—Is it purple?
—I thought it was your favorite color?
It was amazing that he would come to that conclusion just because my dildo was that color. But he wasn't wrong.
—It is. But I think I'm still shocked by what you have in your hand. —I said nervously as he put the object on the bed and I looked over there.
—It's not the only thing I have in here. —he said, making me pay attention to the bag one more time.
This time he pulled out a dark handkerchief, which he hung around my neck as he smiled at me. He put his hand in the bag again, and this time he pulled out something metallic and shiny.
—I hope you became familiar with this during your training. —he told me as he dropped them on the bed with a metallic sound.
—Where did you get all this? —I asked as I watched him reach into the bag once more.
—I stopped on the way back to pick you up. —he said as he pulled out a jar and put it on the bed as well.
I stared at the jar, trying to read what it said on the label. I stared at everything on the bed, and then I understood what he meant to do. I looked away from the bed and towards his eyes.
—But first... —he said as he dropped the bag and attached his body to mine.
His hands went to my shoulders, his lips against mine. He began to slide his hands over my body, slowly, as his lips merged with mine. And then his hands reached into the lace panties.
—Not these. —I said, putting my hands on his shoulders when I felt his hands clinging tightly to my waist.
Christian smiled against my lips. He separated his lips from mine and came down kissing my neck, between my breasts, through my belly and into my panties. Very slowly he slid them down my legs until they fell to the ground. I looked down.
Christian kneeling on the floor, with his mouth just inches away from my sex, was the most erotic image I had ever seen.
He looked back at me, but made no attempt to bring his mouth closer to my sex. And I was dying, literally, because he did. Every part of my body was screaming for his attention. He brought his mouth to my sex, slowly stopping over it. I could feel his breath on me, making me more and more excited. He looked at me briefly before sinking his head into my sex, tearing out a moan of pleasure as his tongue slipped over my clitoris and his teeth bit slightly into my sex. I closed my eyes letting myself be enveloped by the growing wave of pleasure that was awakening even more inside me. But quickly his mouth separated from me. I opened my eyes to see him smiling mischievously at me, even from the floor.
From the smile he was giving me, I knew he was going to torture me tonight with everything he had taken out of the bag and put on the bed.
Christian got up from the floor without looking away from me. His hands were sliding down my legs, when they passed over my buttocks he squeezed them lightly and I groaned. He continued his ascent until his face was in front of mine once more and he sensually joined his lips with mine.
—There's one last thing we'll need tonight, and that's what we'll start with. —He said to me, separating his body from mine.
What more could he need to start torturing me tonight?
I saw him walk across the room to the bedside table by my bed. He opened the second drawer, turned his eyes to me before putting his hand inside.
—You're not serious?
—Very serious. —he said as he walked back to me with my dildo in his hand. —I want to see you use it thinking of me.
A delicious warmth began to run through my body. I could feel my cheeks turning red. Never in my life have I done anything as daring as masturbating in front of someone. Well, maybe once in front of him. But it was his fault. And also that I was extremely excited at the time. But from there to using my dildo in front of him. I don't think I'd even dare turn it on.
—Don't think, Ana, put aside your prejudices. —he whispered in my ear as he put the dildo in my hand and parted from me.
He went to one end of the room, took a chair, which I didn't even know was there, and placed it against the wall, in front of the bed. He stared at me as he unzipped his jeans, dropping them down his muscular legs. His limb was perfectly marked behind the black boxer he was wearing. He sat in the chair as he arranged his limb and stared at me, waiting.
I stared at Christian. His anxious limb locked up, wanting to escape. I could see Christian clenching his jaws, holding back from coming on to me and changing his plans for tonight's seduction.
Putting aside prejudice?
I walked to the bed and sat on the edge, legs spread. At no time did I take my eyes off of his. I could see Christian tilt his head slightly to the side before he ran his tongue through his half-open lips. He was eating me up with his eyes. I directed my hand towards my sex, slowly, while introducing a finger inside me, letting out a groan. I moved it several times inside me without taking my eyes off it. Christian took off his boxer shorts and began to caress himself all over.
Watching him masturbate while I was doing the same thing made my walls start to squeeze around my finger.
When did it start getting so hot in here?
I lay down on the bed while I pulled my heels up to support them on both sides of my body. I pulled my finger out and grabbed the dildo. Slowly I directed it towards my entrance and inserted it into me, and then I turned it on. I closed my eyes.
And as I had done so long ago. I imagined it was him between my legs. I bit my lower lip as I moved the dildo in and out of myself, making me moan more and more.
I put my other hand up to my breasts. I moved the lace adjuster aside, letting them go, and I grabbed a nipple between my fingers, pulling it. Pretending it was Christian's hand, and not mine. A groan escaped my lips, impossible to contain. I could feel my walls tighten around the dildo. A few more moves and it would all be over.
Then one hand stopped the dildo and another hand stopped the pressure on my breast. I opened my eyes and found Christian's excited look.
—It's been fun, but I don't want you to end up like this. —he said to me as he slowly pulled him out of me. —I want you to end up with me inside you, filling you up completely.
His body came down over mine and his lips sucked on the breast that seconds before my hand was torturing. He parted and smiled at me as he picked up the little purple toy he had brought.
—I'm going to put this inside you. —he said to me without giving me time to react, or to think coherently after being on the verge of orgasm.
And I quickly felt him reach inside me.
—Come on, let me finish using the rest of the stuff. —he said to me as he sat down in the middle of the bed. —Lie down and put your hands above your head.
I did what he asked. I was anxious and excited to know what else he was going to do. He took the handcuffs and put them on my wrists as he passed them behind the bed.
It's official, I'm handcuffed to the bed and it's impossible for me to move. He has me at his mercy. Christian pulls my legs so that my hands are completely stretched out. He gives me a kiss on the lips and then gets off the bed. I raise my head a little while I watch him go to his jeans and take something in his hand. I frown as I try to guess what he's caught.
I watch him press what he has in his hand and I drop my head on the bed while the little vibrator inside me comes to life for a moment and stops quickly.
I lift my head again to look at him, now with my breath quicker. Christian smiles at me as he walks to the bed and sits next to me holding the last object in his hand.
I drop my head and turn my face to see him take the jar of Nutella and unconsciously slide my tongue to my lips as he opens it and puts a finger inside, which he then directs to my lips.
—Suck it. —he says to me as I obey him.
I taste the delicious chocolate on his finger. I slide my tongue in circles and suck again and again until there is nothing left. Christian takes more and does the same again. He puts his finger in my mouth and at that very moment the vibrator starts working. I let out a moan against his finger as I try to suck it completely.
The vibrator stops as soon as he takes his finger out of my mouth. He puts the Nutella aside and takes the handkerchief I had on my neck, with which he blindfolds me. I feel it move to my side of the bed. My senses are watching for his next move.
A finger runs down my neck to my breasts. A finger with Nutella circling over my nipples.
I groan and convulse at his touch as I try to move my hands handcuffed to the headboard.
And then I feel the vibrator just a few seconds before I feel his warm mouth devouring the chocolate from my body. My body arches against his burning mouth, looking for more contact, my walls tighten around the vibrator as I let out a groan. And then his lips stop over my body and the vibrator at the same time.
I try to keep up with my accelerated breathing. Never in my life have I been so excited as I am right now or so close and far from an orgasm.
A few seconds later he slides his chocolate finger across my belly again while the vibrator does its thing on my lower body.
I don't know if I can take any more, and I find myself doing what I told myself I wouldn't do.
—Please! —I beg when the vibrator stops once more leaving me on the edge of ecstasy.
I feel its laughter against my belly as it continues to devour Nutella from my body ignoring my plea. His finger passes over the clitoris and a few seconds later his lips are there, and the vibrator is working again.
—God! —I exclaim as I pull slightly on the handcuffs. —I can't take any more of this torture! —I scream as he stops again, leaving me on the edge once more.
As soon as the vibrator stops, I feel it pull out of me, and replace it with its warm, throbbing limb. This is all I needed. I scream his name as I tangle my legs in his buttocks and press him harder against me. Quickly his lips are on mine trying, in vain, to contain my desperate moans.
The recent orgasm has barely had time to fade as another begins to grow inside me. At this moment I can only feel, and listen.
I listen to his accelerated breathing against my lips and feel his limb getting harder and harder inside me as my walls start to tighten around him once more. The increasing speed of his onslaught tells me that he is close, and so am I. I don't think I can take much more of this. And then I feel him moaning against my lips. A long moan cut by his lips devouring mine, I feel like it fills me up completely and I let go once more as Christian drops onto my body.
Right now I don't mind holding the weight of his body against mine. I would do it again and again, as long as it is after a mind-blowing, perverted sex assault like the one we just had.