Angela and Tony entered by the front door and turned on the living room lights as they came back from a Friday night dinner at Le' Perrie. It was Tony's treat as Angela had nailed the Gibson account and he wanted to celebrate with high dining and fine wine. It had been a great night, they'd talked, laughed, and as the night wore on Tony just started to look more and more irresistible. As the door shut behind them, she took her coat off but then stood with her back against the door watching as he made his way over to check the machine for messages. She bit her lower lip as the voice of a telemarketer echoed across the room. As the dull voice drifted Tony caught her eye.
"Any reason why you're looking at me like a pastry?" asked Tony with a smile. Flexing as he took off his dinner jacket and tossed it on the back of the couch.
"Just the usual reasons," was her reply as she walked to him from the door.
They met at the bottom of the stairs and shared a kiss.
"Night cap?" he asked with a smirk.
"In the mood for something more," she said as she took his lips in a passionate kiss.
"What do you have a mind?" Tony asked.
"Why don't you follow me upstairs," she said demurely as she took the stairs seductively.
They took the stairs and entered the bedroom. She let him enter first and smiled at his delicious butt as he passed by, reaching out to slightly slap it.
"Ay oh, oh, ay," Tony said turning and taking her into his arms and placing kisses along her jaw to her ear. "Does mama want to play," he teased.
She ran her hands down his clothed backside and cupped his perfect ass in her hands.
"Let's get ready for bed," she said kissing him.
"Oh, I love where this is going," replied Tony.
They went through their nightly routine, albeit slower and more deliberate. Angela teased him while she shimmed out of her clothes into her night gown. Tony made quick work of his attire dawning his sweats. No top, Angela loved to run her hands over his chest, and he loved feeling her. If he had his way, they'd sleep naked, but Angela gets chilled.
A few moments later they were seated in the center of the bed and kissing deeply. Their lips fused as they each devoured the other. It was as if their lips and tongues were making love, a prelude to what was to come soon.
Angela softly released his lips.
"Tony, do you trust me?" she asked.
"Completely," he answered trying to take her lips.
"Honestly," she said again.
"Yes, love, you know I trust you implicitly," he replied trying to lean in again to take her mouth.
"I want to try something," she said putting her finger against his lips to get his full attention.
"Alright, Ange," he said smiling. "Anything you want."
"Lie down," Angela said as she helped him ease back on his back. She took her pillow and laid it under his head to give him more leverage to see.
Smiling Tony did as she asked. Once he was in place Angela leaned over him, her silk nightie causing delightful friction as she opened the drawer in the night stand. She pulled out two black silk scarves. She dangled them and let their tips swirl around Tony's chest.
Tony raised his eyebrows at her.
"You want to tie me up?" he asked.
"Only if you are ok with it," she said.
"Hell of course I'm ok with it, you know you can do anything you want to me," he said with a grin. "You know what I'd ask in return."
"I know and yes, next time it'll be me," she said smiling. "Are you really ok with this?" She wanted to be sure.
"Yes, I love that you want to try new things," said Tony. "I never want you to hold back."
"You bring it out in me," she said pulling at one of the scarves.
"And I enjoy the fruits of my rewards," he laughed.
Tony spread his arms and stretched them toward the bed posts.
"This what you want," he said.
"Yes, just hold that please," said Angela as she worked diligently to tie his arms to the bed posts.
She tied them tight enough that he couldn't get out but not so tight as to cause him pain. This is why she wanted to use scarves. Yes, handcuffs work but they leave marks and can be painful if things get too exciting. She wanted Tony to enjoy this as much as she would, and she didn't want to hurt him.
"My love, do your worst," he said.
She leaned down and took his mouth to hers in a deep kiss.
"There are rules," said Angela as she traced his lips with her tongue. "You do exactly as I say, when I say it."
"Yes, boss," said Tony as she took his mouth again.
She loved kissing Tony. His lips were so soft. His mouth was so hot. She lost herself in his kiss, the passion he always put in them. Even just the pecks would be, so passion filled.
She ran her hands up his tan muscular arms and she pulled back and smiled down at him. She ran her hands down to his chest. She swirled her fingers around his soft chest hairs, just grazing his nipples.
Tony hissed.
"Raise the perfect ass of yours Micelli," commanded Angela.
Tony raised his hips off the mattress and Angela pulled his sweats down his legs and off, tossing them to the floor. He was semi aroused and Angela bit her bottom lip.
"I love it when you look at me like that," said Tony.
Just Angela's gaze can get him harder than steel. It's the knowledge of your lover, how they like it and you, that fills Tony with anticipation of what is to come.
Angela smiled as she softly ran her hands up and down his hips to his outer thighs. Just massaging slightly. Avoiding the one area she knew he most wanted to be touched. She watched in fascination as his member started to rise. Angela reveled in the power she had over this body. He was hers and she knew exactly how to play him to her needs.
"You know, I need you harder than this," said Angela.
"Well honey, my hands are tied," teased Tony.
She knew what he wanted but she was not going to give it to him. She wanted to tease him, every time they make love Tony is always teasing and torturing her. Now she wanted to exact sweet revenge on him.
"Well, that's a shame," began Angela as she started to slide off the bed, letting her hands run down his legs. "I guess you'll just have to watch."
"What," Tony said disappointed.
Angela stood up and walked over to her vanity. Earlier that afternoon, she'd turned the big overstuffed red chair around so it would be facing the bed when she sat in it.
"It's awfully warm in here," she said.
Angela gently grasped the hem of her nightie that fell just below her mid-thigh. Tony licked his lips in anticipation. Angela pulled her nightie up just enough for Tony to see underneath. He let out the slightest of moans. She smiled wickedly in his direction and grabbed her nightie at the midriff and provocatively removed the garment from her slender frame.
She was naked underneath. Her nipples perked with the cool of the room.
"God Angela," Tony said huskily.
She tossed her nightie carefully so it landed on his more aroused member. Something about trapping him in silk made her giggle.
"I don't want anything to obstruct your view," she said naughtily.
She walked over and sat down in the large chair, it was large enough for her to spread her legs out across the arms of the chair so that Tony had a full view of her femininity.
"What are you doing," Tony asked.
"You'll see," she said with a smirk as she ran her hands up her body and cupped her breasts. She massaged them with a moan and tilted her head down to blow across her nipples.
Tony started to squirm on the bed.
"Mmm Tony," she began. "I just love the way your hands feel on my breasts. The way you tease my nipples." She massaged her breasts running her fingers over her nipples.
"Shit Ange," moaned Tony as he rubbed his fingers together. Itching to touch her.
"I love the way you lick them, your tongue so hot," Angela said.
She then started running her hands down to her stomach.
"Your lips and tongue feel so good all over my body Tony," she sighed.
"I just love worshipping your beautiful body," said Tony smiling.
His eyes widened when Angela's hands drifted to the inside of her thighs.
"I love having your head between my legs," said Angela running her hands up to her sex and cupping it.
She ran her fingers across her outer lips.
"I love feeling your tongue trace me, the way you flick my clit," Angela said and started to rub her button. Her eyes making contact with his. "Your fingers inside me, ooh God Tony!"
Angela moaned as she began to pleasure herself. She knew what this would do to Tony.
"Shit, Ange, baby please," Tony begged. "Baby please untie me, let me loose and I swear my face will not leave your pussy all night,"
Angela let out a sultry teasing laugh.
"Not now I'm busy," she replied. "Mmmm, Tony, I love your mouth against me, while your fingers pump and message me,"
Angela put two fingers inside of her and slowly massaged herself. Making sure to make her movements deliberate as to give Tony a good show.
"Mmmm, Tony," she moaned as she pleasured herself.
Across the room on the bed Tony started to squirm and buck. He pulled at his restraints causing the bed to creak with the pressure.
"Don't you dare break the bed," Angela warned.
"I can't help it, you are so dam sexy, I want to eat you," he groaned.
"Mmmm, good idea, I'd like a snack myself," said Angela as she removed her fingers from herself, stood from the chair and walked over to the bed.
She giggled, as Tony was fully aroused and had made a silk tent of her nightie. She very gently pulled the silk off of him, finding his cock deliciously aroused, sticking straight up against his stomach.
Angela licked her lips.
"Mmm, that looks like quite the tasty snack," she said.
She ran her finger up the shaft and around the head.
"Oh, god baby," Tony bucked. "Shit, Ange please."
"Mmm this looks like a nice treat," she continued, ticking his head with the tips of her fingers.
Tony's breathing was ragged.
"Please Ange, baby please," Tony begged.
"I love it when you beg," she said smiling at him wickedly. "Please what?"
"Suck it Ange," Tony whimpered. "Please, oh please baby suck it."
"Will that make you feel good," she ran her fingers up and down his shaft.
"God yes," gasped Tony.
"Mmmm let me make sure my treat is hard enough," said Angela as she grasped him in her hand and pumped him slowly up and down once. "Seems firm," she then laid down on the bed so that her head was level with his waist. Never once taking her hand off of him. She held him, feeling him throb in her hand. She pumped him again as Tony looked down at her, sweat starting to form on his brow.
"God Angela, baby please, please I'm begging you, suck it," Tony whimpered again. His ass was clenched and he was starting to buck his cock in her hand.
A small drop of precum had formed and Angela used her thumb to massage it into his head.
"Well since you asked nicely," she said.
She locked her eyes on his as she lowered her head. She stuck out our tongue and ran it from the base of his cock to his tip.
"Shit, Ange," Tony hissed.
Angela placed tender kisses around the head of his cock as Tony hissed above her. She made sure her hair was out of the way to not impede his view.
"Mmm tasty," she said as she tongued around his mushroom head.
She took him again in her hand and lowered her head. Slowly she brought him into her mouth, sucking his head, she clasped her lips around him as she sucked down his shaft, humming around him.
Tony threw his head back.
"Ah dam baby, shit," he hissed out.
She played with his balls as she bobbed slowly up and down on him. She used her tongue with each downward stroke and slightly grazed him with her teeth on the way up.
Tony was moaning incoherently on the bed beneath her. His ass clenched, bucking up with her strokes.
"Ah fuck, fuck, Ange, fuck, your mouth feels so fucking good," he cried out.
Angela felt his balls tighten in her hand. She knew he was close. She had a dilemma, she wanted to suck his orgasm right out of him. He loved when he could finish in her mouth, she loved pumping him and licking him clean. Both acts always aroused him more. However, she also was throbbing between her legs, and needed to release herself.
With one final suck she released his cock from her mouth.
"Gahh," he said his head snapping up to look at her.
"Do you want to cum baby," she asked him.
"Oh god, yes let me cum inside you," Tony exclaimed.
"First you have to make me cum," she said as she crawled up his chest to his face.
Angela straddled his head. The opening of her vagina hovering over his mouth.
"Make me cum Tony," she said as she lowered her wet hot throbbing pussy onto his face.
Angela held onto the headboard as she started to buck against his face.
Tony lapped up her juices from her slit. Running his tongue across our outer lips up to her clit and took it in his mouth and sucked.
"Ahh Tony, eat me," Angela shouted as she rocked herself on his tongue.
He nibbled gently at her clit as he hummed against her.
"Ooh yes, Tony, come on baby feast," she cried out.
Tony dove into her opening with his tongue, nibbling, licking sucking her as his nose rubbed against her clit. Her juices coated his face as she bucked against him.
"Oooh Tony, keep doing that baby, make me cum all over your face," Angela hissed and bucked against him.
The sensation of his mouth was her undoing she cried out and sank her weight down on the headboard as to not smother him as she came onto his mouth, tongue, nose, chin, Angela rubbed her push all along his face and her juices poured from her into his eager mouth. Tony lapped her up like she was the nectar of a forbidden fruit.
She pulled herself up and off Tony's glistening face.
"Mmm, you taste so good," he said. "Untie me,"
"Oh no, we aren't done," she said as she lowered herself to straddle his waist.
She leaned in and took Tony's lips in a kiss, she could taste herself on him as she licked his chin, his nose, and his cheeks clean.
"Dam, I do taste good," said Angela taking his lips again in a hot kiss.
She kissed down his neck, licking his Adam's apple as she worked herself down to his chest. She kissed around his patch of hair, grazing his left nipple with her teeth.
"Mmm, I love you, baby," cried Tony as she grazed the other nipple.
She sat up with a smile, running her hands across his chest, and around his nipples teasing him. His cock was resting against his stomach and Angela ran her wet quivering pussy up and down him, coating his member in her moisture.
"Um, Ang, baby, you came," Tony muttered breathlessly.
"Yes, I did," replied Angela, rubbing herself up and down him, knowing he wanted inside of her, but denying him. "You're such a good boy."
"Angela please," moaned Tony. "Please let me cum."
"You want to cum inside me?" she asked teasingly. She reached down between them and found his balls squeezing gently.
"Oh god yes, please god baby let me cum, please Angela, I'll do anything just let me cum," whimpered out Tony his eyes shut tightly.
"Open your eyes Tony," she commanded.
Tony opened his eyes. Angela smiled at him.
"This is your favorite part," she said. Angela raised herself, taking his cock and guiding her pussy down onto him. She slid down slowly inch by glistening inch.
Tony watched his cock disappear into her wet hot heat.
"Fuuuckk," he cried out as she sank onto him to the hilt.
She twisted on him in circles.
"Is that better baby," she asked him.
She was still on top of him, bringing her hands down onto his stomach. She teased his naval as she squeezed his cock with her inner walls.
"Fuuck Angela, baby please, ba, bay, please," Tony begged.
She leaned forward and braced her hands on his chest.
Poor man was almost done for.
She started to hump against him.
"Ahh Gahh, Ange," he moaned out.
He pulled frantically again at his restraints and the headboard moaned with him.
She picked up her pace and rocked against him.
"Mmm cum in me Tony," she said. "You're so close, I can feel you throb, fill me up baby,"
"Ah, Ah, Ah Angela," he cried out pulling, desperately wanting to touch her.
Angela took one of her hands and reached down and begin to rub her clit as she bucked against him.
Tony's eyes locked on the place they were joined as he watched her pleasure herself while she rode him. His hips coming off the bed as his ass clenched as he tried to meet her thrusts. His biceps flexed as he pulled again against the scarves.
"Mmmy, Tony, I'm going to cum again," she said. "All over your cock baby."
"Shit," he hissed. "Fuck yes, cum on me baby."
"Mmmm Tony, Tony, ooh, ooh, I'm so close baby," she cried out her orgasm washed over her, and her pussy released upon him.
"Fuck, your so hot Angela, baby, ugh, I wanna touch, I need," Tony gave out a guttural cry as his ass bucked up and his orgasm tore threw him. The bedposts cracked as Tony ripped his hands free and pulled her down upon him.
"Ah Fuck, fuck, fuck, I love you, fuck Angela!" he screamed as he held her tightly against him and emptied his throbbing cock into her.
"Ahhhh Tony, ooh yes," Angela cried out as she lost herself in her game and on him.
They lay together coming down, Angela across his chest, Tony's hand stroking her back.
Suddenly it dawned on Angela.
"Tony, you broke the bed," she exclaimed.
"Hmm, well you made me," said a languished Tony.
"Tony I'm serious, look," she said as she raised his right hand for him to see the scarf now tied to half a bed post.
They started laughing.
"We needed a new bed anyway, I've had to replace the slats three times this month, because somebody likes to get rowdy," he said.
"Oh it's not only me," she said giggling, leaning down to kiss him.
"What can I say, I married a sex goddess," said Tony.
"Are you complaining?" she teased.
"Hell no, I love my goddess," said Tony kissing her again.
"I know, and I love you too, thank you for letting me do this," she said.
"You can tie me up any time," he said.
"Well after we buy a new bed, and we need thicker bed posts," she said.
"What we need is one made out of cast iron the rate we are going," he said drifting.
She kissed his forehead and untied the scarves and oak remnants and tossed them to the floor.
"I really do love you Tony," she said as he drifted off to sleep his now free hands tracing her smooth back.
"I love you to Ang," Tony whispered.
Angela felt him soften and slip from her as she laid her head down and listened to his calming heart rate.
"Just remember when we do get the new bed," Tony began raising his head and looking down at her smiling sinisterly. "It's my turn."
Angela shivered in delight.
"Looking forward to it my love," Angela responded kissing the skin over his beating heart.