1. I'm Waiting


    Date: 11/4/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: lapetitefemme, Source: LushStories

    I’m waiting.... I can hear you walking, your footsteps softly thudding as my nipples harden in anticipation. My hands, cuffed above my head, are itching to feel you, feel your skin tense above me, helping me reach where I need to go. “You’re getting desperate, aren’t you?” you softly whisper in my eager ear, shocking me with your proximity. I nod, knowing I can’t speak until you allow me to. I bite my lip and rub my legs together, trying to find some relief to the ache I can feel low in my belly. I feel my juices soaking my panties, the only clothing you left on me. My eyes ache to drink you in, to watch your muscles flex as you thrust into me. “You know I’m a very patient man. I. Can. Wait. All. Day...” You tease me as you run something cold down my throat, slowly, between the valley of my breasts, grabbing one and pinching my nipple. You know I love it. I moan, this sensation heightened by my blindness. I whimper, desperate for you to go faster, to give me anything I need to hold on to. “Bad Baby, always so impatient.... Tsk... Tsk... Do you know what that does to me?” I feel you grind between my legs, teasing me. Always teasing… “Please, I need you,” I break my silence, only to beg for you. “You know I need you, please, give me something. God…” I finish on a moan, when your thrust hits me just right. Pushing me upwards, and rocking my breasts. I feel a mouth close around my pierced nipple, toying with the bar, tugging it and blurring the lines between pain and pleasure. ...
    You bite, and then soothe me, all over my breasts, and I know I’ll be marked in the morning – you love how easily I bruise, showing the world I am yours. “Now, now,” you admonish, punishing me with a light hard slap on my cheek, “Did I say you could speak? Did I give you permission?” I feel you grab my long blonde ponytail and pull, forcing my face upwards, the stinging sensation in my scalp only worsening the ache I feel. I shake my head slightly, restrained by your fist. Your bites work up from my chest, to my lips. Oh god, you know everything I like – to below my earlobes, teasing and soothing my neck. You trail your way oh, so slowly back down my chest, not giving my nipples any attention, even though they’re begging. I’m begging, for it. I feel you bite my stomach, tease my belly button, nip it hard enough that I suck in a sharp breath. Your laugh breathes hot want onto my skin, cooling the area already wet from your kisses. I’m shaking, strung so tightly, waiting for you. My breath comes in short gasps and I feel totally overwhelmed. I’m so ready for you. I tremble. No words are spoken between us; we don’t need them. You read my body so well, you understand what I need. You kiss the tops of my thighs, and work your way down my left leg, slowly, licking and nipping and kissing, using only a few fingers to follow your marks. These feather light touches are heaven and hell. I’m craving more. You reach my shin, my ankle, my toes, and you lightly bite the pad of my big toe, ...
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