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A Story Of Light Bondage

The trip from Pittsburgh to London was a long one. I was so glad
that Terry understood and agreed that I should get some rest. I
had told him that I was anxious for our first real fuck but, I wanted a
chance to freshen up and I wanted to be wide-awake when we did
it. He showed me to my room, kissed me on the cheek and
departed wishing me a pleasant sleep.

I showered quickly, not lingering to play with my pussy and tits like
I usually do. I slipped into a thong panty and a tiny white tee shirt.
I want into the bedroom and climbed between the inviting sheets. I
think I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

I slept for what seemed like days, a restful sleep. When I awoke I
was refreshed and excited remembering where I was. Something
was odd though. I was on my back - unusual for me. My hands
were over my head and I couldn’t move them. I also felt cool air all
over my skin. I knew I didn’t have my top on, I wasn’t sure about my
panties. I couldn’t move my legs, which were spread apart.

It was then that I started to panic a bit. The room was almost pitch
black. I could make out a shadowy figure at the foot of the bed.
"Terry," I whispered. "shhh," was the only response. I still didn’t
know who was in the room.

I closed my eyes. Maybe this was a dream and I would wake up.
After all, how could this happen without my knowing it? How could
someone remove all my clothes and bind me to a bed without my
knowing it?

Before I could open my eyes I felt a warm mouth on my nipple.
Whoever this was didn’t touch me anywhere else, just on my one
nipple. His skillful lips sucked gently at my sensitive breast. I
gasped at the feeling, he continued to suck ever so gently.

I could feel the juices started to flow in my pussy, the internal walls
contracting involuntarily. He sucked on that one nipple for about
three or four minutes, rolling his tongue around my hard bullet.
Next he turned his attention to the other one, never touching me
anywhere else, never saying a word. He went to work sucking and
licking my other nipple for what seemed like forever. My vaginal
walls contracting and the juices in my pussy building.

I must have had a half dozen orgasms just with his tongue at my
tits. "Stop, I cannot take any more," I said. "ssshhh," was his only
response.

Again, without touching my anywhere else his trailed his skillful
tongue and lips down the center of my chest and abdomen. He
ran his tongue though my belly button and down to my bare pubic
region. I anticipated his mouth on my thick pink pussy lips but he
detoured and licked and sucked my inner thigh instead. I let out a
moan of disappointment. "sshh," was his only response.

His hot mouth and breath continued their journey down my thigh to
my inner knee, calf and ankle. At my foot he sucked each toe in
turn. The juices started to build again in my love canal. My toe in
his mouth made me think of his cock in my pussy. I thrust my toe
deep into his mouth. "Fuck me now, Terry," I said.

He began his journey back up the other leg starting with my toes
again. I was so close to an explosive orgasm but wanted to save it
for what I hoped was coming next. I imagined that hot mouth and
talented tongue on my clit and tried to squeeze my thighs together
willing the cum to wait.

For the first time I felt his hands as they pried my legs apart. He lay
down on his belly between my legs. I could feel that he was totally
clothed. It is a real turn on for me when a man is clothed and I am
naked.

Next his fingers were on my thick pussy lips pulling them apart. I
let out a moan; I couldn’t wait for the sensation of his tongue on
my slit. I tried to thrust myself at him. "No," he said it a stern voice.
"Relax."

He lowered his mouth to me, but didn’t touch me. He blew warm
air onto my pussy lips and clit hood. I thrust at him again. "No," he
repeated.

I could bare it anymore. "Eat me Terry. Eat my pussy, please," no
sooner had I got the words out than I felt a wide, flat, wet tongue on
my slit. I screamed and the juice came flowing out of my hole. His
tongue rolled slowly up from my slit to my clit. He pulled back my
clit hood with his gentle thumbs and placed his lips over my clit
gently sucking. He kept his lips clasped tightly around my clit as I
bucked and thrashed

Then he started the most delicious pussy-eating I have ever
experienced. His talented tongue made all the right moves. Back
and forth in and out of my slick hole. His lips latching on to my clit
like a baby latching on to a tit to suckle.

I had another six or seven orgasms with his mouth on my pussy. "I
want you to fuck me now," I whispered. He crawled up over my
body, his clothes rubbing against my sensitive nipples. Laying
face to face his kissed me long and passionately, my sweet, sticky
cunt juices on his tongue, lips and face. The smell of me on his face was intoxicating.

I'll never forget the words he said as I lay naked beneath him,
"Welcome to England my Princess, now lets have some real fun."

End of Story