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The Recliner Reveal, submission, fisting, limits
As I reclined in my black tube dress, with white thigh high stockings, and 5 inch black strappy heels. Waiting for my lover to come and touch me like he never had before. We had such connection with the beginnings of touch, my need was so strong to have release to experience his touch to let go and experience that connection. With anticipation I waited for him to come and to service me.
He rang the bell and walked in as I lounged on the chair thighs slightly spread skirt of the dress up exposing the white stocking top. Knowing I had no undergarments on. He came to me teasingly, slightly touching me with this hand. Then he kissed me softly, and whispered questions about my need. Kissing me more passionately, I relaxed and let him explore me with his mouth. First it was kisses to the face and neck, then down my arm and back to my shoulder. I began to squirm as I get wetter with just his light touches and kisses.
Then he grazed my breasts and nipples with the slightest of touches over my dress. I regretted that my breasts were covered as he rolled my nipple through the cloth. Squirming more and more he taunted me a bit, asking what was wrong why was I squirming, what services did I require. I just relaxed and experienced, tried to touch him but he would not let me. All the while we gazed into each others eyes. I saw the power in his as he saw the submission and pleasure in mine.
when he exposed my breasts, I gasped at the feeling and relief. Suckling my breasts and spreading my legs. He taunted me all the while looking in my eyes, asking me what I needed. Realizing I could not verbal respond he taunted this was the way to keep me quiet, and that I had nothing to say. taking both breasts and nipples together he sucked them hard at the same time as I squirmed with the wetness pooling, then he went in with his hands and explored. All the while watching my eyes. I was memorized I could not look away. He commented on the change in my eyes as he first dipped one then two fingers inside me. My body responded in kind wanting more... but he pulled back and stroked my swollen clit making different sensations run through my body.. Making the need that much more urgent.
"Do you want more, he asked?" , "Yes, I pleaded". Then the assault on the senses began. He began stroking harder deeper. It felt so good I wanted more and more as I bucked against him. All the while he watched my eyes, spreading my legs further as he did three fingers and then four. Little gasps escaped me lips as I took more of his hand inside me...
Now I was raging with need, breasts bouncing exposed to his mouth as I fucked his hand and he slowly tried to give me it all.. He worked and worked I relaxed and tensed and relaxed and breathed through the stretching as he pushed past his thumb giving me his whole hand. My eyes dilated further and all I could do was enjoy the assault. He was gently touching me inside I was panting and squealing beginning to rock against his hand.
He looked in my eyes knowing I was on the brink telling me not to come, so I held back pleadingly. He asked it it hurt I told him yes, he asked if I wanted him to stop. I whispered, No pleading for more, He asked me questions, I could not answer. He turned up the speed I spread further for more access, he started to pull his hand out I said NO. Don't I will come hard, he worked me more harder faster, I was going insane watching his face, seeing him bite his lip. Bite my nipples, and sometimes gaze at his swallowed hand deep inside me....
He told me I have your your cervix in my hand.. I panted and experienced, and watched. When he slowly withdrew his hand, I came and gasped and pulsed, tears coming to my eyes with pleasure, little hiccups inside me started. My nose began to run, and then he assaulted my pulsing clit, holding me down so I would take it. Not sure how much more I could take, trying to get up. He slid his hand directly inside me, very little resistance now. I knew I just had to take it, So I did. Enjoying the assault to my senses being touched where I had never felt touch.
Again and again he touched my wetness, which while I teared and hiccuped he sucked my nipples, pinched them. I was gone, there was just my body and my senses to absorb the sensations. I could not speak, He asked me if I could take more I said yes, and again and again his hand fucked me and stroked me inside, til I could no longer take it. Tears pored from my eyes, my nose ran and my breath caught in an autonomic response to orgasm.
This was complete utter surrender to the senses and pleasure that was erotic, and simple, yet physical and passionate. The control was immense, the release intense, and the need satisfied.