You’re on the bed, this time it’s you who’s tied very carefully, you can’t scape, you’ll break your wrists if you try.  I’ve asked a friend to tie you up like I would, and I do things thoroughly. Your eyes are covered with that black foulard, do you remember?

You’re wearing jeans and nice trainers and carefully chosen socks, you know… dressing stylishly is a way tos ay who you are without saying anything.  Your naked torso,  briefs are sticking out a little above your trousers. Interesting. 

There you are. Helpless.

I’m wearing  an indigo blue Calvin Klein dress, short-sleeved, tight-fitting, with a nice bow pucker between the breasts (it’s very eye-catching…), knee-length, but it does enhance all curves… Full black tights. Underneath, same colour throughout, garter belt included. High heels  shoes,  heels are somewhat thick, they are good to dance bachata dancing, but I do it so bad!

I won’t say anything. I enjoy watching you like this. I get closer, I walk noisily. You move your head to me. I stand still. I sit next to you on the bed, just close. 

I am watching you. I stroke your left arm, your hairy armpit, just the way I like it, I slide my finger on it, I play with it and slide in, it’s wet. I like that. 

I lie down by your side, my arm holding my head, I keep watching you. My left hand reaches your breast, I stroke it, very gently, I fondle one nipple… and then the other… I reach your neck, your face. I approach you slowly, you feel my breath. I am so close, just staring at you. I moisten my lips and brush them against yours, barely touching you. I pull away a little. Your mouth is open.  You breathe. I move closer, my lips linger a little longer, little by little. Your tongue sticks out, slowly, and entwins with mine, they slide softly over each other. You do it well. I was longing so much for your mouth! I bite your lips, I lick them slowly. I want to stay like this for a while. You are enjoying, seems like. Meanwhile, my left hand is naughty, it reaches down to your crotch to feel it. All normal. I grope you as I want, but there seems to be no complaint.

I think I’m going to undress you. Kneeling on the bed, I undo your belt, undo the button, unzip very slowly, brushing you with my hand. I go further down, I’m in front of your feet, I remove the lace of one trainer and slowly pull it off, same with the other one. Yes, I like your socks, I slowly roll them down one by one and pull them both off. To the floor they go! To the trousers! Again at your waist, I look at you, you let me do it with a half smile. You lift a bit your bottom to help me so I pull your trousers down. 

I think I’ll leave you with the slip on.

I’m going to get some string around. Here it is. I’m going to tie your legs, I want to control you completely, you are strong, I want no struggle. You just let me do. Are you sure of thant?…

Your legs spread, tied to the corners of the bed, and your arms tied toghether above your head. What a sight! I love it. 

I come back to you, just as I was, lying on my right side. I cling to you, so you can feel me. I’m in charge.  I put my right leg over your left leg, my knee rests on the bed between your spread legs. I want you to feel my clothes next to your nudity, you can’t move. I look at you. Do you shave your legs? Good.

You say nothing, you just wait.  I lean over your head and kiss you, I rub your slip, feeling you slowly, grabbing. You stir as you feel me. I stroke as I please  your thighs, your belly, your torso, your arms…I love your armpits, I bend to smell,  I want to know your scent, without perfume, without adornment. I slide my tongue, I slip my fingers in. I kiss you for another while. 

I kneel beside you, I think I’m going to free one hand: you’re right-handed, your right hand then. But you’re still blind. Kneeling in front of you, I take your hand and let it rest on my cleavage. I pass it over my clothed shoulder, lower it to my chest, leave it there a little, you grab it. You follow. You grab the other breast too. You go down to my belly, over my waist, over my hip, down to my ass, you pull me to you. I lie on top of you, you reach for my mouth, as you grab me from behind. You’re making good use of the only available arm you have. Another little while like this, is it getting long? Just thiking,  I don’t say anything.

I’m hot, I’m going to undress. I slowly free myself from your mouth. I stand up and take off my shoes, unzip my dress the best I can and let it down. I return to the bed, facing you, looking down at you. I take your free hand, put it back on my cleavage. You can do the same route. You reach down to breast, grab it and slide inside the bra. Naughty boy! You fondle my nipple, you stay there for a while. Your breathing quickens, mine too. You go down my belly, touch the garter belt, the straps, what a mess! You reach lower, touch me on top of the lace, you squeeze, I sway a little, I breathe faster. I grab your hand, so you leave it there, end of the line You slip between my legs, between my thighs, and slide it back up into my thong. Your index finger brushes me, your fingers play with me. Another while in there… I can’t take it anymore. 

I stand up. I search for something. You don’t know what’s wrong. I’ve found what I was looking for, a pair of scissors. I say it out loud. “Scissors!” I open and close them a few inches away from you, to make you uneasy. You don’t move, you smile. Don’t smile so much! It could be dangerous.

Suddenly I grab your slip and pull hard on it, I rip it down with the scissors, in a sudden. You gasp. I stand back a little, I don’t want to hurt you. You don’t move. Then I rip down the rest of the slip and pull it off. You’re already naked.

You look so good! So… erect…, hairy… as I like it… I want to look at you slowly, I want to know the shape of you. I hold you tight, I caress you up and down, you shudder, on and on. A little while like this…

I think I want to see your brown eyes. I remove the bandage. You look at me and smile, your eyes go down on me.

I sit next to you, kiss you. While kissing you undo my bra. I roll on top of your belly. I sit up a little, pull my thong aside and push you into me, all the way in. I put my hands on your belly, leaning on you, up and down, rocking my hips back and forth, very slowly. You stir. I bend over you, looking for your wet tongue, your hand grips my breast. I rise again, still rocking, you’re enjoying my rocking, you writhe… I’m already moaning… you follow me…