The Night

? ELEVEN ?

She remembered the magnificent kiss, the lightly creeping hand sliding slowly up her thigh, under her skirt, and then...well here she was.

She moved to swing her legs to the ground and was shocked to find that they were tied together. Her arms were tied together and to something above her head. She wriggled and discovered that she was still clothed but completely immobile. There were bonds holding her waist, head, knees and shoulders in position

Ted floated into her field of view. "God! You are beautiful. But even beauty must be tamed," he said.

He sat next to her and lightly stroked her breasts. Heather was very afraid and surprised that his light strokes on his phony breasts were sending incredibly intense sensuous waves throughout her body causing her to squirm a bit. She tried to raise her head to see what was happening and saw that Ted was stoking her through her top. How could she be feeling these feelings?

Ted's hands moved down her torso, thighs, legs and removed her high heeled shoes. He focused his attention on her feet and Heather responded as if he was the master of sensation, of erotica. She writhed in pleasure, squirmed with intense erotic sensation. She lost herself to him for the second time that night.

He played her first from her feet and then moved to her breasts. He slowly, sensuously, unzipped her top and began to suckle her breasts. Firm, beautifully shaped breasts with electric nipples, sending deep, intense and wonderful waves of new sensual over-powering pleasure through her.

"BEAUTIFULLY SHAPED BREASTS!!" Heather's mind screamed out. On him...her!? His?! What!? She had to look again, to fight her way through these erotic tidal waves of pleasure, strain against the bonds, and look at what he thought she felt. Heather raised her head as far as she could, straining, slowly opening her eyes while gasping from the sensations Ted was creating in her, and saw two perfectly shaped, medium sized breasts rising from his chest where the forms should have been!

Ted licked one of the exposed nipples playfully causing her to throw her head back and gasp out loud at the intense pleasure. Ted pinched the other lightly, rolling the nipple between his fingers.

"Oh my Gosh!" Heather screamed inside her head, "Yes. Never stop."

But Ted worked his way back down to her feet, tantalizing every square inch of her body on the way. Heather was lightly sweating with the effort of straining against her bonds as she writhed from the sheer ecstasy of it all. The feelings, sensations. Ripping and crashing waves of erotic, electric sensations, causing her hips to thrust into the air uncontrollably against her bonds.

Ted grabbed her ankles and pulled himself up her, slowly, licking her legs through her stockings. Slowly he climbed her, coming closer and closer to her garden of delight.

Heather began to quietly panic as Ted came closer and closer to discovering that she had no 'garden of pleasure' but instead a large, erect surprise.

Ted's hands rose under her skirt and pushed it up around her waist. He pulled her panties down with his teeth and ... very slowly ... very deliberately ... very lightly let his wide, warm tongue slide over Heather's sex. Sending new and even more intense waves of pleasure, causing Heather to moan her pleasure out loud .

He licked her again, slightly deeper but still gently. Heather writhed violently, hips shooting into the air as she half gasped, half shouted out. He licked again, slowly, with a widened tongue so as to hit all her areas. He dragged its moist, soft surface, its perfectly tuned texture slowly over her sex until it touched her clitoris.

Heather lost all control. She had never felt anything like this. Nothing so all persuasive, all controlling, completely intense and so very wonderful. She cried out. Guttural panting, screaming and moaning.

Ted continued his slow, maddening licks. And she was driven deeper and deeper into her private ecstasy. Just as she thought it couldn't get any more intense, he reached up with both hands; one stroked her breast, the sensation of which combined with is tongue forced her into all out shrieking/moaning, the other hand forced its fingers into her mouth and she tasted something warm, sticky and salty. She lapped it up eagerly, silencing her, even as her uncontrollable pelvis continued its thrusts into the air.

She desperately wanted to open her legs to him, to have him inside her but she couldn't separate them even an inch. Instead she begged him, through his fingers to put his cock in her mouth.

He stopped everything and left the room. Heather was afraid that she had done something wrong. And then it hit her. She seemed to be missing her own cock! Either that or Ted was really good with his mouth. She once again lifted her head as far up as she could to see and, ignoring her new breasts, tried to see her crotch. She could not see her cock from this angle.

Before she had any time to begin to wonder, Ted returned, released some of her bonds, but not the major ones, and forced a ball gag into her mouth. As he tightened it behind her head he told her not to worry but to just lay back and enjoy. Then he undid the straps holding her still bound arms and feet to the bed, rolled her over, pulled her knees off the bed and very slowly began to massage her juicy sex with his deft touch until she was moaning through her gag.

When she could no longer stand the pleasure, when she thought she would die for it all, when she could not even imagine that anything could feel this good, she quaked and erupted with a completely unexpected orgasm the depth and strength of which she had never ever dreamt of. She thrashed and writhed and screamed into her gag until her body when rigid, every sweaty muscle straining against each other, poised on the peak of the mountain, and then collapsed.

Panting heavily, she slowly opened her eyes as Ted began to kiss her neck gently and repeatedly.

And then she felt it for the first time. An erect cock knocking at her sex from behind. Ever so slowly, it penetrated her, sliding gently into her bit by bit and sending new sensual waves through her exhausted body.

Ted murmured into her ear, "Your tiny waist and sweet, sweet breasts are mine. Your cavern of pleasure is just for me tonight."

And he slid his cock all the way into her and began to slowly pump it out and in. He reached around her chest and began to lightly message her breasts and she began to ripple with erotic sensations. Sensations she had never known before. Sensations a thousand times more intense than even last night. Her new breasts controlled her while the cock sliding in and out of her, filling her and retreating, slowly building another mountain of ecstasy.

And then she was shocked to realize that his sex was pumping in and out of her differently than the one from last night. A different and much more intensely erotic and sensual feeling. Not like last night. This was feeling tremendously, intensely, incredibly more wonderful. Closer to her pubic bone, not towards her ass. In and out, he continued and she was swept away from her wonderings by the sheer power of the sensations.

And this continued until she was forcing her hips back against his. Until she was straining and tensing with the impending orgasm. Building bigger and bigger with each passing second until she was begging him through her gag to make her cum. Make her fall into the deep cavern of love, lost in the waves of pleasure.

And he kept pumping her, faster and faster, kept tingling her breasts until she was screaming into her gag to push her over the edge.

And then she felt the first strong spurt of warm, luscious liquid, burning deep into her depts. And she once again rocked uncontrollably with the wave after wave of gigantic orgasm, tensing her and controlling her completely. All she could do was scream her joy into her gag and let it happen. Until it was over… all to soon for her… and they both collapsed into a sweaty heap.