Silken Dreams in N.J.
part 4
Ty got up early the next morning feeling guilty. Susan hardly ever
brings a guy home and now she is in the way. She was sure that if Bob hung
around she would get her chance later on to make him her bound silk slave. This
should be Susan's time and it being the last day of a three-day weekend she
would let Susan alone with Bob. She showered and dressed then quietly entered
Susan's bedroom. She leaned over close to Susan's ear and whispered; "I'm
leaving for the rest of the day, you enjoy yourself" she kissed Susan lightly on
the cheek and loosened a knot that held her wrists tight.
Any anger Susan was feeling towards her roommate melted as she freed
herself. She was stripping away the last of her bonds as she heard to front
door close. She went to work freeing Bob and then had them both shower. Leading
Bob back into her bedroom she dressed him in a sheer silk black thong and rubbed
his cock through the silky material until his member bulged against the thin
material. Then she reached into the tight fitting thong and tied a black scarf
tight around his cock and balls. Next she laid him back down on her bed and
tied his four extremities to the bed in a classic spread eagle. Next Susan put
on a pair of black silk stockings and a satin corset with open cups and garters.
She tied a very shiny black scarf tight around her neck. Then she slid up along
side of her bound prize and they kissed. Tongues darting in and out, lips
meeting and sealing, a long deep passionate kiss that lasted longer then either
one thought it would. "Will you still obey me?" "Yes." Do you like what I do
to you?" "Very much, yes." Do you want to make love to me, my way?" "More
then anything."
She pulled his thong down that had imprisoned his erect cock and retied
the scarf so that it was just around his balls. She tied the scarf tight and
his balls started turning purple. Then she sat on his chest with her ass facing
his face. She slid her wet pussy down his stomach and then swallowed his cock
with it. She moaned and pinched her nipples as she slowly started to ride him.
Bob grunted with pleasure and trust his hips forward. She started pumping his
cock quicker until he was on the verge of cumming then she pulled off and Bob
groaned in frustration. She slid backwards until her now soaked pussy covered
Bob's waiting mouth. His nose also was nuzzled against Susan's rosebud giving
her an extra thrill. As Bob's mouth performed it's magic on her she leaned over
and took one of Bob's purple balls into her mouth and sucked on it. He moaned
into her pussy. Then she sucked his cock for a little while just to keep him
good and hard before she sucked on his other nut. Bob moaned in pleasure and
frustration as Susan's mouth tormented his cock. He had a very hard time
concentrating on the task at hand, that of pleasuring Susan and at one point she
playfully slapped his very purple balls to get him to focus. Susan did not
allow herself to cum and as she felt the orgasm rolling in she pulled away from
his mouth. Slowly she slid up towards Bob's cock but turned this time so they
faced each other. She ever so slowly impaled herself on his raging hard on. She
wanted to wait to cum and was afraid she was about to, so to Bob's frustration
she pulled back off his cock. She once more dragged her wet pussy up his body
leaving a trail of her love juice. She bent and offered a very erect nipple to
Bob's mouth. Bob eagerly sucked the nipple in and lightly bit into it. Susan
moaned. After his mouth pleasured one nipple he got to worship the other one.
Susan once more engulfed his cock with her pussy and started to ride him hard.
Bob thrust forward at every downward stroke and both were grunting like wild
animals. Sweat formed on them both, as their grunts grew higher as their
climaxes approached. Susan let out a soft scream as her orgasm washed over her.
Bob started to scream soon after when his own orgasm hit. Susan clamped her
hand over his mouth stifling his scream.
When they were both calmed down from their climaxes Susan straddled
Bob's face and demanded to be cleaned. She rode his face to a second orgasm.
"That was real good sweetie, you are a good lay." She bit into one of his
nipples causing him to verbalize his pain. "You have been making too much
noise", she stuffed his mouth full with a large scarf then added another scarf
as a cleave gag and blindfolded him. "There, much better", she said with a
smile.
The rest of the day was a whirlwind of silk scarves. Susan placed Bob
in one bondage position after another. From a hog-tie on the floor to having
him wear pink panties and tying him in front of the window. Soon it was time
for Bob to leave and Susan prepared him by gagging him and blindfolding him.
Putting on the tan silk hood, sunglasses and hat, tying his hands behind his
back Bob was ready to be put into her car. Susan loaded Bob into her car and
drove him to his apartment and led him inside. Once inside she tied one of his
wrists to the headboard and the other to the footboard of his bed. His feet
still rested on the wooden floor. Still gagged, hooded and blindfolded Bob's
pants and thong were removed. Susan lubed up his ass then put her strap-on
around her hips and lubed that too. Then she fucked Bob long and hard till she
came. She continued to thrust her dildo deep into Bob as she grabbed a scarf
and started to stroke his cock with it. Bob came in no time. She unstrapped
her harness leaving the dildo still buried to the hilt. The now cum-soaked
scarf was left around his cock.
She left an envelope on the bed and loosened one knot. "Clean yourself
up sweetie. I had a great weekend and if you did too you will follow the
instructions I left." She kissed him on the cheek and left him tied to the bed
with cum dripping on the floor and the strap-on hanging out his ass.
When Susan got into her car she broke down and cried. She just left the
man that had given her the greatest sexual weekend of her life. Did she
overwhelm him? Will he do what she asked of him? Would they play again? Susan
felt sure they would. Bob and her seemed as one but there still was an
uncertainty and it gnawed at her.
Bob finally freed himself and cleaned up. His body was used and abused
but he never felt better. He feared that this relationship was too good to be
true that maybe Susan would turn out to be a psycho or that he could not live up
to her expectations. Other then sex did they have things in common? Would he
get the chance to find out? He was afraid to open the envelope, what if he
failed her? What if she asked of him was impossible for him to do? He slowly
with trembling hands opened the envelope.
Tuesday morning found Bob back at the rat race known as work. In a suit
and tie he booted up his computer in his cubical and signed on to Yahoo.
Immediately an off line message appeared, "very good my silk slave, we will play
later. Be good sweetie." Bob's cock started to harden and it pushed against the
silky thong he wore for her. His balls tingled in anticipation as the silk pink
scarf tied around them dug a little deeper into the soft flesh of the ball sac.
The End (or if you like, The Beginning)
