The Long Weekend 2
After he had a chance to recover he announced that it was my turn but I stopped him in mid sentence with the most dreaded words in the world to some people. WE NEED TO TALK....! Following an awkward silence he said great, this has moved awful quickly for my taste.
A long silence followed and nothing was said until I suggested we needed to rest and have a drink. We both had deadly serious looks which slowly faded to smiles when he suggested that he pour. I love bourbon but rarely drink it because it tends to eat my brain. Tonight the thought suited the situation. A long swallow followed by the slight burn actually felt good. More silence while we both thought.
I started out by saying something that must have been said a 1000 times but rarely meant. I really don't do this sort of thing. The comment followed by more silence. What about you? He replied that he never had but that what we just did fulfilled a fantasy that he has always had but was afraid to try. He went on to explain that he actually bought the cuffs and toys four years ago and has carried them on trips since. I told him that he was a closet freak and we both started laughing.
He suddenly stopped and I noticed tears in his eyes as he spoke in a breaking voice. What we just did was the best sex I have ever had and yet somehow it felt wrong. I could see he was conflicted about what we did and I remembered a quote I read one time and repeated it. "If sex doesn't feel dirty, you're just not doing it right". He reached out and grabbed me in a hug and just held tight. I could feel wetness from tears against my neck and really didn't mind. I finally pushed him back so I could see his face and said "you know I think I might really like you".
What came next seemed weird but we started talking about families, friends and personal likes and dislikes. Time was spent on how and when we could get together again and how we both wanted and needed a long term relationship. I had to break the ice now and commented that this seemed like a speed date on steroids. More laughter followed when I pointed out that it really was my turn and I was really horny.
Fueled by bourbon and realizing that I had indeed found someone that could be a true long term relationship I suddenly needed that great release that I had given him. Knowing that he was naked and I wore only my KK bikinis was all I needed to kiss him with not just lust but lust with love.
We took a quick break to cleanup and get organized. This included him removing the cuffs from his wrists and ankles and installing them on me. While this may have been his fantasy just putting the cuffs on gave me a hard on and increased my heart rate and breathing.
Lust had given away to order as he closed the blinds and lit a scented candle. As he tied the cuffs to ropes on either side of the bed my excitement increased. When he removed my under ware it was clear that I had started leaking in anticipation of what he might do.
The first thing he did was to get ice from the ice bucket and rub it across my nipples making them harden into pointed cones. Then he teased, licked, and bit them driving me crazy. It seems my nipples are extremely sensitive in fact actually giving me orgasms when I was young by just teasing them. I had never experience nipple clips before and was surprised when he pulled them from his bag and carefully tightened them on my erect nipples. I guess a dull pain was first noticed then a slight burn sensation and then nothing.
The best part of this was that I could see, hear, smell and feel every sensation as it appeared. Did you know the sensation of a finger nail running across your body can give goose bumps all over your body? I could smell sex in the room and enjoyed that. This was not about dominance and submission it was about giving someone erotic sensations to cause pleasure. It was also about trusting someone to treat you with kindness when you give up total control to them.
Only for a moment did I let my mind consider what I wanted him to do, I was comfortable letting him decide what my pleasure would be.
I was completely lost in sensations and the sensual nature of what was happening. Only when he pulled my legs up at an angle and secured them to the head of the bed did I realize his actual presence.
I don't know how long it had been but I had the realization that in spite of air conditioning I was sweating and my throat was dry. Feeling his hands run the full length of my inner thighs made me start to thrash around trying to get more contact. His fingers raked across my drawn up nut sack causing me to actually convulse and jerk at my bonds. At this point I know what I want and I can only hope it will happen.
I feel his hands slip down behind my balls drawing a line from them to the opening of my ass. I feel a cold wetness of liquid dripping and being massaged into my hole. Finally, this is what I want. His finger enters slowly and is invited by my relaxed state. I now hope he does not touch that magic spot inside because I want that sensation to be saved for him when he enters me.
I feel a shift in the bed as he moves forward. I suddenly thought that through all of this feeling there has not been a spoken word. How great is that? He finally says, just relax I think you might like this as I feel his hardness slipping over my open and expecting hole. I'm thinking oh please don't let me cum. I feel pressure and then penetration. I have stopped breathing at this point and just about when he is going to touch my prostate he reaches up and releases the nipple clips causing an exquisite pain to radiate through my entire body. His cock had hit the spot and as I best recall I screamed like a girl when I exploded with the most incredible orgasm of my life.
When I came down from this, I felt my body just completely relax to a state of jelly. I didn't know at this point that he had likewise had a release of his tension.
The last thing I remember of that night was that he released my legs and arms from the restraints and kissed me goodnight.