Date: Sun, 5 Mar 2000 00:51:37 EST
From: Nikki D <fastredpony1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Demented Game   f/f

Here I sat waiting....waiting.  That was hard for me, because I am not a
patient person.  The blindfold and restraints had been her idea.  And with
horny ulterior motives in mind, I had quickly agreed to play her demented
little game.  Had my brain been working I would have thought twice about
it, but hind site is twenty-twenty.

Now, I was elaborately tied to one of the straightback dinning room chairs
with arms.  My arms were held firmly behind the chair with leather wrist
restraints.  My legs were spread and tied to each arm of the chair with my
feet slightly hanging over.  My sex was open and on display like a Monet in
a museum.  I could hear her moving about, humming softly as she went.  Then
there was silence, I was all alone, and for a quick moment fear enveloped
me.  What if she didn't return?  How would I get free?  Then I heard the
far off beep of the microwave indicating something was done, and a few
short moments later, the sound of her padding back into the bedroom.

She was near, I could feel her breath on my cheek.  "Are you ready to
begin?", she asked in a low, tight voice filled with sexual tension. I
nodded my head involuntarily.

We had not discussed what would happen after I was bound, and the suspense
of the unknown caused my heart to race, and a thin layer of perspiration
covered my body, as I fought to keep my breaths slow and even.

The first touch was whisper soft, and I thought I had just imagined it.
When it returned, I groaned.  I knew what it was, and with a shocking
realization I knew what her plan was.

"Please don't do this to me."  I begged her, as the soft fingers of the
ostrich feather completed another orbit around my aching nipple, that was
now hard enough to cut glass.

"Ssshhh."  She quieted my pleas with her lips.  The kiss was tender and
familiar and helped soothe the fear and helplessness the restraints and
blindfold had caused.  Then her lips were gone and once again I felt the
torturous caress of the ostrich feather.  She concentrated on my breast and
nipples, relentlessly dragging the feather across my heated flesh, until my
body shook, as I strained to deal with raw desire that coursed through me,
sending hot jolts of pleasure to my sex.

A primitive wail tore itself from deep within me as the feather brushed
against my clit.  Madness---She was trying to drive me insane, that was her
plan.  Rational thought packed up and left as the feather continued its
persecution of my clit.  My body was a live wire, and each swipe of the
feather caused it to arch.  My heart hammered in my chest as my sex
throbbed and oozed wetness.

"Touch me ...please."  I begged, on the verge of tears.  I needed her
hands...on me.... and inside me.

"SSshhh Sweetheart. Its O. K." Once again her lips were on mine comforting
me.  I groaned as she broke the contact I so desperately craved.

Silence.  I was alone again for what seemed like an eternity.  Irrationally
I tested my restraints, with the false hope they would miraculously loosen
allowing me to escape, but to no avail.  The smooth sounds of Sade's latest
endeavor washed over me and I began to relax.  I was so caught up in the
rhythm and melodies that I didn't her my lover return.

A warm thick liquid was being drizzled on my breasts and nipples and down
my abdomen, and on the inside of my thighs and dead center on my exposed
sex.  The aroma of the liquid was rich and familiar---Chocolate!!  I
groaned at the realization.  Next, I felt the creamy substance being
smeared on my lips and chin and down my neck.  My tongue darted out over my
lips to taste the melted, chocolate treat causing my lover snicker softly
at my actions.  Then her mouth was on mine devouring me along with the
sweet tasty goo on my face.  The chocolate was warm and her mouth was hot
as she moved down my body, her tongue tasting, cleaning, caressing and
driving me wild.  Once again my arousal was at a fever pitch, and she kept
me there teetering on the edge, as she moved down my body with her wicked
tongue.

Finally she had arrived at my sex.  It throbbed like a tooth ache, and I
screamed as her tongue flitted across my hyper sensitive clit.  She used
small soft flicks of her tongue to taste my chocolate covered pussy, now
carefully avoiding my clit.  I was so close to the edge, just one or two
flicks was all I needed for release, but she refused.

"Goddamit....Nikki...you're driving me insane!!!  Just FUCK ME!!
NOW!!....please!!  I was screaming, my whole body shook with raw desire, as
I struggled in my restraints, wishing my hands were free guide my lovers
mouth to the spot that begged for its attention.

"Ssshhh....I will take care of you....just be patient sweetheart."

"I can't, I need you to help me.....Nikki....please."  I was again on the
verge of tears.

Her warm presence disappeared from between my legs.  I heard the sound of
something being dragged across the carpet.  Then she was beside me,
removing my blindfold.  It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the soft
light in the room.  When my vision cleared I was greeted by the site of
Nikki sitting in a chair opposite me.  It was almost like a mirror
reflection, she was nude, same chair, same pose, except she was not tied to
her chair.

My eyes swept over her.  Beautiful breast, with small rose colored nipples,
flat stomach, small patch of reddish brown hair barley concealing the coral
pink lips of her sex.  Legs, impossibly long and slender.  A small groan
rose from within me as my eyes wandered back to her face and found green
eyes that stared back at me.  Her long fingers were idly caressing a nipple
as the other moved in small circles caressing her thigh, slowly moving
upwards towards her sex.

"Mmmmm....it feels sooo good" she said, her eyes now closed.  "I am
imagining it's you caressing my breasts and touching my body."  She began
to stoke her nipple in earnest, pulling and rolling it between her thumb
and forefinger, as her other hand slipped between her legs.  When she found
her clit she squeezed it, causing her hips to buck involuntarily.  I could
see her wetness, making her sex look slick and shinny like a freshly glazed
doughnut.  I had an overwhelming desire to devour her like a tasty treat.

Her eyes fluttered open, and her face became a mask of pleasure as she
slipped two fingers into her wetness.  "Oh..Jess..Mmm, I'm soo wet...can
you feel it?"

I was transfixed on this sight, intently watching as she slowly pumped her
fingers in and out of her pussy, bucking her hips in time to meet each
thrust. I was torn between watching as she expertly finger fucked herself,
and watching her face as it contorted with each wave of pleasure that
wracked her body.  Brows furrowed, mouth slightly open, panting, then
closed, jaws tensed in concentration.  Her hand was now savagely molesting
her nipple as she plunged her fingers deep in her wetness.  Her body now
glistened with a thin layer of perspiration.  I could tell she was close to
cumming.  I wanted to touch her so bad, it hurt.  I wanted to be there
between her legs using my mouth, tongue and fingers to satisfy her, and be
there at the very moment her orgasm hit, and feel its devesting tremors
coursing trough her body.

"Jess...mmmm...are you watching??  Your fingers are driving me crazy.  I am
soo close.  Jess....here.....I.....oohhh Jessica.....FUCK.....I'm cumming"
Her eyes were transfixed on me the whole time, making sure I didn't miss
one detail.

Her back arched up off the chair, as her fingers continued to stroke the
last flames of her orgasm died out.  With a contented sigh she lowered
herself to the chair, and shot me a wicked grin.  My mouth was hanging
open, as my brain still tried to comprehend what had just happened.

"Oh Nik...that..was..fucking...hot." I panted.  Her skin was glowing and
her damp bangs were plastered to her forehead, she was truly a vision of
loveliness as she strolled over to my chair, caressed my lips and gently
slid her still glistening fingers in my mouth.

I closed my eyes and savored her exotic flavor.  "It's time," she said, as
she lowered herself to her knees.  Her hot mouth covered my sex.  One, two,
three flicks of her tongue on my clit and I was falling from a plateau so
high I though I would never reach the ground.

I was sure I would pass out, but Nikki instinctively knew when to release
my clit, then she slid two finger into my depths, and wrenched three more
orgasms from me before I passed out.

When I awoke some moments later, I found that I was free again, my wrist
restraints and the rope that bound me to the chair were just wicked
memories---until the next time.


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