When we were in Berkeley we met a young model named Olivia. She was a girl of Greek heritage with some gypsy blood in the mix. She was tall at 5’ 10” with an olive complexion, long straight black hair, hazel almond shaped eyes with long lashes, full soft pouty lips tinted light red, 36 C breasts, a narrow waist slender hips and long perfectly shaped legs. When we saw her looking at a map in Berkeley we knew she had to become one of Maria’s girlfriends. We spent time at a small outdoor coffee shop getting to know her and her friend Kylie. Kylie was another model who was in great demand and was leaving for a European photo shoot that would last for 6 months. When we parted we exchanged kisses and contact information with a tentatively scheduled date for Thursday last week.
When Thursday came Olivia was a no-show. She called telling Maria that a photo shoot came up that she was requested to do at the Fashion Center in San Francisco. It was good money and she had to do it. Maria and I spent the day getting some new toys for the Play Room. We wanted to broaden our sexual pleasure and Olivia had given us some ideas. Olivia liked to be tied to the bed. Her hands had to be held over her head restraining her ability to actively touch and feel her lovers. She liked to be used and treated as an object of desire. We bought some soft flexible rope and long silk scarves to use as ties for her hands. I decided that I wanted to have some real fun and bought several feathers. I liked to tickle people and feathers gave the lightest touch to stimulate and tease.
Maria and I took our new toys to the Play Room and unpacked them and decided to try some of them out. Maria was looking hot as usual, but today she was wearing a dark blue mini dress. Her hair was piled on top of her head exposing her beautiful kissable neck. The nipples on her breasts were hard and erect pushing through the taut material of her dress. I pinched them and heard a low growl from Maria. There was a narrow belt cinched around Maria’s waist which I unbuckled and threw on the bed. Maria’s legs were encased in thigh high black lace stockings. As I ran my hands down her firm derrière, I realized she had gone commando and I missed the show. I unzipped the dress and pulled it over her head, at the same time releasing her hair to cascade down around her shoulders. She stood there and let me devour her with my eyes. She saw the result of my growing manhood push out my pants. I quickly stripped and held Maria in my arms. We kissed and sat down on the bed enjoying the dance of our tongues.
We were both ready for sex but I wanted to play. I picked Maria up and threw her into the middle of the bed. I grabbed her arms and pulled them over her head, binding them with a silk scarf. She was giggling because this was exactly what she wanted too. She did not resist but I knew that she may not like what was going to happen because I was in a very playful teasing mood. After her wrists were restrained I tied the end of the scarf to the bedpost so her arms were over her head.
Her body was now mine to do with as I desired. She was lying there smiling and giggling, moving her head around, her breasts heaved with every excited breath, her hips moved up and down as if she were having sex, her legs spread revealing her hot wet pussy glistening in the light from the window.
Maria moaned, “I am so turned on by being your slave, to do with me whatever you desire. I want you to possess me, tease me, and play with me until I beg for release. I want to feel your love. I want to have you inside my body and my mind. Cal take me, I am yours!”
Just as I started to play with Maria, her phone rang. I answered it, “Hello, this is Maria’s phone she can’t come to the phone. She is tied up right now.”
On the other end, I heard laughter and giggles. It was Olivia and she said, “Well, Cal when you untie Maria, tell her that I am on my way and I will be there in 35 minutes. Bye love ya.”
I looked at Maria. She glared back at me for keeping her tied up and doing nothing with her. I said to her, “Sweetie that was Olivia on her way here. Should I keep you tied up until she gets here?”
Maria pleaded with me, “You better get me off. I am so turned on right now I want, I need to explode. My body is wound so tight that I ache for release. Please get me off!”
I reached into the bag of new toys and drew out a feather. We had found a store that had eagle feathers for sale. I liked them because they are firm and large and tickle really well. I waved it in the air above Maria.
She squealed loudly, “NO! NO! Please not the feather! I hate being tickled!”
I looked down at her smiling with a devilish grin. She knew I was going to tickle her and not let up until she begged for it to end. I got on the bed and moved between her wide spread legs. She was rolling side to side trying to get free to prevent me from tickling her. I laughed at her feeble attempts.
I stuck the feather under her nose. She sniffled. I dragged the feather across her face lightly moving to her ear. I circled her ear lightly playing in and around it. She started laughing and could not stop. Two more turns were made around her ear and I moved down to her throat. I dragged the feather up and down her neck setting off more giggles and laughs. Her hips were bouncing and I could see more juice leaking from her. I moved to her shoulder and trailed the feather up her arm slowly pausing to tickle the crook of her elbow. Being tied had its advantages for me. I could entice her arms and she could not move them away. I moved up one arm and came back down the other to her torso,
It was time for her breasts. I took the feather and tickled under her breast which was heaving trying to gather a breath. As I tickled the underside of her breast she was moaning with her arousal. Her nipples had grown hard and erect. I dragged the feather up over her breast teasing the nipple. I moved across both breasts using the feather as if it were a paintbrush. Her nipples were straining and pointing skyward. I circled each nipple slowly bringing from her a whimper.
She moaned, “OH OH That feels SO GOOD, Please don’t stop. I feel the tickles but my pussy is tingling as it never has before. Whatever you are doing is turning me on so much.”
I move down her stomach setting off small ripples in her muscles that caused her to undulate. It was getting me hard now. I was growing and wanted to stick my cock into her waiting pussy. I was not done tickling yet. I moved down to her pussy. The fact that she had a shaved pussy made it ripe for tickling. I ran the feather up and over her mound. She eagerly lifted her hips to get more of the feather. I pulled back and her hips sank onto the bed. I kept tickling her and her clit popped out from his hiding place. I flicked it with the feather and her body gave a quick shudder. Her pussy was open and ready. I ran the feather up and down her lips setting off small shock waves as I went. Her hips were rolling and moans escaped her lips.
I was tiring of the tickling and looking in her face I could see her pleading for release. I put the feather down and she sighed. I took my cock, placed it at her waiting love chamber, and rammed it home. She screamed in ecstasy from the immediate sensations. I plunged in and out of her fast and hard. She wrapped her legs around me locking her ankles. She was staying with me stroke for stroke as I assaulted her pussy. We had been at it for over 30 minutes when I felt her pussy muscles tighten around my cock. She was ready to release and I was not far behind. I slowed a little to catch up to her. I was still pounding hard when her release took her away. Her legs pulled me tighter into her and her pussy was milking my cock. Her release started slowly but soon exploded with a big gush of cum wrapping round my cock and leaking out. I exploded from the pulses of her pussy draining all my cum into her waiting pussy.
We both moaned, “Ah that was so good. We needed that. Olivia will be here soon. We better get cleaned up and ready.”
I untied her wrists and she sat up hugging my chest beating her fists in a rapid tattoo. She was still angry from being tickled. Her eyes betrayed her though as they were displaying unbridled pleasure. We showered together as always, dried each other and picked up the Play Room.