I had never been in a truly functional, mutually satisfying, and comfortable sexual relationship with someone. They had all been either one-sided (three guesses whose side was favored... not mine), unfulfilling, or sexless. I was so tired of being asked what I wanted, and unless I gave Google Maps-worthy directions, I didn't get anything.
I know it's hard for guys to understand what I need as a woman, but sometimes we want to be taken and just play around. You know, just experiment! Sometimes we don't know what we want either and just want to mess around until we figure it out. Anyhow, I digress.
I was finally, at twenty-three, in an amazingly fulfilling sexual relationship with someone who put my sexual needs above his own. Since I tended to do that too, you had two people who were hell-bent on pleasing the other. One of the things he told me early on was that he enjoyed was being tied to the bed. Nothing serious - no whips, chains, or gags... just a little rope and surrendering control every once in a while.
I, being a "rope-virgin," I guess you could say, was hesitant but definitely curious. We tried it and it turned out I had a little dominant side of me I never knew I had. He loved being able to give me control and let me use him as I wanted and I apparently loved to tease him, knowing he could not do anything about it.
This story, however, is about the first time he decided to turn the tables and tie me to the bed...
We had joked about it a couple times, but I was unconvinced that being tied down would do anything for me. I was sure to indicate in our joking that I was not opposed to it, just in case he planned to give it a try. I watched TV in bed one night, unfortunately, the last night of our holiday weekend. Ben showered... again. "I swear, you are WAY too clean," I shouted into the bathroom from the bed. He showered twice a day - once in the mornings and again before bed.
"You know that shit's bad for your skin!" I laughed when he put his hand out the shower door and flipped me off. "Yeah, yeah... fuck you too. See who's laughing at 5:30 in the morning when you get up to priss up for work and I'm laying in bed til 6:30."
I showered at night, and had already finished getting ready for bed at this point. I, like an average human, showered once a day. He finished showering, toweled off, and came to bed.
"Well someone decided to come to bed naked - what's the occasion?" I giggled and cuddled up to him, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Oh, you know, just so tickled to be going back to work tomorrow - figured I would give myself a celebratory jack off tonight!"
He jokingly played with his flaccid penis and shut his eyes, pretending to masturbate. I laughed and rolled my eyes as we pulled up Netflix to find a show to fall asleep to.
After we watched an episode of South Park, I glanced at the clock. "Damn it," I said, "we'd better go to bed or tomorrow is going to suck."
We turned out the lights, rolled over, and he wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me close to him against his chest and kissed me lightly on the lips.
"Goodnight, sweetie," he said.
He kissed me again, this time a little longer. I started to feel the familiar wetness between my legs. Ben gently parted my lips with his tongue, softly circling his tongue in my mouth. He pulled me closer and moved his hand down to my ass, pulling my hips in toward him. I felt his semi-erect penis putting pressure on my pelvis and I lightly groaned against his kiss.
All of a sudden, he flipped me over onto my back and got on top of me. I laughed as he interlocked his hands with mine and covered my laugh with his kiss. He kissed me fiercely, sucking my lower lip and fluttering his tongue on mine. It drove me crazy when he did that. He was amazing at fluttering his tongue and he did it on my tongue to tease me.
"Mmmm, you are so good at that," I moaned in his mouth.
I instinctively spread my legs a little, lifting my hips to meet his cock. He gripped my hands harder and kissed his way to my ear. He licked around it, stopping at my earlobe to bite it. I instantly felt my pussy get wetter and I reached down to grab his ass, wanting his dick inside me.
"Oh, no. Not tonight," he said, laughing kind of devilishly.
His fingers were still interlocked with mine and he pulled my right hand do the edge of the bed. He reached over the edge of the bed and grabbed the end of a rope. I got kind of nervous, but mostly turned on as I laughed and playfully tried to resist him.
He usually played along when I resisted him if we were just messing around or tickling, but this time, he overpowered me. He wrapped my wrist in rope twice before tying it. As I figured he would, he then leaned to my left side over the bedside and found the other end of the rope - he pulled it, which tightened the right side. The rope was under the mattress, so pulling on my left side pulled the right side tight. I gasped, unexpectedly turned on by this, as he tied my left hand as well.
Once he was satisfied that I was tied securely, he came to the center and kissed me deeply. I felt like my pussy was on fire as he rubbed his naked body up against mine. I knew I was his to play with and I had no control, and I loved it. He trailed kisses up my neck and ears, stopping to lick and kiss like he knew I loved. He moved down to my chest and peeled back my front-clasp bra, burying his face between my tits.
"I could just fuck these right now, couldn't I?" he said, teasingly. "You would have no way to stop me. I can just use your body for my pleasure if I wanted."
He straddled me, slapping my tits with his hard cock. He slapped each nipple with his cock then caressed my neck and face with it.
"You like that dick, huh? You want it in your mouth?"
I moaned as he teased me, not letting me lick his cock. "Please let me suck it - it's so hard, I want to taste it." I moaned as he slapped me gently with it from cheek to cheek.
Instinctively, I tried to reach for it, but got nowhere as I was so securely tied. The resistance of the rope against my skin turned me on even more as Ben moved down my body, kissing a line from my lips to my belly. When he got to my belly, he slowed down, gently licking small circles around on my stomach. He started to lick the spot right next to my panty-line, and once he got the desired reaction
of me squirming, began to flutter his tongue. God, I loved when he did that. It felt like a mini vibrator wherever he put his tongue. I felt myself getting wetter as I squirmed my hips back and forth. I wrapped my legs around his back, trying desperately to bring his pelvis to mine. He easily overpowered my legs and continued down my belly to my legs, obviously avoiding my pussy area.