He is bound to the bed by her chains,

She tells him it is his turn,

And there will be no pain.

He is blindfolded and left,

In the dark and silent room,

For what seems like hours.

She sits silently, 

Waiting and watching, Her lover's reaction.

He waits in anticipation,

For what he desires,

His tongue on her clit,

Moving down her slit.

He moans out,

At the thought of licking,

Her sweet tasting slit.

His cock grows and grows,

Until it is erect,

Throbbing and bobbing.

He moans and groans,

At the thought of licking

His lover's sweet sex.

He pulls on his chains,

As she straddles,

His muscular chest.

She places her finger,

On his full lips,

Tasting her nectar,

He lets out a groan.

His tongue reaches out,

And tastes licks the sweet nectar.

She moves so his tongue,

Swirling round and round,

Touches her clit.

He licks her pink swollen lips,

tasting her sweet nectar,

His tongue reaches in.

There are screams of pleasure,

As her thighs squeezed,

His head tighter and tighter.

She moves her slit against his mouth and nose,

As he moans and groans against her sex,

Sending shivers up her body.

She releases his hands from their chains,

He grasps her hips to hold her steady,

She screams out that she is cuming.

His tongue on her G-spot,

She cries out again,

Here comes my honey!

He licks and sucks all he can,

Not wanting to waste,

What he so desires.

With one last thrust against his face,

She slips to his side,

Holding him in a warm embrace.

With his blindfold still on,

She tells him it is time,

For him to cum.

Taking his hand she guides it to his cock,

She tells him that she will watch,

 As he strokes it himself.

He strokes and strokes and then it happens,

He screams out that he is cuming.

Removing his blindfold so he can see,

Her tongue licking up his sweet tasting cream,

Then swallow and swallow until it was all gone.

He held her in his arms,

Kissing her gently,

He said I love you.

A tear ran down his cheek,

She kissed the tear,

And then his cheek.

She sat up and took his hand,

Leading him upstairs,

To give her more pleasure.

The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events are products of the author's imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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