I was laying in my bed anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mr. B, I wore a black corset, black fishnet stockings, and a black choker. My large breasts were desperately trying to free themselves from the tight corset. I was feeling brave and adventurous tonight. He had a key to my apartment and I had told him to let himself in. We had been dating for about seven months now and I had never been happier.
Oh, and I was tied up. That was a difficult feat for me. I slipped both my wrists in fur straps attached to my headboard. My feet were hooked into straps on my footboard. I was very nervous but determined to go through with it. Then, I heard the front door open.
I bit my lip as I heard him walking down the hall.
"Hello? Kimmi?" he called.
"In the bedroom," I replied.
Then I saw him in the doorway. I was spread eagle on my bed giving him a perfect view of my already wet pussy. His face showed his surprise. I suddenly became a little embarrassed and tried to pull my knees together but the straps held them apart.
"Well, what have we here?" he said in his sultry voice.
"I've been waiting for you, honey," I replied sweetly.
He slowly walked towards the bed looking me up and down. I felt my face flush as his eyes lingered on my most private areas. He walked to the head of the bed, smiled, and leaned down and kissed me roughly on my mouth. His hand grazed over my breasts trying to burst out of my corset. I groaned as his thumb found my taut nipple. I felt a rush to my head as he expertly rubbed each nipple.
"Mmmmm, I really like this," Mr. B said tugging on my corset. "You look so good."
He pulled off his shirt revealing his toned chest and abs. God, he was sexy.
"What are you going to do to me, baby?" I whispered.
"I have many ideas, Kimmi," he replied. "I see you have solved the issue of your wiggling around all the time. I think I will start by testing out your straps."
He leaned over me and started kissing my neck. I was already hot and pulling against my straps. This man knew how to turn me on. He slowly worked his way down my body. He settled between my legs and slipped his hands under my round, soft bottom. I was looking down at him in breathless anticipation. He started his tease. He gently nipped my inner thighs. I pulled my legs hard against the straps, but they wouldn't give.
"Unstrap me!" I begged. "I need to move."
"No my dear. You don't," he answered. He turned me slightly and gave me a few hard smacks on my bottom.
I thought I would lose my mind with his teasing. He kept kissing and licking up and down my inner thighs. Sometimes he would gently nip me which drove me wild.
"Please," I begged with ragged breath.
"Please what?" he asked. "Tell me what you want Kimmi."
"Please kiss my special spot. Pleeeease," I whimpered. "I can't take your teasing!"
He softly kissed my inner thigh once more and then his tongue found my sweet spot. I arched off the bed with the sensation. God this man was good. I started moaning with each flick of his tongue. He held my bottom tightly and buried his face in my pussy. I screamed out. He continued this ecstasy until I was squealing with every lick. I was about to release when he suddenly stopped.
"Nooooo," I pleaded.
"I will tell you when you can cum, Kimmi," he said sternly.
"Please, don't stop," I pleaded again.
Mr. B lifted himself up and gave me a mischievous smile. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He slid off his pants and underwear and moved up with his knees by my shoulders. He had his big dick inches from my face.
