Emma visits Simon.

After their exhausting encounter in Emma's apartment, Simon and Emma agreed to meet up again only when they had fully recharged their desires and strength. It did not take long, because each of them was constantly replaying that encounter in their minds, and becoming aroused again. It had been a memorable experience, and they didn't want to spoil it with a more disappointing sequel, so they took a day or two before they met again.

This time Emma visited Simon's apartment, bringing a large bag of silk scarves with her.

They had both performed their ritual ablutions beforehand, freshening and cleaning their bodies in preparation.

Simon's apartment was identical in layout to Emma's so it felt comfortably familiar when she entered, and being just next door, she was able to cover her total nakedness with a long coat, for the short dash between apartments. Simon was puzzled at first to see her arrive so fully dressed, it seemed, but delighted when she unbuttoned and opened her coat to reveal her completely naked body beneath.

They hugged closely, her coat encircling Simon too, and she could feel the urgency in his body as they pressed together.

“Well,” said Simon, “you're in charge this time, Emma. So you set the pace of the evening. I know we've agreed that the ear buds didn't really help, because we want to talk to each other, but I see you've brought the scarves and blindfold; they will focus me on the senses of touch, scent and taste. I think we can use the same 'safe word' don't you? So you will free me if I say 'Kumquat'.”

Emma teased him by saying, “Well, maybe I will, Simon. It depends if you've satisfied me by then!”

She allowed her coat to fall from her shoulders and slowly undressed Simon; that didn't take long, because he had dressed for simplicity, but she made him stand before her in his briefs for a little while. She had to kneel in front of him, to help him step out of his jeans, and her cheek brushed against the bulging material of his briefs.

She grinned, saying “You want me to release you, don't you, Simon, but you'll have to wait a while!” Then she sat back on her haunches, with her hands on his hips, and simply stared at his growing bulge. She was wondering how long it would take before the head emerged above the elastic of his waistband.

She did not have to wait too long before the blood pumping through Simon's cock forced the head past the resistance of the elastic, and it emerged in front of her eyes.

As his waistband slipped below the contours of the swollen head, it pressed his cock firmly against his flat belly, and the head nestled against his navel. She sighed and slipped her fingers inside the elastic, carefully stretching it to release Simon's cock into full view, while she rolled his briefs down his thighs.

Simon could not resist grasping Emma's head in his hands, and pulling her towards him, but she turned to one side, pressing her cheek against his cock, and said, “No, Simon, I am in charge today. You will do what I tell you...”

Simon swallowed hard and looked up at the ceiling. He had agreed to this, after all.

Emma stood then pressed her naked body against his, squeezing his cock against her belly to rise above her navel, while her soft breasts, topped with hard nipples, rubbed against his chest. She reached around him to grasp the cheeks of his ass and pull him even more firmly against her. She was enjoying these sensations so much, and didn't want them to end; they had both been starved of human touch for so long.

She slowly released her grasp and stepped back, taking his hand to lead him to the bedroom, where she instructed him to lie flat on his back on the bed, just as she had done before. He did so willingly, of course, knowing that he was about to be tied and blindfold, just as she had been. It did not take long.

Emma whispered, “Can you see anything at all, Simon? Can you move your arms and legs?”

Simon said he could not, except for some slight give in the silk scarves which bound him, when he really tried. But he could definitely not escape now, except by calling the 'safe word'.

He tried to relax and accept his 'fate', but his cock would not relax, and it twitched and pulsed against his belly, waiting for Emma's touch. That did not come for some minutes, while he heard her prowling around the bed, studying him from every angle.

Suddenly, without warning, he felt the sharp edge of her fingernails, tracing from his nipples, down over his belly. As they approached his cock, it jerked in anticipation, then stood proud as her nails traced slowly down from the tip of his swollen head, spreading a line of pre-cum down the length of his shaft... oh, so slowly!

Her fingers of both hands encircled his balls, slightly lifting and weighing them, although they were tightly gripped against his body now. She held them tight, and he wondered what would happen next.

That was soon answered, as he felt her soft wet lips encircle the head of his cock, and she sucked noisily on it, swirling her tongue around the rim, grazing the edges with her sharp white teeth.

He breathed deeply and steadily, trying to maintain calm and resisting the primal urge to thrust his hips forward. She was in control, after all, and he knew she had his pleasure in mind as well as her own.

She made a circle of her thumb and forefinger, and forced it over the head of Simon's cock, lubricated by her own saliva. When it passed over the rim, she tightened her grip and slid it slowly down the full length, to press hard against the root, and held it there. His cock strained upwards, against her pressure, and he could feel the head throbbing urgently, while she studied it closely. After a moment or two, she released her grip, and he gasped with relief.

Emma stood back and smiled. She could do whatever she wanted with Simon now! Her head was filled with possibilities, but she knew she had to prolong the occasion as much as possible, for her own pleasure as well as Simon's.

He lay there in the silence, but he could hear her breathing alongside him as she studied his body.

When she leaned in close, to study every muscle, every hair, and every prominent vein of his cock, he could feel her breath on his skin. He wondered what she would do next, but he did wish she would do something very soon!

After a few long minutes of study, Emma decided. She had pondered whether to make him shoot it all over her body, squeezing his cock between her breasts, then massaging his cum into them, greasing her nipples with it. She had wondered whether to fuck him, and in what ways... in her pussy or her ass? In the end, she decided she wanted to taste and swallow his cum first, then allow him to recover sufficiently to fuck his cock at length.

Simon felt the bed move under Emma's weight as she straddled his body, and felt her breasts against his belly, the nipples hard. He felt her lips encircle him again, and her hands press his thighs down onto the bed, while her mouth inexorably engulfed much of his cock. He gasped and grunted in appreciation, as her tongue swirled around him.

Suddenly, he was overcome with the strong scent of Emma's wet pussy, as she lowered herself towards his mouth. Of course, he knew what was expected of him!

While she gorged on his cock, he probed her pussy with his tongue and licked her clit whenever she presented it for his attention. The rocking of her hips, the pressure of her pussy against his mouth, and the depth and strength of her sucking on his cock, all increased steadily in speed and intensity.

He could feel his cock being pressed more and more deeply into her mouth, and beyond. On a couple of occasions, she gagged and paused briefly, when her enthusiasm overcame her best judgement. Ultimately, he felt the head of his cock engage with her throat, and as she gulped, her muscles rippled around him, threatening to make him cum instantly.

She recognised the signs of his imminent orgasm, and coordinated the pressure of her clit against his mouth, in an attempt to synchronise with him.

Emma half withdrew his cock, and grasped the rock-hard shaft with one hand, pumping up and down while she focused on the head. They were both grunting and groaning now, and Simon shouted out in warning as he came.

Emma held his cock still in her mouth while his cum spurted against the back of her throat, then filled her mouth. That triggered her own orgasm, and she forced her pussy hard down on Simon's mouth, trembling, fluttering and leaking copious juices over him, while she desperately tried to swallow all of the salty cum he was shooting into her mouth.

In the main, she succeeded, though some escaped when she tried to savour the taste by swirling it around her mouth. As she withdrew his softening cock, cum dripped from her chin onto Simon's belly.

They were both shivering with the release of built-up tension, as Emma collapsed full length on top of Simon's body, before rolling aside.

She said, “Wow, Simon, that was quite something! I think I need to clean myself up- you too!”

He heard her leave the room, then return from the bathroom with a warm flannel to wash down his body, but she made no move to release him from his bonds and he did not ask her to.

As she washed him, she noted already the first signs of his recovery. His cock twitched as she cleaned him, and his balls tightened again. She thought they must be working overtime, but couldn't possibly produce the volume of cum she had just swallowed. Perhaps that might mean that it would take him even longer to cum, when she fucked him?

She lay down alongside him, one arm over his chest, and her breasts pressed against him.

Simon said, “What do you have in mind now, Emma? It will take me a little while to recover, you know, but do you want to keep me tied while we wait?”

“I think I do,” said Emma. “And perhaps I can help your recovery by telling you how magnificent your cock is, and how wonderful your cum tasted when you filled my mouth to overflowing... I just couldn't swallow it fast enough!”

Though he could not see her, he turned his head towards her. “I loved your scent and taste as well,” he said, “it was a little difficult to find my way, without being able to see, but I think I managed!”

“Oh Simon, you certainly did!” said Emma, “like a bee to a flower, your tongue found its way by instinct.”

She stroked his flank, then his chest, teasing his nipples, her hands drifting down to his belly, then around his hips and down his strong thighs. Her hand drifted upwards along the inside of one thigh, to find his balls tightening even more.

Then one finger ran up the length of his cock, lying flat against his belly, and she squeezed the head gently between two fingers. It responded, and so she squeezed him at the base, and then every inch or so up the shaft, until she squeezed the head again.

Meanwhile she circled and stroked his balls with her other hand, occasionally squeezing them gently, too.

His cock was hardening again.

Emma played with him for some time, entertaining herself by observing the pulsing veins and the throbbing head, while she tested his hardness. After a few minutes, she concluded that he was ready for the next stage of their experience.

She flicked her forefinger against Simon's erect cock, noting the satisfying firm sound, and said, “Simon, you seem as hard as steel again! Are you ready for me to impale myself on you and ride you to the finishing line now?”

Simon could only grunt his acceptance. He felt the bed move under her weight again, as she straddled him, but this time, her mouth engaged with his and she kissed him deeply. He could still taste his own cum on her lips.

He felt her shift her weight forwards, pressing her breasts against his chest, while she reached between her thighs to grasp Simon's cock, and guide it into position between her dripping pussy lips.

She placed her hands on his shoulders, lifted herself up, and slowly, oh so slowly, she pressed down on him, squeezing his thick cock steadily into her cunt. He resisted bucking his hips and allowed her total control over the depth and speed of the initial penetration, but eventually he was fully embedded inside her. She stayed there, and he felt her rhythmically contracting her muscles to squeeze against his steely cock. She rocked slightly back and forth, exulting in the sensations which coursed through her body, spreading from her clit, up through her gut to her nipples and down her thighs to her toes.

She dropped her head to kiss him deeply again, but before their mouths engaged, she whispered hoarsely, “ I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!”

And so it began.

She steadily raised herself above him, and looked down at the glistening shaft as it emerged between her thighs, then equally slowly, pressed down on him again, until her clit pressed against his body.

This was repeated several times, though the pace inevitably increased, and the clash of her clit against him became stronger each time; she felt his cock seem to grow even more, and when she slammed down on him, the head now clashed against her cervix, deep inside her.

She tried to pace herself, to prolong the pleasure, but the urge to thrust faster and harder was irresistible. She pounded down onto his hips and her breasts bounced up and down, while she sat up and leaned back against him. She angled her hips to draw the maximum pleasure from each thrust, rubbing the head of his cock against her inner walls, until she could stand it no longer.

Simon could not stand this much longer either, and strained against his restraints, trying to sit up against her vertical body, but it was impossible for him to move freely.

Ultimately, she screamed as she brought herself to a mighty climax, impaled on Simon's cock, leaning back against him, rubbing him against her inner walls. She froze still on top of him, and her cunt gripped him with convulsions, forcing him to cum. While she shook above him, he emptied himself inside her again, until she collapsed full length on top of him, her breasts squashed against his chest, and her head alongside his.

They stayed entangled in this way for minutes. It almost seemed as though she had slept briefly, without disengaging from him. When he rocked his hips side to side, she came back to life again, and kissed him on the lips.

She lifted slowly from him, still feeling every tingling sensation as they parted, and the dribbling of their combined juices from her pussy.

She rolled aside and hurried to release Simon's bonds. What she wanted most of all now was to feel his arms around her, hugging her close, pressing her breasts against him. They lay side by side, arms and legs enwrapped, and both fell into deep, satisfied sleep.

When they woke, it was dark, but their eyes shone as they looked at each other.

In the morning light, they went hand in hand to the shower, and meticulously cleaned every nook and cranny of each other's body. Then they patted each other dry with soft towels, and prepared breakfast.

There was no need to tell each other how they had felt about the previous evening; they both knew that it had been an ecstatic experience, beyond any words, really.

However, having listened to the latest News, they did need to make plans.

“There is a lot of talk about a new 'wave' of Covid,” said Simon, “and perhaps they will reintroduce more stringent controls again. I don't think I could bear to go back to seeing you only at a distance, and not being able to actually touch you again.”

“I wouldn't be able to stand that either,” said Emma, “and I don't think anyone would actually know if we broke those rules, do you? I suppose a nosey neighbour or someone could 'inform' on us, but its unlikely, isn't it?”

“I think so,” said Simon, “but we could play it safe by declaring ourselves a single 'household' right now, so no-one could tell us to separate ever again. If we decide later that we want to, then so be it, but for the time being I think we should make it known to everyone that we have 'moved in together', don't you? We don't have to be specific about which apartment we live in, I don't think, so we can keep both.”

“Sounds like the most unromantic engagement I've ever heard of!” said Emma, “but I accept. I think we can get through anything together, but apart would be impossible.”

And so, they did, and they are still together now.