1. Helpless - His First Time


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: RileySapphire, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    She lovingly removes my bound wrists from the headboard, and ties the rope from them to the foot of the bed, securing my hands together at my pelvis, my fingertips just barely able to graze my cock, trapped within the boxers. She lifts a leg over my head, exposing herself to me and I find that I am grateful. I savor the scene of her bare sex displayed for me, eager lips moistened and clit swollen. I begin to instinctively graze my fingers over the portion of myself that I am allowed to reach. "Touch yourself if you want, boy, but you best pay attention to me ." I nod, blushing that she caught me touching myself. Surely she expected it; she tied my hands there after all. She runs her finger through her lips, gathering up her juices and shows me the glistening result before sliding her finger into her own mouth, moaning in delight. It is a strange, delicious torture to watch her. All I want is to feel her, taste her, touch my aching cock and she is keeping control over all of these things. The very idea makes me hot all over and pulses of pre-cum tease at the fabric of my underwear. But I can't touch her. I can't do anything - except watch her fingers grace through her lips, wet and glistening. I am obsessed. I have to taste her. I lick my lips in anticipation. She notices. "Oh?" she asks with a playful tone, "would you like to help?" She is such a tease. I need it. I need to taste her. I don't know what to say. My mind races. What's the right answer? I've never done this ...
    before. But, I mean, I want my tongue against her, God, right in my face. Of course, I... "I..." "I want your honesty," she reminds me. "I do. I mean, I would." "Then ask. " “What?” I manage. “Ask for what you want, politely and properly like a good boy.” I feel my throat dry and my words escape me as the embarrassment of admitting my desire fights with the sexual tension she is expertly building inches from my face. My breathing speeds up as I try to put together letters into words into a sentence that will please her. I’m so nervous. "I can wait for your answer," she giggles, " but not for long." She speeds up her rhythmic rubbing, beginning to moan, threatening to orgasm. A whimper escapes from the back of my throat. "Please..." my voice is higher, softer than I expected. "Very good first try, pet. Give it another go, more earnestly, now." "Please!?" I call to her, this time a little to desperate as I feel my sexuality begin to overpower my nerves. She moans again and now she is simply taunting me, enticing me with her tongue. "Mmm, it's gonna be too late soon,” she sings. “I'm gonna cum all over that pretty little face and you're never going to get a chance to taste… this ." She removes her finger and glides her juices over my lips before returning to work on her now dripping pussy. Oh God, the taste, I lick my lips and take in the sweet tanginess of her. My world is focused on her. There is no one, nothing, but her. I need her. I need to taste that sweetness again. I am a ...
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