1. Shibari


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    dragged her nails across my chest and kissed the trail she had made with her nails. Her hands slide to my sides and she lowered herself, slowly. Kissing and breathing hard on my torso. She kneeled, wrapped her arms around my waist and nestled her cheek into my lower abdomen. I was hard, my cock was fully erect. Mandy brushed her breasts against it. Lightly at first, but as she got more excited, she pressed her breasts against it. She tensed up and shook for a few seconds. “Fuck,” she moaned softly. Mandy stood up suddenly and apologized, “I am so sorry, Gil. I got carried away.” Her face was red with embarrassment. She reached for the rope and tried to untie it from the ring. “Mandy,” I calmly called to her. “You did nothing wrong and have nothing to be embarrassed about. I did not tell you stop. We agreed that this session was to serve as an introduction and provide insight. Emotions are powerful. You must learn to control them when necessary and let them flow through you, when you want to enjoy the moment. What you are feeling is nothing to be embarrassed about.” “I’m sorry, Gil. I can’t untie the stupid knot!” she began to panic as her hands fumbled with the rope. I grabbed the running ends of the rope at the end of the slip knot and placed it in her hand. I gripped her hand and held it in place. “Mandy, look at me,” I sternly ordered. She looked at me and waited for me to say something. “If you panic, you are no good to me, if I needed you untie me or cut the rope in a ...
    hurry. Relax, I am fine,” I assured her. She nodded. “Take a few seconds, calm down and regain control.” She exhaled hard, took a deep breath and nodded her head again. “Good girl,” I smiled. “Now, when you are ready, pull the rope hard and it will slip free of the ring. Besides, it looks a hell of a lot cooler and sexier pulling the rope when you are in total control.” She pulled on the rope and it slipped free. She sighed in relief, brought her hands to her face and laughed out loud. I slipped my bound arms over her and hugged her tight. “Thank you,” she whispered in to my chest. “Would you like to stop?” I asked her. “Would you mind if we took a short break?” she apologetically asked. “Not at all,” I smiled. She sat on the couch and I brought her a bottle of water. She twisted the cap off the bottle and took a sip. “I hope you don’t think I was leading you on, Gil. I got caught up in the moment. It’s been a long time, since I…” she started to explain and abruptly stopped. “No worries, Mandy. I was caught up in the moment also. And I don’t think your intentions were to lead me on. What we are doing is sexually arousing, I quite enjoyed you touching me,” I replied. “I am tired of feeling like this. It’s been a long time since I have been intimate with someone, Gil. I am very hesitant to allow myself to get close with anyone. My last relationship ended in a very ugly way and I had to deal with constant harassment, long after the break up. I moved to Toronto, to get away from ...
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