The under-the-bed restraint system

As you drive out to Alan's house, you feel yourself getting wet, fantasizing about tonight. The roads are good, so you drive most of the way with a hand down your skirt, teasing yourself. You decide to park on the street in plain view so that Alan doesn?t freak when he finds a stranger in his house. Letting yourself in, you go to work, placing the straps at the head and foot of the bed. You wait until about four-thirty to get ready. After showering, going to the bathroom, and cranking up the thermostat, you sit down on the bed. You tie your ankles up and your right wrist, leaving one arm dangling.

Trying to relax, you close your eyes and breath deeply.

You dream of the white room again and this time it?s even more amazing than before. The whispers tell you sweet-nothings, the hands make you tingle, and your bliss is everlasting. When the perspective changes again, you fight not to wake up. But on the edge too long, you?re finally **** to open your eyes.

What you see is a long tongue, rolling up your slit. For a second, your heart races, scared, before you realize where you are. You were asleep when Alan came home! And now he?s making love to you with his mouth. You go to place a hand on his head when you come to find he?s locked your other arm, criss-cross, behind you.

Noticing you?ve awaken, he looks you in the eye, grins, then shakes his head. Before you can defend yourself, he?s on top of you, naked, kissing you, his erect cock laying in the valley of your chest. He?s in control of the kissing, though, as he repeatedly hover his lips just above yours, out of reach. Your whimpers do little but egg him on, as he fucks your tits, allowing you to lick the head of his cock with each stroke.

For the next thirty minutes he drives you crazy. Licking your ear, you can?t defend yourself as your body thrashes against the restraints. He continues his **** down your body, first with your armpits, then your sides, all the way down to your toes. Tickling each one with his tongue, you?d kick if not for being tied down. Tears of pleasure well up in your eyes before he stops, undoing the straps. You think he?s going to let you free, when all he does is cross your legs and strap them back in.

Crawling back onto the bed, he straddles your head and sits on your mouth. You take in his smell as one ball then another enters your mouth. You pleasure him the best you can, rolling him around your cheeks until he pulls out a few minutes later. Resting his penis on the edge of your lips, you flick your tongue over the tip, sending him into a frenzy. But before he cries, he?s able to back away and hop off the bed.

Thanks to having your arms and legs crossed, he turns you over onto your stomach, still restrained. Thankfully, he doesn?t spend too much time teasing, as he quickly returns to your snatch, plunging his tongue into your hole. You arch yourself the best you can, allowing him to go deeper. Just when he?s hitting the spot, he pulls out, replacing his tongue with his cock. Slowly, he enters, burying himself to the hilt. Pulling out, he rests his head on your clit. You shake your ass at him, as if to will him to fuck you some more. But he repeats the agonizing pattern, entering your canal, then pulling out.

Eventually, thankfully, he can barely take it after a while and picks up the speed. He picks up a steady rhythm, fucking you as far as he can go, then pulling out. With each thrust a scooping sound fills the room, but all you care is that he?s in you, pleasuring you. When he hits the point of no return, he makes no pretense in teasing. Grabbing your ass, he thrusts as hard as he can, shaking your whole body against the restraints, knocking the bed into the wall. Cursing, he empties his cock inside you, then pulls out to lick your clit. You squeal and buck against him, so he stops.

Standing up, he leaves the room. Collapsing against the bed, you sigh, wondering how much longer this will go on. Flipping you back over, he sits besides you and presents you with a Clementine. You eat each piece eagerly, sharing the last one, culminating in a kiss. He unties you before cradling you in his arms and kissing your face, obviously spent.

With the upper hand, you roll around until you?re on top. Throwing his hands behind his head, you reach around and tie up one of his wrists.

?Hey!? he objects unconvincingly.

You grin back at him and shake your head.

The End