Sunday, 1 August 2010

Sunday Smutty Sunday



A Minxy original, I hope you like it.... *nervously blushes*

She gasped as she felt a hand slide up her naked body, he was early, smiling she woke fully and found she was bound to the headboard with velvet restraints, a blindfold round her eyes, her legs tied but with enough movement so that she could bend her legs. She knew if she spoke he would gag her, and she smiled. He knew just what she liked.

Her legs were pushed up and allowed to fall open laying her bare to his gaze, the anticipation was making her wet, her nipples tight nubs, her breasts swollen in pleasure and he hadn’t even begun yet. Something cold and wet splashed onto her breasts, champagne she thought as the bubbles teased her skin; it ran in rivulets down her torso, as more was poured onto her stomach, its slight curve forcing the liquid down into the swollen folds of her bare pussy.

She gasped as ice was rubbed onto her nipples, first one then the other, they were impossibly tight, begging for attention, but she knew she would have to wait for that. The ice followed the trail of liquid down her stomach; she waited, knowing what would happen. She moaned as it circled her clit, she could feel the heat of her clit melting it and its wetness mixing with her own. She mewled and arched as the melting ice cube was inserted into her slick channel.

She pulled against the restraints as she arched up looking for him, the she felt it, his breath, cold on her wet skin, she felt her skin pucker in delight as he followed the wet trail he had made, but still he didn’t touch her.

She was hot, panting in anticipation and wet, she could feel it dripping down her. Her left toes twitched as something flicked at them then moved up her leg, a feather. She sighed as the feather stroked her dry skin. Each fluffy finger teasing her, she was so turned on, then she felt it, them. Two hands, one gloved in velvet the other in leather. The velvet mitt polished her skin as the leather rubbed it, the leather glove circling her nipples, brushing them and making her moan, before pinching them. She arched up into his touch and felt his lips brush a nipple as the leather glove headed south.

A warm mouth tugged on a cold nipple as leather clad fingers rubbed her slit, she moaned and pulled on the restraints, trying to remain still but failing, stilling as the tongue and fingers stopped, smiling when they started again. As the mouth changed nipples three of the leather clad fingers began to fuck her, the thumb against her clit as he feasted at her breasts, the velvet glove rubbing at her hip.

She fought the sensations, knowing she wasn’t to come until he told her, breathing deeply and tamping it down as she got closer, the rise and fall of her chest giving away how close she was, but he refused to relent, nipping her nipples with his teeth and ripping a strangles moan from her. She could picture the smile on his face, so smug, but she didn’t care, she was so fucking close.

Just as she thought she would implode the sensation suddenly stopped.

She felt him cover her, her legs opened even wider, cradling his hips as he positioned himself at her entrance, so close to heaven she thought as he slowly fed his cock into her, teasing her, withdrawing and then pushing a little further, she whimpered, she couldn’t help it. The leather glove flicked her clit, before he plunged inside, lifting her hips to give him further depth. He was a perfect fit, so thick he rubbed all sided. She mewled in pleasure as he pumper harder, faster, deeper.

So close.

Hers! All Hers!

He leaned over her, his pelvis rubbing her clit with each thrust as he lowered her to the bed, putting his weight onto his hands as he thurst, again and again, relentless. With each thrust she spiralled higher, aware over every touch every sensation until it all overwhelmed her and the dam burst, screaming out, clamping down on him, contracting her muscles just as he liked it even as her channel spasmed, milking him as he roared and erupted in her.

He collapsed down on top of her, careful to keep most of his weight off her as he removed the blindfold and kissed her lips. “Hi honey I’m home,” he said smiling down at her.

“Tris,” she breathed, her heart fluttering under her lovers attention.

6 comments:

Belinda said...

Wow! That was freaking hot! The leather clad fingers were a nice touch. I was thinking it was V from BDB for a minute. lol

Lillie (AliseOnLife) said...

Gah! *drool*. I like the different textures. The velvet, the leather, the feather, even the ice... HOT!

Sparklybearsy said...

She fought the sensations, knowing she wasn’t to come until he told her

RAWRRRR Deliciously hot, Minxy!! you write such great things!

Minx said...

*blushes* thank you all so much!

Victoria said...

WOW what a home coming ;).

Minx said...

I know, wouldn't it be fun!!

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