‘Yes yes yes yes YES,’ I screamed as I came again. I came so hard, that when he lifted his head from between my thighs he was shining with me. He kneeled up and my innards pulsated, then gently slowed down to a quiver and as my body stopped shaking, he slowly withdrew his two fingers from my bottom, the sensation was amazing. I lay there limp and panting as he sat admiring the fruition of his efforts then stood up.
‘You’re not going to fuck me?’ I gasped in horror.
‘O yes, but not yet. We’re nowhere near me fucking you yet,’ he winked.
He went into the bathroom and I heard him run the taps in the sink, wash his hands and splash water on his face. He walked back drying himself with a towel, which he secured around his waist, his hard on protruding through it. I groaned at the sight in front of me. His soft blond hair was gently tousled, his piercing blue eyes shone brightly, his lips were engorged and moist. His shape, he was so solid but so soft at the same time, expect for that enormous erection of his brushing against the towel hiding it from my eyes. It was hard to believe that only hours earlier he’d been sobbing in my arms.
‘What?’ he asked smiling.
‘You’re magnificent,’ I whispered as my cheeks heated up.
‘No, you are baby, I’ve never met anyone like you,’ he said as he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He traced his finger from my mouth, down my body to pause in my wetness, then back up again and made me suck his finger. He cupped my face with his hands and kissed me gently and got up and walked to the bedroom door.
‘Where are you going?’ I exclaimed.
‘I need some supplies,’ he winked and disappeared from view.
I tried to turn onto my side to see the clock, but it was too far and my wrists wouldn’t let me go any further. I looked down at my breasts and could see the odd bite mark bruise slowly appearing, he was so primal. I’d never tell him but I quite liked the fact that he’d felt the need to try and mark me, to claim me as his, it showed he wasn’t as self-assured as he made out. I felt as if I’d laid there naked and cuffed for an eternity so I started to imagine what he might do to me on his return and got excited. I wanted to touch myself to the thought of him, but with my hands still anchored I wriggled my knees up and clenched my thighs together so I could grind against them. I sighed as I got a little buzz of sensation from my efforts and closed my eyes with the pleasure, opening them again suddenly when I heard him.
‘O no you don’t.’ He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back down the bed until I was fully out stretched and pulled my legs apart.
‘Gabe I’m so horny.’
‘Still?’
‘Yes.’
‘Haven’t I made you come many times this morning?’
‘Yes, many many times, but I want to come more, I want you to make me come more. Please,’ I begged.
He smiled and reached to the bedside table and picked up a bowl of fresh strawberries and popped one in his mouth, grinning as he slowly ate it and licked the juice from the corner of his mouth, he looked so young and carefree this morning. I tilted my head to watch him as he took another between his teeth and leaned towards me. I gently reached up and tried to take it from his mouth, but he wouldn’t let go, so I gripped with my teeth and we bit it together. As the juice ran all over our mouths we licked it off each other’s lips. He fed another to me, then another. They were so cold, sweet, ripe and delicious. I watched as he fished in the bowl and ate a few himself, before selecting a really large one. He bit his lower lip and raised his eyebrows as he smiled at me, then rolled it down my stomach.
I gasped as I realised where he was going with it, I felt it cold between my legs until he slowly pushed it up inside me. I didn’t think he could turn me on any more than he’d done already, but he kept proving me wrong. He inserted his fingers and as he stroked I felt the firmness of the strawberry give way as it disintegrated and leaked inside me and I climaxed quickly. He pulled his fingers out and made me lick the sweet sticky juice off them and then he got down between my legs again and licked me out. I was writhed and cursing as his hand reached up to caress my belly and knead my breasts. He kissed me again before taking an ice cube out of the glass of water next to him and running it down my throat and around my nipples. He leaned in and sucked it into his mouth and ran it up and down my body. I heard the his hand fumbling for more ice cubes as they clattered around in the glass and suddenly he inserted them into me hard as he caressed my clit and made me come again. As cold water started to leak from me, he stood up and ripped off his towel.
‘O thank god, fuck me please,’ I groaned, but he climbed onto the bed onto all fours facing the wrong way. What was he doing? As he moved into position with his mouth over me, his erection and balls hung in front of my face I realised what he was up to. God this was so hot. I strained, the cuffs biting into my wrists as I pushed my head forwards to try and take him into my mouth as he sucked on my clit. When I finally caught him and he slid down into my mouth, I felt him groan into me as he sucked the ice cubes, remaining water and strawberry juice out of me. The fleeting thought that my nice white sheets were going to be ruined crossed my mind, but was quickly forgotten as his fingers reached down entered me. He caressed my g-spot as his lips sucked hard on my clit. As I moved around trying to reach my climax, I kept losing him from my mouth, which was probably a good thing as the thought of him coming in my mouth and me having to wait any longer for him to pound me was too much.
‘Gabe,’ I gasped as I released him again. ‘I want you now, fuck me. Please just fuck me.’ I didn’t care how desperate I sounded, I just needed him so badly. He sprung off the bed his eyes full of lust, he was ready. Thank god he was ready too. He expertly applied his condom and took more ice cubes and pushed them up inside me. Then he mounted me, hovering over me as he kissed me over and over.
‘God I love you so much, I could do this all day baby,’ he moaned as he slammed himself into me without warning, forcing me up the bed and I felt the tension in my arms relax, as the stretch on them shortened. We continued to kiss each other frantically as he thrust into me, I could feel the cold ice cubes pressing into my interior walls and melting as he powered into me, leaving no room for them.
‘O god that’s good …you feel so big … o god yes, don’t stop, harder … harder,’ I pleaded.
He ravaged my mouth with his as we bit and sucked each other’s lips and tongues. I was just about to come when he suddenly extracted himself from me and squeezed himself to stop from coming, just as he’d shown me how to do last night. I was furious and cursed him which only made him look even more pleased with himself. He got off me again and went over to the drawer I’d let him use. What was he doing? He hadn’t come, I know he hadn’t come, so he didn’t need another condom again.
I rattled my cuffs against the head post trying to get loose and see what was going on, but I wasn’t getting out of them until he undid that catch. He stood up, turned around and walked back towards the bed and I tried to see what was in his hands. When he sat at the edge of the bed and I finally saw, I gasped in horror. I knew exactly what I was looking at, I’d seen then on the site I’d got my vibrators from. He had a long set of graduated anal beads and a tube of lubricant.
‘Gabe seriously?’ I exclaimed.
‘You said you were willing to let me do anything to you, I can stop as soon as you say the words, you remember the words don’t you?’
‘Yes.’
‘Do you need to say them already?’
I looked back at the beads then back at him and took a deep breath. ‘No, but so help me god they better be brand spanking bloody new. If you’re trying to use toys on me that you’ve used with other girls, I’ll kill you,’ I hissed.
‘Mia, what do you take me for? I got these especially for you, for us. I’ve never used toys with any other girl before, I’ve never wanted to.’
He leaned over and kissed me for a minute before coming up for air. He squeezed some lubricant into his palm and I watched as he massaged it up and do
wn and around the beads. This was so wrong, but then why was I so turned on? He climbed back up onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs and instructed me to bend my knees and move my feet up the bed. I closed my eyes and did as I was told.
‘I’m going to put some lubricant on you first. It’s going to feel cold.’ It was, strangely it felt colder than the ice cubes as he massaged it around and then gently inserted some inside me. I was so turned on, what was wrong with me? ‘Are you ready?’ he asked.
I was too ashamed to say anything and kept my eyes firmly closed as I bit my lips and nodded. I felt him gently push the end into me and I held my breath and felt myself stretch first, then relax as the first bead entered me. Then he pushed again and the second went in, then the third. I could tell that this was as full as I’d been with his fingers, any more and I was in unchartered territory but the need to prove to him that I could do it, also the need to please him, was so strong I knew I’d no choice.
‘Ok baby?’
‘Yes,’ I whispered as I felt myself straining to let the next one enter. I gasped as I felt myself stretch around it and then clench as it made its way it and I felt Gabe gently twist them around in me and all my interior nerves screaming at me.
‘Shit,’ I moaned.
‘Does that feel good?’
‘Yes,’ I whispered it so quietly I barely heard myself.
‘Another?’
‘I don’t know, I feel so full Gabe.’
‘You have four in you and there are four more to go, each bigger than the first. Do you think you can try another for me? You have no idea how hot you look right now.’
‘Gently Gabe, please be gentle with me?’ I begged. He was as he pushed in number five and I whimpered and started to thrash on the bed. It was painful, but so good at the same time, I was on the verge of coming. ‘No more, I can’t take any more Gabe.’
‘Are you sure? You’ve not used the words. You have to use the words for me to stop baby. Use them and I’ll stop and remove them,’ he said softly. I took several deep breaths as I felt him apply some more lubricant to me and I tried to focus on relaxing as I felt the too familiar strain as the sixth bead started to make its entrance.
‘Shit. Shit. Shit … SHIT,’ I moaned as it popped into place. He rotated them around as my feet stamped up and down on the bed again, heightening the sensations firing off inside me.
‘O god baby you’re so amazing to do this, I’m going to make sure you I fuck you really well so you come again and again,’ he said with wonder in his voice.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as the seventh got half way in stretching me to my maximum. ‘I can’t, Gabe I can’t it’s too much please stop.’ He hesitated but gently applied pressure until it squeezed all the way in. ‘I quit, I quit please,’ I sobbed and buried my face into my arm. I felt totally humiliated lying here with this thing in me. I couldn’t bear for him to see me like this, like a desperate slut. He crawled up the bed peppering my body with kisses as he went. He cupped my chin and pulled my face out of my arm. I kept my eyes squeezed firmly shut.
‘Baby look at me,’ he begged.
‘I can’t,’ I whispered.
‘Why not?’
‘Because I don’t want you to look at me like this. It’s not normal what you’re doing and I like it, I like it ok? I’m just a big whore and I don’t want you to look at me.’ I felt his breath on my face as he kissed me, his tongue forcing open my lips and I’d no choice but to respond and groan in pleasure.
‘You’re not a big whore, I love that you’re so willing to try these things to please me. It’s because I love you so much that I want to give you every experience you can possibly feel. You turn me on so much baby, look at me please, I hate not looking into your beautiful eyes.’
I opened them slowly and saw him gazing down at me, god the look on his face was so soft, he really did seem to love me and I couldn’t fathom why. I held that contact as he lowered himself down and pushed his way into me. Both of us groaned loudly. The beads already in my rear seemed to have narrowed my vaginal canal, so he felt huge as he pushed in. I felt the beads move, both of the two items inserted in me were pressing together. He started thrusting into me gently and slowly, I was writhing beneath him, my wrists were burning I was pulling so hard against the cuffs.
‘Harder,’ I begged him as I squeezed and relaxed all of my muscles around him and the beads. He speeded up but I needed more. ‘Gabe harder, please don’t hold back.’
He ramped it up another couple of levels and rammed into me again and again, finally doing as I’d asked. It was the hardest he’d fucked me to date. I felt myself climax, just as I was coming down from it he stopped and suddenly pulled out leaving me moaning and trashing trying to keep the orgasm from subsided. The more I moved the more the beads stimulated me. I looked up at him as I gasped and panted. ‘How can you stop? That was so good, you were so good, please I need you back inside me.’
He grinned at me as he released his hold on himself. ‘You better hold onto that bedrail tight then, you’re going to come so hard, as I was holding back baby.’
My eyes widened in shock. ‘You were holding back?’
He nodded. I just couldn’t comprehend how he could fuck me any harder, he was a machine. He smiled as he grabbed both of my ankles, lifting them up and pulling my legs apart. I groaned as the beads moved in me and pressed down against them. He instructed me to hold my legs in the air, while he positioned himself and then ordered me to drape my legs over his shoulders. I didn’t think it was possible for him to excite me any more than he already had, but as he leaned down towards me and my knees pressed into my chest, I felt myself completely elongated inside when he dove into me and I screamed with joy at the sensation.
I came within the first few thrusts shouting his name, begging him to release me, so I could touch him. He shook his head and pushed in even further as he leaned down to kiss me, I was totally and utterly plugged from top to bottom in every orifice. My body convulsed as wave after wave of orgasm hit me and he surfed them again and again. I sobbed and frantically clutched at the bed railing to try slow him down, but it was a waste of time, he was on a mission. He’d promised to fuck me so hard I’d feel it for days and there was no way he was going to go back on his word. With each withdrawal the beads started to work their way down, then as he rammed back into me, I felt his balls slapping my bottom and pushing them back in, over and over and over. I was on complete sensation overload.
‘I need to touch you, please let me touch you,’ I begged.
I wanted to hold him, to feel his entire body against mine and to hold on for dear life, but he continued to ignore me and ramped us his pounding of me again, surely he couldn’t go any quicker or harder. As I climaxed again, I wondered if it was possible to be fucked to death, death by multiple orgasm.
‘I can’t take anymore, please, please please come Gabe, you have to come,’ I groaned as tears started to roll down my cheeks ‘It’s too much, you’re too much stop, please stop,’ I implored.
It only served to spur him on even more and he grabbed hold of the bed railings wrapping his fingers around mine and used his grip to help him pull and push even harder, grunting each time he slammed into me. The brass balls on ends of the headboard were bashing into the wall and I could feel the whole bed moving with us. Our stomachs glided over each other’s, slick with perspiration. I looked up at him through my tears as my body built up to yet another orgasm, his face was contorted, he was fighting coming and he looked in so much pain.
‘I quit Gabe,’ I cried out. ‘I quit, please come for me,’ I was exhausted, running on fumes.
He opened his eyes and looked down at me as I came for the final time. My back arched up, my knees pushed down into my chest, my hands clawed at the rails as I started to thrash my head from side to side. I heard him groan as he ejaculated and felt his hand move quickly to my bottom and as my orgasm started to peak, he firmly and quickly pulled out the beads in one swift move.
I felt each and every one as they popped their way out, my nerves were on fire. The combination of the removal of the beads and the two of us coming had me explode inside, screaming his name and he gasped as I felt myself wet him with my climax. I collapsed back onto the bed physically shaking, I had nothing left to give, I was totally spent. He groaned again as he spurted for the final time and called out my name and collapsed onto me, our chests heaving against each other’s.
I felt him reach up and undo my cuffs. I was so exhausted my eyes closed and even though my arms were sore and stiff, I couldn’t even summon up the energy to move them. I didn’t even protest as he slid out of me and climbed off. I felt his hands gently take mine and lower my arms down to my sides and he gently kissed my lips before carefully rolling me onto my side. I felt him pull the duvet over us and spoon behind me with his arms wrapped firmly around me and he kissed my hair.
‘Sleep baby, you’ve earned it, go to sleep now,’ he whispered. ‘I love you so much Mia.’
I was woken up by the sound of a car horn and went to stretch and winced as the muscles in my arms and thighs objected. I was alone in the bed, I slowly sat up and rubbed my wrists, which had red rings all the way around them from where the cuffs had rubbed them. I glanced at the clock, it was 10.40 already. I pulled back the duvet and groaned at the sight of the sheet below me. It was damp and stained a rich reddish pink from a combination of strawberry juice, water and perspiration.
I spotted Gabe’s white shirt from the night before hanging over the back of my dressing table chair and I picked it up and sniffed it. I could smell him all over it, it was divine. I pulled it over my head and it hung loosely on me, just covering my bottom. I turned up the sleeves and padded into the bathroom wriggling my hips gently, I was so stiff and my back was killing me. I gasped as I squatted down on the toilet, I was going to feel that burn in my thighs for days. I emptied my bladder and reached for the wet wipes and cleaned myself up as best I could, front and back, the lubricant stubbornly clinging to me. I was going to need another bath to get really clean.
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