by T. G. Haynes
Forcing him back down onto it, she quickly secured his ankles, then fastened the restraints around his wrists and tied them to the posts at the head of the bed. Richard realised that she hadn’t made a very good a job of securing his left wrist. He made a mental note to point this out to her once the game was over. Where was the fun in bondage if you could escape so easily?
‘So,’ she said, ‘Are you ready?’
‘Naturally,’ he replied, arrogantly.
With her right hand she clasped the zip on the catsuit between her thumb and forefinger and lowered it, seductively. Slowly, she exposed her flesh between her neck and pubis, until the suit fell slack enough to allow her to peel it from her arms and legs.
‘Strange’, Richard thought. Though the woman’s body looked familiar, it wasn’t Nadia’s. So, it was someone he didn’t know that was teasing him. ‘No matter’, he thought, still confident he would be able to resist her charms. That said, he couldn’t help mentally licking his lips, for the woman in front of him had an incredibly alluring figure.
Keeping her cat mask on - to ensure that he didn’t recognise her - the woman strode over to the near bedside cabinet and examined the array of vibrators and dildos on display. It was the latter that really caught her fancy - there were large ones, small ones, chunky ones, flesh like ones, black ones and a fabulous clear double ended one that was incredibly realistic to the touch. Opting for the double ended dildo, Catwoman made her way over to the bed. Rather pleasingly, she noticed that Richard’s cock was already starting to stiffen.
Clambering onto the bed she made a point of brushing against his hard on before positioning herself between his legs. Sitting down at the foot of the bed she proceeded to tease the dildo between her breasts. A bead of sweat fell from his brow as she lowered the toy towards the lips of her pussy. Tantalisingly, she massaged the tip of her clit with the dildo. Richard’s eyes widened in excitement and his cock grew even harder.
The woman continued to play with herself until her juices coated the end of the dildo. She was just about to take matters further when, with a last minute change of heart she sat up, leant forwards and teased the tip of the object around the crack of Richard’s arse. As she did so, his cock twitched reflexively.
‘Like that, do you?’ she asked.
‘What do you think?’
Delighted at how aroused he was, Catwoman took hold of his cock in her left hand and ran her fingers down the shaft. She toyed with him expertly until a sliver of pre-come spilt from the end. Lowering her head Catwoman lapped it up, causing him to tremble with anticipation.
‘I don’t think you understand the rules of the game correctly,’ he pointed out. ‘You can do that all you want, it won’t make any difference. In order for me to lose I have to willingly participate.’
‘Oh,’ the woman said, pretending to act all dumb and disappointed. Resuming her position at the foot of the bed, with a wry smile she added, ‘Perhaps this will do the trick then.’
Returning one end of the fake cock towards her pussy lips, the girl didn’t hesitate to insert a tip, catching her breath in the process. The double ended dildo must have been at least eighteen inches long. Richard watched transfixed as, inch by inch, the woman slid the shaft into her pussy. She didn’t stop until at least nine inches nestled inside her.
Richard licked his lips and imagined what it would feel like if his own cock was between her thighs. As Catwoman withdrew the sex toy, the shaft glistened with her stickiness. Reaching up the bed she offered the dildo to him. Straining forwards he eagerly licked the tip, revelling in the taste.
She waited until he had finished, then parted her pussy lips once more and re-inserted the dildo. His expression was one of pure lust as he watched her masturbate. She began with long, slow strokes, sliding the dildo in and out of herself rhythmically. Already wet with excitement, the fake cock easily glided between her lips. She opened her legs a touch wider as she upped the tempo, pleasuring herself exactly as a lover would.
Richard glanced up at his left wrist. It would be so easy to rip his hand loose out of the badly tied restraint and join in, but he knew that he must resist. Sensing his resolve strengthen, the woman slowed the tempo. Richard didn’t understand what she was up to. ‘That wasn’t the way to continue to arouse him’, he thought.
Once again he had underestimated her. The only reason she had slowed down was to enable herself to tease the other end of the dildo around the crack of her bottom. His eyes bulged as she slipped an inch or so inside her anus. Tentatively, she resumed masturbating, sliding the dildo in and out of her pussy and arse simultaneously. He watched on, mesmerised, as she increased the tempo once more. It was difficult to tell which of them was more excited. For her part, she was enjoying pleasuring herself so much she had almost forgotten that he was there. She luxuriated in the way that the sex toy satisfied her.
Pulling her legs back up towards her torso allowed the dildo to glide in and out even more smoothly. Her whole pussy felt like it was on fire. Not only that, her arse tingled excitedly too. Sensing that she was close to coming she opened her legs wider, to ensure that he enjoyed the view. Unable to control herself any longer, she let out a little yelp of excitement as she came.
Richard tried to close his eyes to the scene, he tried to fight against the desire that coursed through every fibre of his being, he tried to tell himself that he had no interest in the beautiful woman in front of him, but it wasn’t easy. Breathing deeply he just about managed to control his lust.
Gradually, her climax began to subside. Only then did she remove the dildo. She cocked her head to one side and regarded him in a slightly disappointed manner. ‘What’s the matter, don’t you want to join in?’
‘No,’ he lied.
With her right hand the woman began to stroke her clit. ‘I must say, I’m quite impressed. Especially given how desperately you’ve longed for me.’
As she continued to play with herself with her right hand, with her left Sylvia reached up and removed her face mask.
Richard couldn’t believe it. ‘You!’
‘Little old me,’ she said.
The colour rose in his cheeks as realisation dawned on him. The woman that he had ached to have sex with for weeks, the woman who was the recent object of his desires, the woman who he had courted unsuccessfully, was lying naked in front of him. As he struggled to control his longings, Sylvia inserted a finger inside her pussy, closed her eyes and resumed masturbating.
It was too much for Richard. Tearing his left wrist restraint loose, he yanked at the knot around his right arm. As he did so, Sylvia lay down on the bed and parted her legs invitingly. With maddening haste he threw off his ankle restraints, positioned himself above her and then sank his throbbing cock into her waiting pussy. Sylvia caught her breath.
‘What are you doing?’ she asked, as innocently as she could muster.
‘What does it look like,’ he gasped.
‘But what about the bet?’
‘Screw the bet,’ he cried, as he plunged in and out of her with reckless abandon.
Sylvia allowed herself to smile, realising the consequences of his actions even if he didn’t. The thought only registered momentarily though as she permitted herself to lie back and enjoy the moment. Quickly building up a steady rhythm he screwed her with real depth of feeling. Weeks of pent up frustration and longing went into each and every thrust.
Reaching around his shoulders she raked her fingernails down his back, causing him to cry out and go even faster. It wasn’t sex, it was pure animal lust. Sylvia loved it. After all of the fun with the dildo it was just what she ached for, a good hard fucking. As her second orgasm of the night began to build, she could tell that he was fast approaching climax.
‘Not yet,’ she whispered hoarsely, longing for him to stave off the inevitable until she had come again.
With great restraint he just about managed to control himself until the walls of her pussy felt as if they were aglow.
‘Now,’ she said.
Pistoning back and forth, he reached down and grasped the cheeks of her arse as he plunged into her one last time and came in a series of shuddering spurts that brought her to a satisfactory climax. As she felt his cock twitching inside her she wrapped her legs around his back and pulled him tight onto her, anxious to feel his last bursts of passion.
Finally, when their respective orgasms had subsided, she looked up at him and grinned.
‘What are you so happy about?’ he said.
‘What do you think,’ she replied.
Realisation suddenly dawned upon him.
‘No!’ he yelled, shaking his head, trying to deny what had taken place. It was no use though. His only hope now was that Kate had given in before him.
Escape
When Kate opened her eyes she found Dexter pacing around the room, anxiously biting his nails. He was so nervous he didn’t even notice that she had woken until she sat up. He stopped in his tracks and looked at her. Though he was dying to know what had gone on, he was too fraught to speak.
On the adjacent table, Richard awoke. Tearing the pads from his forehead he bolted upright and looked across at Kate. She eyed him coolly. He could tell that she knew.
At last, Dexter found his voice. ‘Well?’
With a coolness that belied the way she was really feeling, Kate peeled the pads from her forehead and grinned. Her smile said it all. Dexter bounded across the room to her, swept her up in his arms and hugged her tightly.
‘You star!’ he exclaimed, before kissing her. ‘I knew you could do it.’
She wrinkled her nose at him. ‘So, what’s my reward?’
‘How about another kiss?’
‘Make it two and you’re on.’
Happy to oblige, Dexter kissed her again and again. Only when they parted did Kate realise that Richard had absconded. ‘Hey, where’s he gone?’
It was left to Sylvia, who had just awoken, to explain. ‘He skipped out into the corridor whilst you pair of love birds were smooching.’
The door to the dream chamber opened and Brenda walked in. ‘Don’t worry, Mr Norris, he won’t get far.’ She then handed Dexter the keys to Dream World. ‘Great to have you back on board, sir.’
‘Thanks, Brenda,’ Dexter replied. ‘Now all we have to do is step back into a dream and take care of Richard’s security set up.’
‘You mean Comrade Nadia?’ Sylvia said.
Dexter nodded.
Sylvia lay back down, re-attached the pads to her forehead and said, ‘Allow me to take care of her.’
Dexter looked at Kate. Kate shrugged. ‘Why not.’
Leaving Brenda to monitor Sylvia, Dexter said to Kate, ‘So, where do you fancy celebrating? Rome, Paris, Munich, Madrid, Rio?’
Kate considered for a moment before replying. ‘How about back home, with a bottle of champagne?’
Dexter grinned. ‘An excellent choice. On one condition.’
‘What’s that?’
‘The champers is on me.’
***
After all of her recent trials Kate couldn’t get home quickly enough. She longed to be satisfied by her man. The instant she stepped through the front door she took him by the hand and led him upstairs. They didn’t quite manage to reach the bedroom as they stopped on the landing and embraced. Dexter ran his hands all over her body. She thrilled at his touch, knowing that she could afford to relax in the certainty that they would soon make love.
As she turned to open the bedroom door, he caressed her bottom, causing her to stop in her tracks. Good though his touch was, she longed to feel his fingers against her skin.
As if reading her mind, Dexter reached around her waist, unfastened her trousers, slowly unzipped her flies and then peeled them from her legs. Kate stepped out of the trousers, then closed her eyes as she waited for him to touch her again. Dexter was tempted to resume stroking her bottom, but he refrained from doing so because he had an even better idea. Sinking to his knees, he planted a series of tender kisses on her buttocks. His lips felt divine as they feathered her flesh. He covered every single inch of her bum, alternating long, lingering kisses with short sharp ones.
Kate couldn’t believe what a turn on it was. It was far more arousing than anything she had experienced at the dream centre. Anxious for him to take matters further, she unbuttoned her blouse and discarded it. She was just about to remove her bra as well when she felt him ease her G-string to one side, part the cheeks of her bum, then lick her pussy from bottom to top. Kate felt her thighs tense. Surely she couldn’t be on the verge of coming already? She was though. As his expert tongue stretched to the limit as it lapped her clit, she felt her inner thighs begin to tremble. The scenarios of each and every one of the temptations she had faced flashed through her minds eye. She didn’t care about any of them though. All she cared about was the gorgeous man whose tongue she was about to coat with come.
When she came, she did so spectacularly. She had never experienced such an intense orgasm. Her whole body tingled as each and every one of her nerve endings delighted in the sensation. It was as if his tongue was somehow magically pleasuring every erogenous zone of her body. And the best part of it was? Even after she climaxed, Dexter didn’t stop.
Kate was lost in a world of bliss. Anxious to take matters even further, she just about managed to break away from him, push the bedroom door open and stumble into the room. Quick as a flash he followed her, tearing his clothes off as he did. She turned to face him, passion blazing in her eyes as she unclipped her bra and ripped off her panties.
Eagerly he tore the last remaining items of clothing from his body. As he whipped off his briefs she was pleased to note that he was already sporting an impressive erection. Stepping towards her he took her in his arms and, as they kissed, she felt his cock press against her lower belly. Longing to take it between her lips she edged backwards and pulled him down onto the bed. Kate lost no time in manoeuvring around and taking that lovely cock between her lips. So intent was she upon sucking him off, she failed to notice that he was just as eager to continue pleasuring her, and so it came as quite a surprise when he kissed her pussy lips, locking them in a sensational sixty nine.
For a brief instant Kate forgot to lick, for all she could focus on was the tongue lapping at her clitoris. To heighten her pleasure Dexter brought his fingers into play. Gently parting her pussy lips, he slowly started to finger her whilst his tongue continued to caress her clit. His digit felt unbelievably good as it explored the inner walls of her pussy, tenderly toying with every sensitive fold of flesh.
Kate decided that the only thing that could make the experience any more pleasurable than it already was was to suck upon a cock simultaneously. Fortunately, she had a fabulous one to hand. Taking hold of his balls in her right hand, she brought the tip of his cock around towards her lips. It twitched in her grasp as if trying to break free, only Kate was determined to tame it. She kissed the end delicately. His cock responded to her attentions by growing even stiffer. Luxuriating in the way that it pulsed, she licked the length of the shaft. It was such a glorious feeling, to have a willing tongue between her thighs and a lovely cock at the mercy of her mouth.
Momentarily distracted, Kate had almost forgotten how turned on she was feeling, until Dexter inserted a second finger inside her. She knew that she hadn’t a second to loose as she found herself on the brink of her second orgasm of the night. Anxious to taste him she clamped her lips around his cock and started to suck, just as a tremendous climax coursed through her thighs.
Whereas her first orgasm of the night had been overwhelming and intense, this was one was very different. A series of tiny little shocks pulsed through her whole body. So many that s
he began to wonder if this was what a multiple orgasm felt like, for the sensation showed no sign of ceasing. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her pussy, lower stomach, around the cheeks of her bottom, down her thighs, calves, ankles, until even her toes began to tingle.
Kate removed his cock from her mouth and begged him to stop, only Dexter was anxious to make up for all of the teasing that she had had to endure at Dream World and so he continued to lick and lap and gently finger. She was so alive to every tiny movement, each time his tongue touched her she trembled slightly as shock waves coursed through every fibre of her being. Whilst part of her longed for him to stop, to allow her to catch her breath, another part of her ached for him to continue, never wanting the pleasure to cease.
Sadly, all good things have to come to an end and, after what felt like an eternity, eventually he stopped touching her. Kate closed her eyes and sank down onto the bed sheets. She felt utterly exhausted and completely satisfied at the same time. She was vaguely aware that Dexter wasn’t finished, for he was sliding around from beneath her. She was just about to turn in order to ask him what he was up to when his strong, manly hands took hold of her hips and lifted them off the bed. Willingly, she allowed him to position her just as he wanted. She had loved the way that he had licked her from behind when they had been on the landing and that was what she expected him to do now.
Once more she was wrong, for he had other plans. As he took hold of her bottom in his hands, Kate felt the tip of his prick seeking out the entrance to her pussy. She shook her head in a half hearted manner, but, deep down, she didn’t really want him to stop. His cock nudged around her bottom, brushing against her flesh until it found her tender lips. Gently, the tip parted them, then he eased inside her.
Kate caught her breath. Being pleasured by his fingers and tongue were one thing, but taking his fabulous seven and a half inch prick from behind was a completely different matter. He felt absolutely huge. He didn’t move for a few seconds, allowing her to get used to how he felt inside her. Taking the initiative, Kate slid her torso backwards and forwards and began to glide up and down his shaft, riding it at her own tempo. She went languorously at first, savouring each and every inch of his shaft. Backing onto it right up to the hilt, she loved the way that it nuzzled against the sweet spot deep inside her. It felt such a perfect shape, it felt such a perfect fit. It was as if his cock’s sole purpose in life was to pleasure her.