She couldn’t remember the last time she had been skinny-dipping. She loved how being with this gorgeous sexy man on a perfect summer night alone in the middle of a deserted lake allowed her inhibitions to disappear. She felt freer than any time in her life. Hearing a splash of water she knew Ray had just jumped in. Swimming up to where she was floating on her back he offered her a rectangular float to rest or climb on. With both of their arms resting on the float facing each other, they kissed deeply. The wet exploration of his tongue in her mouth in tandem with her naked body being caressed and licked by the water sent shivers directly to her lady parts. Breaking the kiss she softly rubbed her nose to his and breathed, “I want to please you tonight.”
Pulling his face away he looked thoughtfully into her eyes and said, “Baby, you’re off to a damn good start!”
Feeling confident from his praise, she climbed up onto the float and lay outstretched with her shiny wet breasts pointing toward the night sky. Sighing deeply as the gentle breeze tickled and teased her nipples she crossed her arms behind her head and felt her whole body relax and melt into the float. This is what nirvana must feel like, she thought. Although she took up the entire float, Ray dangled in the water beside her with his arms resting on the side next to her. Reaching under her right knee he pulled her leg toward him. Aching for him to touch her pulsing clit she spread her left leg until she was wide open for him. Easily reaching her vagina with his hand, he found her hot spot and started to gently manipulate it. Feeling completely intoxicated by being sexually teased while lying bare naked at night in the middle of a lake left her helpless to do anything but moan out his name. It took only minutes of him pinching, stroking and teasing her swollen clit until she knew she was a goner. “Shit,” she cried over and over again. Then with one last cry for him not to stop, an orgasm raged through her with the force of a tornado.
Chapter Three
Kissing her as she lay spent and depleted, he gave her a few minutes to catch her breath. Then without preamble, he pulled the float right out from under her causing her to tumble into the water. As she came up for air she mumbled profanities at him while trying to splash water at his face in retribution. Chuckling as he ducked away from her water assaults he said, “Come on, kiddo. Let’s get back on the boat.”
Once aboard, he took her into his arms he caressed her face and asked in a questioning tone, “Did you really mean what you said earlier about wanting to please me?”
Returning his intense gaze she replied quietly, “Yes.”
As he took her hand in his left and grabbed the float and small tote bag with his right, he guided her across the deck to the front of the boat. Once the float was placed on the deck he instructed her to lay down on her back with her head an inch or two from the mast.
As she did what he requested, she watched him dig into the tote bag and pull out black Velcro handcuffs. “Put your arms up over your head and reach your hands behind the mast.” he demanded. Following his orders, she moved her arms back until they rested on either side of the base of the mast. The first thing Ray did was handcuff her wrists together. Then, taking a six-foot line that was coiled up on the deck, he tied one end around her left ankle and secured the other end to a docking cleat on the port side of the boat. Repeating the same motion with another line to her right leg, he tied it to the starboard cleat leaving her completely vulnerable to his every desire. The notion of her lying completely helpless and bound to a 2100-pound boat with no one within earshot sent shivers down her spine. She just couldn’t figure out whether they were shivers of fear or desire.
Giving her a searing look that conveyed raw male hunger, he slowly and very carefully drank in her sensuous womanly curves, unblemished skin, fully aroused rosy nipples and curly bush. Reaching for his bag again he said, “I have something that I would enjoy seeing you wear.” Raising her eyebrows, she was confused as to how he was going to put anything on her being tied up this way. As his hands retreated from the bag, she didn’t see anything until he opened his right fist and placed two small rings on her stomach.
“What are those?” she inquired feeling a bit hesitant and uncertain.
Taking one of the small rings in his hand he reached for her right breast and said, “These are nipple clamps.” The sound of the word clamps sent shivers through her. She had heard of them but had never experienced them. “Trust me,” he said in a whisper. “I think you’re going to like this. I know I definitely will.” Pinching her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger he expertly locked the clamp down onto her protruding, erect bud.
Gasping, she looked at him nervously and said softly, “It’s pretty, but it hurts.”
Gently stroking her face he said, “Give it a minute, and you’ll see that this momentary pain will turn into sheer pleasure.”
With the second clamp now in his hand, he repeated the same motion with her left nipple. Sucking in a deep breath she tried to be brave because she wanted so much to please him. “You look beautiful this way,” he breathed in a lustful voice. Leaning in toward her he stroked her face and brought his mouth down hard on her lips taking her prisoner to his lust and need. It was only moments later when she could feel the pain lessen on her breasts as heat began building between her legs.
Backing his mouth away from hers, he sat up and thoughtfully contemplated her vagina. “We need to do something about that pubic hair,” he stated matter-of-factly. Reaching back into his tote he pulled out some items that she couldn’t see in the dark. Watching him intently she wondered, Is he really going to do what I think he is? She knew there was nothing she could do about it, even if she wanted to. She was roped up, at his mercy and he was in total control.
Seconds later she could feel one hand on her pubic mound and heard the quiet clipping of scissors. Working quietly while he snipped back her pubic hair she watched the stars twinkle and felt unbelievably sexy being so vulnerable and letting him do whatever he wanted to her. Hearing the scissors being placed back down on the deck, there was a brief moment before she heard the soft buzzing of a razor. She loved the vibrating sensation on her tender skin as he shaved the hair off her mound and pussy lips. This was something she had never experienced before and she found it wildly exhilarating. She had never been one to shave or wax down there and having this man shaving her revved up her libido into high gear.
Completing the task to his satisfaction, he splashed some bottled water over the area to rinse away any remaining hairs and towel dried her. “Now that’s one beautiful pussy,” he exclaimed happily. “I don’t want anything in the way when I go down on you.” And as quickly as a single heartbeat he lowered his face between her thighs, spread her lower lips apart with his fingers and said in a low throaty voice, “It’s time I get a good taste of you.” And without another word he proceeded to lap her up with his soft wet tongue. “Oh yes, this is much better,” he moaned. Capturing her inner lips with his, he sucked and teased them while fondling her thick, swollen outer lips with his fingers.
Crying out she pleaded, “Ray, I want you inside me. Please fuck me now!”
Not ready to untie her quite yet, he continued to lavish her completely with his tongue while slipping his fingers inside her. Pumping them in and out, he could feel her soaking wetness and hear her urgent cries of pleasure as she egged him on for more. Unable to touch him in return, she had to fight to keep from going crazy from what he was doing to her.
Chapter Four
As Ray pulled his fingers out from between her walls, he lifted his head and said, “So…rumor has it you want to be fucked, is that right?” Nodding her head she answered in the affirmative. “Well then,” he said scratching his chin. “I think I need some preparation first.” Without skipping a beat, he moved up her body and placing one leg on either side of her head he dangled his cock and balls right over her face. Holding onto the mast for support, he lowered his hips until he felt her take his ball sac into her mouth. As she rolled his balls around with her tongue and suckled them with h
er lips, she could hear a sharp intake of breath as he let out a long, low moan. His moans only excited her more and she continued to suck and orally fondle his scrotum harder. As good as it felt, being orally pleasured this way, Ray knew he was ready for more. So he released his sac from her mouth, grabbed his throbbing shaft and guided it between her lips and pumped. As he put both hands back on the mast for balance and leverage, he fucked her mouth hard.
Needing her desperately, he pushed deep into her mouth moaning louder as she took his full length. He could feel his sensitive cock head banging the back of her throat with each thrust. “Jesus Christ woman,” he cried. “I love watching you suck my dick.”
Ready to fuck another part of her body, Ray pulled his penis out of her mouth, reached around the mast and uncuffed her. “Stay where you are,” he commanded. As he untied her legs, she could feel blood start to rush back into her arms. “Shake out your legs,” he instructed while giving her a minute to stretch. Next thing she knew he leaned down, grabbed the bottom of the float where her feet rested and pulled the float with her on top of it about three feet away from the mast. Kneeling down between her thighs, he put both hands under each calf and pushed her legs straight up in the air, rolling her back onto her shoulders. “Cross your ankles for me baby,” he said in a whisper. With her legs over her head, she crossed her ankles. Placing one hand where her ankles crossed, he held them upright with one strong arm and with his other hand he pushed his dick inside her and took her for the ride of her life! Lying in this position, she could see the nipple clams dance as her breasts bounced up and down to his steady thrusts. All of a sudden it occurred to her that he was right about the clamps. The more aroused she became by all the dirty things he was doing to her, the pain morphed into something closer to sweet torture.
Feeling the tension between her legs quickly mounting she called out, “That’s it baby, fuck me like you mean it, ‘cause I’m just about to cum all over you!”
Challenged by her demand he gasped, “Yeah? I’ll show you how much I mean it.” Pulling his sticky wet pecker out of her vagina, he kept her legs up in the air while massaging her juices evenly around his entire head and shaft. Then, in a playfully threatening tone he said, “You asked for it. Now you’ve got it.” The next thing she knew, she could feel him penetrating her anus. Going slower this time, he edged his way in bit by bit as she cried out his name. He was so big she didn’t think he could ever fit insider her, and was completely bowled over as she could feel him going steadily deeper. “That’s it sunshine, let me in your back door ‘cause I’m knocking!” She was so over-stimulated from everything he was doing to her that she couldn’t hold out any longer. Digging her fingernails into his thighs she screamed out in pleasure as all of the pent up sexual tension unleashed itself with fury.
With his breathing now quickening at a record pace, she knew he was only moments away from ejaculating in her asshole. Seconds later, his head fell back and he claimed his own sweet release.
Chapter Five
Neither of them could remember the last time they had been so completely satiated sexually. As Ray gunned up the motor, they were both quiet and saddened knowing it was time to get to shore and back to town. Docking the boat and climbing back into his truck, they rode home as she curled up next to him with his arm draped protectively around her shoulders. Finally returning to his house, they got out of the truck and while she retrieved her things, he stood in the driveway writing on a pad of paper. Tearing the sheet from the pad he handed it to her and asked, “Do you like to shop?”
Looking at him she retorted sarcastically, “Does a hound dog like to hunt?”
Landing a hard slap on her ass he said, “Then bring these things with you next time.”
PART THREE: THE HOOK
Chapter One
It was nine o’clock on a beautiful Saturday morning in summer. Sitting at her sunny kitchen table, Jordan held a steaming mug of coffee in one hand while reading the piece of paper that Ray had handed her last night in his driveway after their evening on the lake. Sipping slowly on her coffee she blushed slightly, thinking about how she had totally surrendered her body to him on his boat.
Having been with him now for the second time, it was evident that Ray was taking her to sexual heights she had never been to before. He was magically awakening her body and soul to a flood of new erotic sensations and experiences, and even though she was scared to admit it, she liked this newly discovered deviant side of her sexuality. The things he did to her, and what he asked her to do with him was like a mind-altering drug. She found sex play with Ray so addicting, she knew she would go anywhere he asked her to. Reading what he wanted her to shop for left Jordan with no doubt that he was just warming up.
She was completely derailed by this man and his intense lovemaking. Yet, she knew it wasn’t making love. It was fucking, and she praised herself for knowing the difference between the two. In one moment he could be gentle and kind, treating her body with reverence. In the next, he could take her to the edge of pain and submission. He was always in control and wasn’t afraid to demand his pleasure. He was the teacher and she was the student, eager to please and satiate his sexual appetites. There was no doubt in her mind that he was the best sex partner she had ever been with. But he also had a genuine knack for making her feel like the most beautiful and desirable woman on Earth. Although their relationship was just physical, she never felt used or subjugated in a negative way.
Up until meeting Ray, sex with previous men now seemed very “vanilla.” Jordan knew he was a bit dangerous for an inexperienced girl like her, yet she craved his every touch and knew she would never be satisfied this way again by any other man. It was unnerving how he threw her so emotionally off balance. Part of her wanted him desperately but another part of her was terrified. She could feel him conquering her bit by bit and worried if she was flirting with terrible trouble.
In many ways, they couldn’t be more different. He was a mechanical engineer; she was a psychologist. He was conservative; she was liberal. He was religious; she wasn’t. Although they seemed unsuited for one another personally, they were completely fused together sexually. And for right now, that was more than enough. In her gut she knew they wouldn’t be together for the long run. Her mind concurred that it wasn’t a matter of if they would eventually break apart. It was just a matter of when. She wasn’t looking for a serious relationship and she got the feeling he wasn’t either. She was just fine having fun and keeping things uncomplicated, at least for now.
Chapter Two
Jumping at the sound of her cell phone shattering her quiet reverie, she looked at the text message. It was from Ray, and her heart skipped what felt like a hundred beats. It read: I can’t get you off my mind. I don’t think I’ll ever forget last night. But before she could return his text, the phone beeped again and a second message read: When are you going shopping? Smiling with a satisfied chuckle she replied: Is today soon enough? Do you want to come with me? Quickly answering her text he replied: Wish I could baby, but I need to finish some drawings for a client. But I’ll be fantasizing about it!
So here she was at a sex store with the list of items Ray wanted her to get. She had never bought these things before and needed help. Although the sales clerk who had just shown her around the store was friendly, she just couldn’t bring herself to ask for the items out loud. Clearing her throat, she approached the woman and held up the small list and said, “Can you help me with these?” Taking Jordan’s list, the woman moved around the store and scooped up what was written down and explained how they worked. Thanking her, Jordan paid the bill and slinked out of the store. She had tried so hard not to look uncomfortable and embarrassed but truth be told, she was. Yet at the same time, she was also secretly thrilled and titillated with her new adventure and sexy purchases.
Prior to pulling out of the driveway, she couldn’t help but snap a picture of the store’s signage on her cell phone. She texted Ray the photo saying: I’ve come and conq
uered. Now it’s your turn! Immediately replying back he said: Oh I plan to do just that, and more. See you Friday night for dinner. Dessert is on me! Chuckling to herself she drove home, put her purchases in her closet and counted down the hours until Friday.
Chapter Three
Her week was completely booked with patient appointments, so the days flew by in a blur. But Friday night was never far from her mind. She was looking forward to their next date and showing him what she had bought. The plan for the night was to meet at his house where they would call a cab to take them safely to the restaurant. Drinking and driving was not an option, so they planned a safe way to thoroughly enjoy the evening with each other without worry.
Arriving with a bottle of wine, a six pack of beer and some rawhide chews for the dogs, she hung out in Ray’s living room with a glass of wine while he grabbed a beer and raced upstairs to clean up. She was completely comfortable relaxing on the couch reading a magazine while the dogs chomped greedily on the rawhide treats. Coming down the stairs showered, shaved and dressed in a change of clothes, she thought he was the most irresistibly attractive man on Earth. Wearing black jeans, a white button-down collared shirt and casual slip on shoes, he looked devastatingly handsome. Unable to resist, she walked over to him and folded herself into his arms while giving him a long and sensuous French kiss. Caressing her bottom with his hands, he returned her kiss with the same fervor and passion. Attempting to slide his hand up under her dress, she blocked it and said, “Oh no you don’t. That’s for later if you’re a good boy.”
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