She awoke scared. Scared because she was bound, gagged, and naked. Her fear was palatable, her heart beating in her chest, her breath coming quicker. She thought about what might be on the gag and felt bile rise in her throat. This was something from a nightmare.
She forced herself to start calming down, taking deep breaths to slow her panic and heart rate. She started taking stock of the situation. She was tied to all four posts of the bed, her legs and arms stretched wide and held tight with a silky material. She could turn her head and lift it, but that was the most movement she could accomplish with her limbs tight.
Her breathing slowed, she scanned the room. In the low light, she could make out things that led her to believe that she was in her own room. But who had tied her so? She listened intently for any sound of movement, something that might give away who was out there. The only sound that she could hear was the tick of her grandfather clock. At least she could hear what time it was, when it chimed. But that could be an hour from now, and she was still tied up.
Looking down her body, she got slightly distracted by the slight of herself helplessly tied up. Her ample bosom moving up and down with her excited breath. Her stomach tightened in fear, her pussy spread open to the world. The thought excited her, and she could feel herself get moist. She was frightened and turned on. The fact that she was turned on turned her on more and she could feel her pussy start to leak. Once started, she couldn't control it, and she started imagining scenarios that were going to happen.
Someone had broken in, was robbing her and would soon come have their way with her. (Her pussy was slick now)
An old boyfriend had broken in and was going to pleasure himself one more time. (She could feel her juices running down her ass crack, she was so horny)
The guy she had come home with was going to satisfy her deepest desires. (She came with that thought. A whimper escaped her mouth.)
Fear flooded her mind as a shadow in the corner stood up. Someone was in the room the whole time! Her screams of fear were choked down by the gag in her mouth. The shadow came closer, revealing itself to be the one she feared and desired the most. The sight of him brought waves of ecstasy and fear. He had disappeared and here he was standing over her.
The smell of her cum filled the room. He leaned over her and spoke the only words that were spoken between them. "You're going to enjoy this as much as I am." And with that, he ran a hand up her leg, starting at her knee, down her inner thigh until he touched her swollen lips with two fingers. He could feel the moisture behind them, waiting to be released. Her skin had tightened with his initial touch, causing her skin to pebble. But now it was smooth and inviting.
Pushing his middle finger slightly, he broke the seal of her glories, releasing a torrent of juices. Not wishing to be wasteful, he leaned over and attached his mouth to her mound. His tongue pushed inside her sliding down one wall, across a g spot and then to the other side. And back. Her head thrashed with the waves of pleasure he was creating until she could back no more and came into his mouth. He lapped up every bit, draining her as best as he could. His thirst quenched, he slowly moved up over her until his aching hard member pushed slightly at her entrance.
Holding himself above her, he made intense eye contact as his cock pushed past her outer lips and slid deep inside her, penetrating her to he was completely inside. In that moment, as they were joined at one, she drifted off to that place inside. She felt so full, so complete that she forgot about being bound and gagged. As he started thrusting, she drifted deeper into ecstasy, riding each orgasim as if it were a wave. She came back to faster thrusting as he neared completion.
She could feel a massive orgasim approaching. A few more thrusts and they came in concert. She saw stars and lay back floating. He pulled out and laid beside her.
"Just a minute, and we'll go again" came his low promise. And now the restraints made sense to her. He needed marathon sex and this was a way to get it from her. As she felt him lean over and start lucking her nipple, she relaxed. It was going to be hours of fucking, but she needed as much as he did.
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