A first weekend with Sara - Sex Stories

A first weekend with Sara

... sensitive and my whole body twitched violently with every stroke.

Her timing was superb. She slowed her hand as it became too much for me to bear. I felt her finger lightly teasing my twitching cock but the relief from my orgasm compensated for the sensations.

The contact slowed and stopped, and I then felt her rise and come to my side. A hard, wet nipple was placed in my mouth. “Lick,” she instructed. I started to and realised that she milked me onto her breasts. I swallowed down the cum and licked her clean. I was rewarded with the other nipple, equally hard and coated with my cum. She switched from side to side until I had licked her clean.

As I was finishing my cleaning task she loosened and removed the blindfold. It took a little while for my eyes to become accustomed to the light again.

Sara then moved away from me, picked up a towel and used it to wipe something off of the sideboard. It was five or six feet away from me.

“When you came the first lot went straight over my shoulder,” she said, grinning at me. “You must have really needed that.”

I nodded in agreement.

Satisfied with her cleaning she came back over to me and started slowly releasing me. She took hold of my flaccid but sensitive cock and lifted it as she unbound my still-swollen balls. Once they were free she patted them, stood and went behind me. She released my legs and I slowly moved them around to the front of the chair as she untied my wrists.

I sat there, a little stunned, ...

... and quite drained.

“That was all good for a start. You’re a quick learner,” I said. I looked over at the clock and realised that she’d had me tied for just over four hours. I was surprised I didn’t feel hungry.

“Would you have done it differently?” She asked.

“How I would have done it is sort of irrelevant. It was great to see, or at least feel, you acting with so much confidence. You took the lead and didn’t falter.”

“Have you been tied like that before? To a chair I mean.” I could see there were going to be lots of questions.

“I’ve been tied in a similar fashion,” I replied. “I’ve been tied more loosely, and more strictly on a couple of occasions.”

“What was done to you?”

“Over the years I’ve been teased, tortured, whipped, used, milked… One lady did tickle me, but only once. Tickling for me is most definitely a hard limit.”

“Do you feel satisfied now?”

“I should ask the same question. You had me tied, therefore the satisfaction should be yours. How I feel shouldn’t be as important. I say it shouldn’t –I’ve always felt that it is. I’ve always liked to try and find a balance and make sure all participants are happy. I enjoyed the anticipation and the frustration, and had a very good orgasm in the end.”

“I know what you mean. I had some very good orgasms and enjoyed myself immensely. I did like ruining your first orgasm. You were twitching away and the cum was just pouring out, there was so much of it. I was worried that I’d overdone it and was ...