Bathtime Treat - page 2

6 months ago 03rd May 22:15

After a short time, she thought she heard a key turning the lock in the front door. Zoe hoped in her heart it was Jonathan, coming home from work. One of the men in the living room hollered, "Shit, let’s get out of here!" She heard them run out through the side entrance, slamming the door as they left.

The front door opened. It was Jonathan! She heard him call to her, but she couldn’t answer. She tried to make some noise with the chair, but it was tough to move it far, the way she was tied. Eventually, he found her in the den. He removed the blindfold and gag, asking if she was all right while placing a tender kiss upon her forehead. She nodded, meekly, relieved that he was with her now. She watched as he circled behind the chair to untie her arms.

Instead Jonathan brought his hands around and circled her breasts! He left her immobile, in the hard chair, and began to squeeze her tits firmly, making her moan with desire. What she had begun before, he reignited, his insistent pressure upon her nipples making her tremble. He came back around and placed tiny wet kisses on her calves, her knees, her open thighs. He could have her any way he wanted. She could do nothing. She didn’t want to.

She closed her eyes to the sensations, feeling his hot breath whispering her name across her pussy. Her lips tingled as she felt Jonathan’s probing tongue trace lust-filled lines along her slit. Back and forth he stroked, causing her to swell and throb for him. God, she was gushing now, and he hungrily drank all that she had to offer. He inserted three fingers into her needy entrance, reaching up towards that perfect place he knew would send her over the edge. All she could do was helplessly watch as his tongue began its torment of her clit. He knew she was losing it. Throwing her head back, she drew in her breath and tried to control the rising tide of explosions erupting over her. Her scream shook her hard, and she almost tipped the chair.

Catching her breath, she looked down at Jonathan in amazement. "That was huge." Zoe could barely get the words out. "How did... what?"

"I hired a couple of guys I know from work. I hope you’re not too mad I had them tie you up so roughly," he told her. "I thought it would add to the effect." He paused for a moment. "I hope I created your fantasy, love. You always satisfy mine."