You have told me the night before you wanted to be seduced. Teased. Brought to your wildest orgasm ever. Never, in your wildest dreams did you think such an innocent, sweet looking girl like I am could bring you to that point.
I decide to prove your thoughts wrong tonight.
I've given you a warm bath, gently cleansing your skin with a soft, scented soap, scrubbing at your breasts, pussy and ass with the loofa pad... I take you from the bath, toweling you dry with a soft, fluffy pink towel. I lead you out into the bedroom. Full moonlight is coming in the skylight. The room is warm. I lay you down on the bed, gently, on your back. I pull the rose out of the bedside vase. Most of the thorns have been removed, you notice there are still a few. Long, hard, sharp spikes sticking out from the beautiful rose.
The petals are full, soft and lush. You feel them as they glide over your soft skin. Hearing the soft shhhhhing sound they make. The different sounds they make, depending on which part of your skin they are brushing on. They tickle ever so slightly on the bottom of your feet, teasing across your swollen close trimmed, pussy lips, making you hummm softly as they brush further down.
I brush it in circles over your tummy, bringing it up to your breast. I pull back from leaning against you, so all you can feel are the soft satin sheets under your back, and the rose as it circles your breasts, gliding ever so softly, teasingly, under them, up over the nipples, pausing there to run back and forth.
You writhe, thrusting your breasts, pushing up and out with your hips. You whimper softly, breathlessly. I lean over, still not touching you. I ask you what you want. You thrust up again with your breasts, crying out. Begging without words. You are so close already. So hot and excited by what may come. You haven't any strength to speak right now.
You open your eyes at my laugh. Looking into my smiling eyes, firmly set mouth, I shake my head. I pull back completely. Holding your chin in my hand, I make you look at only me. I ask you again what you want. You reach up to try to grab my wrist, meaning to bring it to your breast. I turn my wrist around, reversing the grab. Taking your wrist, I reach for the other one. Pulling them both over your head, I place them palm to palm. Quickly I tie them together, into the leather cuffs that are already attached to the headboard.
I touch your pussy lightly with one hand, bringing it up to your face, over your heaving breasts. With a hand on the bed on either side of your head, I look into your aroused eyes, and ask, again, harsher this time, what you want.
"My breasts", you breathe a reply. I smile my success. You start at that smile, it's teasing, yet also looks like I have just won a battle. You know then to submit totally is the only way you want to go tonight. Leave yourself into my hands.
I reach down, watching you as you begin to close your eyes. I watch you intently as I take the flat of my palm, and slap the left breast over against your right. It wasn't hard, just enough to cause the one to bounce into the other. It sounded so loud, though, in the darkened, quite, room.
I laugh giddily as I watch your eyes fly open. "What, " I ask. Once again, not anger, but something more than teasing, something harsher, in my voice.
You whimper a reply, perhaps a question, a breathy "what?"
"What do you want me to do to your breasts?" I simply ask, no tone, no inflection. I watch your beautiful throat as you glup, watch you take a deep calming breath. My leaning over you, but not touching you, breasts hanging just out of the reach of your mouth, is driving you crazy. We can both smell your arousal at this point.
You take another breath, opening your eyes, you look at me, pleadingly. Softly, you say, "My breasts. Suck my breasts. I want to cum under you." The smile that lightens my whole face drives all thought of what I could do to you, hands bound, right from your mind. You watch as I lean over, tounge snaking out from barred teeth.
Softly, I start to lick, right at the tip of your nipple. You squirm into my tounge. I open my mouth, dropping my teeth to the spot just under the nipple, pressing them together. Sucking gently, I bring the rose back up, placing it near your mouth.
Pulling my mouth from your breast I look at you face, so beautiful in it's frustration. I place the rose between your lips, telling you not to break at. You bare your teeth around the rose and bite down slightly. I sit up, crossing my arms under my breasts. I just stare at you, waiting.
Slowly you close your lips around the rose, careful of the thorns. You nod your assent, not quite sure how you will be able to control yourself. Softly you hold the rose in your mouth.
I lift my body over yours, brushing your pussy with mine, your breasts with the nipples of my breasts. I can feel your heat and moisture. I press my clit up against yours, riding you. I press in rhythm to some sound only I hear. It is in counter-point to your thrusts. It is frustrating to you. A turn on to me.
Bending my back into almost a U shape, I return to kissing and licking your nipples. Sometimes, licking at the soft, tender, aroused underside of the breasts.
I feel you getting hotter, your whimpering rising in pitch. Pressing my clit down hard, I cum with a rush. Teasing you only having made me hotter.
Pulling my clit away from you, I hear you trying to scream at me. I pull up, taking one hand, I pinch a nipple-hard. With the other hand I grasp your chin.
I look down and see the Rose in your mouth. You have your mouth wrapped around it, trying to be gentle. I see a small drop of blood welling up on your lower lip.
I shake your head slightly back and forth. I remind you about the rose. I don't want it damaged. You plead at me with your eyes. I can see, smell, and sense by your body, that it won't be much longer for you. Gently, I place my tongue against the blood on your lip and lick it clean.
I go back to your breasts. This time, I use my hands, squeezing them together, as well as individually. I lick on them, bite at them, pinch. I lift up, look at you. I wait for your eyes to open. So beautiful, so trusting, a slight tear running out of the side of one. I gently lick it away with my tongue. I put my mouth to yours, sticking my tongue into your mouth, under the stem.
I take the rose into my mouth, and you gasp deeply. The sight of the red rose against my reddish toned skin, backed up with my red hair is so beautiful, you don't think your heart can take much more.
I lean back down, placing the rose between your breast. You can now feel the petals against the top of your breasts. I go back down to them. I lick and suck, listening to your breathing to see what you like best. As I feel your heart racing, your breath starting to to go shallow, panting, I grab a breast in each hand.
Squeezing tightly, you can feel the thorns of the rose biting into your soft flesh. You feel the blood welling out of the small holes. Still, I get your nipples as hard as I can. Then, I bite and lick down on them at the same time.
I feel you shudder under me, you orgasm taking you hard. You can't even scream, no matter how good it would feel right now. You can't get enough breath. I keep licking and lightly nibbling as you come down. I pull your breasts apart gently. Taking the rose into my own mouth, I rub it gently over your body. I drop it next to your face, where you can smell the scent of it, as you are gasping.
Tenderly, I lean down, holding your breasts apart with my hands. I gently lick at the blood welling up from the cut of the rose thorn. I hold my tongue to each spot until the blood stops.
You're still shuddering slightly as I pull back from you. Your eyes are still closed, and before you can open them to see what I am snickering at, You feel my tongue suddenly on you clit. I lick down to your cunt, sticking my tongue in deep.I force your legs apart further.
Leaning further over, you feel something warm and wet and soft, yet slightly hard. You gasp in wonder as I lick and nibble at your puckered asshole. Rimming you all over. Lifting slightly so I can get better access, you can't believe how wonderful this feels.
As I pull back, something nudges at your hole. You relax, knowing I would do nothing to hurt you. You feel something hard, and slightly cool pressing in, but you can not tell what. I go back to playing with your still sopping pussy. I start again on your clit. You're still trying to recover from your first amazing orgasm, and you feel yourself rising back there. I open my mouth as I feel your clit and pussy start to throb, reaching down to your ass with a hand, I hold your hips down with the other. As I bite down on your clit, I reach up with the one hand, I pinch your nearest nipple, as you start to scream out your orgasm, it suddenly intensifies more that you ever imagined, as I quickly and surely pull the string of beads out of your ass.
Your breath stops in shock, suddenly restarting, hard and deep. You scream, from deep down. As your orgasm subsides, you slump back onto the bed.
I reach up, unbinding your wrists. I rub your shoulders, helping the circulation flow back. Cuddling behind you, I hold you gently to me. I rub your body, your thighs, your stomach, helping you to relax, helping you to breath better.
You're sated, for now. You laugh lightly, snuggling into my body, you tell me that you have never been quite so thoroughly seduced in your life. Although, you know that tomorrow your will be sore, from your nipples to you wrists, and your ass. You wiggle tighter against me, rubbing your aching, firm nipples against me. Anticipating that wonder pain/pleasure you will feel tomorrow while wearing your cloths. Thinking what you could do to thank me for tonight.
For tonight, you just enjoy the feelings going through your body
Originally posted to Smutty Fic Club list 10-03-98
Tamy da Pooh
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