Cassie was bound tightly with black silk, her hands and feet tied to the solid oak corners of the four poster bed. Her arms and legs were spread wide, the silky pink smoothness of her pussy was exposed and vulnerable, her arms helpless to fight back against my teasing. I had just fucked her for the second time in twenty minutes and now decided to remove the blindfold for the next step of my plan to fulfil her innermost desires.
I closed the heavy curtains so the room was only lit by the flames from the log fire. I went to the mini bar and placed some ice cubes into a large glass. Cassie was staring at me intently, the satisfied look of a few minutes earlier replaced by one of slight nervousness. I sat on the bed next to her and kissed her, she was covered in beads of salty sweat from the hard fucking I’d given her. I ran an ice cube over each of her nipples, watching them stiffen as the ice contacted the warmth of her skin. I circled out from the hardness of the nipples to the ample soft fleshiness of her full and curvy breasts. Cassie moaned, I watched the juices seeping from her exposed pussy and glistening in the fire light. I leant over her, caressing her breasts with my tongue, the warmth of my breath increasing the icy hardness of her nipples. Cassie’s back arched as she tried desperately to clench her thighs together and resist the deep ache within her body. I raised the ice cube up and let the water drip onto her stomach, she writhed anew as each drop splashed against her skin and cascaded down towards her sticky pussy. I rubbed the ice cube against her belly, teasing her with slow circles inching closer to her hungry pussy. I paused watching the water melt and run down over her clit and the outline of her pussy, dripping down to her tight puckered anus. Cassie gasped. I slid my fingers into her pussy opening her a little wider, I moved the ice cube gently all around, closeing in on her throbbing clit. I held it there, she responded by throwing her head from side to side and screaming out as an orgasm built in her body. I pushed the ice harder into the warmth of her pussy, cold water now mixing with her juices and flowing back into her body. Cassie shivered and struggled against her restraints. I moved my head between her legs and stared at the erotic site before me, Cassie’s pussy was pulsing, her labia parting with her breathing, in turn hiding and exposing her clit. I rub the ice on her clit again and Cassie’s back arched and she screamed louder. I replaced the cold of the ice with the warmth of my tongue, the tip of it licking greedily at her tight little button. Cassie moaned and I used my tongue to part her lips and worked it into her tight hole, savouring the taste of her juices and the sweet smell of her sex. My tongue continued to fuck her hole. Cassie tried to raise her legs as her orgasm approached, but the restraints held her down, her body tensed as her orgasm reached it’s peak. Cassie screamed for me to fuck her, I pulled my mouth away so I could watch as her pussy contracted and squeezed the cum onto her thighs. The intensity of her orgasm surprised me, I was rewarded for my hard work by her juices squirting from her pussy and splashing all over my eager face and into my waiting mouth. My mouth now full of Cassie’s clear sticky juice I moved to her face and pushed my lips to hers, she opened her mouth and the hot liquid flowed into her as our tongues entwined. I continued to kiss and lick her all over her body, gently bringing her down from the high she had experienced.
I poured us both a glass of champagne, admiring Cassie’s body as I sipped mine, her full breasts gently moving with her breathing. I dipped my finger into my glass and offered it to her, rubbing it all around, tracing the outline of the deep ruby red lips that despite the passionate kissing still covered her lips. Cassie raised her head and I moved the glass to her lips, allowing her small sips of the expensive alcohol. I reached for the bottle and held it above her breasts, watching as it splashed on her tits. Her nipples immediately hardened as the liquid flowed over her body. A stream of liquid snaked it’s way down over her belly and trickled onto her smooth shaved pussy, the bubbles fizzing as they ran across her slit and down between her arse cheeks. My tongue was soon upon her body and I traced a path from her hard nipples down to her smooth pussy, tasting the sexy mix of champagne and sex. Kneeling next to Cassie’s face only inches from her eager mouth, I poured the rest of the alcohol over my body. Cassie immediately raised her head and sucked on my stiffening cock. Cassie sucked and licked me like the little whore she was, despite being bound she used her mouth to manipulate my cock until she had swallowed 6 of the 7 inches. I took over, fucking her mouth, pounding deep into the back of her throat and making her gasp for air as my cock filled her mouth. My hands pulled at her hair, my desire to cum making me use her as an object, thrusting ever harder and deeper. My balls swelled as the cum began to rise and my orgasm approached, I pulled my cock from her mouth and ordered her to keep her mouth open and put her tongue out. Cassie lay there like a porn star, her mouth awaiting my cum, I furiously stroked my cock wanking it only a few inches from her face, my eyes focused on Cassie’s. I groaned as the cum spurted from my cock, shooting into her mouth, covering her face, forcing her to close her eyes, my cum covered her hair, the white sticky mess in stark contrast to the darkness.
Her eyes were pleading with me to free her and hold her but I resisted. I had more plans for her. I left her tied up and took a shower. I let the water fall over my body and slowly wanked my cock, thinking of all the things I was going to do to my Cassie. I visualised her body lying waiting on the bed and my mind immediately focused on her tight unpenetrated ass. I turned the shower off and walked back to the bedroom, a smile on my face and my cock rock hard.
In her fantasy life Clarice Clique likes whore-red lipstick, leather boots, corsets and demanding doms. In her real life she goes for walks in the country, bakes lemon crunch cakes and plays scrabble. Clarice Clique has published one novel, Hot Summer Days, with Pink Flamingo Press.
You can read her most recent story in ‘The Bad Girl’s Sweet Kiss’ found here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0049H963C or http://www.xcitebooks.com/category-208/9781908006639.html