Silent in Awe
A woman walked in holding a black leather bag and settled down on the rug in front of a guy who was lounging on the couch, engrossed in reading. She silently watched him read. He became aware of her and her passive demeanour. He resumed his readings.
Later, he turned his attention to her again. She remained still, not uttering a word and only observing him read. He set down his tablet. "You brought the bag," he commented. She had placed the bag next to the couch. He scooted over to sit next to her and she knelt in front of him, her hands on his thighs.
"This is unexpected," he stated. He spread his legs. She leaned closer, still silent. He gently touched her face with one finger, coaxing her to look at him. He traced his thumb over her lips. She parted them slightly and enclosed his thumb between her lips. Her other hand went towards his groin. "You aren't wearing a bra?"
She unbuttoned her blouse, allowing it to fall open, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything beneath. She returned her hands to his crotch. "Pants."
He stood up and pulled off his pants and underwear, spreading his legs apart. She then moved closer, placing her hands on his thighs and leaned forwards so that his cock was between her breasts. Her tongue circled the head lazily.
After some time, he returned his gaze to her and said, "Your face."
She dragged her lips over his shaft, pressing it to her lips and leaving a smear of pre-cum, then kissing the underside. She painted a cheek with his fluid. She closed her eyes when she pressed the head against one eye and opened them when she went to the other, all the while teasing him with her eyelashes. She rested her forehead on his cock. She formed a circle with her face, his cock head touching her hair. His eyes closed in delight.
"Your breasts," he whispered.
She stood up and moved in front of him, her hands fumbling with his belt. With her legs spread apart, she put his cock between her breasts, sliding them up and down to stroke him.
As time passed, he looked back at her, "Your face."
She rubbed his cock over her face, back and forth, her lips gently kissing the underside. She left a trail of fluid on her cheeks, pressing his cockhead to her each time. She went from her forehead to her chin, bathing his cock in her saliva and lightly stroking his balls. He smiled as she continued touching him.
"Your body. Your face."
She took him in more, wiggling her hips slightly. Her hands rested on his shoulder and she pushed herself back to bring her breasts closer to his cock. He put his hands on her head. "Closer. My face. I want to see you." He could feel her gazing at him through her blindfold as she continued to draw his cock up and down gently with her breasts. He gasped as she took him in deeper. He gripped her hair, slightly pulling. "More. Faster. Slow down, softer." She bobbed her head up and down, teasing him.
He was close to climaxing. "Open eyes." She obeyed, looking up at him as she slowly swayed back and forth, his cock getting deeper each time. He was gasping and breathing heavily. "Slower. Barely. Stop." He thrust faster and hummed with pleasure. "More. Ah. Mmm." She increased her efforts.
He was finding it difficult to breathe. "Open. Eyes. Hills!" he yelled, feeling his climax approaching. She kept it slow and gentle. "Chest. Yes! Arms!" He found himself leaning back more, thrusting his hips as if he was unable to control them. She took him deeper and he groaned as she continued, almost spasming. He slipped a hand through her hair and pushed her off.
She moved closer, attempting to reattach her lips to his member. He supported his erection with one hand while allowing her to descend slightly, just onto the tip, which she orally engaged without reservation. He had to push her back off once more. She persisted in pushing, placing more of her weight onto it, extending her tongue while simultaneously rubbing his testicles through their container. He required both hands to keep her at bay, simply permitting the tip of her tongue to touch his tip. He weakened and permitted her to lower herself on him once more, deeper with more suction. He challenged to shield her body from causing her to fall onto him and pierce herself on him. He pulled her back by her hair, permitted her to fall down again, pulled her back, in a sequence, resembling the motion of jerking himself off with her head. Slurping noises left her each time he drew her off. He grinned at her. Throughout this, she maintained her focus on him, her gaze as cold as her mouth was warm, as though she were observing the reactions of another female whose lips he was employing and she was merely observing.
He needed to push her away once more to regain control. "Display what's in the bag for me."
She puckered her lips to give him an air kiss before opening the bag. From it, she removed items to show him: cuffs, a blindfold, a vibrator, a paddle, another vibrator.
"Cuffs."
She retrieved a pair and applied them to her wrists.
"Ankles as well. Naked."
She removed her blouse and stood to discard her pants.
"No bra and commando too?" he inquired.
She chuckled, discovered another pair of cuffs in the bag, and placed them on her ankles.
"Turn around."
She acquiesced, placing her hands behind her back. He paused to feel along her naked posterior, running a fingertip up her crevice and tickling her before fastening the wrist cuffs together. As she returned to face him and bent her knees, he stated, "Wait." He extended a hand toward her vulva and slid a finger along her slit. "Moist. And you've shaved."
She pursed her lips and applied another air kiss to his cheek, making a smacking noise.
He laughed and grasped his penis. She knelt back down between his legs and resumed her oral stimulation, still focusing on him. He placed his untouched hand against her cheek to feel her head go back and forth. She turned her head somewhat on her side, allowing him to feel her face sliding along his length, externally and internally, giving him a reaction. She turned the other way to provide the same sensation to him on that side.
He angled his dick to one side. With her hands tied behind her, she had to crouch and lean back to maintain contact, her gaze fixed on him. She took him deep in this new position, applying her lips while extending her tongue underneath him, opening herself widely, allowing him to experience the entrance to her throat. He felt her gulping on his tip. He growled.
He once more pulled her off using a handful of her hair. He had to lift his dick up to detach himself. She continued to follow his movement, attempting to reengage her lips, only to grasp him with additional pressure between her tongue and palate, making him groan as he tugged on himself and ahh as her teeth scratched along his length and caught the edge of his helmet.
He permitted her to return her lip to his tip, erasing the scratches with soothing, warm, wet lips. She initiated smacks, now right on him. He had to step back again. She dragged her still-puckered lips along his lower abdomen, kissing and biting, to the base, where she nibbled on him.
He rested his length against his stomach, slouched his bottom to the edge of the seat, opened his knees, and brought his feet to the couch. He exhaled. "Balls."
She descended on them, arching her back slightly to aim her mouth upward into his scrotum. Her hands struggled in their confines for a moment, striving to locate a position, but soon remained still. She worked a testicle in, moisten his skin as she sucked more forcefully and shortly had it in her mouth. She squeezed it, utilizing her lips to force it farther in, maintaining eye contact with him.
He struggled to withstand the intense feeling. His lungs froze as he gasped. He put his hand back on her head, tightly gripped her hair in his fist, but still didn't stop her, and just allowed her to do as she wished to him. She squeezed harder. His grip wrestled against the urge to push her away, while his legs moved in and out as his hips attempted to retreat from her grasp. He allowed himself to cry out in repeated moans that filled the room as she bit into him.
She let go of him. He breathed once more, deeply. She rose up and took his other testicle in her mouth, sucking on it, lubricating his sack with her tongue, and drawing it deeper into her. Again his breathing seized. Faint squeals escaped his tense throat. She sucked harder and he yelled again.
She ceased, a sudden shock that caused him to jerk. She crouched down again and took his other testicle into her mouth, working it in, soaking his sack with her tongue, sucking that egg into her from his sack that had drawn up tightly due to her ball sucking and cock sucking. Again his breathing faltered. Sixteeen, eighteen, twenty, his thoughts slowed down. He jerked.
She eased back, a surprise that made him jerk again. She got back down and took his other testicle into her mouth, working it in as she wet his sack with her tongue, sucking this egg in harder from his sack that had tightened up due to her ball sucking and cock sucking. His breath was labored. He was on the edge of orgasm.
She released him, a surprise that made him tense. She looked up at him and waited. She licked her lips. Drool dripped down her chin.
When he was able to breathe normally again, he said, "Up," and pulled her on top of him. She straddled his body on the couch. He held his rigid cock up and guided her vagina down onto it. She leaned into him and slid up and down against him, her nipples scratching over his chest hair, her lips sliding along his ear as her vagina lips moved on his cock. She made tiny noises, hardly heard. He held her hips and moved them up and down. She bit his shoulder. She whimpered. "Come," he whispered.
Together they increased the pace and depth. Her squeaks turned into grunts, then gasps, and eventually she was shaking in an orgasm, a small one. He thrust into her and his hips rose up into her. He stopped and his hips fell back to their original position.
He reached behind her, unbuckling her wrists and moving them to her ankles. He clipped the cuffs together, then the other side. He turned her onto her back. His legs, drawn up to her hands, forced her knees apart. He moved between her legs and pushed his cock into her. As he fucked her, he reached into the bag and found a blindfold. He paused momentarily with his cock especially deep and put the blindfold on her.
He continued fucking her, faster and harder. She stifled any loud noises, but her small squeals could be heard. He tickled her, causing her to writhe, making muffled mewling noises from her. He twisted both her nipples, tightly. Her head arched backwards and she writhed towards him. He found clamps in the bag and applied them to her nipples, causing her to jump as each one gripped on. Her shoulders shivered as her hands tried to reach for her breasts, but this only caused her legs to spread further apart.
He took two fingers and placed them in her mouth, shifting them over her tongue while she sucked them, pulling them in even deeper, and finger-fucked her mouth while he fucked her cunt. She squealed on his fingers and came again, a more powerful orgasm, shaking and throwing her body around.
He withdrew his wet fingers, then slowly pulled out his soaking cock. He stood next to her, on her side, took her blindfolded head in his hands and pulled her onto his cock so she could suck her own vaginal fluids from him. He pulled out briefly, found a vibrator in the bag, and inserted it into her cunt. She made a noise, "Mmm," and shook her head. He pressed it further in and turned it on.
Still with his cock in her mouth, her body shivered and shook. He yanked off the nipple clamp. Her teeth clamped on his cock in response, she was shaking, and orgasmed again, a small one, making his cock vibrate from her muffled moans while he twisted the freed nipple.
He thrust deeper, reaching the entrance to her esophagus, muffling her cries of pleasure, turned on the vibrator once more, and massaged a finger along her clit. She blurted out gagging noises while he was inside of her, causing her throat to tighten around his penis. He tightened the nipple clamp, causing her to shout, and then removed it.
She orgasmed so intensely that she curled up, her knees hitting her chest. He had to put the vibrator back in, as her contractions squeezed it so powerfully. He turned it up to maximum power and began thrusting into her. Her violent convulsions had forced him into her throat, causing her to choke on it. He thrust his cockhead in and out, then held her head in place and maintained it while she gnawed on him during her climax.
She fell back, her entire body trembling like the vibrator. He removed his cock from her mouth and moved it back and forth across her tongue while she panting for air. She clenched his cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, her lips creating a ring around his penis. He took off the blindfold from her eyes and looked into the watery eyes of hers. He pumped himself inside and outside while she gasped for breath, her eyes demanding his gaze. His eyes narrowed, he roared from deep within his chest, and he unloaded his seed onto her tongue. She swallowed and swallowed more while he ejaculated repeatedly until he had drained himself of his semen.
His body weakened. He had to extract himself and collapse onto the couch next to her. The only thing he could do was breathe and groan. He was eventually able to reach her foot and remove a handcuff.
After some time, she unclipped her other hand and sat up. She took out the vibrator, which was still running, and turned it off. She leaned her head into his lap and rested it there, her arms wrapped around his waist while her hair covered him. He ran his hand through her hair and caressed the back of her neck. His crotch became warm with her slow inhalations. After more time, she took his limp, leaking penis in her mouth and licked off the remnants of his kumamelo while making him shiver.
She rose to her knees and kissed him on the lips, allowing him to taste himself on her tongue. From somewhere within the cushions, she found his tablet and returned it to his hands. She collected her clothes, toys, and the bag before standing before him and presenting herself one last time naked. She blew him a kiss and walked out.
He returned his attention back to his reading, but his gaze could not maintain its focus, his thoughts unable to process the words. The tablet fell from his lap. He was content. Spent. Satisfied. His only desire was to exist, to be a man. His eyes closed. His muscles were flaccid like his penis. It was the greatest pleasure just to be.
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