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Blogs > peakexperience59 > Peak Experiences

Tie me up... (part 5)  

peakexperience59 64M
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6/3/2013 12:09 am
Tie me up... (part 5)

Continued from Tie me up part 4

If you're new to this series, you may want to start from Tie me up intro part 1

His weight settles onto the bed again. You feel a shift as he leans onto his hands on both sides of your head. He's leaning over you now. You can almost feel the warmth of his face close to yours. You tilt your head upward a bit, lips slightly parted in anticipation.

You feel his lips meet yours in a first kiss. Just a brief soft kiss. His lips press warm against yours, kiss gently for a moment, and then lift away.

A pause.

Now his body shifts again. He lays himself down onto the bed next to you and slides closer, so that the whole flank of his body lies alongside yours.

He curves his arm underneath your shoulder, embracing you with his hand against the back of your head. His hand lifts and turns your head slightly toward him. Then you feel his chest press against yours as he leans in for the next kiss.

This time the kiss continues. His lips part, and you feel the tip of his tongue flicker across your lips. He tastes and explores your lips. His tongue retreats, but he continues kissing you, inviting you to respond.

For the first time, you can actually respond in kind. Your tongue, at least, is not bound.

You reach out your tongue to answer him, lightly touching his lips, the edge of his teeth, the tip of his tongue.

Your tongues meet and dance, curling and exploring, shifting back and forth, in and out of each other's mouths.

You both breathe harder as the dance quickens and the kiss becomes more intense.
Your lips open wider, your tongues probing and retreating, curving and swooping around each other, dancing back and forth between you and him, lips flexing and turning, tasting and enjoying each other.

Then the pace slows, his tongue touches yours more lightly, becomes a softer lingering kiss, and then his lips lift away from yours again.

Another pause.
Your tongue traces the inside of your own mouth, remember the feel of him there.

He shifts again. One had still supports your head. Now you feel his other hand trace the outlines of the mask. His fingers lightly trace the edge of the mask, where it runs from the fastening at the back, up along your cheeks. A feather touch continues up across our blindfolded eyes and briefly rests on the crown of your head.

Then his lips follow. A brief kiss touches each of your eyes. Then light kisses trace your cheekbones, your cheeks, the line of your jaw.

His hand tilts your head farther back to kiss along one side of your throat, then turns your head to kiss the other side.

Another turn of your head and you feel his lips against your ear – kissing lightly, the tip of his tongue tracing the lobe and probing a bit, his teeth nibbling a bit at the edges. Then a turn of your head back the other way, for the same treatment of the other ear.

Finally just a brief kiss on your lips, lifting away again before you can respond.

Another pause.

Then the hand supporting your head grips harder. His fingers tangle in your hair behind the mask and hold tight, locking your head into place. His other hand takes hold of your hip on the opposite side, pinning it down. He leans over you further, so that his weight presses you against the bed. He can feel the tight aroused points of your nipples press against his chest.

His lips meet yours again, but not gently.

Now his kiss is rough and demanding. His tongue pushes into your mouth, not asking any permission, just probing and shoving wherever it wants.

Maybe you respond in kind again, sucking him inward, showing that you can take him.
Or maybe you push back into his mouth, giving as good as you get.

But he has the advantage. He holds your head and body locked in place, while his kiss takes you even harder. His lips press almost bruisingly against yours, while his tongue thrusts deeper into your mouth, leaving you barely able to even catch your breath.

You struggle against him, but are you trying to close your mouth to him, or open even wider?
The muted whimpers that escape your lips, are they distress or desire?

Meanwhile his free hand begins to roam across your body. One moment it's on your hip, then running up the side of your chest, then way down along the inside of your thigh, then sliding across your abdomen, randomly touching you wherever he wants.

You rediscover how bound you are. You can't escape his kiss or touch even if you wanted to.
He can touch you any place or any way that he wants.
And he can also not touch you in the places that you might want most.
The muffled outcries that greet his touch, are they a protest or a plea for more?

Finally his free arm curves underneath you to pull you up against him in a tight embrace – his body leaning across you while his lips lock against yours in one last long kiss. He holds the kiss, his body and lips still now, feeling your response...

...and then he releases you and pulls away. His face and body are gone from yours.

You're left tied down alone on the bed, gasping for breath, shocked and exhilarated by the hunger you've felt from him and from yourself.

You wait again.

Where will he touch next?
And which kind of touch will it be - gentle, hard, sensuous, hungry, inviting, demanding?
Which kind do you really want?

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