"For Jay"
by Anonymous
She prepares herself for the evening to come. She is shivering
with anticipation as she bathes and shaves for him. She lingers
over rubbing lotion into her skin and oil into her shaved pussy,
enjoying the feel of her soft skin. Finally she goes to dress for
him, hoping that he likes what she has chosen to wear.
She slides white lace stockings up her legs, then puts on the
sheer white blouse that she bought with him in mind. She adds the
red and black plaid "schoolgirl" miniskirt that came with the
shirt, and stands before the mirror admiring the picture she makes
and how sexy the outfit makes her feel.
Quickly now, it is almost time to leave. She grabs a bag and
throws some silk scarves and a small stereo into it, pulls a long
coat over her outfit, and rushes out the door. She drives quickly
to the motel and pays for the room.
She leaves her coat on when she arrives, waiting until he gets
there so she can see the look on his face when he sees her. She
rubs her fingernails softly up and down her stomach and chest,
lightly grazing her nipples every so often. She waits.
Finally, she hears his car, and her heart races when she realizes
he is there. He comes into the room, bringing a gust of cold air
with him. He sees her still in her coat and assumes that she has
just arrived as well. While he goes through the familiar routine
of undressing and talking to her of things he has done lately,
she takes time to admire the unique beauty of this man, who is
both her best friend and her lover.
He has dark hair, almost black, peppered with gray. He keeps his
hair short, but has finally allowed it to grow long enough that
she can grasp handfuls of it while he is fucking her. He has
gorgeous brown eyes fringed by soft curling black eyelashes that
she would sell her soul to have. His mouth, topped by a neatly
trimmed mustache, is the most beautiful part of him. Full lips,
the lower one almost pouting it is so full. She loves to kiss
him, nibble that lip, suck it into her warm mouth while he is
stroking inside her.
As his shirt comes off, she admires his chest, the light dusting
of hair, the sweet, perfect nipples that she loves to pinch and
bite. As he lowers his jeans, she admires the sight of his cock,
still soft, and imagines how sweet it is going to be to lick it
to life. His legs, ah, his legs. She has never been a leg woman,
but she loves everything about his. Not muscle bound but still
rock hard, big thighs, perfectly covered in hair. As he bends to
remove his socks, she admires the curve of his ass, already
imagining the feel of it under her hands and nails while she
pulls him ever deeper into her. At last, naked, he goes to the
bed and lays down.
Only then does he notice that she is still sitting motionless in
the chair. He looks a question at her. She is nervous beyond
belief. She has always depended on the sexual allure of herself
alone, never adorned in any way. Being here now, the plans she
made make her feel alternately sexy and scared as a little
girl. She takes a deep breath, and summoning nerve she never knew
she had, she stands slowly. Making sure that she has his
undivided attention, she turns on the stereo she brought with
her.
The song is "Slow Ride" by Bonnie Raitt, a song whose
steady beat has always made her feel sexy. She keeps her back to
him, begins swaying with the music, and starts to unbutton her
coat. She closes her eyes. The only way she will have the nerve
to continue is to close her eyes and dance as if she were alone.
Slowly, she turns to face him, still moving in time to the music,
unbuttoning her coat fully and moving one lapel aside so he can
get a peek of her outfit. As her eyes are closed, she has no idea
how he is reacting to this, and doesn"t allow herself to
think about it. She slowly removes her coat, and her nipples
harden in a rush, partly from excitement, partly because the room
is slightly cool to allow for the body heat she plans to generate
soon. She tosses the coat aside, and as the music continues, she
slowly dances around the room, showing off her outfit, then
removing each piece, taking the time to touch each part of her
At last, with the song coming to an end, she is fully naked, and
hesitantly opens her eyes to see his reaction. He is fully erect,
and one drop of precome has escaped the head of his cock. She
smiles. Going to him, she tells him not to touch her. She bends,
and only allowing the very tip of her tongue to touch him, licks
that sweet drop from the head of his cock. She smiles again, and
goes to the bag and pulls out a scarf. She sees both the question
and the innate trust in his eyes, and laughs in anticipation.
As much as she hates to cover those beautiful eyes, she imagines
how erotic it will be to have him laying there in the darkness,
never knowing what she will be doing next. She folds the scarf
and firmly covers his eyes with it, knotting it to the side of
his head so that he can still comfortably lay his head down. She
bends over and again tells him not to touch her. His hands ball
into fists at his sides. Not allowing anything to touch him but
her mouth, she kisses him, slowly running her tongue into his
mouth. His tongue eagerly meets and tangles with hers. She cannot
tell which of them is trembling, and fears it is herself.
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Before she loses her will and simply jumps on the bed and offers
herself, she moves away from him and takes several deep breaths.
What is it about this man that inspires such immediate lust in
her? She pulls two more scarves from the bag and asks him for his
hands. He is skeptical, but allows her to tie his hands to the
headboard. She checks to make sure they are tied loosely enough
not to hurt him, but tightly enough to hold his powerful hands
away from her.
Once he is secured, she climbs onto the bed. She begins raking
her nails lightly up and down his chest and stomach, flicking his
nipples, dipping lower and lower but never touching his cock. She
moves lower and lower on his body, lightly stroking his skin,
circling but never touching his cock in any way. She notices that
he is seeping again, and that his cock is twitching, rock hard.
She smiles in relief. It looks as if he is liking this as much as
she is. She can feel her own wetness as it leaves her body and
begins to drip down her inner thighs. She reaches down, wets a
finger in herself, then offers it to him. The scent of her hits
him, and he eagerly takes her finger into his mouth, licking and
sucking it clean. The feel of his soft wet mouth around her
finger makes her even wetter and she moans softly.
Quickly, she moves away from him, again taking several deep
breaths to calm herself. When her heart has slowed a little, she
returns to him, and begins kissing him, starting at his ears. She
loves to suck his earlobes and swirl her tongue all around the
shell of his ears. She kisses and licks his neck, then finds the
cord on the side of his neck and bites it gently, not wanting to
mark her lover. She works her way down, kissing, licking,
nibbling each inch of him, paying close attention to his nipples
and sides. He shivers, goose bumps rising all along his stomach
and chest. She continues down the beautiful body that she has
enjoyed so many times in the past. She finds that this situation
has given her a whole new level of excitement and lust for the
coming sex.
Again, she avoids touching his cock in any way. She bites his
legs almost harshly, reveling in how much stronger than her he
is. She works her way all the way to his toes, and sucks them
firmly, one by one, into her mouth, taking care not to tickle.
Finally, she sits very quietly next to him, not touching him in
any way. She waits.
She doesn't know how much time passes, surely no more than
10 seconds, before he starts to move restlessly on the bed. She
gives in and very softly reaches out and licks the head of his
cock. His whole body stiffens. She takes him into her mouth,
taking the full length of him, letting his head graze the back of
her throat. This is what he loves, the absolute joy she takes in
sucking his cock. She tries to put everything she has and is into
this, tries to show him that although she is certainly no virgin,
she has never had a more perfect cock. He is the perfect size,
shape and taste. He does not overwhelm her mouth, but feels huge
when fucking her. She tries without words to show him how
beautiful he is to her. Whether he understands or not, he is
getting close to coming, she can see his balls starting to
tighten up. Reluctantly, for she loves the feel of him pulsing in
her mouth as he comes, she releases him from her mouth.
She has one final surprise in store for him. Although they had
tried this once before, it had not been a huge success, and she
wanted to show him how good it could be. She pours some oil into
her hand, and warms it. Then she lubes up his cock, being almost
clinical as she can tell he is still too close to shooting, and
she wants it inside her when that happens. She straddles his hips
and slowly lowers herself onto his cock. She feels his surprise
when he feels the tightness of her ass instead of the slick
wetness of her pussy. It burns at first, but she grits her teeth
and forces herself to relax and let him in. Once she has the full
length of it in her ass, she rests, letting herself adjust to the
feel of him. After the burning has passed, she begins to move
slowly on his cock, rocking back and forth, moving up and down.
Always quick to orgasm, she starts coming almost immediately, and
the feel of her contracting around his cock sets him off. Every
muscle in his body cords as he shoots himself repeatedly deep in
her ass.
She lays on his chest, listening to his heart pound, feeling her
own heart trying to beat her to death. When she can think again,
she realizes that he is still tied and blindfolded. She smiles,
kisses him, and releases him. As much as she wants to talk to
him, see what he thought of this new experience, she drifts off
to sleep.
- The End -
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