Erotic Story: Nothing… 7

Written By: Jenne
So I find myself laying spread-eagle on the bed, my eyes tightly bound with a silk scarf, and my wrists and ankles straining against the ropes that held them tightly to each corner of our king sized bed. I can feel the beads of sweat beginning to trickle down my forehead. The anticipation is killing me. I have no idea what he had planned for this evening, but I give him my trust many years ago, and I know deep down inside he will never allow anyone or anything to hurt me.

I hear the door open and close, I strain to hear the foot steps fall across the floor, but can hear nothing. Had he left the room? Every nerve in my body was as stretched as the ropes that bound me, all I can do is listen, lie and await my fate.

I shiver as I feel a hand, gently brush against my cheek. Fingertips run over my face, down my neck and between my breasts. I stretch up, searching out the fingers, their touch. Were they Don’s or someone else? A sigh escapes my lips as the fingertips deftly dance over my nipples, just brushing them, causing them to jump to attention through the soft material of my blouse. Then nothing…

My nerves jangle around my body as I wait for the next touch, sure that it would follow, but where, when? My mind jumps as my brain recognizes not just one touch, but many. Fingertips, flat hands pressing against my body. The room still silent, with the exception of my groans and moans. Then nothing…

Every fiber in my body is screaming for another touch. My panties wet and my nerves on fire with anticipation. Without warning, the tormenting begins again, this time it feels like countless hands, exploring my body. I feel the coolness of the room, as my blouse buttons are popped one by one, by skilled hands. Fingertips are replaced by trails of wetness, soft breath against my skin, then once more are withdrawn. Again I’m left with nothing…

My body reacts without thought. The ropes straining as I desperately fight for someone, anyone’s touch. My nerves frayed, my body taken over by that strange thing we call lust. All I want is a touch, any touch. I don’t care what kind of touch, and I’m not afraid to vocalize my wish. I’m screaming at the top of my lungs, begging for someone, anyone to touch me. Still nothing…

After what seems like an eternity, an unfamiliar pair of lips quieten my own, and the frenzy of touches begins once more. My tongue reaches deep inside the mouth of my kisser, the hunger in me deeper than I had ever known. I feel my panties being torn from my body, and the warm breath of another who kisses my other lips, with as much fever as I am kissing my unknown lovers lips. An orgasm swells around my belly, as more hands join in the touching frenzy. Then once more as if by some some silent signal, nothing…

I had thought the hunger their touches had created before was insatiable, but that had been nothing to the feelings now coursing through my body. Now I let them know for sure what I wanted with the only thing I could, my voice. “I need a cock, and I need it now!” Even I could recognize the desperation in my voice as the words left my mouth. I had reached the point where it’s impossible to deny your body what it wants. Deny that carnal need that their touch had created within me. My hunger was immense, and my need for an orgasm even deeper.

Again, I wait, writhing against the ropes that hold me, waiting for someone to give me the one thing that I needed: release! Suddenly sounds swirl around me, someone climbs between my bounds, and without hesitation plunges inside me. Hands are once again over my body, touching me, tweaking my nipples as my unknown lover plunges deep into me. My orgasm erupts, catching me unawares. The scream that erupts as my orgasm let lose matched his as he fills me. Gently he reaches forward and removes my blindfold. I am surrounded by a group of strangers, but resting between my legs is Don, smiling down at me, his eyes dancing as he once more pushes into me. I realize that at this moment nothing else matters…

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