Scarves

I was looking forward to a nice quite evening with you; we pulled into the driveway at your place and went inside. I was getting ready to chill the wine when you remembered you forgot something at the store. I told you to go on ahead and I’ll finish chilling the wine.

A minute later you were out the door and on your way. I put the bottle of wine in the wine bucket and iced it up, and then I began to put my plan into motion. Into your bedroom I sprang, my heart beating a hundred miles a minute; hoping you wouldn’t come back to soon.

I knew they were here somewhere, how many times have I seen them adorning your shoulders, beckoning me, taunting me. Quickly I searched through your drawers, the first three not finding what I was looking for. My heart rate shot up even more, what if I can’t find them I thought; no they have to be here somewhere. Finally I hit pay the jackpot, there they were, lying there just waiting.

Swiftly I took them out and made good on my plans, the whole time listening to every sound thinking it was you coming through the door. Finally done, I had one last thing to do, around the room were a number of candles, finding a lighter on the dresser, I lit them and headed back out to the kitchen, closing the door behind so as not to give it away yet.

Not more then a minute later I heard your car and you came through the door. The wine was now nicely chilled and I poured us each a glass while you cut the cheese you had just gotten at the store. We munched on the cheese and had several glasses of wine, the whole time I was smiling to myself thinking about what was to come.

The wine was now nearly gone, and I could see in your eyes that it had begun to have an effect on you, it was time I thought to myself. I got up from the chair and came around the table to you; I reached out and took your wine glass from you setting it on the table. I took your hand, and pulled you up from the table and led you to the bedroom, opening the door we were greeted by the flicker of candle light.

As we enter the room I took you in my arms and pulled you close, kissing you deeply. Our tongues entwined, tasting, searching, and probing in the passion of our kiss. Finally the spell broken, we moved apart as you began to undress. Your shadow dancing across the room in the flickering candle light, slowly at first you removed your blouse, then your slacks, torturing me, tantalizing me with your beauty.

Lastly your bra slipped away and you slid your silken panties off standing there, graceful and sinfully beautiful all the while the candles drew their magical shadows across you. I stood there spell bound unmoving while this unfolded before me, you moved first coming toward me as you reached out and began to unbutton my shirt.

As I gazed at you; even with the subdued light from the candles I could see the flush on your face from the wine. Finally I moved and I helped you finish undressing me. Our lips met once again as we kissed, my lips found your neck and with little kisses I traced your neck till I found your ear and I kissed and licked your ear, your hair lightly brushing against my face.

As hard as it was, I leaned back and stood up, taking you by the hand and leading you to the bed. This is it I thought, now or never; you sat down on the edge of the bed and I leaned down to you; my hands on your shoulders laying you back on the bed. As I guided you down I gently turned you so you lay back straight on the bed, I straddled over you lifting your arms so they were over your head. Hopefully to not make you suspicious, I acted as if I were massaging your arms. Once your arms were all the way back, I knew the time had come, without hesitation I reached back to the headboard and pulled out the scarves I had set their earlier. I had already tied loops in them earlier and swiftly slipped them over your wrists and pulled them tight.

As I moved upright I saw the look of surprise come over your face, I leaned in and whispered in your ear; “relax, you know I could never do anything to hurt you. I’ve seen you wearing these scarves before and just thought they could be put to use in another way. This is for you, relax and enjoy.”

I got off the bed and moved down to the foot, I had put two more scarves there, one for each foot. I looped them around your ankles and gently tightened the knots down. You were now tied spread eagle on the bed with no way to move, the scarves holding you in place. I gazed at you for a moment as I watched the candle light dance over your body in their ever changing dance.

I had also placed several feathers on the dresser, now taking them up I sat down on the side of the bed next to you. I took one of the feathers and starting at your neck I began to trace the outline of your porcelain features. Down your neck to your shoulders the feather floated under my control. Down your arm to your hands, which were now open; palm up.

Across your open hand, then to your fingers tracing each finger; the feather flowing in the outline of your hand. I stopped there and went back to your neck, this time up under your chin and sown your chest. The quills fluttered as they followed the outline of your breasts, moving the feather in ever tightening circles as I moved it closer to your nipple.

I heard the change in your breathing as the feather flicked across your nipple. Teasingly I quickly moved the feather across your nipple several more times before slowing down and concentrating full attention on your now hardening nipple. Taking up another feather in my free hand I now began to tease each nipple with a feather. Your nipples now fully hard, I heard the whisper escape from your lips “Oh Yes!”

Now taking both feathers in one hand I moved my way down along your stomach to your leg. The feathers now an extension of my hand flowed over your leg down to your foot. An impish grin came across me as I was tempted to run them across the bottom of your feet to give you a good tickle but I resisted not wanting to spoil the moment. Moving away from your feet, the feathers now on the inside of your legs and moving up toward your inner thigh. I brushed the feathers over your soft hair, just barely enough to touch it.

I heard you catch your breath quickly at the light touch, as you tried to lift your head up to see. Across the top of your triangle the feather moved, back down along the inside of your leg. This time I brushed the feather across your lips, first upwards then back down again, a soft moan sighed from you as I teased you.

I stood up and placed the feathers on the night stand, I leaned down to you, lightly, softly kissing you. My tongue traced the outline of your lips, as I tasted the lingering of your lip gloss. “Untie me” you whispered. I shook my head no and said “I’m not ready to yet.”

I got up and went to the dresser and opened the middle drawer, reaching in I moved the clothes there out of the way and found what I was looking for. As I pulled my hand out it held your little toy. I turned and walked back to the bed and said to you “You didn’t think I knew about this, but I’ve known for some time.”

I turned it on to its lowest setting, a slight hum filled the room, and the vibrator seemed to be yearning to be put to work. Without any hesitation I sat down about midway on the bed and with the tip I caressed your inner thigh. Your leg muscles tensed at the touch as they pulled against their silken restraints. I moved the toy close to your triangle outlining it from top to bottom.

Your soft moans now filling the room in competition with the hum of the vibrator; I brought the tip to your soft lips, barely touching them. You let out a deep gasp follow by a soft moan, saying, “No, don’t stop.” Again I brushed by your lips this time lingering a second longer. You tried to move your body closer to it, but you were unable to do so; held tight by the ties that bound you.

Not being able to take anymore myself, I brought the tip to your lips; it almost seemed as if they parted on their own anxious for what was to come. Now wet with your juices that escaped from your parted lips, the vibrator found it way easily inside you, slipping deeper and deeper in. Your lips now spread wide almost as if they were gripping that which was in you. Your sweet pearl was now visible barely peeking through its hood.

I bent down and softly blew my warm breathe across your pearl, them took it in my lips and kissed it. Your moans, now increasing gave your pleasure away; and incensed me even further. Using my lips I softly sucked your tender pearl till it had fully come out from under its hood.

Then my tongue took over and I began to lick it, tasting your sweetness as it flowed freely while the vibrator did it own work. I could feel your skin now on my cheeks as I buried my face down and began to increase the strokes of my tongue. Your moans now growing more consistent as my tongue caressed you. I reached with one hand and turned up the vibrator to its halfway point, now again the sound of it tried to compete with you. I could feel the vibration as I teased and licked your pearl of sweetness.

I lifted my head to see you, you were trying to lift your head up and for a brief second before you lowered it back down I could see the dreamy look in your eyes and I knew you were close. Lowering my head back down with a feverish pitch my tongue flicked over your pearl, only stopping briefly to take it in my lips and suckle it. Again I reached to the dial on the vibrator and turned it up all the way. The gasp that escaped your lips almost seemed to hang in the air, as if you were trying to catch your breath and couldn’t quite do it.

Your leg muscles what little they could move seemed to hold me in place, not wanting to release me. Aroused by your taste, and the scent of your arousal, my tongue took on a life of its own, flicking, licking, and not wanting to stop. Your breathing had now started coming in short gasps as your soft moans now increased and took on a new level.
I could feel the trembling in your legs against me, your body began to convulse; I knew at this point that you had reached the plateau of which there was no turning back. Suddenly I heard you draw in a deep breath and silence hung in the air, the only movement was the flickering of the candle light. Then your release came, you let out a deep scream as the ****** passed through you, your body shuddering, your legs clamped tight against me.

Your ****** passed as your legs released me; I lifted my head up, reached my hand between you turning off the vibrator. I slid it out it almost seemed as if you were trying to keep it there but it was so slick with your juices that it slid out instantly.

You were trying to catch your breath, I gazed at you while you were, the soft features of your face seemed like you had floated away and you were in ecstasy. Once you had caught your breath, without saying a word, my tongue once again was drawn to your pearl. Again I began softly, oh so softly, since now I knew your senses were on full. Now my tongue also had freedom to explore your lips, and fully taste of the sweet wine that was you.

The second ****** came on much quicker then the first, after only a few short minutes Again I could feel the pressure rising in you as your senses flooded your being. The moans grew into a single scream as your body pulsed with its release. This time your hips raised off the bed, myself following not wanting to be pulled away; your ****** pulsed through you seeming to last an eternity. You finally released your breath, your body slowly drifting back down to the bed, slight shudders coursed through you almost like small aftershocks.

I raised myself up, almost weak myself, I reached down and released the scarf on one leg and then the other. I made my way to the top of the bed undoing your arms, I lay back as you rolled over towards me, my arms encircling you and drawing you close....il mio amore …….
Southernman48 Southernman48
46-50, M
6 Responses Jul 25, 2010

That was wonderful, Southernman. <br />
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"...my arms encircling you and drawing you close....il mio amore …"<br />
Perfect.

WiB that sounds like an invitation ;-) I'll pick up a bottle of wine on the way.<br />
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eight, I'm a guy...love playing with toys, especially when they have buttons and dials to turn.

the scarves are easily found southernman ... they are draped over my mirror!!

Thank you msshelly, it would be a wonderful experience, passion can go hand in hand with a little rough play so to speak

Thank you WiB.<br />
If I ever drop by for a visit, you might want to hide the scarves :-)<br />
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Nah, I'll find them

Ooooh ... very nice ... something I love ... feathers, tongue, vibrators and scarves ... oh yes a great combination ... very erotic.