TITLE    : Kristy's Morning Fantasy
STORYID  : kristys-morning-fantasy_2002
SUMMARY  : He creates a masturbatory fantasy for her delight.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2002-03-21
CATEGORY : exhibitionist-voyeur
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |none|


The remainder of the evening was more than pleasurable as we made love.... Sometimes fighting to see who would be on top.... others wrestling as we teased each other &#xFDD3; me sometimes not giving her what she wanted, and sometimes she not giving me what I wanted... But, in the end, we both fell asleep quite exhausted. We had made love in a number of different positions; had enjoyed each other's taste and our shared taste.... When we finally fell asleep, snuggled together, I was sure that parts of us would be stuck together in the morning. Except to get something to drink, we hadn't left the bed and our combined juices were on us in various places... or, in her case, flowing from within her. Oh, well, I thought, as I enjoyed the feeling of her naked, relaxed, satisfied (even if only temporarily) body close to mine, the worst that will happen is that we will have to get unstuck in the morning! But at least we'd be waking up together....



I woke up once or twice in the night... Pleased to find her still snuggled close to me. Not once did I wake up to find her out of reach, or even out of touch. Each time I awoke, some part of her was touching some part of me... or vice&#xFDD3;versa I guess, depending on your point of view. But either way, we were still close and apparently staying that way, even in our sleep. It made me feel good, and it was easy to fall asleep in the warmth of that secure feeling.



In the morning, or at least when I woke up and daylight was peeking around the edges of her curtains, I found her staring at me with her ice&#xFDD3;blue beautiful eyes; her completely kissable, perfectly pouty mouth just inches away. "Good morning," she said with a smile, before leaning over to kiss me. I was trying to say, "Good morning" back when our lips met and my words were lost. For as much as I was used to not kissing passionately in the morning due to concerns over "morning breath", I was quite pleased with the way she aggressively kissed me, her lips pressed firmly against mine and her tongue exploring mine with an attitude that dared me to resist. A small voice inside my head hinted that she was forcing herself &#xFDD3; her personality &#xFDD3; her will &#xFDD3; her spirit &#xFDD3; into my life bright and early in the morning as if to insure that she was still in my life as much this morning as she had been the night before. I kissed her back in a way that let her know she was still as much a part of me this morning as she had been since the day we "met" on line.



 

Finally our lips parted, and I almost felt out of breath... I became very aware of her nakedness against me, and, even though I had to take care of the usual morning biological functions, my manhood began to rise. Her searching hand found this out just moments later and she giggled as her hand began to stroke me to an even larger erection. "Didn't you get enough last night?" she asked with an evil grin. "There is no such thing as enough," I answered her with a grin of my own. "Thank God I found you," she said sarcastically before kissing me again. When she let me up for air, my cock was rock hard and I had to pee so bad my teeth were floating, and until I had relieved that need, nothing sexual was going to happen. (It's a quirk of male biology) So, assuring her that I'd be right back, I disengaged myself from her and climbed out of her bed.



Do you have any idea how hard it is to pee with a hard&#xFDD3;on? You practically have to stand on your head, but I managed and hadn't softened much in the process. When I returned to the bed, as I climbed in on "my" side, she was escaping out the other side. I tried to grab her and hold her down, but she squirmed away and padded off to the bathroom herself. I have to admit that I enjoyed the view quite a bit as I watched her legs, hips, butt and body walking away. There were a few spots on her skin that glistened and I realized that they were where miscellaneous juices from our previous nights lovemaking had dried. I don't know why I found that incredibly erotic, but I did, and then she was out of sight.



When she returned to the bedroom, I again watched her walking and observed several more glistening patches on her skin. When she climbed into the bed beside me, she found me waiting for her with a throbbing erection being stroked by my own hand. With a raised eyebrow, she watched me stroke myself for a few moments before meeting my eyes. "Is that for me or you?" she asked with a serious look on her face. "It's for me while I watch you," I answered with a devilish grin. "Oh," she said looking surprised, but not for long. "And I'm just supposed to lay back and masturbate for your pleasure?" she asked. "No," I answered. "For your pleasure... You get the first one and I'll get the rest." Her only reply was a smile as she laid back beside me and spread her thighs....



As her fingers began to work in her moist sex, she closed her eyes and asked, "And what am I supposed to think about while I finger myself?" "You could watch me," I replied, "or I could tell you a story.... Create a fantasy for you.... Which would you prefer?" "Hmmmm.... a fantasy," she replied. And so, I began my tale.... her fingers playing her pussy while my hands stroked my cock and fondled my balls.



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The story takes place after we've been together for awhile. I've enjoyed a day off, while you've been at work. As a result, I've had all day to plan your surprise. When you come home, I meet you at the door.... Holding a blindfold and your favorite drink &#xFDD3; Kahlua. You take the drink and raise your eyebrows in question at me, but don't argue as I step behind you and tie the blindfold in place. Once tied, I make sure you can't see and encourage you to enjoy your drink. Taking your hand, I guide you through our place to our bedroom and leave you standing in the door way, blindfolded, with your drink, wondering....



You can hear me moving around the bedroom, but don't recognize the sounds as you finish your drink. Once it's empty, I come to you again, making enough noise that I don't surprise you, but having been quiet enough that you don't know I'm naked until I remove the blindfold. When you open your eyes, a mixed delight greets you... me, naked and hard... and the new four&#xFDD3;poster bed that I had delivered today. I know we had talked about a water&#xFDD3;bed, but I couldn't find one that came with a frame like this.



When you look closer, you see something has been added to the bed &#xFDD3; the four leather restraints at each corner: one black, one red, one blue and one green. I ask you not to move as I undress you, requiring you only to move your arms and legs as necessary to get you out of all your clothes. I fight the urge to kiss and lick your skin as it's exposed, knowing that plenty of pleasures await us. When you are completely naked, I have you lay down on the bed, on your back, and with your arms and legs spread so that I can secure you with the leather you love. Each restraint is designed so that if you struggle, they only hold you tighter, but if you relax and think about what you are doing, you could get out of them. They were hard to find, but this was important to me. With the black on your right wrist, and the red on your left, the green goes to your right ankle and the blue to your left. The view from between your spread legs is quite enjoyable, but I have as much time as I want to see it.



Once you are tied down, naked and spread... I leave the room, seeing the wonderment in your eyes... I know what you're thinking. How long will he be gone? What does he have planned? I'm so wet...... And you are.



When I return, I have a tray full of items.... You can see the two ice&#xFDD3;buckets, but you don't know that one of them is full of &#xFDD3; well, we'll wait on that... You can see the squeeze bottle of honey... and the can of redi&#xFDD3;whip.... You can see the watermelon flavored massage oil, but not the comb or scissors....



 

"Was your drink good?" I ask conversationally. "Yes," you reply, all the questions obvious in your voice. "But I think I might have needed a few more." "Oh, no," I assure you. "I want you completely sober and aware of everything that I'm going to do to you, with you... and then what you are going to do to, and for, me." THAT brings even more questions to your eyes.. But you will have to wait for answers.



Setting the tray down on the bed stand, I move to the bed beside you.. Kneeling beside your head... Displaying my rock hard cock for your view... in fact just inches from your face. "Can you think of anything you'd like to do with this?" I ask you with an evil grin. "Oh, yes," you reply with a grin of your own.



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As the story continues, I can hear your fingers working in your sex... As your moans of delight sound at each new surprise in the fantasy I'm creating for you. My own cock is rock hard and seeping pre&#xFDD3;cum freely... so much that I'm using it as lubricant to stroke myself.



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"Well," I say, almost harshly, "for the time being, this is not about what you'd like... this is about what I'd like. And for starters, I'd like for you to suck me as if my cock is your favorite meal..." With that, I take my erection in hand and lean forward to present it to your mouth which you open willingly. Moving my hips ever so slightly, enjoying the facade of control, while knowing that I won't do anything to cause you discomfort, I feed you the first few inches of my manhood, enjoying the feeling of your tongue and lips as you savor the taste of my already flowing pre&#xFDD3;cum.



After a few minutes, long before I get anywhere close to cumming, I pull myself from you, smiling as I watch you strain your head up to keep me in your mouth, enjoying the fact that the restraints only allow you to move so far. "Now," I say with a teasing voice, "let's see what's on this tray that you might enjoy....." With a delightful mischievousness, I pick up the comb and scissors, holding them where you can see them and working the scissors as I move down between your spread thighs. Your eyes open wide in surprise, but not for very long... and then you say, "Not too short, okay?" We both know that, but my only reply is, "That's my choice....." And then I'm between your spread legs.... combing your pubic hair gently, realizing that I'm not going to trim much because you are always so conscious of this anyway.



 

Actually cutting very little at all, I enjoy combing your pubic thatch thoroughly and am very aware of your wetness as the hair sticks together in the comb. With the scissors, I don't think I cut even a quarter inch from your dark pubes... but you wouldn't know that for awhile.



Rising from between your spread thighs, relishing the aroma of your sweet sex, I put the comb and scissors down on the tray and say, "Excuse me," as I leave the bed. I go to the bathroom to get a warm, wet towel with which to wipe all the trimmed hairs from you. I make sure to get the towel warm to the point of being borderline hot so that when it's moist heat contacts your own moist heat, you can feel the steaminess against your swollen pussy lips.



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My cock is achingly hard as my orgasm is slowly building within me.... and I'm loving the view as I watch your eyes close, your breathing become rapid in your heaving chest with its hard nipples.. The best is being able to see and hear your fingers working over, into, out of and around your wet box. God, I want to eat you so bad, or pound into you.. But I have to finish the story &#xFDD3; it's too good to waste...



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Once I've satisfied myself that there are no more stray hairs, I reach for the squeeze bottle of honey.... It was heated prior to be bringing it into the room and is still almost hot to the touch. Holding it up in front of you where you can see it, I slowly pop open the top and turn the bottle over... I don't squeeze it, instead allowing the sticky flowing honey to drip in thin lines, the first of which hits you just above your freshly trimmed pubic thatch... Very carefully, I enjoy moving the bottle back and forth to leave small trails of sugary sweetness on your skin, in your pubic hair, and all over your swollen pink lips. Before putting the bottle back on the tray, I squeeze it to leave a large flow of the warm honey directly between your inner lips, just barely beginning to flow over your hot opening. Setting the bottle aside, I run a single finger between those lips, from the bottom up, catching a significant amount of that honey that has mixed with your own slickness. I raise the finger carefully to your mouth, allowing you to taste the sweetness of the honey mixed with the sweetness of my Kristy=s deliciousness. As you suck that finger clean, I hear you moan... and then I pull my finger away to answer my own desires and yours.



 

Lowering myself between your tied open legs, I begin to lick the honey from your sex... both the honey that I put there and the honey you create with your excitement. As I extend my tongue to lick, and use my lips to suck, I am very careful not to touch your hard clit.... Your excitement is obvious and I don't want to push you over the edge yet. There is much more teasing to come before I allow you to orgasm. And so, I carefully, taking my time and enjoying the moments, eat the honey from you.... off of you, out of you.... until I'm sure there is no more stickiness from the honey I put there.



I know your pussy is hot and steamy.... not only from your own excitement and wetness but from the heat of the towel and then the heat of the honey followed by the heat of my lips and tongue as I ate you. So, reaching into the ice bucket, I get an ice cube..... And begin to rub it on your belly button.... trailing it fairly quickly down through your pubes, into your slit, over your clit.. And down past your opening, only to tease you with a slight push... not entering you, but letting you feel the pressure before moving it back up.... Up your slit... over your clit.... And then just sitting in your belly button until I bend to suck it up.... into my mouth... and then I move up on you to feed it to you... and you take it willingly.



While you suck on that partially melted ice cube, I grab the Redi&#xFDD3;&#xFDD3;whip..... startling you by spraying you liberally with it... all over your body.... The cold white cream slapping against your skin as it lands on you... until both of your breasts and all of your hot pussy is covered... and then, once again, I bend to my task.....



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"Don't make yourself cum yet," I say to you... "Draw it out... let it build... When it finally gets here, let it be long, deep and intense...." A groan of pleasure is your only reply as your fingers continue to stroke between your pink swollen lips.....



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With great delight I suck and lick the white melting cream from your body.... From your belly, your hips... your legs... your chest... teasing, licking, sucking and nibbling on your erect nipples.... And, of course, from your wet sex... This time just teasing your hard sensitive clit with my teeth.... not chewing, but just letting you feel them.... I love the deep throated groan it draws from you. Occasionally, as I lick the whip cream off of you, I hold it in my mouth and move up to kiss you... our lips locking as our tongues swirl in the sweetness....



 

And then, before you get further orders, and there will be further orders, I drip some of the warm honey on the head of my erection and feed it to you.... I'm impressed and excited by the enthusiasm you bring to your task, especially restrained as you are... As your tongue swirls around my cockhead, I close my eyes and just enjoy.... feeling your lips wrap around me and hearing your cheeks hollow as you suck hard... tasting the honey and my pre&#xFDD3;cum... I allow myself only a few moments of this pleasure before pulling away from you....



Looking down at you, enjoying the view of you, tied, spread, excited, wet, breathing heavy.... eyes sparkling with desire.... It's overwhelming. Meeting your eyes, I whisper to you.... "I have to take off the restraints for a moment... will you be a good girl?" For a moment, devilishness gleams in your face as you ponder your answer... but the moment passes and you answer, "Yes, sir". "And you will follow my orders as I give them?" I push. "Yes, sir," you answer again. "Good girl," I praise you. "Don't move until I tell you to," I instruct you as I begin to release your bonds.... And I'm happy to see you barely move at all as each leather strap is opened.



And then I give you your orders. "Roll over," I tell you. "Get in the middle of the bed.... Spread yourself back out to the restraints, but make sure you have enough room to lift your hips over the pillow I will place under you." The look in your eyes is delicious as you wonder what I have planned, but you succumb to the pleasure, and my will to please you, and position yourself accordingly.



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As you lay beside me, frantically finger&#xFDD3;fucking your pussy, I can hear your breathing getting more and more rapid as your climax is building.... and I'm pleased that my story excites you so much. My own orgasm is still slowly building, and I have special plans for it when I cum...



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Once you are properly positioned on your belly, I resecure the straps and enjoy the view of your body still so wet and spread... but with your sexy ass staring me in the face. Not able to resist, I lean over you and open my mouth wide..... Gently biting, sucking and licking a mouthful of your right cheek.... And then I take great pleasure in licking down between your cheeks until my tongue finds the wetness of your pussy as you arch your hips up and back against me. Oh, my sweet uninhibited lustful darling.....



 

Getting a pillow that has two white pillow cases on it, I lift your hips and slide the pillow under them, raising your hips, ass and lusciousness.... You are mine to take as I please... knowing full well that it will please you too. With you thus positioned, I grab the watermelon flavored massage oil and squirt it liberally over the back of your thighs.... over your sweet cheeks... and onto you lower back. Setting the bottle aside, I delight in spreading the reddish oil over and into your skin.... Rubbing your thighs up and down, inside and out, letting you feel my hands against your wet lips, but not allowing any stimulation to your sex at all. I then rub the oil into your perfectly rounded ass, ensuring that it is rubbed in evenly, all over and between them...



And then I move so that I'm kneeling between your thighs, my heavy hard cock poking at your thighs... bumping against your swollen pussy lips.... Sliding between your ass cheeks.... All of you slick with the oil and your own juices.... And with my erection thus teasing you, leaving drops of pre&#xFDD3;cum wherever I bump you, I reach forward with both hands to feel your hair... stroking it gently.... and then, remembering something you once wrote for me, I grab two handfuls and begin to pull it back toward me. I don't pull hard, but am firm, pulling until your head is lifted from the pillow, your neck reaching back as you moan out your pleasure.... And I know the scene is quite sexy... You tied, naked, spread, wet and drippingly horny.... slick with the tasty oil.... At my mercy as I pull your head back by your hair.... my naked body kneeling between your legs as my steel hard cock probes between your ass cheeks, along your thighs and teases at the entrance of your warm, wet box.



I can hear you moaning and am having a hard time controlling my own desires to be deep within you. Moving your head back and forth by the hair I'm holding, I speak softly to you... forcing you to listen carefully through your moans... "Do you know how wet your pussy is?" I ask you quietly. "Oh, so wet," you answer in a moan. "Can you feel my cock against you?" I ask as I stroke it faster back and forth against your slick skin. "Yessssss," the groaning answer escapes you. "Should I fill your sex with hardness?" I ask with an evil grin. "Please...." your answer comes in desperation for the stimulation you're craving so badly.

<hr pg="2" />And then, doing something completely unexpected, I reach into the ice bucket full of steaming water and pull out the vibrator I bought that day... a rubber cock shaped sleeve over a plastic vibrator....just ever so slightly larger than my own hardness.... Maybe an inch longer... Not much thicker... but one that never goes soft.... And knowing how wet you are, I move the head of it back and forth along your slit before slowly inserting it into you... I love the way your hips move and your groans flow as the hardness stretches and fills you... I push it into you only an inch at a time.... giving you some and then taking some back... Enjoying teasing you for a few moments more... until I've pushed the length into you and your pussy is stretched full.... and all I have left in my hand is about an inch to hold onto....



And then I begin to pump you with it.... Reaching beneath your body to rub and circle your clit with my fingers as the fake cock fucks you.... and all the frustrations I've built begin to coalesce into an explosive climax.....



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And laying beside you as I tell my tale, I watch as your body begins to writhe in pleasure... your pussy spasming around your fingers... your hands a blur as one pumps in and out of you... the other rubbing hard and fast over your buzzing clit... my own orgasm almost upon me....



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And as your body arches, flexes and pulses in ecstasy, I never slow the motions... ensuring that your sex is pumped full, fast and deep as my fingers tease your clit.... Until I realize that your orgasm has peaked and is descending to relaxation.... And then I pull the vibrator from you... position myself between your legs and slide my own throbbing flesh cock into your sex.... reveling in the feeling of the open, wet, warm, deeply slick sensation of your pussy as it feels after you've just cum....



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And as my orgasm flows through me I moan it out to you.... "Oh, I'm cumming for you...." I manage to groan, my hand stroking up and down my length as the cum begins to jet in thick ropes from my cock.... Milky white splotches landing on my hand, legs and stomach... As your eyes watch happily..... And when the spasms have passed and there is no more jism to be milked from my erection, I smile a devilish smile at you, offering you my cum covered fingers to taste.... Lusting for your flavor as you offer me your fingers.... and as we suck each others' fingers clean, I wonder how I ever met someone so perfect for me.... and then I pull my fingers from your lips to pull your face to mine, meeting in a deep, wet, passionate kiss.... relishing our combined flavors and wondering how much of our weekend is actually going to be spent NOT in bed....



A small voice reminds me that you have new and fresh spots on your body that will glisten if we let them dry, but I have a feeling we won't.... Unless we stop for breakfast, I have a feeling that the tub will be our next stop and only God knows what might happen in there...

