My sexy girlfriend Sandy is full of surprises, which is one of the things I love about her – she has the ability to blow my mind. We have a very good, adventurous sex life; but I was still a little freaked out to wake up one morning and find my wrists and ankles tied to the four corners of the bed.
I woke like usual with a raging boner, expecting to roll over and press it up against my girl, and that’s when I was suddenly fully awake and freaking out. I couldn’t turn over; and Sandy wasn’t there.
I opened my eyes fast, the bright morning light making it hurt, and let out a cry of panic. My feet and hands had been tied up to the bedpost with cords from our bathrobes and a couple of my belts. The sheets had been pulled back so I was lying there in a star shape, totally naked and feeling increasingly vulnerable. Where was Sandy? What the fuck was going on? In the back of my mind, I knew it had to be her that had done this, but I still felt uneasy.
Then I heard a rattling sound, like someone outside the bedroom was spraying graffiti on the walls, that weird rattle of a ball bearing inside a can of liquid, followed by a smothered giggle.
I looked up to see a hand appear around the doorframe holding a can of whipped cream, then Sandy’s smiling face slipped in behind it.
“Morning has broken,” she said, grinning from ear to ear and walking all the way in, naked and gorgeous.
“What are you up to, you dirty girl?” I asked, even if it was pretty obvious what this was all about.
“You know how I like to have waffles for breakfast?” she asked, climbing on the bed and straddling my thighs. “Well, we don’t have any waffles.”
She never was strong on explanations.
“Am I supposed to be the replacement?”
“Got it in one, honey pie.”
“Forgive me for asking, but since when did you start tying your breakfast down to the plate?”
“Quiet now, it’s time to eat.”
And with that, she squirted a jet of whipped cream straight into my mouth and kept on squirting until she’d left a trail of it from my face down to my belly button.
“Mmm, I’m so hungry,” she smiled, bending down to lick the cream from my skin. I was still gloriously hard and my dick rubbed against her chest and neck as she licked me, but Sandy chose to ignore it for now. She ringed my nipples with cream and licked that all off, nuzzling each one and sucking hard enough to make me wince.
Again, she shot a load of cream into my mouth, but this time she followed it in with her tongue, licking it right out of my mouth, probing all around to get as much of it as she could, which only served to make my dick grow harder.
“Did you like that?” she asked, dismounting and crawling further down the bed, her eyes fixed on mine. I nodded my appreciation, lifting my head up off the pillow to watch her.
When she got to my dick, Sandy took the can of cream and circled the base of my shaft – good job I’d shaved myself clean the day before. Sandy used her lips to suck and nuzzle the cream into her mouth, her eyes locked on mine, my dick brushing against her nose, cheeks and chin as she circled me. She used her tongue to clean it all up, never once licking my cock, and when it was all gone she smothered my balls in cream.
If I hadn’t been tied to the bed, I would have been balls deep in her mouth or pussy by now. I was aching to fuck her. I wanted to squeeze her tits together and slide my cock between them, fuck her mouth, her pussy, her tight ass. I was so turned on. But I could do nothing but lie there and suffer at the mercy of this wonderful, kinky, imaginative woman I loved.
Sandy sucked my balls one by one into her mouth, the cream smearing over her face and chin, my dick and my mind both desperate to be inside her somehow.
“Aw, you look like you want some of this…” and then she squirted a blob onto the tip of my cock and sat there, grinning.
“Oh, come on, stop teasing me already!”
Sandy tossed the can aside and reached for my shaft, rubbing my dick slowly, the cream remaining on top. She bent down, still keeping her eyes locked onto mine, and opened her mouth, taking the cream and my cock as far in as she could before closing her lips around my shaft and sucking it all firmly down her throat.
I’d like to say that I was a stud at this moment, and that I held off until I’d made her cum, but that would be a barefaced lie. As I was tied down watching her watching me, her mouth around my cock, the cream dissolving on my tip, her hand pumping my dick while the other cupped my balls, I lost all control and blasted my hot cum into her mouth.
Sandy made appreciative noises as I unloaded inside her warm mouth, like she was eating some fine food, squeezing my balls a little tighter and jerking me off just right, pumping at just the right moment to tease another shot of semen out of me.
When I’d finished and could gather my senses again, I looked up to see her grinning at me, sitting cross legged between my thighs, my dick still in her hand.
“Now, do I let you go or do I leave you here to get hard again?”
I’ll let you guess at what she did next.
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