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This writing was originally posted Madeline's YesRoom on 1 June 1996. (Madeline's YesRoom offers high-quality erotic stories, sexual journals, softcore site reviews, erotic penpals, and chat. Updated daily!). This writing may be reposted to usenet and the web under the following conditions: (1) No fee is charged to view it, (2) a link to Madeline's YesRoom (http://www.yesroom.com) is included, (3) Madeline is e-mailed at madeline@yesroom.com informing her of the repost, and (4) the text is not altered, including this copyright notice. Thanks! -- Madeline

Will and I have been friends for as far back as I could remember, and we have been lovers off and on for just about that long. We never have actually had any sort of romantic relationship; every once in a while we get together to enjoy the pleasures of great sex. Before he came to visit me just last weekend, the last time that we had seen each other was some years ago; three, I think. Jealous lovers and the 800 miles had kept us apart for that long. Not that the hiatus could have hurt the sex or the friendship in the long run though. We seemed to have one of those rare friendships that can be dropped and then picked up with ease.
When he came to visit last weekend, I met him at the train station. It had been so long that I dragged him into a waterbed store near closing time to make love to him. (See The Borrowed Waterbed.) He is a very private person, very possessive in his own quirky way, but that didn't seem to stop him that night, thankfully enough. I think that I'm still in shock that we actually did had sex in a store. It was so unlike us in many ways.
But then again, this last visit seemed to be one of sex that "wasn't like us." After all, what I did to him the next morning was even more shocking than what we had done the night before.
It was early in the morning, and I was sitting on the side of my bed, looking at Will's body strewn out on my bed. His shoulder-length hair, nearly black, was loosely arranged around his face in a sort of halo. I loved having him in my bed; there he was my prized possession. I considered waking him up, making him either talk to me or fuck me. But the clock next to the bed read 6:13 am, and he was probably exhausted from the previous day's 12 hour train ride.
So I contented myself with just sitting beside him, gently stroking his hair, admiring the great body that lay between my sheets, thinking of all the ways that I could torture him later. My stomach wasn't pleased with this situation though; it kept growling at me. So I quietly got up and walked to the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal. But a thought, a very diabolical one, seized me as I was putting ice cubes in my orange juice: ice on bare flesh. It could make for some very interesting sexual games, I mused.
Completely oblivious to the growls of my stomach, I grabbed a glass and a mug out of the cabinet. I filled the glass to the brim with ice cubes and cold water and filled the mug with steaming hot water from the tap. I quickly slipped off my black, silky pajamas, and headed back into the bedroom, the mug and glass in hand.
I put the mug and glass down on the nightstand and grabbed two pairs of pantyhose from my dresser. I sat down next to Will and slowly pulled the covers off of him, trying not to wake him. My heart was pounding in my chest, thumping so loud that I felt sure that it would wake him. I didn't have the slightest idea what his reaction would be. As far as I knew, it was just as likely that he would be thrilled as violently angry. I took a deep breath, dipped one set of fingers into the icy water, one set into the steamy hot water, and gently ran my fingers down the sensitive skin on his sides.
Will woke up immediately with a start, and then settled his head back down on the pillow. "What are you doing?" he asked me, sleepily.
"You'll see," I said, with a small devilish grin. Even in his groggy state, he seemed to recognize that there were good things coming his way.
I crawled up onto the bed, and straddled my naked body on top of him. I really didn't know the best way to get him tied up; I was too much a novice. "Somehow," I thought to myself, "I've got to distract him so that I will be able to tie him to the bedframe." With one pair of pantyhose knotted up in my hand, I kissed him and pinned his arms behind his head. "Okay, he couldn't possibly suspect anything yet. I do this all the time." Those thoughts didn't feel very reassuring though; I felt sure that my intentions were completely transparent.
Ignoring my fears, I slowly wrapped the pantyhose around Will's wrists without him even noticing. He didn't realize what was going on until I had already tightened the loop and knotted it to the bedframe, until was too late.
"What the hell are you doing? Jesus Christ, what the fuck is going on? God damn it. You know that I don't go for this sort of thing." Will struggled to free himself, but the knots were too tight.
Still straddling him, I sat back and slowly ran my fingers up his chest, over his neck, and to his lips. I softly replied, "Well you just don't understand do you? Right now, I don't care what you go for. I am in charge and I am going to fuck you any way that I like."
Will stopped struggling and stared at me dumbfounded. I took that opportunity to secure his legs to the foot of the bed, so that he would have no chance of overpowering me.
I couldn't believe how aroused I was, just from that exchange. I wanted to fuck Will's brains out until he cried for mercy. I wanted to sit on his face and make him eat me. I wanted to suck his cock, all the while fucking myself with my massive dildo. My fingers trembling, I reached one hand down to my snatch and slid two fingers into my hole. I brought my two fingers dripping wet, to my lips, and sucked the juice off of one, savoring my own musky smell and taste. I brought the other finger to Will's lips, letting him hungrily lick it clean.
I had an urge, nearly uncontrollable, to just fuck him right there, to engulf his hardening cock into my hot pussy. Somehow though, and I'm not sure how, I managed to restrain myself. It was going to be torture for both of us, I thought.
Remembering the water, I reached over to the nightstand and dipped my fingers into the still-hot water. I showered the water over me, letting it drip down my bare chest. Water droplets rolled over the curves of my breasts, falling into Will's stomach. He flinched with each touch of a water droplet, as if expecting it to inflect horrible pain. I ran my fingers lightly up my side and over my round breasts, spreading the water droplets over my smooth skin. I leaned over and kissed the droplets of water off of Will's stomach, all the while extracting a small ice cube from the glass on the nightstand.
I ran the ice cube over my lips and my nipples, letting the warmth from my body transform the ice into large drops of cold water falling onto Will's stomach. As I brought the ice cube down towards his chest, his breathing became more labored, and his eyes widened in seeming terror. But nothing escapes his lips but a soft moan as I ran the ice cube down the center of his chest, around his belly button, up to his left nipple, and then to his right.
Giving him the rest ice cube to suck on, I slapped both hands hard on his stomach and rubbed them all over the trails of water, spreading them over every inch of his skin. Whenever I paused the harsh movements of my hands, I could feel his cock underneath of me, throbbing urgently, begging for attention. "Well," I thought, "it's about to get much more attention than it bargained for."
I slid down to kneel between Will's legs and began slowly licking his cock, my tongue slithering over every sensitive area, rolling over the bulbous head and the underside of the shaft. I grasped his cock in one hand, using the other to bring the mug of hot water to my lips. I took a sip and held the water in my mouth, until just when my lips touched the head of Will's cock. I swallowed the water and wrapped my heated mouth around his shaft, engulfing as much of his cock as possible.
"Oh my god. Oh god, that feels amazing." Will was barely managing to breathe, with my hot mouth wrapped around his cock.
I sucked him for a few minutes, altering my speed and pressure to bring him right near the edge and back again. As I was slowly, torturously licking and sucking him, I reached into the glass of ice water and grabbed a piece of ice. I popped it into my mouth and continued sucking, letting the ice cube swirl around the head of his cock. Will's moans started slowly, quietly, and got louder and more insistent with every swirl of my tongue.
As soon as the ice cube melted (which wasn't very long), I took another sip of the hot water, waiting to swallow it until the very last moment. Three long strokes with my hot mouth wrapped around Will's cock was all that he needed. He exploded into my mouth in short bursts, his thighs shaking, his breathing raspy, his moans louder than ever. I swallowed every last drop of cum, licking any stray drops from the head of his cock.
I sat up slowly, trying to decide what I was going to do with Will next. As soon as the idea struck me, I leaped off and the bed and headed over the the dresser, where I kept my two dildos. I deliberated for a second and then grabbed the one that had a base that would keep it upright, even though it was probably a bit too large, considering what I wanted to do. I grabbed a bottle of lubricant and headed back to the bed where Will lay, still recovering from the blow job. I dropped the dildo and the lubricant next to Will on the bed, since they wouldn't be needed right away, and straddled Will's naked body once again.
"Okay Will, listen up. In just a moment, I'm going to slide up there and sit my pussy down on your face. And you are going to eat me until I beg for mercy. I want you to lick and suck my clit. I want you to fuck my hole with your tongue. I want you to lap up every last bit of my pussy juice." I paused. "And you don't have a choice about this."
Will nodded in submission to my demands. I slowly slid my body up towards his face, going slowly, torturing myself with the thought of what he was going to do to me. I was finally positioned just right, my cunt hovering over his mouth; I could even feel his breath on me. I grabbed the headboard of the bed and slowly lowered myself in reach of his tongue.
He began by slowly licking me, tasting my cunt, gently massaging my clit, exploring the sides of my hole with the tip of his tongue. He slowly picked up the pace and the pressure on my clit, sending shivers up my spine. He sucked and licked harder and harder, until the convulsions of my muscles nearly made me collapse on top of him. As my clit exploded into an orgasm, I ground my cunt into Will's face, unable to hold myself up any longer.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" I was nearly screaming. "Aaaahhh! Fuck me with your tongue."
Will thrust his tongue inside of me until I stopped yelling, and then slowly let it roam around the edge of my hole, torturing me with every movement. I could feel a tension building up inside of me, a pressure slowly growing inside my cunt. Just at the right moment, Will thrust his tongue into me again, over and over. The walls of my pussy spasmed around him as I came again, spreading my juices all over his face.
As I came down from the orgasm, the blood still pounding my ears, my muscles quivering like jello, I reached behind me and grabbed the dildo and the lubricant. As Will slowly licked my pussy, I managed to spread lubricant on the fake cock, savoring the thought of having it inside of me. I slid back to right above Will's stomach and set the dildo down underneath my pussy. I let the tip of the dildo touch my entrance and then leaned down to kiss Will, slowly kissing off my own juices that were smeared across his face.
Will broke off the kiss though, trying to see what I was doing with the dildo. "Oh god," he moaned. "God, are you going to fuck that right here in front of me?" I nodded. "Oh... oh... oh man."
I smiled at Will, and then slowly began to slide down the dildo, letting it fill me up, letting my cunt envelop it. I had to take it in slowly, one inch at a time; it's massive size prevented me from taking it in any other way. I finally reached the base of the dildo, and let myself rest there for a moment, savoring the feeling of being completely filled.
Will seemed to be sexual coma; his eyes were as big as plates and the twitching of his muscles were his only movements. I smiled and then began slowly fucking the dildo, letting it slide in and out of me slowly. It was an amazing feeling. It was about as big a cock as I could take, and so the feeling of it filling me up so completely was, well... glorious. Every time I sank down on it, a small moan escaped my lips, and as I picked up speed my moans grew louder.
Will suddenly seemed to wake up from the coma; he began struggling against the pantyhose that kept him tied to the bed. "Oh please, let me out of these things. Christ, I'm going to explode. Oh please. Please."
I gave myself one more stroke with the dildo before squeezing some lubricant on both my hands and reaching them behind me to Will's cock. His cock was rock hard in my hands, burning hot, and throbbing with every heartbeat. It was no wonder that he was struggling against the restraints. I loved the feel of his hard cock in my hands, with my fingers wrapped around him, massaging every ridge, searching out the sensitive spots. I lost myself in the feel of his cock, nearly letting him cum right then. But as soon as I realized what was about to happen from the harsh sound of his breath, I slowed down and began to use only one hand to slowly massage his cock.
I began to fuck myself with the dildo again, much faster this time; I wanted to be just on the verge of coming when I switched from the dildo to Will's cock. I worked myself up to a near frenzy, thrusting myself down on the dildo over and over again. Droplets of sweat rolled down my face, and my muscles were burning from the effort. Just when I thought that I would collapse, I felt my temperature rise from the heat that began to radiate out of my sex. I grabbed hold of Will's cock firmly in one hand and lowered myself onto it rather than the dildo on the next thrust.
The heat from Will's cock, radiating through my pussy, drove my impending orgasm to a new height. My orgasm exploded as I fucked myself with his cock as I had fucked the dildo, thrusting his hard member into my soft, wet cunt. Will came as I was slowly coming down off of my orgasm, thrusting his cock wildly into me, grunting with every spurt of cum inside of my pussy.
When my orgasms finally died down, I collapsed on Will's chest, my muscles quivering, my breathing still out of control. I reached my arms up and slowly untied the pantyhose from the headboard. He stretched out his arms, slowly and painfully, as I moved down to untie his legs.
When Will was finally untied, I collapsed next to him. "So," I asked, "are you still mad at me?"
"Mad? Why would I be mad?" He paused. "Oh, for tying me up? My god, you're welcome to tie me up any time, if you do something like that to me."
I smiled and closed my eyes to rest. That peacefulness didn't last long though. The thing which had started this whole adventure, my hungry stomach, was growling insistently once more.
© Madeline

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