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Ben & Kate, a trick leads to an intense orgasm...
Ben and Kate were lying wrapped together in their king-size bed, passionately kissing. As Ben's tongue teased Kate's, his fingers made her nipples stiffen. Her desire rising, her hand sought and found his hard length. She sighed with pleasure as her hand moved slowly up and down his shaft, making him sigh in turn. Ben withdrew slightly and took her hand away from his erection.
“What's up?” Kate asked.
“Nothing, Darling,” Ben replied. “I just want to try something a little kinkier.”
“Like what?”
Ben reached down the side of the bed and picked up a little package which clinked. Shocked a little, Kate recognized handcuffs and a long black scarf with Velcro fastenings, an obviously efficient blindfold.
“Let's try these.”
Without giving her a chance to reply, Ben clicked one cuff to the edge of the headboard and the other around her right wrist. Kneeling astride her, his slightly softened length was inches from her face. *I get it,* Kate thought, *he wants me to take him in my mouth while I can't move my hands.* Obligingly, she moved her face towards him and opened her mouth, but Ben, quite roughly she thought, grabbed her left wrist and cuffed that too, leaving her arms widespread across the bed.
“Ben, I'm not sure I like this,” Kate stated.
“Don't worry,” Ben replied. “It will be great.”
He then took the scarf and wrapped it around Kate's head, ensuring that several folds of the material completely covered her eyes. Kate found herself a little nervous, but her core was tingling, which meant she was getting aroused again. Now completely unable to see, Kate realized the pressure on the bed was the only way she could tell where Ben was. Ben moved down the bed, and then the movement stopped. Kate guessed he had gotten off. She felt her left leg gripped and pulled across the bed, then some sort of cloth tied around it. She tried to move her leg back, but it was firmly tied to the footboard. Instinctively, her right leg moved to conceal her sex, but that too was held and moved to the other side of the bed and tied. Now she couldn't move her legs together or lift her knees much to cover herself. Her anxiety increased, but so did her anticipation. What was Ben going to do next? She sort of expected a tongue on her center or a finger inside her, but she was astounded when she heard the door open and close.
“Ben?” she called. “Ben? What are you playing at?” Silence was the only answer. Kate began to get worried. What WAS he playing at? She struggled a bit against her bonds but quickly realized she really was firmly bound. Then she heard the door open again.
“Ben? What are you doing?”
Then the bed moved as a body knelt on it, and Kate felt warm skin against her ribs. A warm mouth enclosed her left nipple and gave it a hard suck that sent a sharp thrill through her, making her cry out. Another suck made her writhe, then the warmth left as the pressure changed. She felt hands on her upper thighs. Fingers parted her folds, exposing her sensitive nub. A body settled between her thighs. A tongue found her most sensitive spot, and Kate realized, unable to see, her skin and nerves had dramatically increased in sensitivity. Waves of pleasure rolled across her. She began to moan in time with the movements of the tongue, and quickly a massive orgasm crashed through her, leaving her gasping as the tongue continued to give her little gentle licks.
Despite her climax, her core was still throbbing, and she wanted to be penetrated. The pressure changed again, and his knees moved either side of her up to her chest. A stiff shaft was now against her lips. *Okay,* Kate thought, *I'll pleasure him a little, then he'll fuck me.* But as he slid inside her mouth, Kate noticed something different. When she gave Ben a blowjob, he liked her to slowly pull his foreskin down. This time, the skin was already drawn back. She thought Ben must have pulled it down himself, knowing she couldn't use her hands.
After a minute, the shaft was withdrawn from her mouth. Kate knew she was going to be taken now, and little cries of anticipation escaped her. To her surprise, the weight left the bed, and the door opened, then closed again. Frustrated, Kate yelled for Ben, but there was no answer. The burning in her core was now making her squirm across the bed as her desire became an almost physical thing running through her body. A couple of minutes passed, and Kate didn't think she could wait any longer. Then the door opened once more, and once again a body was kneeling on the bed beside her.
“Fuck me,” Kate whispered. “Fuck me, fuck me please... now.” Horrified a little by her own pleading, Kate couldn't help herself. She was so desperate to feel a hard length deep inside her. Instead, strong hands gripped her rear, and she found herself being lifted. Not one but two pillows were pushed under her. Her hips were now higher than her head, and she felt her sex must be pointing at the ceiling. The weight shifted again, this time between her thighs, and Kate almost screamed with lust as she felt a stiff shaft pushing against her slick folds. Kate was almost crooning a litany of pleadings to be entered, but again he withdrew. The weight shifted again, and Kate thought she heard the whirr of a zoom lens but couldn't be sure. Then she was startled as a cool liquid was spread over her rear entrance, and a finger started to press gently against her. This was replaced by the tip of his shaft nudging against her tight backside.
“No, no... not there,” Kate pleaded. “Please, I need you inside me... I need to feel you deep inside, please, please.” Kate was appalled at her own need, but obligingly the pressure left her rear and once again started to spread her folds apart. Strong hands gripped her hips, and a pair of knees settled either side of her thighs. Then, with a hard push, he was deep inside her, and Kate was crying out with pleasure and relief. Strong thrusts drove him deep, and her raised position gave the man deeper penetration, so much so she thought she could feel him right at her very core. She came so hard with multiple orgasms that she lost all thoughts of herself and was driven by rolling waves of pleasure to thrash her body from side to side. The man struggled to stay inside her, and this friction on his engorged length quickly led to his release, spilling his warmth deep inside her. Kate lay still, almost oblivious, as he pulled out of her wetness and she felt the warmth of his release trickling from her sensitive flesh.
“Mmmm... Ben, that was wonderful,” she said, but she heard the door close. She drifted off to sleep still tied but was woken by the blindfold being taken off and the cuffs undone. Ben freed her, smiling at her.
“Now it's my turn,” he said......