tericloth
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The room is lit only by the DVD playing on the TV mounted on the wall at the foot of the bed. The sound turned off so I can hear my lover when she gets home. I have been waiting for what seems like forever for her arrival. I need her so badly, it has been almost a week since she left on her business trip and we have never been apart this long since we met almost a full year ago.
I softly stroke my breast with my free hand while I think about her. We met at, of all places, a bowling alley. She was in the next lane with a group of friends from work. I was there with my boyfriend at the time. Sitting side by side at the scoring table we started chatting and I felt an instant connection to this beautiful woman. Her eyes were so deep and piercing, it was if she could see directly into me. I was mesmerized every time she looked at me, and I felt an attraction to her soul, long before I realized how gorgeous she was.
We agreed to meet at the bowling alley the following Friday, and I moved in for good one week later. The first time we made love, I knew she was all I would ever want or need in my life. So giving, so strong, so tender, so absolutely sexy, I have never known sex to be so complete.
Thinking about our first time together, I catch my free hand moving between my outstretched legs, my index finger slowly circling my clit.
"Stop it Teri", I tell myself. "You need to wait for her to return".
But it is so hard to wait. I have been preparing for her for hours. A long hot bath with oils and scented lotion. Clean shaven, and wrapped up in a fluffy white towel, I phoned her just before her flight.
"I'll be home in three hours Hun", she said. "I miss you, be ready for me when I get there".
I knew what that meant, and I almost came just thinking about it.
"Come straight home from the airport Lover", I replied. "I will be waiting for you".
I cleaned the house and put fresh sheets on the bed. I thought about wearing my sexy red bra and matching thong, but decided she would probably want me nude upon her arrival.
I look up at the TV and watch the girls as they play. The blonde is face deep in the oriental girl’s crotch, greedily sucking away at her hard little clit. I don't need to hear the sound to know the little Asian one is cumming, I can see it on her face and by the way she is clenching the sheets tightly in her fists on either side of her body. A few minutes later the scene changes to three young girls poolside. Why is it, I wonder, porn always cuts away after the climax and you never get to witness the afterglow? The tender caresses of two lovers, the whispered endearments.
I catch myself stroking my clit again and stop. I am so wet I can feel the juices running down the crack of my ass. I smile to myself, natural lubricant. I hope she notices. But I know she will. She never leaves me wanting, and always knows what I need. Again, it is her eyes. They see right into me.
My legs are tied to the bed posts. There is some slack in the restraints, just enough for me to lift them a little if she wants better access. I look down at the binding on my ankles and smile. She has taught me so much about myself. I never even thought about being tied up before. Now, we play this way often. I love to be totally at her disposal. The feeling of giving her total control. I trust her completely.
My left wrist is tied to the headboard above me. Pulled tight, the restraints have my back arched slightly. This causes my 34B breasts to appear slightly larger than they are. I look down at my nipples, pulled tight and very erect. I can't wait for her to come home and nibble on them. She likes to gently bite them and pull on them with her teeth. I love it when she does this. They are so sensitive; I feel her touch all the way to my clit when she softly chews.
I feel more of my wetness running down between my thighs. Come home Lover I plead to the empty house.
I glance at the nightstand on my right. Everything she may want or need is there. I smile at the collection. Several vibes of differing sizes, two but plugs and some beads, lotions, oils, and a leather crop. Hanging on the wall above the nightstand is her harness. A medium sized purple dildo already inserted into the opening. What will she choose to use tonight I wonder. All of these items, none of them, I catch my breath in anticipation.
I hear the garage door open downstairs. I reach over with my right hand and grab the strap above my head. Quickly I slip my hand through the slipknot as I hear the door open off the kitchen. I pull my arm back, tightening the restraint around my wrist. I wait.
Soon I hear her heels as she climbs the stairs. There are fourteen of them and I silently count each step, my anticipation growing. Now she is in the hall, her steps coming closer, I clench my eyes shut. The footsteps cease and I open my eyes. My lover is standing in the doorway staring at me with those deep, dark eyes, a half smile on her face.
"Welcome home Lover", I say, as she approaches .....
I softly stroke my breast with my free hand while I think about her. We met at, of all places, a bowling alley. She was in the next lane with a group of friends from work. I was there with my boyfriend at the time. Sitting side by side at the scoring table we started chatting and I felt an instant connection to this beautiful woman. Her eyes were so deep and piercing, it was if she could see directly into me. I was mesmerized every time she looked at me, and I felt an attraction to her soul, long before I realized how gorgeous she was.
We agreed to meet at the bowling alley the following Friday, and I moved in for good one week later. The first time we made love, I knew she was all I would ever want or need in my life. So giving, so strong, so tender, so absolutely sexy, I have never known sex to be so complete.
Thinking about our first time together, I catch my free hand moving between my outstretched legs, my index finger slowly circling my clit.
"Stop it Teri", I tell myself. "You need to wait for her to return".
But it is so hard to wait. I have been preparing for her for hours. A long hot bath with oils and scented lotion. Clean shaven, and wrapped up in a fluffy white towel, I phoned her just before her flight.
"I'll be home in three hours Hun", she said. "I miss you, be ready for me when I get there".
I knew what that meant, and I almost came just thinking about it.
"Come straight home from the airport Lover", I replied. "I will be waiting for you".
I cleaned the house and put fresh sheets on the bed. I thought about wearing my sexy red bra and matching thong, but decided she would probably want me nude upon her arrival.
I look up at the TV and watch the girls as they play. The blonde is face deep in the oriental girl’s crotch, greedily sucking away at her hard little clit. I don't need to hear the sound to know the little Asian one is cumming, I can see it on her face and by the way she is clenching the sheets tightly in her fists on either side of her body. A few minutes later the scene changes to three young girls poolside. Why is it, I wonder, porn always cuts away after the climax and you never get to witness the afterglow? The tender caresses of two lovers, the whispered endearments.
I catch myself stroking my clit again and stop. I am so wet I can feel the juices running down the crack of my ass. I smile to myself, natural lubricant. I hope she notices. But I know she will. She never leaves me wanting, and always knows what I need. Again, it is her eyes. They see right into me.
My legs are tied to the bed posts. There is some slack in the restraints, just enough for me to lift them a little if she wants better access. I look down at the binding on my ankles and smile. She has taught me so much about myself. I never even thought about being tied up before. Now, we play this way often. I love to be totally at her disposal. The feeling of giving her total control. I trust her completely.
My left wrist is tied to the headboard above me. Pulled tight, the restraints have my back arched slightly. This causes my 34B breasts to appear slightly larger than they are. I look down at my nipples, pulled tight and very erect. I can't wait for her to come home and nibble on them. She likes to gently bite them and pull on them with her teeth. I love it when she does this. They are so sensitive; I feel her touch all the way to my clit when she softly chews.
I feel more of my wetness running down between my thighs. Come home Lover I plead to the empty house.
I glance at the nightstand on my right. Everything she may want or need is there. I smile at the collection. Several vibes of differing sizes, two but plugs and some beads, lotions, oils, and a leather crop. Hanging on the wall above the nightstand is her harness. A medium sized purple dildo already inserted into the opening. What will she choose to use tonight I wonder. All of these items, none of them, I catch my breath in anticipation.
I hear the garage door open downstairs. I reach over with my right hand and grab the strap above my head. Quickly I slip my hand through the slipknot as I hear the door open off the kitchen. I pull my arm back, tightening the restraint around my wrist. I wait.
Soon I hear her heels as she climbs the stairs. There are fourteen of them and I silently count each step, my anticipation growing. Now she is in the hall, her steps coming closer, I clench my eyes shut. The footsteps cease and I open my eyes. My lover is standing in the doorway staring at me with those deep, dark eyes, a half smile on her face.
"Welcome home Lover", I say, as she approaches .....
