Corset Secret

They got into a cab and returned to their hotel. Missy spoke of their dinner and other things- specifically avoiding any opening to speak about the remainder of their evening. When they were back in the hotel lobby she guided Bill off to the side where there weren't any people nearby.

Missy said, "Here's the deal. We'll go to your room and you'll strip completely. I'll tie your hands behind your back. In due course you'll get to see me in my corset. You will not touch me except as I permit. Whether you get any further than seeing me in my corset will depend on you doing as you're told and how good an orgasm you give me. At the one extreme you could wind up with blue balls when I leave. I guess at the other extreme I could spend the night after both of us are sexually exhausted. That's not likely but the blue balls scenario isn't either. I'll decide how the evening will go. Do you understand?"

Bill smiled at her unexpected dominance. "Yes. That was pretty clear."

"Do you agree? Those are the terms of my coming to your room. I'm willing to trust you but I want an express commitment that you'll live by my terms. Agreed?"

"Yes, I understand. I agree."

In the room Missy stood back and looked at Bill expectantly. He understood and stripped off all of his clothes. Without her saying anything he stepped toward her, turned away and put his hands behind his back. She bound his wrists individually - leaving about 6 inches of scarf between them. She explained that this would be more comfortable than tying them together and would do the job of keeping his hands out of the way. She said tying him wasn't about bondage; it was simply to assure that his hands wouldn't violate her terms.

With his hands tied Missy turned Bill to face her. Her eyes dropped to his erect cock. It was average in both length and girth and stuck out at a 45 degree angle. She moved against his body- which trapped his cock between them and kissed him. In a few seconds her left hand took control of his head and the kiss became much more passionate. Bill could feel his cock pressing into her abdomen. He loved their open mouth kiss but was frustrated with his hands being restrained. He envisioned hugging Missy and dropping his hands to feel her ass but couldn't do anything.

Missy broke off the kiss and nuzzled her head against his neck. Her hands grabbed his hips and she held their bodies apart by several inches. She told him she didn't want her dress stained by any precum that might be leaking soon. She then told him to stay where he was while she took off her dress and hung it up out of harm's way.

He watched as she struggled to reach the zipper and then unzipped her dress. He was fascinated as the back of the corset with its laces and the bows that held them came into view. The laces were in red to match the corset which struck him as a nice touch. The corset had a reinforced section on either side of the laced opening an inch or two wide. Beyond that the fabric looked like red satin embellished with ornate stiches of a darker red color that created swirls or some other pattern. The garment extended from where a bra would usually be to the upper area of her ass - leaving more than half of her ass exposed. The bold color and obvious firmness of the corset contrasted dramatically with the smooth globes of her ass. He pulled against his bindings with an instinctive urge to grab and fondle her ass.

He couldn't see any panties but assumed she might be wearing a thong that was covered by the corset and her ass cheeks. For a second he wondered if she wasn't wearing panties but dismissed that as highly unlikely.

Bill longed to see Missy from the front but had to wait while she tended to her dress. Once the dress was on a hanger Missy turned slowly. Bill first saw her chest in profile. His cock throbbed as his previous estimate of her breast size seemed to have been matched or exceeded by what he could see. She had C or D cup breasts. He was in love.

She completed her turn and started moving closer. Bill could now see that the front of the corset was all red satin. There was a seam in the middle. While there were no laces this area also seemed to be built up with extra fabric on either side of the seam. He could see some type of metal clips or tabs spaced along the seam and remembered from a porn video that a corset could be opened at the front without unlacing the back. He immediately thought of his fingers at those clips- exposing Missy's breasts for his pleasure.

The cups that cradled Missy's tits seemed to be overwhelmed. There was a succulent mound of flesh rising above each cup. If his hands were free he'd want to touch and fondle her breasts. As it was he could merely enjoy the view and anticipate that he'd be able to touch them in the future.

From what he could see the cups of the corset weren't really full bra cups; rather, they looked like semi-circular shelves for support with a small amount of lace added above them. If the lace were removed her nipples would be fully exposed. As it was - even at a distance of 6 to 8 feet he could see the dark coloring of her areolae through the lace. He loved the overall look of the corset. The red color was sexy and boldly contrasted with her skin. He could visualize how her body would feel- encased in the tight garment. The swell of her breasts would be sensuously soft in his mouth. Likewise, her ass would be deliciously sexy in his hands. He could only hope she'd let him worship her body with his mouth and hands.

Dropping his eyes he saw there was a red triangle below the corset that seemed perfectly sized to cover Missy's Venus mound. It wasn't exactly the same color as the corset and seemed to be of a thin silky material. He wondered if it covered hair or if Missy was shaved; the fabric was just thick enough to hide that secret.

Lowering his eyes further he saw thighs that looked muscular and sexy. Her lower legs looked shapely as well. He loved seeing the garters hanging from the bottom of the corset and holding up silky stockings. Her legs looked very sexy; he could almost feel them in his mind. His hand would roam up over each leg and eventually feel that soft exposed portion of her thigh just before reaching her wet pussy. He couldn't wait to feel every inch of her. All in all her body was even better than he'd imagined when seeing her dressed.

Bill's attention was brought back up to Missy's chest as he noticed movement. Her hands were caressing her breasts which caused his cock to throb. He guessed her bra size to be a D cup. That was much bigger than any woman he'd ever dated. His cock throbbed at the notion that his date had D cup tits and was wearing a red corset. He felt like a pig in mud. Missy could see the jerk of his cock and smiled. "Your cock likes my tits, I see."

"No, it loves your tits. Actually, it loves your whole body. If you'll release my hands I'll show you how much."

Missy smiled and said, "No. Your hands will stay bound. Tonight is just an introduction." She stepped closer- stopping about two feet away from him and continued, "For example, I told you I had big nipples. I got the sense that you liked that so I'll give you a peak." She used her long fingers to push the lace down on each cup to expose the biggest nipples Bill had ever seen in person. He thought of the soft candy gum drops that were a common holiday candy. Her nipples were about that size and he was sure would taste just as good. Missy said they were harder than usual because she was aroused but even when relaxed they remained almost as prominent.

"Wow," he said. "I love them. Um, if I can't use my hands can I play with your beautiful nipples with my mouth?"

"No. That's not what I had in mind. I just thought you'd like to see them. Don't get greedy." She allowed the lace to slip back into its place as a teasing curtain over her swollen nubs.

"Sorry. Obviously, I'll do or not do whatever you want."

Missy smiled and said, "Yes. You will. I'm going to remove my panties and sit on that chair. You're going to kneel and use your mouth to show how much you've enjoyed what you've seen. I spend a ridiculous amount on lingerie. It deserves to be enjoyed by a man and my pussy collects that appreciation."

He watched as a small thong was pushed down her legs and tossed to the side. Her Venus Mound was clean shaven and he assumed that meant her pussy was as well. She moved to the chair and he awkwardly knelt between her knees. She spread her legs wider and he knee walked closer. It was now clear that she was totally hairless. He liked that; it made oral sex much more intimate.

Bill bent over and brought his mouth closer to her pussy. Without the use of his arms it took a few seconds to balance and he hoped he'd be able to pleasure her as she wanted. He said as much and she taunted him by saying that was part of the challenge. She wasn't an easy lay.

Her vaginal lips were slightly parted. This enabled his lips to kiss and embrace one of her lips and then the other. Missy gasped at the first contact and pushed upward against his mouth. The added pressure allowed his moistened tongue to gently tease each of her lower lips in succession by tracing the ridge of each from the front to the rear and back. He was then able to insinuate his tongue between her lips and he explored the edges of her inner sex. Bill soon became aware of her moisture exceeding his saliva which reflected obvious success on his part. He wanted to please her and was doing it.

His tongue became more aggressive in teasing her outer lips and then gradually her inner lips. Missy's ragged breath and the movement of her hips told him he was on the right track. It was too gradual to notice but Bill realized that her pussy had opened- areas of her inner lips that had been hidden were now easy for his tongue to tease. There was considerable moisture on this pink flesh which made her feel even softer and sexier than before.

Missy was climbing toward her peak of arousal. Her fingers were grasping at the cushion of the chair and she was lifting herself to his mouth. She thought fleetingly of what his hands and fingers would be doing to her if he was free but soon re-focused on the incredibly feelings from what he was actually doing. She'd chosen well. He was an accomplished pussy pleaser.

Without warning Bill's tongue attacked her clit from the right side and then trailed around its frontal area to her left. Her excitement doubled and she found herself frozen at the very edge of climaxing. There seemed to be a long pause during which she couldn't move and probably couldn't even breathe. She sensed his tongue was making another tour around her clit and within a few seconds she made an unintelligible little scream as her muscles spasmed in a huge orgasm.

Bill didn't stop his assault as he loved making her cum. His tongue dropped away from her clit for a second or two and then returned as her body writhed with nervous excitement. Soon her hands clasped onto his heads and pushed him a few inches away holding him there as she very gradually felt her nerves and muscles calm.

Finally, she spoke in a soft voice. "Nice. Very nice." After a few more seconds of recovery she added, "I knew you didn't need your hands."

Missy recovered to normalcy within a minute. She reached out and helped Bill rise off the floor. She stood and moved a few steps away while telling him to stay where he was. He did as he was told- content to just stare at the sexy corseted woman in front of him. She took a quick glance at herself in a nearby mirror- adjusting the cups on the corset for reasons Bill couldn't discern. She then turned back to him and said, "You did very well at pleasing me. For your reward I'm going to please you but perhaps not as you might expect. This is our first date. I don't fuck on the first date. I may be bold but I'm not a slut.

"If we have future dates I envision teasing you with other pieces of my collection of lingerie. Obviously if we develop a relationship I'd expect it would include more sexual freedom than I'm allowing you tonight but to be candid I like to tease and I like to be in control."

Bill didn't know what to say. He was obviously in need of sexual relief and didn't want to risk turning Missy off or getting her angry. While he didn't want to act like a subby wimp he said, "I understand. For now you've gotten me so excited I would love whatever relief you're comfortable in giving."

"Good answer," she said. "This is what I'm offering. I'll get your cock wet with my mouth. I'm not offering a blow job; just a little tease to get you covered with saliva. Then I'm going to kneel next to the bed. You're going to use the crack of my ass to relieve yourself-think of it as tit fucking without the tits. Don't even think about penetrating my body. Remember, this is our first date. I'm guessing you don't do as well on most first dates so don't be stupid and greedy.

"Oh. You can't get your semen on the corset. The corset isn't washable and I'd be too embarrassed to take it to my local dry cleaner." She paused and looked around the room. She went into the bathroom and returned with a face cloth saying, "I'm going to fold this and stuff it under the lower edge of the corset. That should push the corset away from my ass. Tell me if you think that will get the corset out of harm's way." She turned away, placed the face cloth as she'd described and then bent over. "Do you think this will work? Can you enjoy rubbing yourself off between my cheeks without soiling the corset?"

"I don't know. I think so but without my hands I feel a little out of control. How about I agree to get the corset cleaned at my dry cleaner if needed?"

"Okay. That works for me. I'll kneel and lean over on the bed. If you need me to be higher or at a different angle let me know. Let me get you wet."

Missy knelt near the bed but on an angle to it so she could get her mouth on Bill's cock. She took him in and teased his shaft for a few seconds. He groaned and pushed his hips slightly forward. Her hands came up to his hips and pushed back- making it clear he shouldn't even think about fucking her mouth. She then gave his cock a bath with a generous amount of saliva and withdrew her open mouth to leave him as wet as possible. She then turned toward the bed and extended her upper body onto the bed.

Before he could get his cock near her ass he said, "I'm sorry but I need you about 6 inches higher than you are. Could you kneel on some pillows or several folded towels?"

Missy looked back and told him to wait for a moment. She grabbed two pillows off of the bed and stacked them on top of each other- moving back to kneel on them. As she did she grabbed his hip and told him to hold still as she deposited more saliva onto his shaft. Once back in position she invited him to try her ass.

Bill stepped forward and bending slightly slapped his cock between her ass cheeks. He moved his lower body forward and back- rubbing his cock on her soft ass. He told her how great she felt and thrust harder forward and back. After a minute or less he was pumping almost violently but his cock was flopping about- sometimes enjoying the valley between her cheeks and other times skidding over the surface of one cheek or the other.

Bill's frustration was evident and Missy decided she needed to take care of him. She told him to stop what he was doing and to just stand where he was. He reluctantly did as she said with his cock almost painfully hard.

"I thought that would work but apparently not. I'll have to be a little sluttier than I'd planned so you don't have a stroke or heart attack." She turned on her knees and enveloped his cock with her mouth. Her left hand caressed his balls and her right hand held his hip in place to defend herself against any unruly thrust that he might make. His groan of passion and powerful hip movement told her she'd been wise to brace herself. She opened her mouth and mumbled around his shaft, "Easy..."

Missy was turned on by the lust she could feel in him. His thighs were almost as taut as his cock. His hips wanted to drive his cock into her throat. Her hand on his hip was scant protection against the power she could feel in his strong muscles. Fortunately he seemed sensitive to her hand as a reminder that self-control was necessary and he was exercising that discipline.

His cock seemed to throb with the pressure she'd built up all evening. She loved feeling that and knowing she was responsible. She hadn't even shown him her full tits and had him on the edge of a massive orgasm. She truly enjoyed being so sexually appealing that a man like Bill was helpless. She could have demanded anything from him in exchange for just a bit of sex and he would have surrendered it willingly.

For the moment, however, they both needed to deal with his condition. She teased his corona with her tongue and his body seemed to be electrified. Her fingers toyed with his balls and her fingernails lightly scratched over the stretched skin. Bill's leg and groin muscles that had been straining seemed to freeze in full contraction. His breath changed from panting to one deep inward suck of air followed by nothing. She could feel his cock tense and could almost feel the semen cursing up through the shaft. Several forceful spurts of cum struck the inside of her mouth. She swallowed and then could sense some additional cum was being gently deposited on her tongue. She waited a few seconds and made a sweep of his cockhead to gather up the remnants.

Bill started breathing again. His muscles had barely enough cohesive strength to hold him up. He wished he had his hands free to grasp Missy's head; without his hands he felt impossibly vulnerable. His cock was overly sensitive. He was content to be in her mouth but if she tongued him or played with his balls he'd spasm uncontrollably. He hoped she understood.

Missy opened her mouth and released his cock without teasing. Her fingers released his balls with similar care. After a few seconds she said, "I don't normally do that on a first date but you seemed to be on the verge of a medical crisis so I thought prompt relief was needed."

"Thank you," he said in an exhausted but sincere tone.

Missy smiled. There was definitely a future with Bill.