Jennifer Takes Charge

Note to readers: this is not a BDSM story, just a sexy couple experimenting and trying a new game, which is why it is in the "erotic couplings" category. If you need serious BDSM, look there, if not, read on. Enjoy!

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Jennifer had tied my hands with silk ribbons to the bed frame. Loosely, but securely. My legs were free, but she told me I should be quiet and behave or she'd restrain me more. She put a blindfold around my head and pulled it tight.

"Can you see anything?" she asked. "No baby, just light." She responded by kissing me. I tried to kiss back but she wouldn't let me. Instead I felt her tongue, gently tracing the contours of my lips, then my face.

I relaxed. Jennifer was in a sweet mood. We had already had a lovely first fuck an hour before, otherwise she'd be a mean kitty. But now, filled with a recent load of cum and enough orgasms to calm her, she was in a gentle mood.

Or so I thought. The tongue withdrew from my face and she got off the bed. I could hear her rustling about, but didn't know what she was up to until I felt it. The lash of a whip across my belly. I knew what it was. She had recently bought a small hand whip made of strips of leather. I wasn't sure about that but she said she found it amusing. The second stroke hit my upper thighs.

"Fuck," I said, "that hurt." My previously hard cock took a dip for the worse. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this.

"Really? Does this feel better?" she asked, as she leaned onto the bed again and I felt a nipple brushing my lips.

"Much better," I said as I sucked her very familiar rosebud into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it for a second, then giving it a little bite.

"Bad boy," she said, so I bit again, harder.

"Damn, now that hurt. You'll get it for that." I felt her fingers around my wrist, releasing one of the ties. "Turn over," she said, "Lie on your belly."

I did, and she re-tied the silk ribbon.

"Nice ass," she said, and then hit it with the leather whip. It stung. I flinched and she took another stroke. And another. I always thought she was a secret dom. She wasn't sure, but she seemed to be enjoying herself now. I wondered if her pussy was wet. I wish I could tell, but my hands were tied and I couldn't touch or lick her.

"Baby," I asked, "is your pussy wet?"

"I'm always wet, " she said, "let's see about that cock." She untied one hand again and I flipped over, and she re-tied my hands.

"Oh, that really is disappointing," she said, "He doesn't seem to be getting into this," referring to what I could tell was my limp cock.

"Poor baby." Now her sweet side was coming out again, and her hungry side. She really does prefer a hard cock.

I felt her nipple brushing my cheek again, and then my lips. I was just starting to suck it when she pulled it out. She straddled me. I couldn't touch, but felt her erect nipples tracing a path from my face, down onto my chest, and across my belly. By the time those erect little points reached my cock, he was already up and wanting to bury his head in the soft folds of her tits. She knew that, and pulled him into the softness.

As she snuggled my cock into her cleavage, she kissed my belly and chest, then my nipples. My nipples are a whole lot smaller than hers, but she knows it's a total turn on for me. As she bit one nipple she felt my cock twitch between her tits.

But she wasn't done with the tease. Released from her cleavage, my cock sprang up, and she continued to drag those hard nipples down my thighs, calves, all the way to my feet.

"C'mon baby," I said, "Quit torturing me." And I asked again, "Is your pussy wet?"

She didn't answer, but I felt her come forward onto the bed, still straddling me, I felt her thighs alongside mine.

Then the unmistakable sensation of the warm wetness of her labia touched my straining cock.

She was still being evil, sliding her obviously wet lips along the length of my cock, pushing it onto my belly as she pressed down on it. Taking advantage of its length, she slid her pussy lips along my cock, from the base to the cockhead. I couldn't see anything still, but I felt her outer pussy lips split and spread, so that as she slid back and forth on my cock, I felt the wet and warm of her inner lips and clit.

Suddenly she leaned forward and then I felt a slap across my cheek. Although it didn't hurt much it was startling. And a second later she leaned forward and into me. And she bit me on the neck. Hard.

"Damn," I said, "You little vampire, did you draw blood?"

I never got an answer because she rose up on her thighs, reached down to position my cock, and then sat down hard, taking my full length up into her cunt.

"Now shut up," she said, "No more talking. Just keep that hard thing up in me."

I didn't say a word. I probably couldn't have anyway. That sensation of my cock up into her pussy was beyond belief. I mean, seriously, there isn't much to talk about when a beautiful woman has just pulled you deep inside her. She was grinding down hard, smashing her clit into my public bone. I was very deep into her, feeling the silken walls of her wet pussy and banging into the end of her.

Now her tits were in my mouth again, one, then the other. I sucked, then bit, knowing that was often her trigger, and I was rewarded with a gush of pussy juice that flooded her cunt and then dripped out and down onto my balls.

She might have been playing the dominix earlier, but now she was gone, riding the waves of orgasm that crashed over her like waves. I couldn't see her, but I knew what her pretty face looked like when she cums, and that is what made me cum, spurting deep into her.

She rode me threw another few orgasms, then calmed down. My cock was still inside her, spent, but not soft yet. She squeezed another few drops out before she rolled off.

"Next time I really will punish you" she said, "but I got distracted by fucking."

"Next time I'll take it better, but I can't help it if you put my cock in you."

Game over, a prolonged snuggle till a well deserved sleep.