Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Her Control” . I really want you baby. I am very horny tonight. I want you to fuck me from behind then cum all over my face and then smear it with your cock…
Do you want me to be in control, baby? Let’s begin…
I took his hand and led him through the dark house. Once we were in the bedroom, I told him to turn around with his back to me. I tied the blindfold over his eyes quickly. I reached around him, rubbing my silk encased body against his ass and thighs. I moved my hands up his thighs, over his ass cheeks, caressing him, then moving my hands around to his front. I caressed his nipples, plucking at them, flicking them quickly, until they were peaked up nearly as hard as my own were in anticipation. I told him then that he could turn back around and face me.
He did so, brushing against my silk covered body. He had seen the black and white zebra striped teddy I was wearing, as I had lead him through the house. He had also glimpsed the toy I had made for us to play with. His hands had come out and were caressing my full, round breasts, which were barely contained within the silken bra cups of the teddy. The black ribbon straps were falling off my shoulders. I lightly slapped his hands and told him- no touching, until I say so. Then I told him to lie back on the bed, and assume the position we used for him to be shaved.
I waited as he positioned himself. Then I surprised him by grabbing his right wrist and tying it to my bed's headboard. I could feel his surprise in the tensing of his muscles. I quickly tied the other wrist also. I then turned on the lights in the room that I would need to complete my task. Once I had all of my equipment, I made him raise his hips for me to place a towel beneath his buttocks, where they rested near the bottom of the bed. I scooted my chair up close, then I commanded him to scoot closer, and wrap his legs around the arms of my chair. He did so without hesitation.
He enjoyed our shaving adventures as much as I did. I ignored the fact that the cups of my teddy had slipped completely down, and both my full breasts were quite naked. I left it that way, knowing that if I brushed against him, he would be surprised to feel my naked breasts. Slowly, I dribbled some warm water over his exposed pubic area. I chastised him, not too seriously, for not shaving recently. I then smoothed the shaving gel, which turned foamy white in my palms, over his lower abdomen, up his cock, around his scrotum, and back towards his rectum. As I held his shaft in my hand, firmly, but not roughly, he got harder by the moment.
I took my time shaving him, enjoying the experience as much as he did. I could tell that he enjoyed the experience, as he squirmed about when I would stroke here, or there, letting my fingers linger, or press certain sensitive spots. Finally, I rinsed the remaining foam. I worked very slowly, moving my fingertips over the entire area I had just shaved.
Over and over, I soothed my fingers, my hands over his newly shaven cock, balls, and lower abdomen. After I was satisfied that I had removed every single hair possible, I filled my palms with the sweet scented sesame oil. I smoothed the oil over his lower abdomen, and worked my way down to his balls, soothing the shaven skin with both the oil and my touch.
For a long time, I massaged the oil into his sac, and then took hold of his cock, devoting all of my attention to that. He was getting harder and harder. I held him tenderly at first, just lightly, softly, touching the head of his cock, the tender skin I found there. When he oozed forth his passion juices, I added it to the oil that I kept stroking into his skin. Finally, I began holding him firmly, and stroking his shaft harder and faster with each pulling movement of my hands.
When he finally gasped, and groaned with his desire, I lowered my mouth, and let my tongue lick the tender skin of his shaft's head. He oozed even more fluid forth then. I licked his cock all the way around the head then, as I stroked him, pulling upwards, firmly. As I stroked him faster and harder, his breathing became faster, almost matching my strokes. Then I surprised him by stopping suddenly.
I pulled back completely. I looked to make sure he was still fully blindfolded, then I moved forward, closer to his hot flesh. I then lifted my full breasts, and pressed them around his hard cock. His body jerked in surprise. I could tell he was unsure for a moment, then he realized what I had done, and he responded by thrusting his hips upwards from the bed, moving his hard shaft between the mounds of my breasts.
Blindfolded, tied to the bed, he was fucking my tits as best he could. I knew how much he fantasized about some of these things. I leaned forward, and let his shaft head touch my tongue as he thrust upwards the next time. He seemed to freeze for a moment, then the thrusting began even harder and faster. I could feel his desire, his passion rapidly reaching a pinnacle.
My own smooth pussy was becoming slick and wet with my own passionate juices. I finally told him to stop, no more. He froze in surprise. Then I felt his tension change as he felt me climbing onto the bed, straddling his hips. Slowly, totally in control of our lovemaking, I lowered myself, and felt the tip of his oh- so- hard shaft touch my wet pussy. Slowly, I eased him into my body, my slickness easing his passage. I gasped myself, and let my head fall forward once he was deeply seated within my body. I ached for his passion, his cum to fill my body.
I began easing forward, sideways, then back, up and down, changing our pattern, our rhythm constantly, seeking surcease of my burning desire. And just when I thought I couldn't go another moment, I felt my pussy spasming around his shaft, climaxing before him. Within a few sweet seconds though, he climaxed deep within me also. I fell forward onto his chest, crushing my breasts against him. Slowly, our sweat-slickened bodies cooled in the air around us.
