ALL TIED UP AND NO PLACE TO GO                                                           An erotic fantasy  written by Rod Houston©                                     

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You met him at the bar last night, and you’re still not quite sure how the
conversation got around to bondage. Still, the thought intrigues you. ‘After
all’, you think to yourself, ‘he is a gorgeous hunk and you would love to
have sex with him’. Besides, the thought of being tied up and a man having
his way with you is very erotic and something you have often fantasized
about.

So now you are going to get your chance. He wouldn’t come home with you
last night (probably married, you thought), but that really doesn’t matter
to you. You’re just looking for a good fuck, not a relationship. He agreed
to come to your house this morning for the adventure, and that is all that
really matters.

You had waken early, taken your bath, shaved your legs and very closely
around your pussy so that it would be nice and smooth for your guest. Taking
extra care to spray your perfume in all those extra places, and dressing in
a halter top with no bra and short skirt with no undies, you admire the look
in the floor length mirror. ‘Mmmmm’, you think, ‘what man could resist
this’, and you smile. Another cup of coffee while I wait for him, and I’m
ready’, you decide.

As you sit at the kitchen table pondering the adventure ahead of you this
morning, you hear your cell phone ringing from somewhere in the kitchen.
‘Oh, where did I put the damned thing?’, then find it right next to the
coffee pot where you had left it.

“Hello” you say after flipping it open on the fourth ring. “Oh, Hi Vicki.”
You respond to your girl friend’s voice. “Sure, 3:00 this afternoon will be
fine, no wait! Better make it 5:00. I have a ton of things to do today and
probably won’t be home before then”, you lie, knowing that you want to give
yourself ample time for today’s activity. “OK, see you then, bye!”.

Glancing at your watch, you see that it is already 9:00am, the time you and
he had both agreed on last night. He should be here any minute. Setting the
half empty cup in the sink, you hurry to the bedroom to make sure that
everything is just the way you want it. New clean sheets, and the bed is
made up. Room is straight, everything put away. “Looks good”, you nervously
say out loud to yourself, and laugh that you had done so. You are a bit
nervous about this, it is the first time you have ever tried bondage and can
only fantasize about what to expect. And you don’t really know this guy,
although after four hours of conversation last evening, you somehow feel
comfortable about him.

It had been a pretty lengthy conversation about bondage and you felt
immediately that you and he were on the same wavelength. Besides, he is
really a gorgeous hunk of a man, and you would have sex with him any way you
could get it. You laugh out loud again as the thought strikes you.

The doorbell rings. It is him. Right on time. You take one quick glance at
your king size four poster bed, thinking about when you bought it and how
you had fantasized at the time that it would be perfect for a bondage
adventure. The silk scarves were laid at the foot of the bed, ready for his
use. You believe everything is just the way you want it, and head for the
door.

You had left the front door open, with the screen locked, and can see him
standing there smiling as you approach. ‘Oh My!’, you think, ‘he is even
sexier than I remember him from last night!’.

“Hi there!”, you welcome, unlatching the screen. “Good morning!”, he returns
the greeting. “Come on in” you say, pushing the screen door open toward him.
A quick kiss on his lips eases your tension. “Coffee?” you ask, as you
lead him toward the kitchen. “Sure” he replies as his eyes are traveling up
and down your frame. “Very sexy!” he says approvingly. “Awww, thanks.” you
reply with a faint blush.

He is 3, maybe 4, inches taller than you and dressed in blue jeans and a
tight tee shirt that accentuates his broad chest and muscular shoulders.
You bite your bottom lip with excitement after you had turned away from him
to retrieve clean coffee cups from the cabinet. “Cream? Sugar?” you ask as
you sit the hot java in front of him. “Your cream will be all I need
Sugar!” he teases. You smile and chuckle.

He arrived with a small backpack over one shoulder, which he sets on the
kitchen table then settles onto a barstool next to where you stand. “Going
camping?” you muse out loud, nodding toward the pack. “Goody Bag!.” he
responds with a grin. “Ohhhhhh” you say with a broader grin.

He sets the coffee cup on the bar, and puts his hands on your waist. You
respond by placing your arms over his shoulders and around his neck, and
lean forward for a kiss that quickly becomes a long, exploring tongue French
kiss. His hands slide down your hips on either side, up under your short
skirt, and grasp your bare buttocks and pull you closer to him. “Nice ass”
he says. “Nice hands” you say and dive back in for another prolonged wet
kiss.

When his kiss moves to the nape of your neck and to the back of your ear,
you cannot help but let out a soft moan as your eyes close and you feel a
wet arousal beginning in your depths.

He slowly pushes you back to arms length, and hands move up your firm
cheeks, taking your skirt upward along with them, exposing your smooth pink
flesh. “Mmmm, beautiful! Just the way I imagined it would be!” he tells you
as his eyes are transfixed on your cleanly shaven mound. “You like?” is all
that you can vocalize, feeling silly at that response. “Yes, I like.” He
confirms with a smile and a penetrating lock into your eyes. You smile.

His hands move up under your top, exposing your soft but firm breasts and
hard nipples. “Very nice” he approves as his hands gently cup and caress
with a finger moving across one very excited nipple. He leans forward to
take the nipple between his lips and tenderly suckle, and your previous
anxiety disappears knowing that he will lead this adventure into pleasurable
heights for the both of you.

“You want to see the bedroom?” you blurt, half because you are now horny as
hell, and half because you can’t think of anything else to say. He smiles
and nods his head. Grabbing his back pack of mystery off the table, he
follows you into the bedroom.

“Perfect!” he says softly, looking at the huge four poster bed. You smile
back at his approval, and sit on the edge of the bed. “So….. what is in the
goody bag?” you ask.
“Oh, the usual. Ropes, handcuffs, nipple clamps, and a few surprises.” He
laughs. You giggle, feeling another blush coming on. “So let’s get this
show on the road.” He announces, and takes your hands to pull you to a
standing position next to the bed.

Not sure exactly what you should be doing, you pull your top over your head
and off, tossing it onto a chair. He tugs at the bottom of your skirt until
it passes your waist and drops to the floor, where you step out of it.
Bending over, you pick it up and toss it onto the chair as well, then turn
to face him. He is smiling with delight as he appraises your beautiful
nakedness with his eyes. You return the smile and throw your arms once again
around him and force another long wet French kiss. It instantly brings
wetness to another area and you can feel the tingling of excitement growing
between your legs.

Hungrily, you pull up on his tee shirt and get him to pull it off, over his
head. Your hands waste no time finding and undoing his belt and jeans. You
greedily pull them down, and he steps out of them. He has no underwear on,
and his gorgeous cock is already showing signs of enlargement. With no
hesitation at all, you immediately take it into your hands and begin to
squeeze and stroke it to full erection.

“You like?” he teasingly mocks your earlier question. “I like.” You
teasingly mock back, and lower yourself to your knees for a taste. It is
quite a mouthful, and you softly stroke the length that you cannot get into
your mouth as you try your best ‘deep throat’ impersonation.

He pulls you back up to a standing position, and sets you back on the bed.
“Now,” he announces, “we can do this several ways.”. He picks up one of the
scarf’s you had laid on the end of the bed. “We can do blind fold or no
blind fold. Gag over your mouth or no gag. Let’s see, which shall it be?”
he ponders out loud, not really asking for your preference, just verbalizing
his options.

Before you can offer your opinion, he continues and informs exactly what he
plans to do. “I think I will first bind you while you can watch, and maybe
tease a little so that I can watch your expression. Then you can experience
the thrill of being unable to see and not knowing what you will experience
next. I will not tie the gag over your mouth for a while because I want to
hear your moans and begging.” He explains.

Your excitement is growing rapidly and your pussy is burning. Your eyes have
hardly left the stare at his thick hard cock, only with quick glances up to
his as if acknowledging you are listening to everything he says.

“Crawl up to the middle of the bed, and lay back.” He instructs. Doing as
told, you watch as he unzips his pack and removes several lengths of rope.
Skillfully, he wraps a silk scarf around one of your wrists, then ties a
knot of rope around it. “The scarf will keep the rope from being
uncomfortable” he explains as he continues with the other wrist.

Each of your arms are pulled back above your head and the rope is fastened
to each bed post at the top corners of the bed. Not stretching your arms
apart too tightly or uncomfortable, just spread far enough to absolutely
restrict your movement and ability to use them.

Next, the procedure is repeated with your legs. First eh scarf around an
ankle, then the rope. ‘He must have been a Boy Scout’ you muse to yourself,
watching as he ties knots that are fast and firm. Each leg is then spread
as far apart as possible and ties to a corner post. Flat on your back and
spread-eagle upon the bed, you cannot even wiggle around much. You pride
yourself on your flexibility, but don’t think you have ever spread your legs
this far apart before. Still, it is not uncomfortable, just awkward in a way
that you have never found yourself before.

“Now! How’s that?” he asks you, not really expecting an answer. “Different”
you reply with a giggle. “So do I get that nice cock now?” you ask
encouragingly. He smiles.

“Let’s see here” he says as if talking to himself, as he crawls upon the bed
between your out stretched legs. Your excitement is incredible with
anticipation. He leans forward and you think he is going to start eating
your pussy, but instead, he teasingly blows air upon it. The warm breath on
your cunt sends a shiver up your spine and you feel goose bumps forming
instantly all over your flesh.

On his knees, he rises before you. His hard cock before you for you to
watch. His hand strokes its length for a moment and stops to hold it up for
you. “This what you want?” he teases. “Ohhhh yesssss” you respond.

“Well not yet” he tells you, “but you will be begging for it soon enough.”.
With that he leans forward and lightly, very lightly passes the palms of his
soft hands over your abdomen. Your stomach muscles contract and tighten at
the touch. It is a very erotic pleasure. Methodically, his hands trace the
sides of your body, from hips and up to the sides of your breasts, then
slowly and lightly back down past the waist, hips and outer thighs. Your
excitement is almost uncontrollable and those goose bumps are unmistakably
covering every inch of your flesh. “Ohhhh”, you moan softly.

When his hands finally reach and caress your breasts, you feel like you are
about to explode internally with desire. Softly cupping your breasts and
tenderly squeezing them, then exploring your erect nipples, circling the
areola and fingering lightly across the tips. You push your hips up
instinctively, at least as far as your bondage will allow. Your stomach
muscles are tight and your pussy muscles are squeezing but there is nothing
inside to squeeze.

He stops and rocks back on his heals, again gently stroking his cock for you
to see and desire. He smiles seeing your wanton expression. Every urge in
your being wants to beg for his cock right now, but you sense that it would
do no good and bite your lower lip again.

“Now your are ready…” he announces, and you are hoping that means ready to
be fucked, but he continues, “…ready for the blind fold”. “OW, I still wanna
watch” you quickly offer, but it is no good. He reaches for one of the long
scarves and rolls it in length, then places it around your eyes and lifts
your head to tie it in the back. You cannot turn your head enough to either
side to get it to move. You are now visionless.

“Use all of your other senses” he tells you. “Try to hear what is coming.
Smell me as I get close to you. Feel the heat of my body as I move around
and next to you. Feel my touch on your skin as I pleasure you.
Anticipate…imagine…” he instructs.

Reluctantly, you must obey, and begin to listen for what he is doing. You
feel the bed move and can tell that he has gotten up and off. You hear some
sound. ‘What is that?’ you silently ask yourself. You imagine that he is
digging around in his Goody Bag, and are soon to find out that you were
right.

With unexpected pleasure, you feel him once again caressing and fondling
your breasts. Playing with your nipples, lightly rolling them around with
fingertips and then squeezing them gently between his fingers. Cupping and
holding them, squeezing them in his hands. Playing with your nipples.
Finally you feel warm breath and his warm moist tongue lightly licking them.
First one and then the other. Your skin has turned into chicken flesh as
goose bumps cover it from head to toe.

He takes a nipple between his lips and squeezes it tight. He sucks each
nipple in turn, first on the very tip, then taking as much of a tit into his
mouth as possible, and sucking harder. This continues for a very, very long
time, and it has chills running up and down your spine. Firmly squeezing
each breast as he suckles it’s nipple. The wet warmth is building between
your legs, and you want to move them but even wiggling your hips is near
impossible. Your legs are spread so far open that wetness on the edge of
pussy lips feels the coolness of the air around it. It is beginning to drive
you mad. All you want to do is reach down with a hand and rub your tingling
pussy. But you cannot, and it is becoming agonizing that he can sit there
and watch you try to squirm and you cannot see anything. You finally give
in to your frustration and relax. Lying motionless (and sightless) feeling
the pleasure of his attention to your breasts. It really does feel good.

He acknowledges your subsidence of struggle. “That’s it Baby! Relax and
enjoy. My only goal is to pleasure you like you have never been pleasured
before.”, he comforts. You manage a smile and imagine he is smiling back,
though he says nothing else.

Now you feel the weight of his body get back on the bed. He is, of course,
between your outstretched legs. You want his touch badly, but after seconds
there is none. You press your hips into the air as much as your bindings
will allow, as if to offer your cunt to him. Still nothing. You wonder what
he is doing. Is he just sitting there looking at your pussy? ‘Touch it
please’ you say to yourself, hoping that he soon will.

“Hey! You still here?” you blurt. “Uh huh” he responds.

You are waiting. The anticipation is killing you. “Ummm… whatcha gonna do
now?” you ask to your unseen partner. No reply.

“Whatcha doin?” you ask as your curiosity continues to get the better of
you.

“What do you want me to be doing?” comes the response. “Ummm fuck me?” you
encourage.

“Nah…. You ain’t ready yet.” Is the reply.

“Please do something…. Please?” you begin to beg.

And as if your begging was the signal he had been waiting for, you feel a
light touch to the end of your overly exposed clitoris. It makes you jump
as it was sudden and unexpected. When the rush of adrenaline passes you
begin to push your hips up as high as you physically can (which isn’t very
much), in hope that the play will begin in earnest.

“Yes, that feels good” you offer, hoping that he will not stop again.
Gratefully, he continues tenderly tracing his finger around the edges of
your orifice. Briefly picking up moisture from the bare inner lips and
spreading it around. His fingers explore silently, teasingly close to an
erogenous zone and then skirts away. “Mmmm…” you are hoping the
encouragement from you will keep him going.

It does, or at least you have decided that your verbal contributions are
doing so. You continue to moan softly to let him know how much you are
enjoying it, although you are dying for something more intense.

His fingers work around your pussy, not getting too close to your clit or
wet opening, but just enough for your moans to be real when they do get
close. Finally, after what seems an eternity, his finger brushes across
your aching clit. Your back arches and you let our a loud moan. His fingers
are getting busier, rubbing your clit and slightly dipping inside your love
hole to gather and spread the honey.

You are struggling with your lack of mobility, and your body wants to
instinctively gyrate in-sync with the intense feelings of pleasure, but you
have very little movement ability. Your legs are already tugging tightly at
their bindings around your ankles, as you want to raise your knees. As he
moves his face to your pussy and begins to lick around your clit, you begin
fighting with the ties on your arms as well. The intense feelings of
pleasure in your groin are overwhelming and to lay there unable to
physically respond is becoming maddening.

Just as you begin to fear that orgasm is only an instant away, he withdraws
the attention on your soaking pussy. You groan out loud and beg “please
don’t stop…don’t stop, please???”.

Your body is doing it’s best to rock back and forth and legs and arms are
pulling against strong ropes. You feel his motion somewhere on the bed and
once again hear sounds of rummaging through his Goody Bag. You relax just
enough to be able to strain your ears so that you can recognize the sounds
and anticipate what is next.

You hear a faint, yet familiar buzz. It takes a few moments for your mind
to process the sound and you finally recognize the sound of a vibrator.
“Ohh, noooo…” you beg. “I can’t handle that right now! It will make me cum…
I promise….”. Your cries are unanswered.

Your entire body convulses when you feel the touch of the vibrator on the
tip of your clit. Your head is rocking back and forth on the pillow, but
that is the sum total of what you can move. He attacks your swollen clit
with the vibrator. Holding it just ever so lightly against the tip, and your
inner muscles are tightened and pushing. Fighting back a rapidly
approaching orgasm, you yell “not yet… not yet !!!”, speaking directly to
your pussy, trying to instruct it to behave.

He is now rubbing the end of the vibe even harder against your tender clit.
Back and forth, spreading juices and sending electricity throughout the
region. “Ohhhhhh….” You are moaning, “stop, stop” you plead. Instead, he
inserts the toy. Playing around the entrance and out to tease your clit
even more, then back in. Each time, working it in deeper, and each time
withdrawing to spend even more time on your throbbing clit.

It is maddening. You cannot see, you cannot move. And you are ever so close
to cumming. You are begging breathlessly now, “Fuck me. Fuck me now. Fuck
my pussy…. PLEASE!!!!”.

He pushes the vibrator all the way in, and your pussy muscles contract and
push it right back out. He pushes it back in and you push it back out. This
continues forever, and you no longer have control of even your inner
muscles. They are reacting entirely on their own. He pushes in, and you push
out, it is becoming even faster now and it is driving you crazy. Your
begging has turned to demands “Listen mister… you better fuck me now, here?”

You hear a roaring laughter from him, and frankly, it pisses you off. Not
literally of course, but you are getting extremely frustrated and want so
badly to feel his cock inside of you and ripping you open with a volcano of
exploding hot cum. “Please?” you soften your request.

It works. He slowly removes the vibrator, and his palm rubs back and forth
across your slit. Each time it crosses your clit you are sure the top of
your head is going to come off. You want to cum, and you want to cum NOW!

With a gasp of relief you feel his body moving. His arms moving to either
side of your waist, and the bed rocking with his movement. You feel the head
of his cock poised just barely between your hot soaked pussy lips and your
hips are trying fruitlessly to push toward it.

He slowly, ever so slowly, slides his shaft inside. Inch by agonizing inch,
until you begin to feel that overpowering feeling of fullness of hot flesh
rubbing internally. You gasp sudden air as the last inch or so is suddenly
thrust against erogenous inner depths and instantly you are filled with the
cock you have been desiring for over two hours.

Thankfully, he must be horny as well, as he begins to pump your pussy, in
and out, long deep strokes. Building in speed and intensity until he is
finally pounding hard. You hear the slapping sound skins meet with full
insertion, and you hear the squishing sloshing sound of your juices overly
lubricating. Faster and harder with each thrust. You cannot control yourself
at all. Your orgasms come one after another, sometimes it seems two or
three at the same time. His rhythm does not let up. He is pounding your
pussy hard and you are wanting him to cum so badly. You are fighting to
hold of your final climax.

When it seems that you may faint from the most recent orgasm, he thrusts
suddenly hard and deep, exploding his hot jism in buckets. You feel each
wave of cum travel the length of his cock and erupt in sudden hot splashes
deep inside. You gasp air and make a soundless moan as your body quivers
with convulsion of the most intense orgasm you have ever known.

Your heart is racing and you are sure it will pound its way out of your
chest any moment. Gasping for air that you cannot get enough of. He
collapses on your body, gasping for his own breaths. You nuzzle your head as
best you can, into his neck and continue to struggle for air. You can feel
his heart pounding against you own chest, and it leaves you even weaker.

At length, you feel him rising off of you. You gasp as a quick orgasm shoots
by when his cock withdraws from the comfort of the warm wet surroundings
that you have been nurturing it in. You feel him get off of the bed, and
are still trying to catch your breath.

“Hey you!” you breathlessly say. “Uh huh” you hear his breathless response.

He bends over to kiss you on the mouth, and you whisper, “That was fucking
fantastic!”. “Yup” he responds.

“You can remove the blindfold now” you tell him. “I don’t think so.” He
replies.

“..but… we don’t need this anymore, I don’t need to be tied any more,
right?” you half plead. “Oh, you’re not through yet.” He responds.

“Oh geeezzzz… I can’t take any more!” you inform. He is silent for a
minute, then you hear him say from the foot of the bed “You should really
see all the cum oozing from your pussy right now. It is a absolutely
pouring out!”. “I bet it is” you say, you should feel it from this end” and
you laugh. “Get me a towel, and untie my hands, okay?” you try once more.
“Besides, my girl friend is dropping by later on and I will need to cover up
our little adventure, you know?”

“I think I want to watch you just as you are for a little while first” is
his reply. “I’m going to sit right over here in the chair and smoke a
cigarette and watch the cum flowing out of your pussy with your legs spread
wide open.”

“Well then!” you scoff. “At least let me have a puff”. He holds the
cigarette to your lips and you inhale deeply. A long exhale and your head
is swimming. “Fine!” you say to him. “You sit there and watch a helpless
soaking wet woman with her legs spread far apart and I will take a nap”.
More like pass out really, as your head is dizzy and your body weak. You
can hear his breath as he exhales, and you drift off to sleep.

You are awakened by a noise. “Hey there” you softly call out. He doesn’t
reply. “Hey!” you say again louder. Still no answer. Maybe he is in the
kitchen or somewhere, you think.

How long did you snooze?, you wonder. What time is it. Must be late
afternoon, you reckon. You really must be getting up and getting all this
evidence put away, and get dressed before your friend gets here. “Hey!” you
shout out, hoping he will hear you from across the house and come to your
rescue.

Thankfully, you hear sounds of shuffling feet coming your way. “Ok, you can
let me up now” you tell him. However, there is no response. You can sense
that you are not alone, but he does not speak.

You begin to plead now, appealing to his sensibility, “Untie me now, okay?
Vicki will be here any minute, and I cannot be just laying here all ties up
and blindfolded, with a freshly fucked pussy and cum all over the place!”
“Okay?”

Instead of a verbal reply, you once again feel the bed move with the weight
of a body climbing back in between your bound legs. “You want one more
fuck? Is that it?” you ask. No answer.

Instead, you feel the light touch of fingertips smoothing cum across your
pussy and across your clit. Your body jolts at the sudden tingle of
excitement. “Okay darling” you say, I guess I could do with a quickie.”

You feel lips kissing your inner thighs, and licking cum off the sides. Then
you feel a warm soft tongue licking your mound, across your clit and
drinking juices from between your wet slit.

“You lick up your own cum?” you say with surprise.

“It’s not mine” comes the soft reply, “but it is very tasty”.

“VICKI !” you shout. “Its you!”

Later you learn that there was a note on the door to come on in, and the
door was left unlocked.

You also learned that Vicki is very very good at eating pussy.