awoken to fantasy
Its late one night, I've been curled up on the sofa in front of the fire reading a book with my cat curled up next to me keeping me company. I look at the top of the fire place and decide its time for bed. I put the book down, turn off the fire and head towards the bedroom.
I flick the light switch in the bedroom, but nothing happens, I slowly walk across the bedroom to find the free standing church candle holder that I keep in the corner. I light each of the 6 candles and the room slowly lights up with a soft glowing light.
I turn back around and walk over to the bed pulling my jumper over my head as I go, turning momentarily to chuck it over into the wash basket by the door. I kick my trainers off and push them under the bed and slide my trousers down over my hips and let them fall into a heap at my feet. As I step out of the trousers I reach round and undo the clasp of my bra letting the straps slip down over my shoulders, down my arms and eventually letting it fall to the floor. sliding my hands down to my hips I hook my thumbs into the sides of my satin thong and gently slide it down my legs to join the pile of clothes that has now gathered there. I lean forward and pull back the black satin sheets that are on my King-size 4 poster bed and sit on the edge of the mattress.
Swinging my legs round, I slide into the middle of the bed, the satin sheets soft against my skin, the soft glowing flames of the candles reflecting in the mirror on the wall, making the room seem so different. I lean back against the pillows and pull the satin sheet up around my shoulders, shivering slightly as the satin tickles my skin. I lie and watch the dancing flames of the candles as I slowly drift off to sleep.
I wake up suddenly, it takes me a few seconds but I can sense someone else in the room, I'm lying face down on the bed, and I feel slightly strange. I open my eyes, but I can't see anything, I lie still for a moment, I can feel a strand of my hair across my face, as I go to raise my hand to tuck it behind my ear, I realise I've been tied up. I can't move, and then it dawns on me that I've been blindfolded. My first instinct is to get the hell out of there, heart racing I struggle but I soon realise I'm fighting a loosing battle, not only are my arms tied above my head, but I soon realise that my ankles to have been bound. My minds spinning, trying to work out what's happening to me. I lie still as I try to work out who is in the room with me, is it someone I know? a stranger? is it someone playing a joke? am I in danger? with my mind in overdrive it takes me a couple of seconds to pick up on the sound of someone walking across the room. I dare not breath, so I can hear every move they make. the footsteps come to a halt somewhere to my left hand side, then, again, nothing, I can only sense there being there, I can't hear them or see them, I'm totally reliant on my hearing, but even now that's of no help.
Against my better instincts I begin to relax slightly, I can feel the comforting silkiness of the satin beneath me, and the warmth of the covers feel as though they are protecting me from who ever else is in the room with me. The bonds that hold me still feel soft against the skin on my wrists and ankles and the more I begin to relax, the more I realise that my body is starting to respond to the situation I'm in. I'm warm but I get a shiver down my spine, and I can feel my nipples harden against the satin sheets beneath me. I've forgotten about the feeling of someone watching me as I concentrate on the feel of the satin sheets and the bonds that are restraining me. Any normal person by now would be scream and shouting, begging to be untied, but as this thought passes through my mind, I realise that this is always what I've wanted, to be controlled, to be tied up and blindfolded, to be completely at someone else's mercy.
Without warning, my thoughts are pushed from my mind, as I feel the satin of the covers above me begin to move down slowly over my body. the satin gently slides down my back, revealing my naked back and shoulders to who ever is in the room with me. The satin stops for a moment then starts again, even more slowly than before, down the small of my back, over my bottom, and down my legs until I am completely uncovered, and completely exposed to my intruder.
The feelings of panic start setting in again, Being tied up by someone u trust is one thing, being tied up by someone who's broken into your home is another! I hear footsteps again and breathing, and catch the scent of male after shave. Its a nice one, I can't tell which, but I'm sure its expensive. I breath in the scent, there's something strangely calming about it and again I start to relax. I hear the click of a lighter, I figure the power must still be down as I can smell newly lighted candles now instead of the after shave. The footsteps come back towards the bed and at last I get my first clue as to what's happening, I can feel the side of the bed sink slightly as the person sits down, they lean over and whisper so quietly that I can hardly hear them ' relax, this is your fantasy come true!' not that many people know about my fantasy, so I at least I now know that I know this person!
For several minutes nothing happens, I'm left lying there, all I can hear is my heartbeat and his breathing. I try to imagine what he'll do, but I'm so turned on by this point that every thought I have vanishes as quickly as it appears. I don't know how long I've been lying there but it seems live ages now, I'm silently begging him to do something, anything, touch me, say something, anything, yet I'm left there, with still no clue as to what will happen. I begin to get frustrated, the cool night air on my skin is making me shiver in contrast to the heat that is rising between my legs. As if reading my mind, at last, I feel his fingers gently running down my back, and back up over my hip, I moan softly into the pillow as his fingers run lightly up the side of my body, gently brushing against the side of my breast as he carries on up to my shoulders and up to my finger tips. I feel him move slightly on the bed and the feel his hand again, but on the other side of me this time as he repeats the who process again. his hand runs down the back of the top of my leg, down my calf and stops at my ankle, he leaves his hand there for a few seconds, and then starts untying my ankle, then I feel my leg being pushed to the side of the bed, and feel the bond again as my ankle is tied back up. His hand moves across to my other ankle and repeats the same thing again, so by the time he's finished tying me back up, I'm lying face down on the bed spread out for all the world to see .
He moves around on the bed again, he doesn't say anything but I swear I can feel him smiling as he looks over me, I know he's looking at me, I can feel his eyes boring into my back, and I can feel them move down over my body as he takes in the sight before him. I'm feeling a little akward, I still don't know who he is, yet I'm letting him do these things to me, I feel a bit of a slut and think about asking him to stop, but as I open my mouth the words are instantly forgotten as his hand slides up the inside of my leg, making me shiver with delight. his hand moves across to the other leg, fingers slowly sliding up the inside of my other leg, but stopping before he reaches where I am beginning to desperately wanting to feel his fingers now. I wriggle slightly and moan in frustration as he carries on with this torture. I hear him laugh quietly as he watches me. He moves his hand away and I cry out in frustration. his fingers start working their way up the sides of my body again, over the curve of my hips, the side of my rib cage then his hands slips beneath me cupping my breasts in his hands. I gasp as his fingers gently circle my erect nipples, the touch of his warm hands against me makes me shiver, his hands gently play with my breasts, occasionally pinching my nipples lightly which makes me moan into the pillow. his hands then start moving down, over my ribs and belly and his fingers slide down a little bit at a time, making me wait for what I know is coming next. . .
As he slides his hands down I feel the warmth of his breath on my back, his fingers now gently stroking the soft skin above where I really want them. my body arches as his fingers finally slip down to the warmth between my legs that I've been aching for him to touch for so long. his fingers slide down and explore me, taking their time, touching me everywhere. one hand moves up slightly, and his finger starts to gently circle my clit while he pulls his other hand away, within seconds the other hand is back again, between my legs, seeking out the hole that I so desperately want him to fill. the gentleness of his fingers around my clit change tactics, he's fingers start to rub my clit the pressure increasing, and then without warning, he plunges a finger into me, I arch my back as I cry out, this is what I've been waiting for. his actions start to become a little faster, as if he can read what my body is telling him. I can feel warm sensation in the pit of my stomach start to grow, I know I'm near now. Then all of a sudden he stops. Again I cry out, but I can feel him get off the bed and I hear footsteps as they walk away.
I lie there, trying to catch my breath, annoyed at being left on the edge like that. I don't know how long he leaves me for, it could have been 20 seconds, but it felt like hours, I don't hear him enter the room again, I'm to caught up in my own feelings to notice. I don't even notice the slight pressure at the end of the bed as he leans forward, the only thing I notice from that point is the feeling that his soft wet tongue is creating as he flicks it lightly over my clit, gently licking and kissing me, teasing and tasting me as his tongue explores the folds of my pussy as I squirm with delight at the new feeling building between my legs. his fingers join in and he slips 2 fingers inside of me as he continues to lick and kiss my clit. his hands move up to my hips and he rolls me over, Its then I realise that the bonds on my ankles have been released.
Now lying on my back with my arms still tied up above my head, he lifts my legs slightly and puts when over his shoulders and starts sucking at my clit, occasionally stopping to dart his tongue deep inside me, his hands slide up my body, to my breasts, his thumbs rubbing across my nipples and gently squeezing my breasts at the same time, That feeling in my stomach is getting stronger now, I arch my back, pushing myself against him, grinding myself down on his face, urging him on. His tongue darts deep inside of me again, and as he trails it back towards my clit I can feel my legs starting to shake, its coming, or rather I am, and he knows it, he moves one hand back down and pushes his fingers deep into me, thrusting in and out as he sucks hungrily on my engorged clit, then, as only he knows how, stops sucking and places the gentlest of licks along the length of my clit, tipping me over the edge at the same time, Back arched, his fingers now replaces with his tongue, my body shakes violently and I cry out as the orgasm engulfs me, flooding through me like hot molten lava ripping its way through a tiny mountainside village.
I must have drifted off to sleep, I wake up and its day light, my arms have been untied and I'm curled up on my side. I'm smiling, I know who it was now, I know who made my fantasy come true, and as I turn over I smile an even bigger smile as I decide there and then to wake him up in way he won't forget!
