With that, I began running my hands over Julie’s body. She gasped as I lightly caressed her breasts. I heard her moan when I sucked one nipple between my lips. I kissed my way south, exploring her smooth, flat belly, and finally I got down between Julie’s legs and started kissing the tender flesh of her inner thighs.
“Oh my God! Oh my God!” Julie said. Over the weeks she’d gotten better and better at roleplaying games. She always follows my orders without question. Her ability to imagine herself as a sub is so good that it was increasingly obvious this wasn’t just a game to her. She is naturally submissive. I’m glad we discovered this about her. It provides endless new ways for me to satisfy needs she didn’t know she had.
I kissed the sensitive skin around and around the outer lips of her pussy. Her inner folds were bright pink. I inhaled her feminine scent. I wanted to taste her immediately, but I knew she’d like it more if I prolonged the experience.
It’s not easy to pretend to be a woman. My hands are bigger and rougher, although the lotion helped. My shoulders are broader. I weigh more. It took a lot of imagination for Julie to pretend that a delicate little woman was about to go down on her, but Julie is a very imaginative girl. She was pulling on her restraints and writhing on the bed.
I finally used the tips of my fingers to gently ease the lips of her pussy apart, then ran my tongue up and down her slit. I licked her everywhere except the clit; we’d save that for later. I licked inside the entrance to her passage, then licked above and below. Soon she was going crazy with arousal, thrusting her hips up and down in response to the way I ate her pussy.
Just then I did something I’d only done a few times for Julie. I licked her little brown butthole.
“Oh!!” she said, sucking in a deep breath. “Oh!!” I licked her ass again, rimming her anus, then sucked her clit between my lips and licked it, too.
That did it. Julie came and came hard. She pulled on her restraints, but she couldn’t get loose because I’d tied her wrists and ankles securely. I particularly enjoy watching the muscles in Julie’s vagina throb and contract when she has an orgasm, and she put on a particularly nice show as the waves of pleasure swept through her body. I wanted to do something special for Julie before her orgasm was over.
I put my pinky finger inside her pussy, twisted it around to make sure it was nice and wet, then plunged it into her ass. That sent her climax into the stratosphere, causing her to arch her back so much that she rose off the mattress. The strong muscles of her rectum clamped down on my finger again and again.
Seeing her cum so hard made me feel proud of myself. I admit that my male ego wants Julie to think I satisfy her more than any other man. I’ve never asked her about the relationships she had with previous boyfriends, and I never will, but I felt pretty confident that nobody has been able to give her stronger orgasms than the one she just got from me.
She twisted from side to side as her climax continued. Julie let out a high-pitched wail, then let out another one. Her pussy and ass throbbed in tandem. It might be the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen.
I stopped licking and sucking on her clit because I know she becomes hypersensitive after a climax. I just backed away and let her slowly calm down.
Julie was completely silent when it was over. She yelped a bit when I pulled my finger from her ass. She struggled to catch her breath, but otherwise she was completely limp and motionless.
My cock was painfully hard and needed attention. I considered releasing Julie from her bounds, but decided we’d both enjoy it more if she remained restrained while I fucked her. I climbed up her body and whispered in her ear.
“That was beautiful, young lady,” I said.
“Thank you, sir,” she said. “You always make me feel good.”
“You aren’t finished yet,” I said. “I want more from you.”
“I know,” she said. “I know.”
She let out a long breath when I pushed the head of my cock inside her pussy. “Oh . . . sir . . . sir . . .” she said.
I pulled out, paused, then pressed in a tiny bit deeper. From the weak way Julie responded, I could tell she was exhausted. But she is a strong, healthy young woman. I knew she could get excited again if I just worked long enough. I was as slow, tender and loving as I could be.
After a few minutes she was aroused again. She moaned as I moved in and out, and gradually she began to raise and lower her hips in response to what my cock was doing.
There’s something very special about making love to Julie when she’s completely restrained and blindfolded. Julie claims that the blindfold helps her concentrate on all the ways I touch her during sex. Blocking her vision eliminates distractions. Being tied spread-eagled to the mattress leaves her powerless. She never objects to anything we do, but she says there’s always something a little bit frightening about being so helpless. With Julie, excitement and fear complement each other like pleasure and pain.
It wasn’t long before Julie was as excited as I could make her. We’d gotten to know each other very well by this time, and I knew exactly what needed to happen for her to have another orgasm. Julie needed to feel my cock throbbing inside her.
“Do you want to feel me cum, young lady?” I whispered.
“Yes sir . . . I want to feel your cock cum in my pussy. Please, sir. Give it to me. Please,” Julie said.
I thrust faster, and harder, and soon I climaxed explosively. I’d spent a lot of time giving pleasure to Julie, and I felt a desperate urge to cum. It had been hard to delay this long. As we both expected, feeling me cum inside her made Julie have her second orgasm. This climax wasn’t nearly as strong as the first one, but Julie let out a relieved sigh after she came.
I laid on top of her for a long time. I’d cum so hard that all I wanted to do was sleep. Julie seemed tired too, so I removed her blindfold, untied the ropes, and took her in my arms.
“Young lady, you get turned on by women, don’t you? You think women are sexy, don’t you.”
“Yes sir. Women are sexy.”
“Have you ever been with a woman?”
“No sir.”
“Have you ever imagined it? Before tonight, I mean.”
Julie was quiet for a long time.
“Yes sir,” she said finally. “I think about it sometimes.”
“Thank you for being honest with me, young lady,” I said. “You are an amazing woman. You have a ferocious sexuality. Just ferocious. I am so honored that you let me share this bed with you.
“As your boyfriend, I need your help figuring out ways to satisfy you as much as possible, and I appreciate how willing you are to give me this help. Thank you, young lady.”
“You’re welcome, sir. You always make me feel so good. Before I met you, I didn’t know I liked things like this.”
“Pretty soon I’m going to tell you to do something special for me, young lady. Can you guess what it is?”
Long pause. “No sir,” she said.
“I’m going to order you to have a threesome,” I said. “A woman as passionate as you needs to experience threesomes. You need to know how it feels to have sex with a woman. Does that sound good?”
“Sir . . . I don’t know if I want to do that,” Julie said.
“But you’ll do it if I order you, won’t you, young lady?”
“. . . yes sir . . . You know I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.”
“Can you think of any women who’d like to have sex with you? Are there any women flirting with you?”
“No sir. I have no reason to believe anyone wants to do that with me,” Julie said.
“You’re such a beautiful, sexy woman that I’m sure lots of girls would love to be with you. With us.”
“If you say so, sir,” Julie said. “I’ll do whatever you want.”
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Ben and Julie have come a long way in a short time. From the sadness of her drunken behavior to the ecstatic pleasures of domination games, they seem to have found their groove. In Part 7, Ben spends time with a different girl.
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