Rise and Shine

He looks at me for a long moment.

“I know,” he says, a lascivious grin on his face. “I’m going to play with you and tease you until you beg for mercy.”

I moan softly and watch him climb down off the bed. He moves to the foot of the bed and ties my ankles to the bedposts, stretching me taut, my hips still raised on the pillows under my ass. Then he glances at the drawer next to the bed.

“No toys,” I whisper plaintively. “Just use your fingers and tongue and cock on me.”

He hesitates for a moment, then nods and climbs back up on the bed. He leans down and puts his mouth on mine, a long, lingering, soft and sensuous kiss with none of the frenzy of before. When his hand wanders down between my legs and strokes my slick pussy lips and slippery clit, I moan into his mouth and raise my hips, my body instantly aroused. He continues to kiss and stroke me, playing me like a fine instrument, and my pleasure builds. When he finally pulls away I groan softly and close my eyes.

He shifts on the bed and begins to play with my nipples, fingering them lightly, touching just the tips. He bends down and kisses first one, then the other, taking them into his mouth, licking and sucking until he elicits another moan from me. He takes one between his teeth and bites gently, and my mouth opens. His hand wanders to my clit again and he rubs my engorged bud, still biting my nipple. My breathing quickens and my body begins to undulate and move under his touch. It has been a long while since he has tied me spread eagle, but it is obvious he has not forgotten how to keep me on edge. When I shudder, he sits up and gives me a broad smile.

Then he moves between my legs and puts his tongue into my pussy. He licks my swollen lips, his tongue flicking between the folds. He continues to lick and suck while reaching up with both hands and pulling on my sensitive nipples. When he twists and pinches them hard I cry out, my mind caught between the pain in my tits and the pleasure between my legs. When he starts to lick and suck my clit, I moan loudly, my mouth open, my breathing ragged. I can’t keep my body still. I pull against the ropes, all my muscles taut, but the orgasm hovers just out of reach.

“Please,” I whisper.

My husband sits up and looks at me.

“How hard do you want to cum?” he asks with a grin.

I stare at him with eyes wide. When I don’t respond, he gets up off the bed and opens the drawer. Before he even pulls it out I know which toy he will select, and I groan as the memory floods back. The dominatrix at the oceanfront house used a clit vibrator on me that sent pulses deep into my throbbing bud, and the powerful sensations were overwhelming. My husband returns to the bed and holds it up for me to see. I stare at it for a moment, then squeeze my eyes shut, my body quivering in anticipation.

But instead of putting it on my engorged clit, he puts the hollow tip over my erect nipple. When he thumbs the toy on, I jerk in my bonds, the pulsing sensations shooting straight to my groin. He increases the pulses, and I tug against the restraints, every muscle straining. Then he moves it to the other nipple, the vibrations increasing my arousal. I have always been multi-orgasmic, but I have never cum from nipple stimulation alone. Perhaps this is the time. Fuck, it feels so good. I arch my back, trying to push my tit into the vibrating toy, but my husband pulls it away. I open my eyes in a silent plea, breathing heavily. Please don’t stop, oh god, please.

“Are you having fun yet?” My husband’s smile is more of a smirk.

“Yes,” I whimper, “make me cum. Please.”

He holds the vibrator above my clit, making me wait. I moan and push my hips up, but I can’t reach it. He turns it off and stares hard at me before putting it on my throbbing bud. I push up again, arching my back, but he just holds it there, teasing me. When he finally turns it on, the pulses make me jump and jerk, and I pull hard against the ropes. Fuck, yes, I’m going to cum again, I’m so close. And then he pulls it away, and I hang on the edge, panting and moaning. He puts it back on me, and the orgasm builds anew, but he pulls it away. He keeps it up, on and off, the pulsing toy teasing my throbbing clit. My legs start to shake, my mouth open wide. I can barely breathe. My whole world shrinks to my needy clit. It is both agony and ecstasy, the denial of pleasure the ultimate torture. Oh god, oh fuck, I am so turned on…

And then my world explodes. The orgasm crashes through me, by far the strongest of the morning, and I scream and thrash and spasm and scream again, wave after wave of pleasure filling every part of my body. I can’t see, I can’t think, I can only feel. I cum and cum again and keep cumming until my husband finally takes pity on me and pulls the vibrator away. It takes a long time for my body to stop shaking. When I finally open my eyes, my husband is looking at me with wonder.

“Wow,” he says. “That was…that was beautiful.”

“Fuck,” I whisper, “yes, wow.”

I look at the person I love most in the world. “It’s my turn. Let me tie you up.”

When he doesn’t respond, I add, “I want to be on top.”

He pauses for a moment, seeming to think about it, and then we quickly trade places. Now he is the one tied spread eagle on the bed, and I gaze down at his still swollen cock. He has already cum twice this morning, and I’m not sure I can make him climax again. But he has just watched me have an awe-inspiring orgasm, so perhaps there is a chance…

I sit on the side of the bed and bend down to give him a soft kiss. My hand lightly grazes his nipples, then slides down to caress his cock. My fingers move lightly over his balls, and he squirms under my touch. I continue to kiss and touch him with a feather light touch until he moans softly. When I feel his cock swell in my hand, I raise up and give him a broad smile, then move down between his legs on my knees, my mouth hovering over him. I gaze up, my face all innocent and pure, and he stares back at me and raises his hips to reach my mouth. I stroke his swelling member with both hands, then take the head of his cock in my mouth. I squeeze the base with one hand and lightly lick and suck all around the head, his thick cock hardening under my touch. I keep it up until he moans again and moves under me.

When he is fully erect, I crawl up and straddle him, my pussy and clit rubbing against him. I bend down and offer him my breasts, and he eagerly licks and sucks my swollen nipples. I arch my back, pushing down on his cock with my pussy, and he raises his hips to meet me. When he groans, I lean down and give him a long, passionate kiss, my tongue thrusting into his mouth. He keeps moving under me, but I won’t let his hard cock enter my wet hole. Finally I end the kiss and look down at him. His eyes are closed, his mouth open, and he is panting heavily. He is close, and it is time to finish him off.

I move back down and kneel between his legs. I squeeze the base of his throbbing shaft and watch the blood pulse. When I lick his cock all the way from base to tip, first one side, then the other, he groans loudly. I lick and suck the head, still holding him tightly, until his body begins to tremble and shake. When I let go for a moment, he groans again.

“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck.” His voice is shaky and hoarse.

He looks down at me, his eyes pleading, and I gaze back at him and slowly lick my lips. Then I take all of his engorged cock in my mouth, deep throating him until he is jerking and thrashing in his bonds. I hold him deep inside my mouth for a long moment, then move up and down as hard and fast as I can until he crashes over the edge, screaming and thrusting and shooting his cum deep into my throat in a furious frenzy. I happily swallow every drop. When he finally stops shaking, I sit up, gaze down at his magnificent cock, and grin broadly.

“Rise and shine, indeed.”