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Kathryn's Forced Orgasm (m/f highly sexual)

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This is a recreation of an actual event, but a few details changed (like names) make it fiction by the strictest definition of the word... I hope you all enjoy and feel free to comment- I love feedback, positive and negative

The blindfold changed everything for Kathryn- more than the ropes that bound her wrists, the darkenss that engulfed her left her feeling completely vulnerable. She stood on the bed with one foot on either side of the man that lay on the matress beneath her, her naked body caressed by the light breeze of an unseen fan and her nose filled with the scent of a single vanilla candle, strategically placed behind her so as not to provide any visible light through the silk blindfold. Her pulse began to quicken as she lifted her hands, fumbling with the caribbeaner that hung level with her chin until the span of rope between her wrists was closed inside it.

Oh my god oh my god oh my god... said that little voice in her head over and over again, feeling her helplessness completed.

Slowly she bent her knees, easing herself down over the firm, toned body of her lover on the bed. The rope stayed in place as she lowered her figure, her hands being lifted higher and higher over her head. Just at the place where her muscles began to flex to support herself, she felt the warm palm of Ethan's hand pressed against her inner thigh by her hip to support her while the other hand grasped her amazing ass to stabilize her. Guided by his hands she continued to ease herself down, thankful for the added strength and focusing on the feel of his warm flesh on hers, until she felt the tip of his cock connect with her waiting wetness.

The feeling of his massive member penetrating her was the kind of glorious agony that she almost couldn't stand but knew she couldn't life without. He lowered her lithe body slowly, and she could feel his eyes on her bare midriff and breasts as the restraints pulled her arms higher and higher. The heat of his gaze almost made her blush- in all the boys who had ever desired her, she had never felt so sexy as when she was with him.

She gasped as inch after inch spread her womanhood around itself, and loved the way his body tensed as the ridges of her wet treasure slid down around him. Only when she felt her ass touch his thighs and her pussy sitting on her hips did she let out the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding, her entire body trembling with the sensation of so much cock buried within her.

Her arms were straight above her but not uncomfortably so- the length of the rope that suspended the carribeaner from the cieling was perfect. Her knees rested on the bed on either side of his hips, and she knew that he would be looking at the thighs that had been tantilizing his dreams and the breasts that he had been wanting to lick since the last time they saw each other.

His hands slid around her hips, grasping them in that possessive way that made her juices flow suddenly free- there was something in the way he touched her when he needed her, a forceful confiscation of her power, that turned her on to no end, Those warm, demanding hands lifted her ass just an inch and then pulled it back down, making her squirm as the tender pleasure point within her ground against his rock hard cock. Her mouth opened but no sound came forth, the sensation denying word or sound.

Again and again he guided her hips up and down, moving with the slow and unrelenting rythm of the ocean against a ship's hull. Her breathing deepened and her fingers curled, searching for something to grasp onto to maintain some control of her condition and finding nothing. Her first moan slipped from her mouth and she gave into it, closing her eyes behind the blindfold and riding his manhood at the speed and the flow that he wanted from her. Every time he lifted her up along his member she took a deep breath, exhaling in the soft sounds of sex as he pulled her down onto him until her clit rubbed against his hip in the way that sent waves of pleasure along her entire body.

After pulling her down one last time, he stopped. Kathryn felt the curve of Ethan's calves sliding over the backs of her ankles, pinning her legs so that while her hips were pressed to his and his cock was buried within her, she couldn't extend her legs to slip off him even a little. She bit her lip in anticipation, wondering what else he had planned, and as he slid down the bed a few inches and her perfectly upright torso gained some angle above his body, she realized why her legs were pinned.

The shift in her position had pressed her external hotspots, the ones she used to make herself cum, firmly against his hip- any movement, any squirm, would force it to be rubbed. She took a deep breath, inhaling the reassuring vanilla scent as she tested the bonds that held her hands one last time- she knew exactly how he planned to make her squirm.

It started at her knees, the gentle flickering of his fingertips that sent ticklish sensations coursing up her thighs- he giggled and arched her back, and the giggle dissolved into a sultry moan as her hips pressed into his. Again his delicate caresses flickered over her knees, eliciting a squeal that turned into a gasp as her body tensed and then wriggled on top of his.

The combination was uncontrollable- the feeling of being tickled woke every nerve in her body and demanded that she move while the bonds denied her the ability, while her wetness flooded her system with pleasure messages that wanted more stimulation. Kathryn spread her knees wider, leaning more weight down on him and began grinding her hips into his. His cock moved inside her gyrating hips like a stir mixing a drink, dragging it's smooth shaft and the ridge of his head over every place that made her shiver and tremble.

Ethan reached up and put all ten fingers just below her breasts, tickling down her tummy- it caught her by surprise and she broke into hysterical laughter as her helpless body thrashed under his unbearable tickling. Sweat broke out along her taught torso as she tried to laugh and ended up gasping in pleasure, the brilliant position of her body forcing her clit to conflict with the feel of his fingers.

“Oh please- it tickles too bad- oh god don't stop...” She begged as she flailed helplessly above him, her body arching as she tried to decide what to beg for.

He just laughed, pushing his hips up into her to make sure he was all the way inside her. His tickling caresses stopped for a moment and she tried to catch her breath, but her body refused to let her stop rubbing her clit back and forth on the ridge of his hip- she needed it desperately.

“I'm going to tickle under your arms now, Kathryn, and I'm not going to stop until you cum...”

“Oh fuck- no!” She squealed, panic in her voice. “Please- no-”

She tried to pull herself up towards where her wrists were tied to close the sensitive region, but his legs pinned hers and she couldn't find the leverage to lift herself. Her arms tugged on the restraint, not really expecting it to give way but unable to avoid trying. All the while she felt his fingers walking up her sides, just his fingertips making their way towards the place to do what he said he would do.

Without any other respite, she chose the last thing she could do- she ground faster and harder on his hips, hoping to reach climax quickly. Her entire body shook and her breathing was made up of deep, rapid gasps for air as she tried to orgasm, her shoulders twisting back and forth as she tried to avoid his ever-climbing fingers.

“Oh fuck- you bastard-” She managed to scream before the hysterical laughter that she could not stop overpowered her ability to curse or beg.

The sensation was too much- just a single touch upon her underarms drove her to insanity and he was torturing them with all ten fingers, relentless and methodically evil. She was desperate to escape his tickle-torture of her very worst spot but just as eager to climax. She moaned in between helpless giggles and shrieks, shouting “stop” but not meaning it and pounding up and down on his cock as hard as she could. Her orgasm consumed her like a volcanic eruption, shooting through her legs and up her body to the very tips of her fingers. She cried out, throwing her head back and letting the tremors of climax take her over.

“ETHAN!”

She didn't remember when the feeling stopped, or when he released her legs and helped her pull her arms down. Her next memory was of his arms wrapped around her from behind, laying next to her while she tried to catch her breath.
 
Absolutely fantastic! The details, the build up, the amazing climax. . . all of it, simply fantastic! :wub: I hope to read more from you soon.

Nicole <<<<----
 
good stuff

Thanks for the support, those who have replied... another story starring Kathryn and Ethan is in progress.
 
Erotic and titilating in all the right ways! A very enjoyable read.
 
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