A tongue play
Initially a text i wrote for Lustories website... I had to re-write it dozen of time since their moderator always had something to say about it... but finally, here is the final version.
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Some time ago I told you I would like to play with your tongue.
Time passes, and I’m mentioning it little by little..; but nothing more.
To a time you tease me that I’m not keeping my word… My only answer was to smile and allude to something else.
After few time, I’m teasing myself “so when do we met? Ho! That is in 15 days! Shall we take care of your tongue that special day?”
On every occasion since then, I’m teasing more and more. As we come closer of the day, some stress comes to fill you… impatience, and… some fear…
Here comes that day.
Nothing special apparently… I’m just asking you: “ready? Will you obey?”
You are hesitating… I keep on the next step:
“Take off your clothes, keep underwear if you want”
I’m feinting confidence, to impress you, and I sit on a comfortable armchair just to look at you undressing.
You play my game; delightful; I knew you would do it the best you could. That Long line bra is just awesome on you. It is getting hot in that armchair… I’m looking at you a long time. You start to turn on yourself to ease the uncomforting of the situation.
I stand up at last, and take some ropes tied in a bag. I’m not looking at you at that precise moment... too bad; your reaction could have been interesting.
I thought for a moment you would not cooperate. But you do. I set your arms in your back, and start an aesthetic lace. My purpose is double… preventing you using your hands, and also constricts your very available breast nicely. I’m taking some little advantage of that I just created.
No needs to touch you, I already know you are wet and so willing.
I’m taking off my bag a rose ribbon, and a little clamp. I come closer to your face, and ask you to pull your tongue out… Just the time I set the clamp on your tongue, and tie the ribbon to it. Amused by this little leash, I’m pulling it a bit to have you walk in the room. Doing so, I can’t stand from touching your skin from time to time.
Pulling the ribbon, my hand shorter and shorter from your mouth, I finish pulling it to my own mouth to reward you with a gentle wet kiss.
We kiss despite the Stanger cloth between us, and the little metallic clamp.
I feel you are breathing much more rapidly than earlier. And I think to myself that is just a beginning
I’m pulling the ribbon down… down, down… you are now on your knees, your arms in the back. Down some more, very gently down… Your face is now close to the floor. From my bag, I get now a heavy stone, where is set a metal ring. I set it just under your face, to tie the ribbon to the ring.
I know the position is difficult, to ease you, I place a little bench with a velvet pillow between your neck and the birth of your bosoms so you can rest on it.
This is pulling your tongue out, you are already drooling.
You sound like protesting the umcomfort… I just don’t give attention… I’m pleased of the scene… Let me spread your legs a bit so I can have an obscene look to your body. There… this is better… Much better…
I’m caressing you a bit, feeling your body. I first thought you were cold, but no... You are just struggling with the position.
My fingers are running on your skin, on the nape of your neck, your nipples, your hips, your thighs.
My bag content some more tricks for you… I’m taking some cloth pins… you know I like them… I can see you just tried to move as I get my hand close to your breast…
It bites you, and you sound some “hou” I’m taking my time… taking another one… I see you drooled so that a little pool is on the stone.
It is now time I play with my own tongue as well… You feel me between your legs, first lap on your clit is so light, and I know you want more… Here it comes.
As far as your breathing tells me you have pleasure, I set the clothe pin on your skin… this time it is on the edge of your breast.
You are breathing so deeply… I’m coming again to ease your pain with my tongue. And again, when it comes time to your pleasure I set another biting wooden bit on your skin.
Every one more cloth pins gets you breathing even more rapidly than before.
When my bag does not reveal another one, I insist definitely on your clit so that you may moan and orgasm. Your jolting of pleasure has pulled the ribbon, or some cloth pins to touch the floor… making you even more moaning… I so like to see you that way.
When you are cooling down, I set the cloth pins off one by one. I’m having you sing even more for me. I massage you to ease the pain on every mark on your skin... You sound loud… It aches very much… A little tear messed your makeup. I come to suck your lips to give you little comfort. I see you are pleased and exhausted.
I untie your tongue, and set the clamp off. You move your chin to regain comfort.
I’m hugging you; you have done great, beyond what I thought you could withstand.
For that I give you my best tenderness at this moment.
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Some time ago I told you I would like to play with your tongue.
Time passes, and I’m mentioning it little by little..; but nothing more.
To a time you tease me that I’m not keeping my word… My only answer was to smile and allude to something else.
After few time, I’m teasing myself “so when do we met? Ho! That is in 15 days! Shall we take care of your tongue that special day?”
On every occasion since then, I’m teasing more and more. As we come closer of the day, some stress comes to fill you… impatience, and… some fear…
Here comes that day.
Nothing special apparently… I’m just asking you: “ready? Will you obey?”
You are hesitating… I keep on the next step:
“Take off your clothes, keep underwear if you want”
I’m feinting confidence, to impress you, and I sit on a comfortable armchair just to look at you undressing.
You play my game; delightful; I knew you would do it the best you could. That Long line bra is just awesome on you. It is getting hot in that armchair… I’m looking at you a long time. You start to turn on yourself to ease the uncomforting of the situation.
I stand up at last, and take some ropes tied in a bag. I’m not looking at you at that precise moment... too bad; your reaction could have been interesting.
I thought for a moment you would not cooperate. But you do. I set your arms in your back, and start an aesthetic lace. My purpose is double… preventing you using your hands, and also constricts your very available breast nicely. I’m taking some little advantage of that I just created.
No needs to touch you, I already know you are wet and so willing.
I’m taking off my bag a rose ribbon, and a little clamp. I come closer to your face, and ask you to pull your tongue out… Just the time I set the clamp on your tongue, and tie the ribbon to it. Amused by this little leash, I’m pulling it a bit to have you walk in the room. Doing so, I can’t stand from touching your skin from time to time.
Pulling the ribbon, my hand shorter and shorter from your mouth, I finish pulling it to my own mouth to reward you with a gentle wet kiss.
We kiss despite the Stanger cloth between us, and the little metallic clamp.
I feel you are breathing much more rapidly than earlier. And I think to myself that is just a beginning
I’m pulling the ribbon down… down, down… you are now on your knees, your arms in the back. Down some more, very gently down… Your face is now close to the floor. From my bag, I get now a heavy stone, where is set a metal ring. I set it just under your face, to tie the ribbon to the ring.
I know the position is difficult, to ease you, I place a little bench with a velvet pillow between your neck and the birth of your bosoms so you can rest on it.
This is pulling your tongue out, you are already drooling.
You sound like protesting the umcomfort… I just don’t give attention… I’m pleased of the scene… Let me spread your legs a bit so I can have an obscene look to your body. There… this is better… Much better…
I’m caressing you a bit, feeling your body. I first thought you were cold, but no... You are just struggling with the position.
My fingers are running on your skin, on the nape of your neck, your nipples, your hips, your thighs.
My bag content some more tricks for you… I’m taking some cloth pins… you know I like them… I can see you just tried to move as I get my hand close to your breast…
It bites you, and you sound some “hou” I’m taking my time… taking another one… I see you drooled so that a little pool is on the stone.
It is now time I play with my own tongue as well… You feel me between your legs, first lap on your clit is so light, and I know you want more… Here it comes.
As far as your breathing tells me you have pleasure, I set the clothe pin on your skin… this time it is on the edge of your breast.
You are breathing so deeply… I’m coming again to ease your pain with my tongue. And again, when it comes time to your pleasure I set another biting wooden bit on your skin.
Every one more cloth pins gets you breathing even more rapidly than before.
When my bag does not reveal another one, I insist definitely on your clit so that you may moan and orgasm. Your jolting of pleasure has pulled the ribbon, or some cloth pins to touch the floor… making you even more moaning… I so like to see you that way.
When you are cooling down, I set the cloth pins off one by one. I’m having you sing even more for me. I massage you to ease the pain on every mark on your skin... You sound loud… It aches very much… A little tear messed your makeup. I come to suck your lips to give you little comfort. I see you are pleased and exhausted.
I untie your tongue, and set the clamp off. You move your chin to regain comfort.
I’m hugging you; you have done great, beyond what I thought you could withstand.
For that I give you my best tenderness at this moment.
5 months ago