Silk Ties of Pleasure

"Yes," she replied just as huskily. I knew she enjoyed pleasuring me
with her mouth, almost to the point where she was serving her own
desires with the taste of my length. I was freer to move than she was
and took advantage to rub the swollen head of my cock across one cheek
and then the other. That done, I bounced my cockhead against the curve
of her chin a few times before pulling away.

Moving around her, I pulled down the showerhead to saturate her hair.
The silk changed color as it grew wet as well. I noticed that my lover
was moving her thighs carefully as I put shampoo into her hair and
began rubbing. I wasn't sure if she was moving her legs and enjoying
some stimulation, or if she was still trying to figure out how to move
them to grant that stimulation. Either way, she'd orgasm when she
orgasmed and whether it happened sooner or later would not change my
efforts at her cleansing.

I shampooed her hair twice and then put conditioner in it before I
helped her stand back up and began to lather her body. I started at
her neck and shoulders, working my way down her back, under her arms,
across her ribs, over her abdomen and then up over her chest. When my
palms rubbed the slickness of the scented soap across the nubs in the
silk caused by her nipples she moaned audibly. I made a point then to
rub the soap into her chest through the silk more insistently, feeling
her arch her back to push her breasts against my hands. With her top
half soaped, I knelt before her and began to wash her lower half at
her ankles.

I tried to take my time as I soaped and rubbed her calves, knees and
thighs. Even with the silk covering her sex, I was eager to touch her.
The sight of the corded silk pressing deeply between her lips, the
shape, swollenness, and length of her pussy lips were obvious. Before
rubbing my hands through he crotch, I heavily lathered the cheeks of
her ass and caressed them firmly. With my palms full of her rear end,
and the lather providing a slick friction, I was pleased to see her
move her hips back into my hands, the movement causing her to bend
over slightly, her bound breasts hanging above me.

Unable to contain myself any longer, I rubbed the soap into the silk
that covered her sex, the friction of my hands causing movement of the
corded silk in between those lips I loved to taste. I heard her moan
again as the cord moved, the pressure moving across her clit, back and
forth as I lathered her crotch. The sounds of her breathing let me
know that she had an orgasm building. With that in mind, I washed her
there longer than was really necessary, maintaining the movement of
the corded silk until her climax flowed through her.

At first I saw her thighs tighten against the silk; then I saw her
tummy muscles flutter; moving one hand behind her, I felt her ass
tighten and heard her groan in pleasure. Her body jerked, spasming as
the orgasm pulsed through her – I could actually see the lips of her
pussy clenching and releasing the corded silk that ran between them.
When the explosion of sensation had passed, I removed my hands from
her and stood to begin rinsing the soap from her body. As I did, she
slowly regained her breathing, her pussy lips still twitching as
residual spasms of pleasure slowly dulled and faded.

"Thank you," she whispered hoarsely as I continued to rinse her. "My
pleasure," I replied with a smile. "Are you enjoying this?" I asked
her seriously. "Very much," she answered me after a moment. "I didn't
think I would," she confessed, "but that was the best orgasm I've had
in forever."

"It's only the first," I assured her. "There are more to come."

With my lover fully rinsed, I turned off the water and helped her from
the tub. Still dripping wet myself, I dried her with a soft
terri-cloth towel. She stood, still moving her thighs slightly, as she
watched me dry off. Her eyes focused on my erection for most of the
time it took me to dry off, and I knew that I was going to have to
move things along.

Taking her back into her bedroom, I helped her to lay down on her bed.
Her arms were bound at her sides, as compared to behind her where it
would have been so uncomfortable in this position. Encouraging her to
lie still, I straddled her body and began to rub the almost purple
swollen head of my erection down her body. I started at her chin,
tapping it there a few times and noting the movement of her head as
she dipped it attempting to get a taste of my cock. She sighed in
disappointment as my cockhead trailed under her chin, along the line
of her neck, across the curve of her shoulder and then to her right
breast.

There, I enjoyed the feeling of the damp but smooth silk against the
sensitive skin of my swollen knob while rubbing it around the nub of
her nipple. She gasped, as did I, as we both enjoyed the intense but
separated sensations. From right nipple to left, I enjoyed the
feelings, and if her moans were any indication, so did she. I could
feel and hear her thighs still moving gently behind me as her eyes
watched my hand move my erection against her.

Moving farther down, I straddled her thighs, restricting their
movement, while at the same time rubbing my shaft directly against the
corded silk that rubbed between her pussy lips. Her lips had pulsed so
deeply, and the cord had rubbed so intently, that the head of my cock
was rubbing back and forth in a small valley caused by the swell of
her lips as they engulfed the corded silk.

"Please remove the silk and take me," I heard my lover moan.

"Is that truly what you want?" I asked without stopping my movements.

"Absolutely," she groaned. "Take me; take me now." She groaned a
breath in and out. "As soon as you penetrate me I'm going to cum hard
around you and I need to feel you cumming into me." She said it all,
still firmly believing that it would take minutes to make it happen.
She didn't want to wait but had accepted the frustration thinking that
it would eventually be relieved. What a surprise for her.

"Pull your thighs apart," I whispered to her as I moved from
straddling her. She looked at me in askance and didn't move. "Pull
your thighs apart," I said more intently, now off to one side of her
body, but poised to quickly move between her legs. Raising her head to
look down at the silk binding her body, Liz pulled her thighs apart
against the silk and was amazed to see the silk ties fall away. The
most delicious part was watching her second orgasm overwhelm her as
the silk was pulled away in such a fashion as to drag the entire
twisted length of cord between her pussy lips and across her clit.

She was still in the throws of orgasm as her thighs reached their
limits of parting, and the silk cleared out of the way. With her pussy
still spasming as waves of pleasure washed over her, she was oblivious
to my movement as I quickly laid between her legs and guided my length
into her sex. She was so open and wet that I sank into her in a single
thrust, my cock registering every grasp and release of her orgasm.

As I began to move in and out of her, my own need for climax
desperate, her breathing told me that her third orgasm was building in
response to my pumping. One of her hands disappeared down between us
as my orgasm began to build and hers blossomed once again. As her sex
grasped, clutched and milked my erection, hot ropes of thick cum
spattered from me against the hot inside walls of her.

Somehow through the blindness of my pleasure I heard my lover moan
about my heat spreading inside her and how she could feel my length
pulsing; something about stretching her farther and deeper than she
thought it could.

And then reality reclaimed time and space and I found myself gasping
for breath as my lover did beneath me. I started to move out of her
and off to the side but she didn't let me go. With both her arms and
legs she pulled me tightly to her; her feet against my ass and pulling
me fully within her as she squeezed me tight. Resting carefully on and
above her so as not to hurt her with my weight, I slowly caught my
breath, listening to her as she did the same.

When we could finally speak clearly I heard her say that it was my
turn to be washed in the shower. "That sounds very nice," I said
softly in her ear. "And maybe," she said with a grin, "we can figure
out a way to tie you so that the silk is constantly jerking you off."
I giggled at that, and we moved apart, but together to the shower. The
night was young and we were going to enjoy every moment available to
us.