There were two rules: (1) They reserved their cum exclusively for themselves, and (2) If either of them said the safety word, they would stop without question.
Over the past year of being together, Sarah and Greg fell more in love each day they shared with each other. They both knew that talking through issues and problems was key to their survival as a couple, but it had been tough; he grew up in a home, which was loving and supportive, but also one in which certain things were never discussed, and she grew up with parents who disowned her when she was 18, her age when she revealed to them that she was a woman in a man's body. Although she had been particularly guarded since then, she was learning to open up to Greg more and more. Obviously, Greg's reaction, acceptance, and love when she revealed her biological situation was a huge breakthrough in her openness, but years of habit do not fall away overnight.
However, with their love, their trust grew. They knew they could talk about any topic, even the "taboo" ones. One morning over breakfast, Sarah broached the topic of sexual fantasies. Greg felt a little aroused at the mention of it and turn his attention completely to Sarah. They discussed the sexual fantasies that have been fulfilled and that have not been fulfilled. Eventually, they devised a plan for a day of whatever they wanted to do, as long as it abode by the two rules mentioned previously.
They knew that this could lead to cumming many times of the course of that day, so they avoided cumming through personal or mutual actions for two weeks prior, and they made sure that they ate properly and got plenty of rest. In essence they went into training. Finally, although they hoped it would not come to it, they had a few samples of Viagra, just in case.
8:30 AM: Greg woke up that Saturday morning on his back, unable to move very well. As his thinking cleared more from the morning fogginess, he realized that his arms and legs were strapped to the corners of the bed. Sarah was standing beside the bed, completely naked with a jar of chocolate sauce in her hand. His brained cleared a little more, and he knew what day it was.
"Good morning," Greg said with a smile.
"Good morning," Sarah responded, smiling back, but her smile had a slightly more mischievous quality.
Sarah put a knee on the bed as she leaned over to kiss him fully and passionately on the mouth. After a a half minute, she broke off from the kiss and sat beside him. She opened the jar and dipped a finger in. She then brought her finger near Greg's mouth. He loved the smell of this sauce. It wasn't ordinary grocery store chocolate; this was especially made for lovers. Neither too sweet nor too bitter. He didn't know the secret ingredient, but it was perfect. As the aroma wafted his way, he lifted his head to suck it off her finger, which she brought close enough for him to satisfy this lust. He pulled her chocolate covered finger into his mouth, sucked fully, and let his tongue clean it thoroughly. As his cock started to swell a little, Sarah closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of part of her being inside him.
Sarah dipped again, this time with two fingers, and brought them close to his mouth, but not enough for him to be able to reach with his lips. Greg extended his tongue, which just barely touched her fingers. After tormenting him for a minute, she applied the chocolate from her fingers to his nipples. The sauce was warm and slightly melted. It started to drip down his side. Sarah leaned over and licked the chocolate before it reached the sheets. She licked from his side to his breast, then around his areola, paying particular attention not to touch his nipple. She paid equal attention to both sides of his body while enjoying his straining at the ropes and cuffs.
When satisfied that no more sauce was going to drip, she mounted his abdomen, making sure to rub her ass, sack, and cock on him as much as she could as she slid her leg over. When situated, his cock was nestled in her ass, feeling warm and secure. She leaned over and again tongued around his areola. He buck his hips with the delusional hope of being able to penetrate Sarah's ass. She sat up over his midsection, supported mainly by her legs. She smiled and ground her ass on his cock, feeling it swell more. She leaned over and with her teeth, lips, and tongue cleaned each nipple thoroughly. She took great care to get every last bit of chocolate off of his chest. His chest hair though seemingly wanted to keep some. But she kept at it, licking his nipple, biting when she needed to, and sucking up what she needed.
When he was visibly clean, she stretched out her body on top of his and kissed him: her cock rubbing just above his, her breasts pressed into his chest. His very hard cock was again nestled between her ass cheeks and rubbing against her hole. As before, he had the delusional hope of penetrating, and as before, she made sure that he didn't succeed.
She then started to kiss his body beginning at his mouth with the plan to work toward his cock, but she first lifted her ass, allowing his cock to lay flat against his body, and then she rubbed her sensual body against his all the way down. His cock felt her cock as it moved past, then her flat, smooth abdomen, then in the valley between her breasts, then her mouth. She tongued his cock from its tip to his sack. Slowly moistening the shaft. She lifted his cock and put her mouth near it. She licked the glans, carefully tracing a circle of saliva around the tip. She wrapped her mouth around the head, tilted her head back as if to watch his reaction, extended her tongue, flattening it as best as possible, just past her bottom lip, opened her mouth in a fake yawn, took a deep breath, and with a slow plunge, worked to deep throat his cock. When the head reached her throat, she paused and pushed past the resistance. She swallowed a few times, massaging the head of his cock, paused again for a moment, before backing off. She moved her lips and tongue up and down a few times before pulling off of it completely.
She then ran her tongue up his body from his cock to his mouth, moistening her tongue frequently along the way. Again rubbing her body seductively against his as she went. When she returned to his lips, she kissed him passionately, letting her tongue explore his mouth. Whenever he would try to extend his tongue into her she would lift her head up. After several tries, he knew not to attempt this. This fantasy was her show.
After breaking him of silly notions, she went back to the chocolate sauce. She dipped two fingers in and then spread the chocolate on his genitals. She used both hands to spread the chocolate all over his cock and balls. Greg savored the warm caress she was giving him.
With some chocolate still on her hands, she spread his ass cheeks, and rubbed some on his ass hole, and of course a little in his hole.
She then turned around, putting them in a 69, and she cleaned his cock one tiny bit of chocolate at a time. With her own cock right over his mouth, he lifted his head, reached with his tongue, and started to moisten her shaft. She deftly lifted her ass to keep him from accomplishing too much.
She continued to clean and to frustrate him. When she was almost done, she lowered her ass, allowing him to suck her cock. And he sucked like a man whose life depended on it. She moaned a little as he took in her shaft half way. His tongue explored the head by circling, leaving a trail of moisture as it went. Greg's lips curled over his teeth to prevent hurting her accidentally. Greg was overwhelmed with how complete his mouth felt. He felt the satisfaction of finally finding a long missing puzzle piece needed to complete the picture. Even though he had had her cock in his mouth before, it did not diminish the joy he felt each time.
He sucked on her cock hoping she would cum before she withdrew again. To this end he sucked harder than usual with the vague idea that the suction in his mouth would make it impossible for her to leave.
He was again mistaken, as Sarah was in complete control – almost. As she was being fellated, she kept neglecting the cock she was working on. She would lick his shaft and then pause to moan. When she would regain her senses, she would suck on his cock hoping to distract him, but he was too focused.
She knew her cock wouldn't get any harder, so it was only a matter of time before it erupted. She pivoted her hips up, and despite his best (restrained) efforts, she pulled her cock from his mouth. She dismounted him and slid off the bed. She went to the head board and switched the hand restraints, being very careful not to free him accidentally. Then she went to the foot of the bed and did the same for his leg restraints.
"Turn over!" she commanded. Greg flopped a little, but managed to turn over onto his stomach. As she tightened the ropes, he gyrated his body to rub his cock against the sheets. His movement became slower and slower as the ropes pulled him into a tight face-down spread-eagle.
Sarah moved to the foot of the bed, mounted it, and leaned over to clean the chocolate on and in his ass. She tongued him hard and fast, lapping up whatever she could. Her face ground into his ass, pushing her tongue as far as it would go, and shoving his hard cock into the bed. Her licking added some back and forth motion, bringing Greg closer to cumming.
Fortunately, Sarah timed it well in that she finished cleaning him before he came. She stood up and left the bedroom, leaving Greg tied and incredibly horny. He tried to will his body to cum, but to no avail. His efforts, although subtle, did keep his cock hard during the 10 minutes she was away.
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