u/bluehoney20

I had never been tied up before.

At twenty two I was curious but nervous when he suggested it. We had talked about it for weeks and tonight he promised we would go slow. He laid me down on his bed completely naked and showed me the soft black ropes. My heart was racing as he gently wrapped them around my wrists and secured them to the headboard above my head. Then he did the same to my ankles spreading my legs wide and tying them to the foot of the bed.

I was completely open and helpless.

He stepped back and just looked at me for a long time. His eyes moved slowly over my body from my flushed cheeks down to my already wet pussy. No touching yet. Just looking. The longer he stared the more I squirmed against the ropes.

“Look at you,” he said softly. “So pretty when you are all tied up and waiting for me.”

He climbed onto the bed and started teasing me with light touches. His fingers traced circles around my nipples until they were hard and aching. Then he moved lower brushing over my stomach and along my inner thighs but never quite reaching my clit. I tried to lift my hips to chase his hand but the ropes held me firmly in place.

“Please…” I whispered already starting to beg.

He smiled and shook his head. “Not yet baby. Tonight you learn how good it feels to wait.”

He picked up a small feather and ran it over my body. It tickled my neck my breasts my ribs and finally between my legs. The light touch made me gasp and pull at the ropes. My pussy was dripping onto the sheets but he still refused to touch me where I needed it most.

He leaned down and blew gently on my clit. The cool air made me whimper loudly. I was so sensitive already and he had barely done anything. He kept teasing me like that for what felt like forever. Soft kisses on my thighs. His tongue licking everywhere except my clit. Two fingers sliding just inside me then pulling out again.

I was losing my mind.

“Daddy please touch me… I need it so bad…” I begged my voice all shaky and desperate. I had never called him that before but the ropes made me feel so small and needy.

He chuckled softly and finally gave me one slow lick right over my swollen clit. My whole body jerked against the bonds and I moaned loudly. But he pulled away again.

“You are not cumming until I say so,” he told me calmly. “I want to hear you beg like a good girl.”

He edged me over and over. Every time I got close he would stop and just watch me struggle in the ropes. Tears of frustration pricked my eyes. My pussy was throbbing and leaking everywhere. I kept begging louder and louder promising him anything if he would just let me cum.

After what felt like hours he finally slid two thick fingers deep inside me and sucked my clit into his mouth at the same time. The sudden intense pleasure after all that teasing made me scream. The orgasm crashed through me so hard my vision went blurry and I pulled desperately against the ropes as my body shook.

He did not stop. He kept fingering me and licking me through the orgasm and into another one right after it. I was a whimpering mess soaked in sweat and my own juices still tied down and completely at his mercy.

When he finally untied me I could barely move. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead gently.

“How was your first time tied up baby?” he asked softly.

I could only smile and whisper “Amazing… can we do it again soon?”

I have this close friend we’ve been friends since high school, and she came out as a lesbian about a year ago. We’ve always had that “too close for just friends” vibe, but nothing ever happened… until a few weeks ago. One night we were chilling at her place, just the two of us, drinking a little, watching trashy TV, and the conversation got spicy. She admitted she hadn’t done much with a girl yet, and jokingly said, “I wish I had someone to practice on before I actually hook up with someone I like.” I laughed and said, “You can practice on me if you want.” I meant it playfully but her eyes lit up. I expected her to laugh it off, but instead she leaned in and said, “Are you serious?” I was buzzed, curious, and honestly kind of turned on, so I nodded. Before I knew it, she was kissing me soft, slow, but hungry. It was nothing like kissing a guy. Way more sensual. I let her take the lead, and let’s just say… practice turned into a full-on session. She was gentle but confident, like she cared about every sound I made. She took her time, asked what felt good, listened. I ended up cumming harder than I have in a while      and I wasn’t even sure I was into girls like that before.

 

Now, we haven’t talked about what it means… but she definitely texts me with a lot more winks lately. And I kinda hope she needs more practice.

Feeling extra needy today and I've set up some fun (and frustrating) edging rules for myself. I'll be going for at least an hour, no cumming allowed unless someone earns it.