92. Filled Stockings, Part Three

By MASTER WADE

I stared openly at Kerri's beautiful stocking clad legs and at
the black garter-belt that framed her sparsely haired pubic area.
She was standing with her feet slightly apart, and the flickering
fire backlit the opening between her legs, the soft light dancing
through the fine soft blonde hair. I rubbed myself through the
jeans.

"You're very beautiful Kerri. More lovely naked than I had
imagined you would be. Turn around slowly."

Without speaking the beautiful blonde turned easily around,
giving me ample time to take in the curve of her behind and the
sweep of her upper thighs.

"I want you so much", she said quietly when she was facing me
again. Her eyes were filled with emotion now, her fists clenched
tightly.

"Yes, I know. And I want you too. Touch your clitoris for me."

Kerri moved her right hand to her crotch obediently and began
rubbing her clitoris in small circles with two fingers of her
hand. Her eyes closed once more and she moaned softly.

"I'm going to blindfold you, Kerri. Is that alright with you?"

I could see her shiver slightly, uncertainty and fear biting at
her. Her fingers moved faster.

"If thats what you want", she said, swallowing hard.

"It is. Stop touching your clitoris now, Kerri."

I stood up and moved to the oak desk, opening the top righthand
drawer and taking out a length of black silk. Returning to Kerri
and standing behind her, I folded the black silk twice and placed
it over her eyes, tying it securely behind her head. I lightly
ran one finger along the seperation between her cheeks before
moving around in front of her again, smiling at the jerk of her
hips and the soft moan my touching her there caused.

"I'm going to lay you gently on the rug, Kerri, and then I am
going to tie your hands and legs to rings which are installed in
the floor."

Kerri's right hand moved to her mouth, covering it with her
fingertips as she recoiled at the notion of being bound naked
before me. Before she could protest I reached between her legs
with my right hand, sliding one finger along her wet lips,
opening them, spreading them, feeling her juices coating my
finger. I slid the finger slowly up the length of her slit until
I reached her clitoris, lifting it and supporting it while
placing my thumb on its top. I held her firmly in this fashion,
watching her breathing grow even more ragged. Her hand fell back
to her side once more, her resignation to and acceptance of my
plans for her becoming complete.

Placing my free hand on the small of her back I guided Kerri to
the foot of the rug. Then releasing her clitoris, I gently laid
her on her back on the soft fur of the rug, placing a pillow
under her head. Instructing her to raise her hips I placed yet
another pillow under them, raising her bottom openings to an
acceptable level.

I turned back the hind feet of the once fierce Grizzly, exposing
the two rings which lay flat in their mortises in the wooden
floor. To the rings were attached lengths of nylon cord which I
pulled from their positions under the rug and tied comfortably
yet securely to the nylon covered ankles of my naked friend.
Exposing the rings under the front feet of the Grizzly, I pulled
the cords free and tied them to Kerri's wrists. Her hands were
opening and closing, her hips moving in small circles as her
excitement and anticipation increased rapidly.

"Promise you won't hurt me... please don't hurt me. You can do
anything you want, but just don't hurt me", she pleaded, as I
completed tying the last of the ropes.

I sat beside her fully clothed and lightly stroked her cheek as I
spoke calmly to her.

"Listen to me carefully, Kerri. If you say your name to me at any
time, I will immediately untie you and remove the blindfold. Do
you understand? Kerri is our "safe" word, and the moment you say
it, I will cease whatever I'm doing, I promise. Don't forget
that. If you say "stop", or if you say "no", or if you say
"don't", I'll not pay any attention at all, but the very moment
you speak your own name to me, the instant you say "Kerri", I
will stop and untie you. Do you understand?"

Kerri swallowed hard, her head moving from side to side slowly as
she listened to my words. "Yes, I understand. If I want to be
freed I say my name to you, I say Kerri. I do trust you, really I
do... its just that I've never let anyone do this to me before."

Bending down I kissed Kerri softly on the mouth, nibbling at her
lips, sucking at her tongue, holding her face lightly with my
hand.

"I know, precious. But I can see how much it excites you even
though it is a bit frightening for you, and you can be sure I
want us to be able to do this many, many more times. So, you see,
its just as important to me to make sure you enjoy this as it is
for me to enjoy it. I'm going to strip now, and before you ever
see my naked body you will feel it pressed against yours. A man
whom you have never even seen without a shirt on is going to take
you sexually with you bound and blindfolded in the floor. That is
what you want, isn't it, Kerri?"

"Yes! Oh, please yes! I want it so much!"

Standing, I slid out of my clothes quietly, enjoying fully the
beautiful sight before me of the delightful woman who was giving
herself to me in such an exciting and total way.

Kneeling between her outstretched legs, I moved my face to the
pretty blonde's crotch and holding my mouth less than an inch
away from her opening blew lightly against her wetness. As the
cool air of my breath caressed her warm and moist sex, the bound
girl moaned and thrust her hips toward me as much as her
constraints would allow her to.

Extending my tongue from my mouth and positioning it at the
bottom of her slit, I reached forward and licked the full length
of her, slowing as I reached her clitoris and lingering there for
a second or two before leaving her body once more. Careful not to
touch her body with mine, I crawled quietly and quickly upward
until my head was even with her breasts and quickly licked at the
hard nipple of her right breast with my tongue. Almost as soon as
I had touched her nipple I left it once more, moving back down to
her hips again and licking lightly along the inside of her thigh
near its juncture with her lower body. Back upward I slithered
once more, farther this time and more quickly, until I could kiss
her lips. Just a peck and back to her left breast, then back to
her mouth again, kissing her harder and yet quickly. Now back to
her throbbing clitoris once more, for a more insistent and hungry
kiss, taking it between my lips and sucking on it, only to leave
it again, my lips moving to the point where her garter attached
itself to her stocking for another kiss.

Kerri responded beautifully to my darting and teasing kisses, and
her growing excitement was exciting me as well. As I continued
traveling over her beautiful body, teasing her with my tongue, it
became impossible for me to keep my dangling hardness from
grazing her skin lightly. The soft head slid along her pubic
hair, across the rough lace of the garter-belt, along her naked
stomach, and I could feel a stream of pre-orgasmic fluid being
deposited along its path.

She had seen the bulging fullness of my sex pushing the denim
outward earlier, and now before she had ever seen it with her
eyes or held it in her hand she was feeling its smooth warmth
sliding along her naked body. She was alive with passion, her
body jerking and trembling, her mouth opening and closing, her
tongue licking at her lips. She was close now, so very close.

I pressed my mouth full against the wet opening between her legs,
pressing my tongue forward between her lips. I felt her juices
covering my lips, coating my tongue. Removing it and sliding up
over her yet one more time, I pressed my wet mouth against hers,
sharing the aroma and taste of her heated passion with her. She
sucked at the juices hungrily as she kissed me, her hips
straining to position herself to allow the entrance of my
throbbing intruder. Her hips jerked upward, her emptiness an
overwhelming concern for her now. She moaned hotly into my mouth
as she sucked at my tongue, straining at the bonds which held
her. I knew that if I stopped kissing her now she would beg hotly
to be entered, to be taken, to be filled with the object of her
desire. She had never known passion like this in all her years,
had never felt such a delicious mixture of slavery and
liberation. Nothing mattered more to her now than having this man
inside her. He had stripped her of more than just her clothing.
He had stripped her of the real constraints by which she had been
bound prior to this moment. All she could smell was sex. All she
could taste was sex. All she could think about was between her
legs at this very moment, teasing her, grazing against her
wetness.

Keeping my lips pressed against her hungry mouth, and continuing
to support myself with my arms, I moved my hips, guiding my
pulsating sex toward her trembling slit. As the smooth head
pressed itself firmly against her, she grunted deeply, thrusting
toward me, trying to impale herself on me. Pressing forward
harder with my hips I felt the head entering her, spreading her
wet lips, sliding eagerly into her musky cave.

My mind screamed at me, "Now!! Now!!", and all the patience and
concern for her pleasure that had existed prior to this moment
vanished. I slammed my self downward, shoving my full length into
her, my pubic bone crushing itself against hers. I thrust my body
forward and upward, as if trying to lift her from her bonds, and
then moved my humping hips backward, only to ram into her once
more with renewed fervor. Over and over I pumped her, my lips
still glued to hers, my mind racing with the passion of the
moment. Her stockinged legs were rubbing against mine, the metal
clasps of her garters grinding into my thighs, our pubic hairs
mingling, her rigid nipples pressing into my chest, her tongue
still digging into my mouth, but the details of the moment
escaped me, merging instead into one blinding moment of lust
where nothing mattered except the explosion which was building
inside me.

It hit with an intensity which was overwhelming, and I pulled my
mouth from hers, my head raising, neck bending backward, my body
going rigid. I was only dimly aware of the gutural scream that
was building below me as Kerri's orgasm overtook her. I felt as
if someone had stepped into the small of my back, shoving me
downward, driving me more deeply into the writhing submissive
beneath me than was humanly possible. The torrid jerking of the
orgasming blonde beneath me was perfect in its application, her
every movement igniting further the explosion in my body.

The first violent release of ejaculate was almost painful in its
intensity, and the others that followed seemed to be non-ending.
It was as if I could document the travel of each stream of sperm
as it traveled through my jerking penis, as if it touched and
caressed every possible nerve ending there before spraying into
the spasming sheath that hugged it so tightly, only to be
followed by another and another and yet another.

Finally my awareness of something other than the powerful orgasm
occuring within me returned, and I could feel Kerri's muscles
gripping me, milking me, continuing to caress and stroke me as
her own orgasm continued. Looking down at her, I thrilled at the
total look of lust contorting her face as her hips continued
rising and falling beneath me. Slowly she began coming back down,
her movements growing less regular, the muscles in her body
beginning to relax themselves.

Without speaking I covered her mouth again in a kiss, laying atop
of her heavily, covering her now resting body with my own. I
slowly became aware of her total relaxation under me and realized
that she was sleeping. Moving easily from her, I lifted the sides
of the rug, covering her body with them gently, enveloping her in
the warm fur.

Brushing her hair back away from her face and kissing away the
drops of prespiration on her forehead, I smiled down at my
sleeping friend.
