| It is around 5:00am on Saturday
morning. I have been unable to sleep. For the last two hours the
best I could do was maybe five or ten minutes. The normal things
have not worked. I have tried eating a very light snack thinking it
was perhaps hunger; then I took a few Tums on the chance it was
heartburn; I went back to bed and thought of winning the state
lottery and what fun I would have with all that income for the next
26 years; then on to thinking of favorite sexual encounters I have
enjoyed in my past. Realizing that I had the beginnings of a hard-on
I get up. Casually I stroke my member as I make my way to the computer, planning on logging into Land Of Venus and finishing myself off while looking at V’s picture galleries. I look for any new diary entries and find none, the same at the message board. Suddenly I realize that I had seen V’s face on what I had thought was the replay cam. She is actually on the voyeur cam. Figuring quickly I come up with about 2:00am local for her. Impatiently, I wait for the chat program to load and start up, hoping that she will not leave before I have a chance to chat a bit. She stays online long enough for us to have a ‘private’ chat as no one else was online at the time. I mention that I have a problem sleeping and have logged on to use her pictures while I jerk off. Her reply is in essence ‘ why jerk off when you can have the real thing? ‘. Well, I am slightly flustered over this as I have always figured V to have a solid marriage and all. She quickly explains that they have been talking about experimenting outside their union. The final decision was for one time each and I have come along at the right time. The only stipulations are simple; no play that would leave permanent marks or draw blood, the use of condoms during coitus was mandatory, no mouth to mouth kissing and no anal penetration. Venus mentions there is to be a body building competition in Rochester, NY the next week and she knows I live fairly close by car. Will it be possible for me to meet her in the early morning for a couple of hours the next Tuesday or Wednesday? Of course it is possible, I can’t think of anything that will keep me from being there. We decide upon Tuesday between us with the thought of Wednesday being an extra opportunity if Tuesday is a success. The next two days are a very short six-week <grin> period of waiting. I have to catch myself every time I have the chance for sex with my wife or the thought of a quick wank comes to mind. I want to give Venus as large a load of cum as I possibly can. The white lies I have to tell come to me rather easily, which does bother me. I come up with a story of wanting to attend a two-day seminar at the Kodak Museum in Rochester. Finally Tuesday morning arrives. I awake very early without benefit of the alarm clock; shower, shave and dress in record time. Grabbing my travel case, I go to my car. The trip to Rochester goes by very quickly as I follow my GPS unit right to the hotel where my fantasy awaits. My knees tremble slightly as I get out of the car and I pass it off as numbness from the drive. But I know deep inside that I am having second thoughts, doubts, panic attacks and probably some white heads, left over from my youth, are even now popping out on my face. With as much casualness as possible, I approach the desk clerk and give him my name and request for him to call Venus’ room to announce my arrival. This had been decided upon as an easy way to get by the additional security surrounding the contestants. No doubts there are a few weirdos in the area just waiting for an opportunity such as I was to soon have. The aloofness of the desk clerk changes to a look of jealousy after checking his list of acceptable contacts and a quick call to V’s room. He gives me clear, concise directions to her room. I can tell he has a question or two that he doesn’t dare ask. Venus’ room is four doors down the hall from the elevator on the left. I raise my hand to knock and hesitate. The door is slightly ajar, not thinking any more of it, I push lightly and it swings inward. The light in the sitting room is on and I look around to get my bearings. A low booming sound is filling the room and it takes almost a full minute to realize that it is my own heartbeat. I spot a piece of paper on the desk. It is a message from Venus. In short it explains that she has given much thought to the fears I had mentioned to her while chatting that Saturday morning. The main one being her real ability to pick me up and throw me across the room at will. It was a true sticking point with me as I had never had a relationship where I was not the dominant. Her plan is simple, she has tied short lengths of rope she had found in a storage room off the arena last night, to her wrists and ankles. I am to walk into the adjoining bedroom where she will be feigning sleep and tie the loose ends securely to the bed frame. Her final words in the note stick in my mind as I look at the closed connecting door - “Be gentle with me.”. A request or a command? Well, I’ll decide when the time comes. I turn the knob as silently as possible. Halfway through the door, the silent method is discarded when the thought comes to mind ‘What if she is dozing and I startle her and she acts to defend herself against an unwanted intruder?’. I push the door shut with a solid thump and turn the lock home with as much noise as possible. The window drapery is open a bit, allowing the light from the parking lot ten stories below to illuminate the room. I see her form laying in the very center of the bed. The enormity of what is transpiring begins to work on me. Breathing deeply to stop the trembling currently working its way from my feet upward to my arms, I contemplate which to do first - feet or hands. I decide to do the hands first as they have both strength and nails in case she should suddenly have a change of heart. Touching just the ropes, I begin my immediate task. As I bend down to attach the first rope I hear her breathing, this reminds me this is real, not a dream. The actual tying off of the ropes is made easy by the open steel mattress support and takes only a couple of minutes. Such is the apprehension in my mind that it is not until now that I notice that Venus is laying there on her back, unclothed. My eyes take a tour from her head to her toes, taking in her nakedness. I admire her delicious face, still in pretended sleep. Her profile against the low reflected light reminds me of her beauty. Those tremendous breasts, rise and fall with every breath she takes. Their firmness is evident even to a man in serious needs of a drink - a large one. The second most desired part of her body for me, her nipples, are standing erect (in anticipation or from the air conditioning?). Will I actually get a chance to flick my tongue across them and suck them tenderly into my mouth and then tightly squeeze them with my lips as I pull back from them? The hard, flat stomach beckons to be felt in order for me to believe it actually is as firm as it appears. That inviting navel, should I lick it now or save it for the second time or third . . . Her pussy, I cannot put the sight into a few simple words. That narrow strip of dark hair seems to point my way downward. Her legs parted quite widely due to the ropes allow me to catch a very slight reflection high up between her legs. Could it be she is already turned on by her situation and her clit is already sitting up proudly begging for attention? The low light does not allow me to see any further detail there. Thighs to kill for, or be killed by. I remember her finger painting my name on the inside of her left thigh during one of her online shows. My hand reaches out and my fingers gently run over that very spot. The extreme firmness of the area, along with the warmth of her skin brings a twitch to my cock. The firm calves and solid ankles are beyond description. Her proportions are perfect and her body mass is both beautiful and intimidating. Her feet! Ah yes, her feet! Suddenly I have an urge and act upon it. One by one I suck and lick each of her toes. First with the right foot starting with the small toe and ending with the little toe on the left and then again in the reverse order. At the first touch of my tongue and lips, she pulls back very slightly. I suck and lick each one in imitation of her when she gives a blow job. Soon she relaxes and actually pushes against me, trying to force herself deeper in my mouth. An occasional soft whimper and caught breath alert me that my efforts are not being wasted. My clothes drop to the floor in record time. The chill of the air conditioning on my body slows me down and allows me to regain some control. I get on the bed and straddle her waist, then moving forward, I gather those unbelievably firm breasts around my cock. Slowly I give myself a very satisfying tit-fuck, during which V ceases to pretend to be asleep. I look at her face and those eyes, something in my look must amuse her and she gives me a radiant smile. I feel her nipples grow harder on my palms as I increase the speed of my short thrusts. I change my position again. My prick is now pointing straight at her mouth, less than an inch from those fantastic lips. Venus knows what I want and opens her mouth and slightly sticks out her tongue in welcome. I have no time for finesse. My wants are foremost now. My cock finds it’s way into her hot, wet mouth. I can feel her tongue moving along the bottom of my shaft as I push deeper inside. The pressure from her lips is so pleasurable that I almost loose it right there. The head of my rod presses the back of her throat momentarily and then is the guided downward until my balls rest against her chin. For almost a half a minute I stay there, deep in her mouth, just enjoying the warmth and pressure. Her tongue continues moving against the bottom of my shaft and her lips tightly encircle the base of my manhood. A small shudder begins in my groin. I feel a small burst of precome escape. In the back of my mind I remember that V doesn’t swallow; perhaps now she will be forced to. No, that is not the way to start a relationship, even if it is destined to last at the most two days. I push myself even deeper not being gentle at all. I feel her upper teeth against the top of my prick as I hit my limit. I’m fucking V’s mouth! Unbelievable ! Hard, quick, and deep thrusts follow. Desperate sounds issue from Venus’ mouth. Are they fears that I will climax deep inside her throat? Is she having problems catching her breath? Is her gag reflex getting the best of her? Is she just plain enjoying it and urging me on? Actually, I just simply don’t care. At this moment in time, my entire being is focused on my cock, the huge pressure building within me, and the pleasure I will derive when I let loose with thick cum. I find myself holding one of her ears in each hand and pulling her roughly up to meet each of my downward thrusts. All the while V’s tongue is constantly in motion against me. The familiar feeling, but many times more intense than ever before, builds quicky. I pull out of her mouth, move backward and push her firm, warm breasts around me as I thrust and cum, thrust and cum, thrust and cum. Thick streams of my juice run from between her tits and start to pool at the base of her throat. At this point - after my first climax- I was, according to V’s note, to untie her and let her up. However, something clicks into place. Her fantasies, comments in her diary, and statements in the chat room cause me to pause. She has many times said she wants a man to dominate her, physically overpower her and bring her to climax. Well, there is no way I myself could control Venus without outside help or appliances. And here she is - already tied, spread-eagled and naked on hotel room bed. I reach up behind her, shake a pillow out of its case and quickly use the case as a gag. Her eyes widen as I tie a knot at the side of her head, do I see a hint of concern, perhaps even fear there? Venus, object of many thousands of men and women’s wet dreams is at my mercy. No one will be concerned as to her whereabouts for at least another three hours. There could be no greater opportunity. Rather than have her satisfy my desires, I will attempt to satisfy hers. She has no idea of my intentions. The only thing she knows for sure is that she is out of control at this very moment, probably for the first time in her life, and will be until I release her. I look deeply into her eyes and without smiling or frowning to give false impressions, I say simply. “I most definitely will NOT be gentle, but I promise I will follow our rules if you agree with my proposal. I will remove the gag from your mouth if you shake your head in the affirmative to accept this change in roles. I will also give you a ‘safe word’ to use. If you say it three time in succession, I will stop immediately, without question, and release you. Do you agree or do I leave the gag in your mouth and have you as an unwilling slave until I am satisfied and then leave you tied up here to explain to the maid how you came to be in this situation?”. Of course I would never do the latter, but a little bullshit sometimes goes a long way. <grin>. Only a short moment passes before she indicates an affirmative. Smiling, I reach down and untie the gag. I give her the safe word to use, ‘mountain’, something that won’t accidentally come up in the near future by accident. She asks for a drink of water, so I open the mini bar in the front room and take out a bottle of spring water. It has one of those little nipple like tips that make it fairly easy for V to get a drink without sitting up. Instead of putting the bottle on the night stand as she figured I would, I tip the bottle and squeeze a stream of the cold liquid on her right breast. The nipple immediately pops up, hard and desirable. My lips and tongue focus attention on the awakened nib while my hands massage her left breast, bringing the nubbin there to life. Bending over her from the side is uncomfortable, so I again straddle her waist. My balls and limp cock settle down on her stupendously hard tummy while I alternate my attentions from one breast to the other. After a bit I catch her right nipple between two teeth (this one is chosen since it is the first one she chooses to lick, suck, and pinch during a show) and bite fairly hard. A small moan is my reward, so I increase the pressure when I switch to the left nip. She jerks upward against the restraints and lets go with a yip but settles down with a soothing groan when I tongue the offended nub gently. This little game continues for a while until I’m afraid I will break the skin if I bear down any harder with my teeth, so I alternate the bites with hard finger squeezes. I reach behind me and massage her outer pussy lips together none too gently and my hand comes away covered with thick, sweet tasting pussy juice. This discovery brings some life back to my formerly limp member. I adjust my position again and place my semi-hard dick back in her mouth. In no time her ministrations have me almost back to maximum hardness. V sure does know how to treat a cock, no dull routine of in and out, rather she almost devours it - her tongue and lips have a life of their own. I pull my dick out of her mouth and move forward a bit, she wastes no time sucking my balls one at a time into her mouth. The sensation is heaven, a strange position it might seem; my balls in her mouth and my prick sitting across her nose and sometimes resting on her forehead, however it is most pleasurable for me and I hear no complaints from Venus. It is now time to shift my attention to V’s pussy, but not before opening the drapes to allow more light to enter, the sun is starting to rise and soon I will have her under my closest scrutiny. I also spend a few well-spent minutes licking around and in her navel, looking to find any sign of her former belly piercing. Finding no sign, I content myself with pressing my pointed tongue deep into her navel until she finally contracts her stomach from the intrusion. I have Venus, definitely among the top ten overall best looking women in the world, completely under my control. Her legs are spread wide from her restraints. Her juices are running from her slit and wetting the sheet. Wasting no more time in consideration of the situation, I put my face about five inches from her honey pot and using my thumbs I open her pussy wide. The sight view is so pleasurable that I spend several moments just looking and admiring. I gently open her inner lips and gaze upon her waiting hole, crowned by that famous bright red clit. Never had I expected to be in this position. Rather, I had just accepted what was actually possible and grabbed hold of my cock and jerked off as she played with herself online. Leaning forward, I lick around and around her hard clit, just the sides, harder and harder and then a light brush of tongue across that tender member and back to the sides. At the same time I run a finger between her wet lips and go in search of that opening to heaven. The finger slips inside ever so slowly. Her hips rise slightly to meet my intrusion as a stream of encouraging words issue from deep in her throat. Her hands try to move toward my head, perhaps to guide and adjust, but are held back by the ropes. The heat from within her pussy is tremendous, the grip she has upon that single digit is like my fist when I jerk off. A second finger joins the first and with the abundant lubrication also slips in to be greeted by that tightness that I soon hope to feel around my thrusting cock. My mouth and tongue soon replace my fingers. I lick up and down from her swollen clit to her wet hole. I suck one outer pussy lip into my mouth so that my upper teeth are against the tender, warm, delicious, juicy inside. My nose finds the opening to her treasure box and enters slightly while I chew harshly on that pussy lip. I rake my teeth across that silky smooth skin while savoring the taste and smell of her womanhood. Turning my head, I do the same to the other lip. Then up to her clit to lick and suck and then not so gently bite. Randomly I alternate my attentions among the three. Pelvic movements, moans, suggestions, curses, and frustration when I ignore the suggestions follow the pace of my attentions. Finally her thighs attempt to move together in climax. I can feel the strength of her attempts against my head and silently hope the ropes do not slip loose and allow her to bear down on my skull. Ignoring the fact that she has just come and is probably tender to my touch, I continue to explore her snatch. I do not consider one climax to be enough for a woman of Venus’ strength. Three fingers now find their way inside her very wet cunt and her butt keeps coming up off the bed in time to their thrusts. Burying my face right into her crotch, my tongue seeks to delve deeper inside to taste those juices flowing freely from it. A finger follows the trickle of juices and my saliva down to her puckered little butt hole. I gently circle the ridged starfish, using fluids as a lubricant, alternately pressing firmly then softly on the slippery sensitive flesh. My hands soon find their way to her breasts, squeezing and massaging in time to my tonguing. Her nipples are rock hard on my palms as I move my mouth upward to grasp her clit in my teeth. As I bite hard on her clit and alternate with licks across the tip of it, I squeeze her nipples very hard between my fingers. I continue to increase the pressure of both my teeth and fingers and imagine that the pain must by now be very extreme. I am soon rewarded by her ass bouncing wildly on the bed, her torso twisting from side to side, assorted animal-like noises and a very determined attempt to escape her bonds. To say that I almost drown in the suddenly increased flow from her kitten is not far from the truth. I attempt to lick and slurp and swallow all the thick, musky fluid, but much escapes downward. My probing tongue runs across her butt hole several times while trying to catch errant dribbles of her cream. With her wild movements, I’m soon covered in her cum from forehead to neck. I’m drenched in V’s pussy juice! The line of men who would like to trade places with me would run coast to coast and probably back again and it is me she has chosen to have her! The time has come. I will now realize my dream and fuck Venus! In an attempt to last a respectable length of time, I apply a benzocaine-based cream to the head of my blood-engorged cock. I put on a condom and very slowly fully enter her. My prick is enjoying the warmth and extreme tightness of V’s pussy. Fantastic is an overused word, so I will use instead, astounding, stupendous, wondrous, phenomenal, astonishing and fabulous to describe the sensations coming to me from my cock. One thing is wrong though, I do not want her this way, at least not the first time. Moving as little as possible, I reach up and untie first one wrist and then the other. Venus’ arms wrap around me and pull us together. The strength within her is unimaginable without experiencing it. It is several moments before I realize that her legs are gently wrapping around my waist. Her unbelievably strong thighs press against my lower ribs. I look at her eyes and the smile on her perfect face and realize that she had used some sort of fake knot when she tied herself and the shows of trying to escape her bonds had only been very convincing acts. “Be gentle with me” are my last words as I very slowly start moving myself inside her . . . |