There was nothing remotely masculine about this. My beautiful Blue Girl looked down into my eyes as she fucked me.
“Kiss me.”
She leaned down and did as I asked, having to hunch her back to adjust for the height difference. She picked up the pace and I groaned.
“Yes… that… that feels really good, babe.”
She kept up her pace. I knew I was going to come soon.
I could feel my knees start to shake, and I raised them, hooking my one foot around her butt, urging her into me. My breathing started to get ragged. I wanted to grab her hair, like I always did when she made me come, but the ropes held me fast.
I flexed my arms, hard. She loved to watch me show off my muscles, so I figured I’d give her a show and either break the thin ropes or bust the knots loose, but to my surprise they didn’t give at all. I was well and truly tied up. I could see that the effort had been fun for her to watch, so I kept at it, trying to curl my arms, my fists balled tightly, pulling hard at my bonds. The rope creaked, but didn’t give. Her nostrils flared with excitement as she kept fucking me and I soon was shuddering over the edge, groaning. My voice sounded loud in the (thankfully) empty house.
Jill stroked me through my orgasm, then slowed to a stop but kept the dildo inside me, collapsing on top of me, the sweat on our chests mingling.
“That was nice,” I said when I got control of my breathing.
“You ain’t felt nothing yet, baby.”
She pushed herself up off me and the dildo slipped out with an obscene noise. She shuffled on her knees up near my head and started fussing with the knots.
“You pulled these really tight, I don’t know if I can get them loose.”
“Just take the cuffs off.”
“No way! You’re leaving those on!”
I laughed. “Have it your way, your Highness. There’s a multi-tool in my bedside drawer, just cut the rope.”
She shifted over to the other side of me. As she did the wet dildo waved obscenely over my face and I flinched away from it.
Jill giggled and waggled her hips, making it wave back and forth.
“What’s the matter baby? Don’t you want to suck it for me a little?”
“No fucking thank you!”
Once, right after I’d put on the harness, Jill had gotten on her knees and sucked the dildo like she was giving me a blowjob. Mostly for the visual, she’d said, but it had done nothing for me. And I damn sure wasn’t going to take anything as close to the real thing as that dildo into my mouth.
Jill retrieved my Leatherman and opened the large blade, sawed through the rope on one wrist then moved to the other side and cut me free.
“Turn over,” she commanded.
I knew what she wanted, so I flipped over on my hands and knees and presented my behind to her. She grabbed it with both hands.
“I think your butt is as nice as the day I met you,” she said, giving me a squeeze and then a light slap. I wiggled it at her.
She shuffled closer to me and I could feel her fumbling, trying to get it inside me again. She briefly succeeded then it slipped back out.
“Dang it, this isn’t a good angle. Come here.”
She slid off the coverlet onto the floor, then pulled me over to the edge of the bed. Playing my part for her weekend, I let her position me however she wanted, which was with my knees right on the edge of the mattress, then she pressed her hand down on my back.
“Lower.”
I widened my knees and sank down so my stomach was nearly to the mattress, which had the effect of making my butt stick out further. Quite the vulnerable feeling. Jill was proving shockingly good at making me feel that way tonight.
“Now you’re at the perfect height!” She guided it back into me and I let out a guttural moan.
“Ohhhh fuck yes, that’s hitting my spot!”
The angle was so much better, the head was rubbing my G-spot hard as she stood behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me towards her on each thrust.
“God! Yes! Oof, fuck yes!”
I could tell I was going to come again. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had three orgasms in a night. And this one was going to be big. Jill started thrusting harder and the eroticly obscene *slap-slap-slap* of her hips hitting my butt sent me over the edge. I groaned loudly.
I waited for her to stop so I could flop over on my back, but instead she kept thrusting at me. My orgasm had barely ebbed before it started back up to the crest again.
“Oh my God, babe!”
She reached out and grabbed a fistful of my hair pulling me upright, my back against her breasts, still thrusting into me.
“Oh, fuck yes!” The angle changed again and it was even better now. “Fuck yes, babe! Yes!”
“Say it!” She huffed breathlessly into my ear. She curled her arms under my armpits to grip my shoulders and pull me into her harder.
“Say what!?” I’d say anything she wanted me to right now.
“Figure it out, Jo! Say it!”
“Ugh, fuck, you’re fucking me so good your highness! My lady! Mistress! Whatever you want!”
I could feel it building. It was going to be huge if she kept going. But she slowed down and I groaned in frustration.
“That’s not it. Say it!”
“Tell me what to say, Blue! Anything you want!” I could feel my body reaching out helplessly for the orgasm, just out of my reach.
“After all this time, you should know…” she whispered slyly in my ear. I felt a sharp sting as she leaned down and bit the skin where my shoulder met my neck. I didn’t react the way Jill would have if our roles were reversed. Jill had a weird tic, and whenever I bit her on that spot, she would come, instantly. Her teeth on my neck wasn’t going to make me come, but it still felt kinda good, and what she was doing down there felt incredible. If she picked up her pace I was going to explode.
I did, however, understand now what it was that she wanted me to say.
“E… eep,” I said, hesitantly.
“What’s that my love? I didn’t hear you.” She bit me again.
“Eep!” I couldn’t believe she was making me say it.
“There you go!” She started thrusting hard into me again and the wave rose… rose… hesitated… then rose again… I held my breath….
The wave crashed over me.
“Eep! Eep! Fucking Eep, Blue! Goddamn Eep! Eeeeeeep!”
I collapsed forward, quivering and Jill fell atop me.
“Jesus Christ, Blue,” I whimpered.
I couldn’t remember the last time I whimpered.
“That’s my Jo,” she whispered in my ear.
She rolled off me and I turned over to stare at the ceiling, my chest heaving. She rolled back, curled up on my shoulder and gently kissed my cheek.
“You okay?”
“Okay? No, I’m not okay.”
She propped herself up on her elbow with a worried look on her face. I quickly reassured her.
“I’m fucking great! I don’t think I’ve had an orgasm like that in my life!”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ve wanted to do that to you for a long time, just to see if you would like it as much as I do.”
“I don’t know if I like it as much as you do, but I liked it. I liked that last part a lot.”
“So, do you think you might enjoy this again sometime?”
“I can tell you one thing, I already know one of my questions for our next bet.”
“What’s that?”
“What’s Superman’s secret identity?”
The end
Thank you for reading my entry into the Literotica 2024 Summer Lovin’ Contest. I had so much fun writing this and I hope you enjoyed it. I look forward to your comments and appreciate your votes.