Bondage orgasm – Nina – Marcus – Pussy tease – Hitachi – Orgasm – Tied in a sexy pose – Vibrator
Title: Nina’s Bondage Orgasm with Marcus and the Hitachi Wand
The dimly lit room was filled with the familiar ping of bondage ropes as Marcus meticulously cinched them around Nina’s curvy frame. Her porcelain skin prickled with goosebumps as the kinky sensations washed over her. Nina squirmed on the plush rug, her breath quickening as the restraining fibers tightened, gradually immobilizing her lush figure. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and her pouty pink lips curled into a coy smile.
Marcus stood back to admire his handiwork, surveying the ravishing woman bound before him. Nina’s shapely legs had been positioned wide, bent at the knees, the soles of her ankles flush together. The jute ropes encircled her taut thighs and soft belly, crisscrossing in intricate patterns. Her wrists were bound in front of her, cinched tightly yet comfortably. The ropes accentuated her delicate curves, the knots sitting high on her hips like the magical hands of a prestidigitator, framing her mound and making it the center of attention.
Nina’s full breasts heaved as she panted excitedly, the cool air of the room grazing her sensitive peaks. Marcus could barely resist ravaging her, but he wanted to tease her first. He knelt down between her parted thighs, his hands roaming over her silky skin. Nina’s emerald eyes flitted open, gazing down at her captor with expectant desire. Marcus’s touch was electric as he caressed her inner thighs, his fingers grazing her slick, hairless folds. A moan escaped her lips, and her hips bucked involuntarily. Marcus chuckled, watching her expression morph with growing need.
“Patience, my pet,” Marcus purred. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
He produced the Hitachi wand from the side table, it’s thick head humming to life as he pressed the power button. Nina’s eyes widened at the sight of her favorite toy, anticipation building in her stomach. Marcus smirked, knowing full well how the vibrator could electrify her body and make her fall apart at the seams. With his free hand, he spread her glistening labia with his fingers, exposing her engorged clit. The wand hovered over her pink, weeping center, the vibrations from its powerful head already teasing her most intimate parts.
Nina’s legs quivered in her restraints, a breathy whimper escaping her throat. “Please,” she begged, her voice strained with need. “I want you so badly.”
Marcus brought the vibrator to rest against her throbbing pearl, the contact immediate and intense. A sharp gasp left her lips, and her fingers flexed against the ropes as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Marcus moved the wand incrementally, circling the sensitive package of nerves with measured strokes. Nina writhed against the bindings, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Marcus took his time as he pleasured her, working up her arousal to a fever pitch.
“How does it feel, baby?” he cooed.
“S-so good,” Nina panted. “I need you inside me. I’m so fucking wet.”
Below the wand’s concentrated vibrations, juices streamed from Nina’s core, dripping down the swell of her ass. The glistening arousal made her porcelain sex glow, and Marcus drank in the beautiful sight of her. Unable to resist any longer, he slinked down between her thighs, settling on his stomach. He parted her slick folds with his fingers, her pink inner flesh ripe with desire. He dove in, his tongue lapping at her slippery entrance. Nina cried out, her bound body shuddering with rapture. Marcus spoiled her, licking and sucking at her dripping slit, his tongue curling to swirl around that most sensitive bundle.
Nina was a writhing, mewling mess, lost to the euphoria. Her climax was fast approaching, and she reveled in the impending release. Marcus could sense her nearing the edge. He redundant his assault, fucking his tongue in and out of her spasming hole and flicking the tip over her straining clit. Nina arched against her bindings, tensing and shuddering as the feeling crested inside her. Her pussy clenched with ferocious intensity, an exultant scream tearing from her throat as she was rocked by a mind-breaking orgasm.
Marcus relented for a moment as she rode out the peak, the wand now resting gently against her twitching mound. He admired her thoroughly debauched appearance-the way her chest heaved, her eyes screwed shut with rapture, and her seeping arousal matting against the jute bonds. Still stuffed full of Marcus’s tongue, Nina came undone once more, a secondary climax just as powerful crashing over her. She sobbed in bliss, tears streaking her ecstasy-flushed face.
Marcus continued pleasuring her, working each pulsing muscle, draw outback incredible ripples as long as he could. Nina hummed with aftershocks, her body quivering like a string. Finally, Marcus pulled away, giving her excoriated flesh a few tender licks. He commended himself on a job well done, dizzy with satisfaction. After releasing Nina from her restraints, he gathered her spent, quivering form into his arms.
As she snuggled against his chest, Nina looked up and smiled serenely. “That was incredible, sir. You’re so good to me.”
Marcus planted a kiss on her forehead, admiring the perky tits heaving with labored breath. “The pleasure is all mine, my sweet. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
With a content sigh, Nina draped her arms around Marcus’s neck, ready to be carried off to a much-needed shower. The two lovers spent the rest of the evening enjoying each other’s company, basking in the afterglow. Nina knew that next time, Marcus would surely fuck her silly-but there was something to be said about the beauty of a world-class tease. With her safe word in her pocket, she looked forward to their next play session.
