by Tilly Greene
For a moment she focused on how his cock nestled against her backside. Solid, thick, and growing harder. She wanted to feel him inside her again. Plunging or still, she flat out wanted him again and again.
“If you want to do this, test the waters, we can go out to my teepee and play as much as you want.”
“You have a personal teepee?” She was excited by how his voice rumbled along her back. The man was more interesting by the second.
“I built it for my enjoyment, nothing else. Then I started to fill it with toys and furniture and things. It’s my personal bondage oasis. No one has ever been inside or knows its kinky side. Most think the only thing happening behind the white covering is meditation or something similarly zen-like.”
“No one? I’d be the first?” Nothing could tell him more succinctly how she was meant to have her first experience in a place that no one else had ever visited, much less submitted to his pleasures. She deserved a fresh platform to introduce her to a bondage lifestyle and was pleased he was able to offer her one.
“Yes, the absolute first,” he told her as he pinched and twisted her bundle of nerves. It surprised her to discover exactly how close to the edge of coming she actually was. “You’d have to enter the structure naked and ready to submit to me. I don’t want to do anything you don’t want. How do you feel about being tied in a way you can’t move your arms?”
“Very interested,” she told him and placed a hand over his where it rested between her legs. Her hand wasn’t there to help him do anything, he needed no guidance. What she needed to do was calm things down otherwise she’d shatter.
“What about securing you to a piece of furniture?”
“Yes,” she murmured and closed her eyes to fall even further into his verbal seduction.
“The toys may be things you’ve never seen before, but I promise they’re for pleasing you and therefore me. Are you okay if I show you the toys first, explain how they work? How they should please us both?” His voice had dropped even lower and he added a second finger to the first to thrust in and out of her slit.
“Oh, yes,” she groaned and knew it was both her excitement about what he offered and how he pleasured her body.
“Then,” he told her and twirled her clit, then pushed the two fingers inside her and moved them into a hook.
“Let’s,” Jon said as he pressed the fingers against her walls in search of her g-spot. She knew what he was looking for because she’d sought it out and never found it.
The moment he found the spot, he pressed firmly, and her hips tensed up. She held onto his wrist with both hands as she broke. He gave her a pulsing, groaning, eye-rolling release before he whispered in her ear as she started to come back to earth.
“Go.” Laughing, he sucked his fingers clean before he held her close.
“We are going to have such a good time in my teepee,” he told her and she smiled.
“I have a lot of orgasms waiting to be released after my years of celibacy. Hope you’re up for the challenge.”
Jon was all man and she needed to spend more time with him, be more for him. She wanted to be his woman. Maybe it would happen, but for now, she wanted to be with him in all ways.
“Challenge accepted, flower.” He helped her stand before he got up himself. She was a little unsteady, but she’d be fine, more than fine. She’d be in Jon Black’s hands and only good would come from being there.
CHAPTER SIX
Having Molly at his side, wearing nothing as they made their way to his teepee for sensual pursuits, made Jon a happy man. Never in his wildest dreams did he think this moment was possible when they’d first met. He’d been struck silent by her, content to simply watch the beautiful blonde flower, but no more. His voice was back and he couldn’t be happier.
It wasn’t good enough to simply speak to her, he needed to touch her as well—touch as much as he wanted and how he wanted. This day would last forever in his mind as the best one he’d had to date, and he hoped there were many more to come.
Leading her by the hand along the path, he couldn’t hold back his smile as they entered the maze-like entrance to the garden. The stone wall bent around, as he’d designed it to be a unique entrance. It also served as an added layer of protection. He’d had nothing else to think about because there’d been nothing special to focus on. Everything was different with Molly in his life and at his side.
A partner was what he’d wanted, and it didn’t help that those around him kept finding their mates. First Court discovered Sunny at their club, then Matt found Sakura in Japan and she’d followed him to Montana where Ted had joined them. He wanted someone to feel strongly about him, and he believed the woman for him was Molly. Sitting back and simply being with her had moved on to something bigger and stronger.
Earlier, when he told her he had feelings for her, he hadn’t been completely honest. He knew it was love, but he was getting used to the idea before he shared it with her.
“You have a shower out here?”
“Yah, I wanted to have a place that was open and without any roofs or doors, to be whatever I wanted it to be,” he offered as he led her through the tall grass towards his teepee.
“It feels like a different world behind the wall.”
“There’s over an acre back here, and it’s exactly what I want,” he said as they stopped before his canvas-covered structure. It had taken him no time to build once he had all the pieces. Despite the time and work he’d put into it, the structure hadn’t seemed real until he wrapped the white canvas around it.
“It’s stunning out here. I look forward to seeing it in daylight,” she told him while gripping his hand.
“Don’t be afraid. I would never hurt you.” He was firm and sure about what he said.
“I know, I think I’m more afraid of the unknown.” While he watched, she closed her eyes and, from what he could see, took a few deep breaths. There was no way he could hold back the small smile twittering his lips. He loved her and was incredibly pleased to have her in his life.
“Ready,” she whispered and her blue eyes seemed to glow. Yes, it appeared she was ready for whatever was about to happen.
Shifting the opening flap to the side, he stepped in and went around lighting candles which were protected by glass shields. In the old days they’d build a fire in the center for heat and light cooking. He wasn’t going to, but considered adding a wood burning stove for wintertime.
He’d think about it later, and he turned around to see Molly standing in the teepee’s entrance. The woman took his breath away. Jon watched as she walked around the room, touching a kneeling bench before stopping before the frame.
“With this one you’d lie down inside the wood frame with your hands and feet secured. From there, I’d run a feather across your body or drip wax on a nipple. What was that?” He asked the question when she’d muttered something.
Leaning down, he asked again what she was saying and realized she quietly groaned “Please” over and over again. Looking at her breasts, he noticed they were pebble hard and knew she was excited, not afraid. Good, the lead up to playing was looking good. He might as well get started in earnest. Delaying the bulk of their scene would heighten her excitement, but she didn’t need to tip over to the fearful side.
“We’ll do that another time. Tonight, I’m going to secure your hands,” he told her as he opened a drawer. Pulling out a couple of long leather straps, he showed them to her and finished what he was saying. “I’ll use these to secure your hands above your head using those hooks.” He pointed to the thick center pole with two metal hooks about halfway up.
She said nothing as she watched him tie a loop in the middle of each strap and place it over the hook. Under her focused attention, he tugged hard on each strip of leather to show her they’d not let her go.
There were no words for what he was feeling at the moment. As patiently as he could, he waited for her to accept him and his kink. Jon didn’t know he’d been holding his b
reath until she stepped up to him. Kissing her hard on the lips, he made fast work of wrapping the straps around each arm. With her back to the pole, her arms were pulled above her head securely, but she could unwind them whenever she wanted.
“Feel all right?” Looking intently at her hands, he waited for her to show they could move. He hadn’t pulled anything tightly, but he wanted to make sure.
“Fine, I’m excited and curious about what’s going to happen next.” She tried to smile, but it faltered and instead her breathing sped up. He could tell because there was no looking away from her chest with the bright red painted nipples. They were where he planned to play tonight. Nothing too scary for her, only pleasure was the desired outcome.
“I have something to tease your nipples and stretch them out, pull them way out for me to enjoy, and you do come. You ready to get kinky, flower?”
“Oh, yes,” she murmured while squeezing her legs close together. Next time he’d need to secure her feet with a spreader bar, but he had to remember to go slow. There was no way he wanted to scare her into running.
Taking a minute, he went back to the chest and removed the items he needed. Setting them on a table, he carried it back with him, making sure she couldn’t see what was there. The nipple twisters weren’t the most beautiful toys, but they certainly looked better than the other options and they worked.
Coming around in front of her, he stood close enough that his hard-on poked her belly. Jon used his thumb to softly rub her plump bottom lip as he looked for passion to light her eyes. There was some, but he wanted to see fire. Dipping his finger between her parted lips, he licked his lips as she sucked him as if it were his cock.
There was a vein of naughty need pumping through his woman. He would never get enough of seeing it float to the surface.
“Soon I’ll fuck you, but first…” he told her as his other hand slipped down to tease an already excited nipple. They were constantly hard and pointing, but he wanted them bigger and ready for attention. “I’m going to indulge my need for your delightful nipples.”
The few words were the only warning he offered before moving his mouth to surround the tip his finger didn’t work over. With his teeth, tongue, and mouth, he worked the tender nipples until they stood out. Surrounding one with his mouth, he sucked hard, as if he could take the areole and all to the back of his throat.
Humming with delight, he pressed the nipple to the roof of his mouth with his tongue. Gentle seduction, softness mixed with dirty passion, wasn’t how he normally possessed a woman, but this one was different.
Swapping to the other nipple, his finger pinched and pulled the one his mouth had played with seconds before. While he enjoyed himself, Jon thought about how the next step she would find pleasure in as well.
Biting and tugging one tight tip, he reached around the pole to the table top and got some lubricant. Squeezing a dollop onto his finger, he spread it over her nipple and a little beyond. After he covered the other one with the lube, he dipped a finger down between her legs.
Gasping, Molly’s eyes opened and looked right at him. It was the first time they’d connected since he’d secured her arms to the pole, and this time he found the fire he’d been hoping to see. He dipped his digit into her pussy and left it buried while cupping her mound.
“Spread your legs for me, lover. Let me watch your need for me grow.” There was no delaying or questioning, simply a small nod and her legs shifted apart. They weren’t as wide as he would’ve liked, but it was definitely enough for the moment.
Jon stepped close to her, reached around her, and picked up one of the acrylic tubes with a sealed plastic screw. Lifting the device, he put the opening over her areole and started to twist the screw. He waited for her eyes to register what he was doing, and only then did he explain what was going to happen next.
“I’m going to place these over your nipples and use the screws to take away air, pulling the tips out even further and holding them there. I believe you’ll enjoy having your nipples being pulled and held captive in a vacuum sealed environment. It’s all right to come.” Lightly he laughed while remembering her earlier challenge. “You have many more waiting for a release. I’d never think of denying you an orgasm.”
Molly gasped at the first full twisting motion he made. At the second turn her eyelids fluttered before they drooped a bit. With the fifth full rotation she was breathing deeply and by the ninth she was coming. He put his finger inside her heat and was thrilled to be a part of her release. To feel it while not completely lost to the eroticism of the moment gave him a chance to take in other bits.
He found how her mouth opened to a delicate o shape—intoxicating. Maybe next time he’d have her on her knees and sucking his cock while he helped plump her nipples. The other thing he noticed was how her eyes had remained opened, although they were only slits. Maybe she didn’t want to lose their connection, no matter how briefly.
While he hadn’t planned it, seeing how she reacted had him pulling his finger from her pussy. After sucking it clean, he kissed her and went to work putting the second tub on and twisting it nine full times. He wanted her nipples to be even and it meant ensuring he turned the device the same amount.
Taking in the beauty of her chest and looking through the clear tubes at her flesh being pulled, he grinned big.
“Your nipples are stretched and look sensitive,” he told her with a big dose of joy. Seeing them turned him into the kid in a candy shop. He was surrounded by nothing except goodies and treats.
Quickly he decided he wanted more and stepped back to the storage chest. After a few seconds, he found what he wanted—a similar tube to those on her nipples, but thinner.
Carrying it back to where she fought to catch a steady breath, he kneeled down and licked her somewhat erect nub. Using his fingers, he fully uncovered the bundle and sucked even harder. He batted at her clit with his tongue, tugged on it with his teeth, then picked up the tube twister. Placing it over the excited flesh, he made a few rotations and watched as her nub was pulled in by the suction effect.
Her groan was delightful to hear and, once he took his hand away from holding her opened, he dipped two fingers inside her pussy. Molly was quivering and dripping, but he wanted to see firsthand what happened when he twisted the screw. He twisted the top on the clit tube a few more times and she broke apart.
The orgasms she was experiencing weren’t like the monumental one she’d had while they’d made love in his bed. These were beautiful bursts of erotic energy.
With one and a half more twists, putting her closer to the edge again, Jon stood up and turned each plastic screw, pulling her nipples further into the tubes. With five rotations, he looked at her closely and told her what he believed was happening to her.
“You’re close to breaking again, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she moaned but kept her eyes, small slits as they were, on him.
“Do you want to come?”
“No, not yet. I like it here, hanging by a thread and surrounded by erotic naughtiness,” Molly whispered with the aura of pleasure surrounding every word. To reward her honesty, he reached down and gave the tube on her clit a couple more twists. Her entire body quivered with need and he got off on every shake. The need to take his own calming breath had him pulling back and going to the table behind her.
Tugging on his rock hard cock, he squeezed it and mentally talked himself down from coming. Usually he would last much longer before the need to come overtook him, but she was unlike any woman he’d been with before. She took him to new places, radiating with desire, and he never wanted to leave.
It took a few minutes to calm down and think of where he wanted to go next with their passion. With a plan in mind, he exhaled and came back around.
“Ready?” he asked and already knew her answer.
“For anything you give me,” she told him with a small smile.
With a nod, he kneeled in front of her and rolled the thick rubber ring off the tub
e end until it firmly surrounded her clit.
Releasing her bundle from the tube, he leaned back and enjoyed the sight. Turned on by the bundle standing strong like a tiny erect cock with a ring, he ran his thumb over the protrusion. Her sharp, inhaled gasp had him looking up at her face and he found her staring down at him.
Leaning over, he sucked her clit into his mouth and closed his teeth over it. Tugging gently, her hips bumped against his face. Figuring she was close to breaking, he stood up.
“Almost there, flower. Soon we’ll fuck, but first…” he stopped talking as he gave a few more twists to the tubes covering her nipples until she stared at him with widened eyes and mouth. “I won’t deny your need to come, but if you hang on I promise you’ll be rewarded with a glorious climax.”
It was a big promise, but she was responsive and her body and mind were almost there. Jon had a strong feeling she was going to explode if she waited until he came inside her pussy.
With her nod, he carefully released the screws and removed the tubes from her breasts.
“Beautiful! Your nipples are stunning, Molly. Simply stunning,” he told her as his fingers twirled the erect tips. They were big to start with, but the vacuuming made the fleshy points puff up and stand out more than half an inch.
Her groan brought his head up and he saw need mark her face.
“Please, please fuck me, Jon. I need you and your large prick inside me. Thrusting. Thrusting hard, hard and fast until I come. Please, stud. Please make me scream.” She talked as fast as she could while panting.
“Stud?” A nickname he hadn’t expected, but if she saw him as a stud, fine. He’d play one and pleasure her again and again.
“Yes, yes, stud. You’re a magnificent stud here to help me come.”
“With pleasure,” he told her and reached for the condom he’d put on the table. Standing back, he rolled on the rubber while looking at every inch of her body. “Can you see your nipples and how far they stand out? It is a sexy look on you. Maybe next time you can go without a bra we’ll plump them up, leaving them to push against whatever top you’re wearing. It’s a look I’d like to see on you.”
