The Sweet Taste of Honey
A BW/WM erotic tale
“I’ve never been…restrained.” she told him. “I fantasize about it a lot. Being controlled…but worshiped at the same time.”
Her lover narrowed his eyes as his gaze became more intense. Without saying a word, he got up from the bed and went into his walk-in closet. He stepped back out holding a single yellow tie — one she’d seen him wear for an important business meeting just a few weeks ago.
Still silent, he walked to the bed and leaned over her, covering her eyes with the tie and securing it in a knot at the base of her raven black hairline. He was careful not to catch any of her soft, wispy hairs in the knot as he tied it tightly.
Then she heard him leave the room.
Now blind to his bedroom and the world, she laid down, and waited. He’d never done anything like this before. She had no idea what was in store, but she knew she liked it. A lot.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she heard her lover return. He placed some objects on the bedside table, then sat down on the bed beside her.
Then, he placed his finger on her plump lower lip and dragged it down, forcing a small opening in her mouth. He then pushed his finger into her mouth, and rubbed something on her tongue.
Her mind was racing as her other senses were heightened by her blindfolded state. It was sweet — very sweet. It was…honey.
She sucked the honey from his finger hungrily, then licked the excess he had smeared onto her lips like lip gloss. Then he kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her mouth to taste the sweet honey.
Then, her lover eased her onto her back. He laid his body next to hers, hot to the touch. Even though she couldn’t see, she knew that his warm, white skin contrasted with her own deep brown skin. But she could only imagine what their bodies looked like pressed together in the moonlight.
As he kissed her, she kissed him back passionately, raising her arms to wrap them around his neck and pull him in. But as she did so, he took her hands and in one swift movement, forced her hands back down. Even though she wasn’t restrained, she instinctively took the position of someone who was handcuffed, at the mercy of her captor.
He continued to touch her, and tease her. She felt a light, tickle on the soles of her feet — his shaving soap brush, she thought. She felt something lightly drag along the back of her thigh. She felt very light lashes with a leather belt on her ass. Then once in a while, she felt his big, strong hand give her a good, hard spank.
Each time he spanked her hard, she moaned as she felt her thick ass ripple from the aftershocks.
After each of his spanks and lashes and teases, he would gently push a tiny morsel of what tasted like the darkest, most exotic chocolate she had ever tasted into her mouth. The bitterness on her tongue mixed with the honey he’d occasionally dribble on her lips and her big soft tits was her new favorite sweet.
She was moaning with desperation as her wet pussy began to swell and ache. Each time she tried to slide her hands down to pleasure herself, he’d grab her by the wrist and force her arms back down to her sides. She was panting and whining without words, desperate for him to touch her between her legs and bring her some relief.
His foreplay amped up as he finally began to pay attention to pussy. He began to drizzle honey on what she knew was already his favorite dessert. Each time he finished a drizzle he’d use his tongue to lap it up. He licked with his tongue, big and hot on her pussy lips and in her slick, wet slit. He ate her swollen pussy until she was ready to climax. Then he abruptly stopped.
She could have cried.
He was finally ready for the grand finale to his production as he mounted the bed and positioned himself between her legs. He used his hand to rub the fat tip of his cock on her aching clit. Finally, when neither of them could take anymore, he pushed his cock inside of her.
They rocked together in sync as they had so many times before. But their longing and their wanting had never been this strong or animalistic. He bit her shoulders and her ears as he fucked her, growling like a wild beast attacking it’s prey.
She moaned and called out as he fucked her relentlessly, finally telling him that she was about to cum.
As she went over the edge, the walls of her pussy began to pulsate around his thick, fat cock as she screamed. Feeling her orgasm made him explode hotly inside of her.
When they were finished, he collapsed next to her. Both of them hot, sticky and spent, he removed the tie and kissed her — this time he let her kiss him back.
“How do you feel,” he said into her ear with his husky whisper. The outer edge of her ear still aching from his attack.
“Amazing,” she sighed. “It’s like you knew exactly what I wanted.”
“Good,” he said with a sly smile. Now I have some ideas I can build on next time.
“And when will that be?” she asked.
“That, my love, is for me to know and you to find out,” he said getting out of bed. He bent at the waist to kiss her, then took his bowl of sweet honey and walked out of the room.
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