The Chair

The Chair
by Mirage

He lays spread-eagle on the bed. Legs and arms tied to the bedposts. She is hovering over him. Initially, she had started as the dominant, but her desire has gotten the best of her. She wants him inside her more than she wants to impose her will on him. She is still in control, but barely. He stares into her eyes and her nipples harden at the desire she sees.

Untie me he states calmly.

N-no she stammers, looking away.

He continues to stare at me.

Her glance at his erection gives her away. She has had him in her mouth and now she wants to feel him between her legs, inside her, but she wants to complete what she started to make him beg her.

P-please let me finish she begs.

No, his answer leaves her no choice, Untie me.

With shaking hands, she moves to untie him, first his hands then his feet. He lays calmly while she goes about releasing him. When she is done, she sits quietly on the bed head bowed

He gets off the bed and she watches him as he walks across the room, his erection still rigid, the head of his penis swollen and firm on the end of the stem. He sits down in an armchair and she waits for him to tell her what to do

Bring a pillow and come here, he states calmly.

She quickly grabs a pillow off the bed and moves to stand in front of him.

He takes the pillow from her and places it between his feet, directly in front of the chair.

Kneel here and lace your fingers together behind your neck, he says quietly.

She kneels and places her hands behind her neck, taking care to lace her fingers together as he has instructed. The position accents her breasts, tilting them up and making the nipples stand out.

You need to learn to be patient, he says quietly, and reaching out he softly strokes her face.

You’re way too impatient, aren’t you? he says as his hands find their way under her chin and softly stroke her neck and upper chest.

She nods her agreement, knowing that he is correct. Her nipples begin to erect themselves as he continues to stroke her face, neck, and shoulders.

See? he says smiling as he watches her nipples, Already you want to cum, don’t you?

Yes, she whispers.

His fingers find their way to her breasts and trace around the aureolae, which crinkle at the contact and make her nipples stand higher, reaching for contact. Her breathing increases with a sharp intake.

Now, now, he whispers, Take you timeLet it come slowly.

She closes her eyes and nods her agreement, but the sensations are so strong She shifts on her knees hoping that he will hurry, but all of his movements are slow and his touches very light.

Finally, he takes both nipples between his fingers and lightly pinches them, rolling the paps between his fingers...

A-a-a-h-hO-oh, g-god she whispers closing her eyes at the exquisite sensations.

He is very familiar with her predilection to cum with nipple stimulation only and continues the stimulation until he sees her begin to rock in the beginning of an orgasm that he releases her nipples.

O-oh, n-n-o-o-o, she groans in frustration. P-please p-pinch them again! she begs.

Patience, patience, he whispers, smiling.

His hands continue to move down her body, stroking her ribcage, her belly and then between her legs. She moves her knees apart so he can reach her center and his hands trace the insides of her thighs, brushing the hair on her pussy, but not really touching her. The spreading of her knees has also spread her nether lips and as a result, her clit is exposed as well. Slowly his fingers move about her pussy, grazing the lips, circling her clit until she is frantic with the need to cum

Stand up he says when she begins to sob with desire.

She scrambles to her feet and stands, nipples erect, clit throbbing, looking down at him.

He leans back in the chair and taking one hand lifts his erect penis until it is standing straight up.

Come here, he commands Straddle your legs over the chair and put me inside you.

She quickly moves to one side of the chair and lifts one leg over as if getting on a bicycle. The chair is so wide that when her knees are over the arms pieces they are spread to the point that the large tendons stand out at the juncture of her thighs she grasps his shoulders and lifts herself then the head of his penis is at her core.

O-oh y-yes, p-please she groans at the contact.

Go slow he commands between gasps of pleasure as she slowly, oh so very slowly slides down on him.

U-u-n-n-n-g-g-h! O-oh, p-please, oh god! she breaths as he fills her and she settles into his lap.

He wraps his arms around her and pulls her to him, holding her still, stroking her, letting her settle, letting her breathe, feeling the sensation of the warmth of her breath on his neck. He turns and their lips meet, tongues thrash, and he feels her orgasm begin

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