Sex Toy Tales: Tales

My boyfriend is always buying me toys. Toys of the sexual kind. One day he sent flowers to me at work and on the card was a message, “Bedroom at six o'clock sharp. No peeking before then.” Giggling I put the flowers in a vase on my desk and told my best friend, Carmen, what Grant was up to. She told me I had to report every minor detail to her tomorrow.

The note said that I was to change into the sexy lingerie he'd brought me, blindfold myself and wait on the bed. I stripped out of my clothes quickly, inching up the teddy which was high cut on the leg and very low in front, exposing most of my breasts. The stockings were silk, and as I hooked them into the suspenders I glimpsed myself in the mirror and knew Grant would like what he saw. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I blindfolded myself and waited, anxious for him to arrive.

I was becoming fidgety, as I'd been waiting for at least ten minutes, before I finally heard the door creak open. Footsteps came closer. I sensed his presence near the end of the bed. For a while neither of us spoke. The silence only heightened my desire as I sat there waiting for him to begin.

Finally, I asked, “Grant, is that you?”

He didn't answer.

“Grant,” I said again, giggling to overcome some nervousness. It flashed through my mind that perhaps it wasn't him at all, and I was sitting, practically naked, in front of a stranger. This was probably how Grant wanted me to feel. He said it was healthy to fantasise, because you were able to control the situation.

So I sat, imagining a complete stranger, perhaps a burglar, standing before me. He would wonder why I was wearing a blindfold and sexy teddy, and I would wonder if he perhaps would want to steal some sexual favours from me before helping himself to some of our other possessions.

As I thought about this a hand on my shoulder pushed me back on the bed. I lay there excited and titillated by my own thoughts. I felt his weight on the bed and he came close to me, so close that I rolled towards him.

My breath caught in my throat as ice cold fingers pushed me back over and then slid under my straps, lowering the top of the teddy, exposing me. Goosebumps covered my flesh as the fingers lightly danced over my breasts, pinching the nipples and then trailed up my neck and around my chin only to run across my lips, before entering my mouth.

I sucked on them lightly, knowing that in my fantasy I would really be afraid at this point and would fight the unknown stranger off. I moved my head sideways, not wanting to continue but the fingers came back and this time a hand held the back of my head firmly, pushing me backwards and forwards, demanding they be sucked.

For a moment I really was frightened but then I sucked them in deeply, rolling my tongue around and as the hand released my head I licked them, like I would an ice-cream. He sat as astride me, lifting my arms high above my head, then spread them wide. Something fur encased my wrists and then my arms were pulled further apart and attached to the bed head. So, he had restraints today. Interesting. He certainly wanted me to feel vulnerable, blindfolded and restrained.

I heard something clink, then like a jolt of electricity I felt cold circling my nipple. Ice was being massaged over both nipples and I felt them become rigid as trickles of water ran down my midriff.

I gasped in shock as I felt more ice, now in the palm of his hand, caress my breasts as well. My body was hot and excited as more ice melted and trickled down my sides. Then, I felt his hot mouth cover and suck me quickly, replacing the cold with heat.

The sensation was amazing. I arched my back, the restraints pulling the muscles in my arms, my nipples harden, so he devoured my breasts. He nibbled my erect nipples, his teeth grazing them, pulling them into his mouth, teasing and licking them with his hot tongue. This was fabulous.

I imagined a strong young man, stealing this most private possession of all, my body, as he sucked and licked, his tongue hot as it travelled to my mouth to kiss me passionately.

I opened my legs, my pussy throbbing with desire, grinding my pelvis up as his hand ran over my mound. I wanted him and was concentrating on my pussy when suddenly a cold piece of ice was slipped into my mouth. With our tongues entwined it melted quickly, quenching my thirst but not my passion.

His teased his tongue from my mouth and with the tip of it he touched the underside of my lip, tormenting me until ice replaced his tongue and water trickled out of my mouth and down my chin. He licked at it, lapping it up as it dribbled out of the sides of my mouth and into my ears.

He shifted his weight and I was hoping he was going to enter my hot pussy. It was the most erotic experience, being blindfolded and not being able to see what was going to happen next.

I gasped out loud as I felt more ice hit my midriff, his hand cupping it as he massaged it over my abdomen and down to my pubic hair. He slipped his hand down under the teddy and rested it over my hot pussy. The ice melted instantly and dribbled down my slit, just touching my hole.

God, I'd had enough of this game. I wanted Grant now. I wanted his cock inside me quickly so I opened my legs wider, holding his hand there, trying to force his finger inside to show how ready I was.

“Please,” I begged, not caring if in my fantasy I would be demanding a complete stranger to make love to me. All I knew was at that moment I needed a cock, regardless of whose it was.

I made to sit up, to remove the blindfold, but the restraints held me securely to the bed. Sexually frustrated I full at them, trying to loosen their hold, my breathing loud and erratic. Finally, I gave up only to be surprised when my legs were pulled apart and my ankles too were encased with fur before being secured to the foot of the bed.

I felt fingers at my pussy. Finally I was going to get what I wanted. Roughly, the crutch of the teddy was pulled aside and I pushed my pelvis upwards as, inviting him in, as I whimpered for his cock.

Instead I felt the instant shock of a huge piece of ice as it slipped easily inside me. It melted almost instantly and dribbled out as now both his hands were on my pussy, one opening me up, while the other pushed more and more ice in.

My pussy was becoming numb as ice was massaged around it before disappearing inside. Then his mouth was attacking my pussy, his hot tongue, lapping at the water as it melted. He targeted my clit. His hot tongue flicking over it, awakening it from it's numbness, tantalising it until I felt an orgasm break through, causing my body to spasm, to pull against the restraints.

Gasping in the aftermath, he probed at my opening. The sense of touch was distorted, the numbness taking away the complete sensation. And then his cock. I actually didn't feel it's presence until after it entered, the lips and cervix still numb from the ice.

The sensation was amazing as he fucked me, slowly easing in and out as his cold hands massaged my breasts. Because my pussy was so numb it was easy for me to imagine that this wasn't Grant. I let my mind continue on with the fantasy that a stranger was fucking me. This added to my desire and I moaned, begged for him to fuck me harder. He roughly pulled the crutch of the teddy further away, and I heard the flimsy material rip, leaving me totally exposed.

I was moaning and writhing around the bed. The sensation of extreme cold and then heat was magical. I opened my mouth to ask if I could take the blindfold off as I wanted to watch his cock going in and out, but instead I felt a tongue thrust into my mouth and I tried to buck back into him, enjoying the combination of cock and tongue.

I was desperately pulling against all the restraints, feeling warm water ooze from my pussy while his fabulous cock picked up my tempo. With our tongues exploring each other's mouths and my whole body electrified, I came with the most earth-shattering climax ever, one that left my body sensitive and tingling all over. I heard him gasp as my orgasm gushed around his cock to mingle with the watery ice in a pool on the bed.

Completely drained, I continued to enjoy this game, but then he was thrusting into me harder now, over my breasts and then his fingers were tugging as he ripped the teddy right off my body. I could hear him gasping as his breath expelled loudly with every thrust he made, and then he too came, moaning as his hot seed shot deep inside me.

He collapsed on top of me and we both lay there panting. I imagined the burglar was the one lying prostrate on me. I envisioned Grant coming through the door, tearing this man from me and beating him to a pulp, while I lay there defenceless and naked.

At some stage Grant got up and removed the restraints. I must have slipped into a light sleep because the next thing I remember was hearing a mobile phone ringing softly. It took me a while to realise it was mine. I was still blindfolded and naked on my bed.

Tearing the blindfold off I groped for the phone, which was in my handbag, near the bed. Finally, I answered only to hear Grant on the other end.

“What?” I said.

“I've been trying our phone for over an hour. I wanted to explain why I couldn't make it. Are you okay?”

I looked over towards our phone and saw it was off the hook. What was Grant saying? He couldn't make it& Then who had made love to me?

“Melissa, are you alright?”

“Yes,” I mumbled, stalling for time. “I fell asleep waiting.”

“Good, then you'll be nice and refreshed. I'll be home soon,” he said.

I hung up the phone in a daze. I looked around the room. Nothing seemed to be missing. My teddy was ripped and lying discarded on the floor. The bed was a mess and as I looked down at my body I noticed some bruises where he'd been rough.

Who had been rough? Had it been Grant, now pretending he hadn't made it? Or had it really been a stranger? What was I to do? If I told Grant and it hadn't been him then he'd been furious, and if I didn't tell and it was him he'd always think I kept things from him.

What I really wanted was to know who it had been and as I hurried about the room straightening it up, I'd already decided what I'd do. I'd lay on the bed, naked, and cuff my legs wide open. Then I'd not only blindfold myself but I'd put a gag in my mouth stretching my arms wide as though cuffed.

I'd lay there vulnerable for him and hope he'd attack me with relish and maybe, just maybe I'd never have to explain where the sexy negligee disappeared to, and where the restraints came from.