It was your yearly secret meeting with your fantasy lover, your supplier of personalized porn stories.  You get off on his stories, and always looked forward to the annual meeting, you are wet for a few days before the meeting typically, the anticipation amazing.
 
This year you meet at your place, and as you meet him at the door, holding onto him tightly, standing there swaying with him, holding each other, sharing whispers in each others' ear about how you both feel.    This is a tradition too, and it feels wonderful.  Even though your pussy is wet with anticipation, and his erection presses against your tummy, you stand there for 20 minutes holding each other, his hands running over your back, sharing heartfelt emotions whispered to each other.
 
He then takes you by the hand, and walks into the bedroom, smiling.  He carries his overnight bag with him. 
 
As you undress for him, you both make small talk about how things are going, he talks about how busy he is at work.  He takes some items out of his bag.
 
"What are those, Danny?" you say.  He looks up and winks at you.  "Silken cords.  Christine, once you are nude, lay upon your back on the bed please?"  He watches with admiration how you slowly peel your clothes off, and is pleasantly surprised that you are wearing no bra or panties, as you lie naked upon the bed, your pussy very wet.  He comes over and kisses you, then takes your wrist and starts tying it to your headboard. 
 
You smile at him as he firmly ties your wrists to the bed, the silken cords tight but not too uncomfortable.  He moves down to the foot of the bed and ties your ankles to the bedposts; your legs are spreadeagled, your arms are above your head, you are rather uncomfortable, but excited as hell. 
 
He takes his shoes off, pulls his jeans down, stepping out of them, then tosses his shirt off over his head.  Lastly, he pushes his boxer briefs down, revealing his erection, standing straight out, pointing at you.  You breathe faster, move your wrists against the cords, but you are tied tightly down.  You aren't getting untied without his help.  And he looked in no hurry to free you.
 
"Christine, I thought about this visit, long and hard, if you'll pardon the expression," he said smiling to you.  "I wondered just how much fun we could have with no penetration, and with you not being able to do a Goddamn thing but lay there."  He walked over next to where your head layed upon your pillows; you see his cockhead a foot away from your face as he stands there, looking down at you.  He kneels upon the bed suddenly, his erect cock over your face from one side.  "Spit on the head of my cock hon?  No penetration now, don't take me in your mouth!" he smiled at you as he took his cock in his hand and moved it to within a couple inches of your lips.  You are feeling faint, the smell of your soaked pussy fills the room, although his cock is close enough to you to smell its strong musky odor as you lean forward a bit and spit upon his cockhead twice, your saliva covering it, as you look up into his eyes and smile; he returns your smile.
 
"Thanks hon," he says, and moves down the bed a little bit on his knees; he comes to your left breast, and starts stroking his cock slowly, the head glistening with your spit.  A small gob of your saliva drips off his cock, onto your nipple, and then he rubs his sloppy cockhead in a light, circular motion upon your nipple, which goes instantly rock-hard and erect.  You moan at the pleasure this gives you, and he smiles into your eyes, then goes back to watching himself rub your own spit into your nipple.  You squirm with the sensations this gives you, wanting to reach out and grab his cock, but you are helpless as your juices start to drip out of your cunt and down the crack of your ass onto the bed. 
 
Suddenly, he straddles your stomach, and rubs his cockhead slowly over your right nipple; by this time, you notice that his cockhead is leaking clear fluid, and you feel the bright burst of pleasure as his sticky pre-cum covers your nipple, and you suddenly have a small orgasm, your body tensing against the silken cords as you moan helplessly, caught by surprise by your release.  He smiles into your eyes and then slides down your body, laying down upon you.  He licks your saliva off one nipple, and then licks his own fluid off your other aureole as you start to shake; "Anything wrong hon?" he says with a wink as he kisses down your stomach, leaving his own trail of spit with his tongue as your body tenses, wanting his mouth on you badly.
 
He lays between your legs, gazing at your open, wet pussy.  He inhales deeply, smiling, just looking at you.  You squirm more, and say "Eat me, fuck me damn you," desperate for release once more, but he shakes his head at you and then lowers his face to your pussy, looking at it closely, leaning over occasionally to kiss your inner thighs, and running the tip of a finger between your pussy lips but not penetrating, but you groan at his touch as his fingertip, wet with your juices, slides down the wet crack of your ass, and as you feel his warm breath upon your clit, making you dizzy, his fingertip rubs lightly, in gentle circular motions, against your asshole.
 
You try to push yourself down upon his mouth, his finger, but you are tied tightly, cant move; you struggle wildly against the cords, pleading to be untied, but he ignores you as he spits upon your clit and you gasp as you feel his saliva touch you there, and he blows upon your wet clit lightly, all the time the tip of his finger rubs against your little hole, pressing lightly against it, pushing on it but not penetrating.  Your chest is heaving, your face flushed in excitement and frustration, the small sensations of pleasure making you desperate for more, you plead for him to eat you, fuck you, do anything, just stop teasing, and he smiles into your eyes as the tip of his tongue touches your clit, wet with his spit.
 
The bolt of pleasure sears through you as you moan, your body shuddering in another small orgasm, his finger pressing lightly upon your asshole as he leaves his tongue against your clit.  You try moving against his face, his finger, but he pulls away until you stop moving, then touches your clit with his tongue-tip again, and rubs your little hole once more, lubricated with your own juices.  Suddenly he starts swirling his tongue-tip against your clit, and another orgasm hits you as you cry out, your body arching against the cords tying you down. Your asshole tightens against his finger as you orgasm, but he pulls his finger and tongue away as soon as you cum, leaving you crazed, begging him to fuck you hard, fuck your mouth, fuck your pussy, fuck your ass, just fuck you as he smiles at you and then kneels between your spreadeagled thighs, stroking his cock in his hand.  He places his cockhead against your pussy lips, rubbing it up and down your sopping wet slit until it is thoroughly soaked, and then places the head of his cock against your clit and starts jerking off his cock against you.
 
You have 2 orgasms as he pumps his cock in his hand, rubbing your clit at the same time.  You are moaning, begging, straining against the cords, wanting his cock inside you anywhere, threatening him, promising him anything but he just smiles and jerks off against your clit, his fluid dribbling out onto your pussy as you orgasm once more while he watches your face. 
 
Suddenly, he stands up on the bed, pumping his cock urgently, his face congested, flushed, and he looks into your eyes and says he loves you and groans loudly as his body stiffens, eyes glazing over, and thick warm spurts of cum shoot out of his cock with great force, splattering against your face, your hair,  your breasts, your stomach, you orgasm and scream as you feel his warm cum cover your body, watch his naked pleasure upon his face, as spurt after spurt leaves trails and drops of cum all over you, and you fall into a daze as you cum again and again, your body twisting, arching, as he coaxes the last of his load out of his cock, dripping onto your pussy as you throw your head back in ecstacy, covered with his cum, having little orgasm after little orgasm just knowing how he used you, knowing how you got him off good.