| Straight: BDSM: Suspended in Light (1/5) |
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Grace had spent the last two months thinking about getting together with her lover and she was in an exceptionally sensual mood. He would be close to her that afternoon and the thoughts of him were sending tingles up and down her spine. About an hour before he was expected she lit candles and drew a warm bath, adding just the right amount of lightly scented oil to accompany the soft music playing in the background. She turned down the lights in that room and gently immersed herself in the water, melting into the sensations coursing through her body. As she heard the front door open a tingling warmth flushed her body in anticipation of being close to him. He knew where she would be and took no unneeded time. His clothes left behind and with two newly poured glasses of wine in hand he proceeded to join her. She watched his body as he gently lowered himself into the bath and leaned forward as their eyes met and his lips pressed against hers in a lingering, wet and gentle kissing melody that was in sync with the music filling the room. The sensation that had made her tingle earlier stepped up beyond measure as she was taken over by a lightness that nearly felt as though she was passing out. Without word he moved behind her and started gently caressing her body from head to toe; tracing his fingers on the inside of her thighs as he gently kissed her neck. Rubbing her sides slowly and then just momentarily up past her breasts brushing over her nipples until both his hands pulled her neck closer to his lips. One hand holding her head tilted slightly backward while the other explored her body with the oils in the water. The dance continued as he would rub her body so she could feel every sensation possible and she moved her hands from his buttocks to his feet where they lay just beneath hers. He would softly play with her nipples at one moment, and then rub the inside of her legs the next; touching then rubbing for a moment before moving on. Her body was filling with lust for him and his was as well for her. She could feel him throbbing against her back as she gently pushed in his direction from time to time and ground her hips into his groin. He stood first and she shifted her body around to gaze at him, almost instinctively taking him into her mouth. There was no resistance as he slid all the way in and then back out four or five times. She could taste in as his wetness coated the inside of her mouth. He put out his arms and raised her from the tub; and they stood there in warm embrace passionately kissing to the flicker of light in the room. He handed her a towel and left for a moment to return with lengths of silky smooth lines of rope. She stood quietly in front of him peering into the mirror on the wall as he maneuvered around with the ropes entwining her in a maze of shapes and loops and knots…taking shape around her body. They started gently and then began to envelope her from her neck to her thighs in a web of sensations; lightness and tautness; restraint and freedom all at the same time. In one regard she was becoming |
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