The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

Abigail

My back hit the cool silk sheets of the bed. I barely had time to glance around the room and catch my breath before Finnegan- Ares- was on me, his hands gripping my ankles, spreading my legs wide.

"Stay," he commanded gruffly and the deep timbre of his voice went straight to my very exposed pussy.

My teddy was pretty much ripped to shreds-god, Finnegan was a monster in bed. I watched him move to a sleek cabinet against the wall, my pussy clenched, aching for his cock even though I had just had my mouth full of it.

It was exactly because of that, that my pussy gushed shamelessly, juices rolling down my pussy lips in beads, disappearing down between my ass cheeks. That thick meaty dick pushing against my throat, I had to feel it pulsing against my cunt walls soon.

He opened the cabinet and my breath caught.

There were ropes, cuffs, things I couldn’t even name because my head was all ditzy from being rough handled. He selected a black silk rope, snatched a conFinn from the cabinet and came back to the bed, looming above me like the god of war he was supposed to be.

"Arms up," he ordered.

I lifted them above my head and stretched them toward the corners of the bed. His hands wrapped the silk around my right wrist and a soft sigh escaped my lips at the feel of the silk on my skin.

He tied it to something built into the bed frame and switched to my left wrist, his chest so close to my face. I pulled on the firm rope, rearing my head up to flick my tongue at his skin.

"Easy," He growled, reaching down to smack on my tits. A loud yelp of surprise slipped from my lips. "I tell you to stay, you fucking stay. Got it?"

"Yes," I whimpered, throwing my head back.

"Good." He moved to the foot of the bed, wrapping his hand around my right ankle.

He lifted my leg, bent it, bringing my knee up toward my chest until my thigh pressed against my ribs.

What...What was he doing?

Then he tied my ankle to the same anchor point as my wrist.

"Ares," I gasped as he did the same with my left leg.

Holy fuck. I was completely spread open, my arms above my head, legs bent and raised with my knees almost touching my shoulders.

My pussy was completely exposed. I couldn’t close my legs if I tried to and I was completely at his mercy. Cool air hit my soaked dropping cunt and I whimpered.

"Look at you," he growled, standing at the foot of the bed, green eyes fixed hungrily on my cunt. God had he looked at me like that on the plane? "You can’t close your legs or hide that pretty pussy from me."

Heat flooded my face and my entire body.

"Please," I begged when his finger traced down my inner thigh, so close to where I needed him, but not touching. "Ares fuck, you know what I need,"

"You need what I give you." His finger moved closer, brushing against my outer pussy lips. "When I give it to you."

I tried to push my hips forward, to make him touch me properly but the silk around my hands and legs held me back.

"Fuck!" I cried, glaring at him. "Are you going to shove your cock in my pussy or play games all fucking night?"

A deep chuckle filled the room. He reached for his shirt and stripped it off, his cock jutting up with milky drips of precum rolling down the tip.

His body was incredible. He was all hard planes and defined muscle, abs flexing as he took deep breaths.

"You want this?" The taunting jerk wrapped his fist around his pulsing shaft and gave it a sweet slow stroke.

"Yes," I panted, licking my lips hungrily. "God, yes."

He rolled on the condom on his thick juicy shaft, climbed onto the bed and my eyes rolled when his cock was right there, so close to my entrance. He rubbed the head against my slit, up and down, collecting my wetness on the tip. I thrashed against the ropes when he pressed the tip down hard on my clit.

"Beg better," he commanded, still teasing my pussy until I was sure I would go up in flames.

"Please, Ares," I sobbed. "Please fuck me. I need your cock inside me. I need you to pound my pussy. Please. I’ll do anything. Please- OH FUCK ME!"

He had slammed into me. One deep brutal thrust and his huge cock was buried to the hilt. My pussy was so full, so stretched and a shudder tore through me when he pulled back out, until the knobby tip was just left in my pussy and slammed in again.

And again.

The bed shook. The restraints held me in place to take his hot hard pounding.

"Yes! Yes! Oh god, yes!" I screamed.

He pounded into me, hard and brutal, each thrust driving deeper than the last. The wet sounds of his cock driving into my soaked pussy filled the room.

He growled, gripping my thighs for leverage and fucked me harder, deeper. The headboard slammed against the wall, my tits bounced with each thrust, my head thrashed around and then I felt it.

The mask shifted. Just slightly, the edge lifting from my cheek with the force of his thrusts.

No. No, no, no.

Another brutal thrust of his cock into my pussy and the mask shifted more, slipping higher on my face.

Fuck!

I couldn’t reach up. My hands were tied. I couldn’t adjust it.

If it fell, if he saw my face...Panic seized my chest.

I buried my face in my arms, pressing my forehead against my bicep as hard as I could, using the angle to keep the mask from sliding off completely. Hot jolts of pleasure surged through me.

"I’m gonna cum! I’m going to-" My words died in my throat when his hand wrapped around it and squeezed.

"Not yet," he commanded. "You don’t cum until I say."

"Please-" I choked out.

"No."

He fucked me harder, his thumb found my clit and rubbed harsh circles. The pressure peaked and my eyes rolled in their sockets.

"Hold it," he ordered. "Don’t you dare fucking cum!"

"I can’t hold back," I cried, my pussy lips clinging to his cock whenever he pulled out and then gape apart to let him back in. The pleasure was too much, too intense, my entire body shuddered and my pussy clenched around his cock, quivering as I held back, begging the mask desperately.

Please don’t fall. Please don’t fall. Please don’t-

He growled, slamming into me harder. The bed frame groaned, I felt the mask slip another millimeter.

Oh god.

My breathing came in panicked gasps now. I tried to angle my head differently, I was so close to cumming and I lost my mind when I did.

"Please!" I begged. "Please let me cum, please."

His hand wrapped tighter around my throat and squeezed. "You don’t cum until I say."

His thumb found my clit, rubbing harsh circles and the pressure brewing in my lower belly peaked. My eyes squeezed shut behind the mask, the mask that was barely holding on.

"Hold it," he ordered. "Don’t you dare fucking cum!"

"I can’t," I choked out, my face still buried against my arm. "I can’t hold back."

I was going to shatter. I was going to lose control. And the mask was going to fall and this was all going to end and-

He leaned down, his lips ghosting my ear.

"Cum," he growled. "Cum all over my cock, goddess."

My entire body lit up and I fucking exploded.

"Ares!" I screamed his false name as I shattered. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me, my pussy clenched rhythmically around his cock. My whole body convulsed, shook and broke apart.

Through it all, I kept my face buried, the mask pressed against my skin with my arm, even as my vision went white and the best orgasm of my life tore through me.

I kept that fucking mask on.

"Fuck," he cussed, his thrusts becoming erratic. His grip on my thighs got deeper. "You’re squeezing me so tight,"

He slammed deep one last time, his cock pulsed and I whined at the loss of his cum spurting deep in my pussy. He grunted, collapsed forward, his forehead pressed against the side of my face through our masks, both of us panting heavily.

He pulled out slowly, drawing a whimper from my lips. I wished he would remain a little longer inside me. Dazed, I watched through slit eyes, as he tied off the conFinn, tossed it in a bin under the bed and finally reached up and untied my ankles, then my wrists.

My limbs fell to the bed, boneless. The second my hands were free, I reached up, grabbed the mask and pressed it firmly against my face.

My arms shook and my whole body trembled, but I held that mask in place like my life depended on it.

Holy smokes that had been intense and too close. I laid there panting heavily while he watched me from the bed, those green eyes dark and intense.

Then without another word, he strutted out of the room leaving me on the bed, my entire body still humming and my pussy still quivering from how good he had fucked me.

Best. Fucking. Night. Ever. But a thought lingered on my mind, I was playing with fire. Would I get burnt when he found out?