Then he tied another scarf around her left wrist, and its other end to a slat near the edge of the headboard. Working silently, he walked around to the other side of the bed, and restrained her right wrist with another silk scarf. While he was tying her, he watched her face. Her lips remained parted, a nervous tongue licking them to keep them moist. Her breaths were coming fast and were quite shallow, and Lila suspected her heart was racing.
He leaned over her again and kissed her, lingering longer than before. Lila could see that Janet was quite aroused by the situation. The first button of her dress gave way without a struggle, as did the second and the third. The knuckles and the backs of Roman’s hands purposefully toyed with the next buttons, brushing her breasts and lightly touching near her nipples, which were standing at attention. Her upper body twisted slightly, in an attempt to direct where he touched, but the restraints limited how far she could move.
The buttons slowly gave way and revealed only tanned skin beneath. The gap in her dress remained slight, as Roman continued slowly unbuttoning. Near the middle of her belly, he stopped. Slipping off the bed, he stood and admired Janet lying flat on her back, with her breasts still mostly hidden from his view. Her head turned toward where he stood, silently questioning what he was doing.
Roman moved to the foot of the bed and reached out to tweak the toes of one of her feet. The footboard was a low one, flush with the surface of the thick, pillow-top mattress, enabling him to lean over quite close to her bare feet. Lips pursed, he blew his hot breath on the soft skin between her toes, moving from her right foot to her left. Her legs jerked slightly as he exposed her to this surprise sensation. “Oh my, oh my,” whispered Janet, repeating the phrase over and over until only her lips moved silently and she was no longer speaking at all.
Lila was cuddled close to Janet, with her fingertips tracing up and down Janet’s side. She wasn’t sure what was to happen now, so for the moment, she was mostly observing. The material of Janet’s dress collapsed between her knees as they slowly parted. Lila knew she had to be soaking wet, and certainly aching for Roman’s tongue, or maybe hers. Still she waited, letting Roman play this out.
Both of Roman’s hands crept up Janet’s calves to toy with the edges of her dress. The last button along the hemline opened, and Janet’s legs parted for him, as he climbed onto the bed and knelt between her calves. Roman was now unbuttoning from the bottom, but after completing only four buttons on his journey upward, he leaned over Janet and took a substantial amount of dress and crotch into his mouth.
Janet shrieked as he unexpectedly closed his mouth on her. He was pressing hard and unleashing a low-pitched growl. Janet’s arms pulled with all her might at the scarves binding her wrists. Both hands had twisted the scarves between her fingers so she could pull on them. Her legs opened wider, as her heels dug into the mattress, pushing her hips up toward Roman’s mouth. He stopped abruptly and moved further up her body, blowing on the exposed skin between her breasts, continuing to her mouth. He kissed Janet hard, tongue diving deeply into her mouth. He stopped just as she kissed him back.
Watching her friend writhe, Lila felt the renewed rush of her own arousal. Roman moved away from Janet’s mouth, but not before teasing her once more with the tip of his tongue, slipping it inside her lips, then withdrawing it, leaving her reaching for more. With a very slow lick, he dragged his tongue between Janet’s breasts, as he did emitting a very hungry moan.
The next button in line fell away, as he went back to the unwrapping. There were twenty-two buttons on the front of the dress, and Roman made sure Janet could feel, and if she were so inclined, count as he undid each and every one. Finally finished with the last button, Roman sat back on the bed, looking at the smooth line of skin running from her neck to her crotch, bordered on either side by the fabric of her dress. She wore no bra or panties, but everything was still covered except for that thin strip of flesh that ended in a tiny trimmed patch of hair at the junction of her legs.
Roman leaned down and blew his breath over Janet, and both of her knees responded by spreading wide. She was anticipating that he was going to dive into her like he did earlier, or else she was urging him to. He said, “Janet, you are going to have to keep those knees flat against the bed. If you do not, I will have to tie you four ways.”
Biting her lower lip, Janet said, “You’re killing me, Roman. I want you so bad.” Without saying another word, he was between her open thighs and drawing his tongue upward through her labia. Again she squealed, arms jerking hard on the scarves binding her wrists, with her knees pulled up, rotating her hips to offer herself to him.
Leaning back, Roman said, “Baby, you’re not very good at following my instructions.”
He slipped off the bed and produced a third scarf from somewhere. Janet’s head rolled toward him, following the sound of his movement. She was still biting her lower lip, and the muscles in her arms were straining as she pulled on the scarves. Lifting her left leg slightly with one hand, he slipped a noose in the third scarf around her calf, just below the knee, and tightened it. Tying another scarf to the other end of that one, he anchored it underneath the bed to the bed frame somehow. He repeated the process on her right leg. Now she was bound four ways, to each corner of the bed, with her legs spread out wide.
Moving back to the foot of the bed, Roman stood silently, looking at his wife. “What are you doing?” Janet asked.
Lila whispered, “Shhhhhhhh, he’s just getting undressed.”
Lila placed her hand on Janet’s breast and kissed the side of her head. The smell of Janet filled her senses, and she felt her tremble slightly. Janet’s breathing changed to short, halting breaths, as Roman’s clothes fell to the floor, but his eyes never left Janet. He was sporting an erection that was going to demand some attention.
The muscles in Janet’s silken thighs flexed as she moved against her new restaints, and then Roman crawled between her thighs, kneeling over her, with his own thighs touching hers. She shuddered violently as he leaned over, peeled away her dress and licked her left breast. “Fuck,” she hissed through clenched teeth.
“In due time,” said her husband. “Not just yet.”
He licked her again and again, on and around her nipple. Writhing against her restraints, she arched her back, trying in vain to anticipate his next lick and press herself against his lips and tongue. As she strained up toward him, he moved toward her other breast and licked another slow, lingering lick across a very hard, extended nipple.
“Oh god, ” Janet said in a weak, trembling whimper, “Oh my god.”
Moving up her body, he bit along her collarbone with short, quick nips, teasing her. The tip of his cock touched her steaming wetness, as his bites continued up her neck and across her throat. Roman bit her and licked her, his tongue slipping over her soft, smooth skin. Flexing his hips, he entered her slightly, and she responded by rising to him, struggling in her restraints and trying to force him deeper.
With a howling chaos feeding her voice, she pleaded, “Fuck me, Roman! Fuck me hard and….” She never got a chance to finish her request. He plunged his entire length into her, with one single, hard thrust, penetrating her to the hilt and choking off whatever she had been about to say. She shrieked instead.
His hips smacked into the underside of her thighs as he drove deep, pushing with all his might. Withdrawing slightly, he growled, and thrust deep again. Unable to just watch, Lila moved her hand down Janet’s stomach and started circling her clit with a fingertip.
“Mmmmmmmm,” groaned Janet. “That’s it, baby. That’s what I want. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!”
With Roman’s cock moving in and out of her, within the limits of her restraints, Janet fucked him back. She pulled at the scarves on her wrists with all her strength, trying to give herself enough leverage to drive him deeper into her with each thrust. Then, with a mighty effort, one wrist broke free from the scarf that bound it to the headboard. She used her free hand to free the still-bound one, and then both hands came down hard on Roman’s ass. She clutched at him, pulling him into her. Then one of her newly-freed hands moved to Lila’s thigh, gripping it tightly. Lila’s hand had moved between her own thighs, touching herself.
And then Janet was gone. She disappeared into that place where nothing else matters but her climax. She rose up, her back arching. Her head fell back into the depths of the pillows, and both shoulders lifted away from the sheets as her pelvis gave Roman one final convulsive thrust.
He collapsed on top of her. No one moved or said anything. All three lay there on the bed, with the remnants of the scarves tied to Janet’s wrists draped over all of them.
After a few moments. Roman got up off the bed and untied all of the scarves. Janet removed the blindfold. He still had a healthy erection.
Janet leaned over to kiss Lila, running a hand over the length of her naked body. Leaving her dress behind, she moved off the bed and walked over to Roman. She pressed the length of her body into his, kissing him urgently and pushing him backward against the wall. She cooed with satisfaction as she fell to her knees in front of him.
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