Tied Up

I hadn’t really considered her in that way. Sure, I found her attractive, as did every man in the office. But I was always professional. I had watched as other men flirted with her, only to be cut down by her acerbic wit. The most interaction I had had was the occasional benign conversation in the lunch room. Today though, something was different. As she walked to the fridge to retrieve her lunch I watched. Her white knitted jumper soft over her curves. The blue jeans seemed to hug her thighs. It was almost slow motion as she walked, the little wiggle of her butt, and what an amazing ass it was. I blushed a little, feeling my cheeks and ears go red. I almost choked on my cold spag-bol when she bent over to find her lunch. My god what an ass she had. Her head turned in my direction and I abused my gaze, staring at the food in my bowl.

Moments later I heard Melody, “Steve, mind if I sit her?” then I felt her hand, softest touch on my arm. I looked up into the chocolate brown eyes, I think my jaw dropped. “Umm, sure” I flustered. She sat right beside me, elbows touching gently. I could smell her perfume now, subtle floral scent, and the slight scent of soap. I had closed my eyes.

“Deep in thought?” she asked.

“W-what? Ummm no, yes” I was a complete moron. What the hell was happening.

I took another mouthful of food. Avoiding looking Once more in her bewitching eyes. Melody pulled out her phone and began to scroll through her twitter account. The odd like here and there, typing some reply. I wasn’t really looking. She placed the phone down on the table as she had some of her food. I glanced over casually. Oh my god!

A photo of a topless woman bound in rope, her large breasts visible. Her face a mix of pleasure and disappoint. Wait…that face…Melody?

She must have noticed and quickly picked up her phone, placing it back in her handbag. She didn’t say anything but I could see her looking out of the corner of her eyes. I just ateAnother mouthful.

“Did you like that?” she asked.

“W-what do you mean?” oh I was in deep. She had me.

“The photo silly. Did you like what you saw? Me tied up like that?” so matter of fact, as though it was a family photo.

I turned to her, looking in her eyes, blinking. My god they are beautiful eyes. I couldn’t believe the words I said next or her response. “Yes I did and I’d very much like to see that in person.” …what?

“I’d very much like that, how does Thursday night, 8pm sound?” …oh this can’t be happening.

***

8:14pm Thursday night and I’m sitting on her couch as she pours me a drink, whiskey and dry. Tight green crop top and matching tights, gotta love active wear. Her figure was incredible. Large breasts, long hair, legs that have tights you just want to hug and an ass that you could rest your sweet head on and think you are in heaven.

She sat cross legged in front of me. A long strand of rope in front of her. Melody spent thenext few minutes demonstrating how to tie a knot and hit and join another rope together. Her voice measured as though this was not her first time teaching a man how to tie her up. Then she was ready. In an instant she removed her top. If you have ever seen those videos of a girl taking her top off and her boobs dropping and bouncing, yep! My pants suddenly felt very tight. My god they were amazing.

To be honest she did most of the rope work herself. Twisting the rope around her torso, over and under her large breasts, oh they were perky and full, almost defying gravity. Eventually I had to assist. My hands feeling her skin for the first time and boy did she feel good. A couple more twists, a tie off. There, bound, arms tied behind her, wrists bound and the most beautiful cross over around her breasts. She sat smiling, enjoying seeing me slack jawed and obviously excited by the bulge in my pants.

“Come here, let me tell you something Steve.” she said. I knelt before her, putting my head close to her. She leaned into me, her mouth beside my ear.

“I want you to fuck me now. Push me down on the floor, rip my pants off and fuck me. Can you do that Steve?” her voice…I felt compelled as if I could not resist. Then she kissed me, her mouth on mine electrifying. Her teeth biting and pulling my lower lip. Her eyes never leaving mine.

I don’t know how long it took me for that to register. A moment longer and I think she would have kicked me out. But I sprang into action. I grabbed her pants, pulling them down with force. She giggled as this made her tumble, unable to steady herself. I wiggled them off her legs. No panties, of course not. Nicely shavled pussy that she willing showed me with her legs open. I took my shirt off, undid my pants, pulled off my boxes. I was ready, hard and hungry. Her eyes lit up seeing my hardness.

Now full of lust I bent over her and rolled her onto her stomach, her hands neatly tied behind her. I knelt between herlegs, she spread them wide. She was panting in anticipation. That sexy fucking ass and her pussy, wet and the slit already open, already waiting. I didn’t keep her waiting. I plunged in. She groaned “Fuck yes!”

The animal took over. I started pounding her, seeing her now as a wet, ripe pussy to fuck. All my sexual frustrations to take out on this warm, sexy fucking hole. My cock was fucking her wet cunt so hard. Pushing into her abdomen. All I could feel was how fucking amazing she was. Warm and tight and wet. Slippery but like a tight fist around my cock. Oh god this was amazing. Her white, thick, cream coating my shaft as I hammered in and out. Pushing her body down.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” she moaned, “fuck yes baby”. enjoying the feeling of being bound and fucked hard.

It felt so good, having complete control over her body, restrained and me able to fuck her as much as I wanted. And fuck did I want it.

I carried on fucking her with sweet abandon. I’ve never felt so free in fucking someone. Unbridled desire and losing myself in the process. It felt so good. Deep in her, fucking her so hard, no holding back. This continued on and on.

“Oh fuck Melody, I’m going to cum” I moaned as my cock, red now, was pounding into her.

“Fucking do it, fill me with your cum” she screamed

I was so happy to oblige. My cock throbbing, my pace frantic then that final deep thrust as I came. My ass tensioning as I squirted inside her. I could feel squirt after squirt, the pressure coming deep within my perineum, the whole base of my cock, right through me. I don’t think I had cum that hard for a long time.

Extracting myself, her pussy puffy, swollen and leaking that cream pie only a hard fuck can give. I sat her up. She looked at me, her face a mix of complete vacant gaze and sexually satisfied vixen. Then that big Cheshire cat smile.

“You did well Steve.” purring almost. I couldn’t help but hold her and kiss her. She was the mostperfect woman.

***

That was three weeks ago. When she wants me, she leaves a chocolate bar on my desk. Neatly tied with a rope bow. I think I’m getting addicted to them and my diet is ruined.