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Lying there in the warm darkness, I could hear the sound of distant traffic drifiting in through the open window, getting tangled in the heavy curtain before reaching my pillow-cradled ears. The air was not quite still, but the day's heat still hung heavy and I lay with even the thin cotton sheet pushed back and away from my bare skin. The scent of honeysuckle tickled at my nose, and at first I thought it was borne in from the garden by a stray draught, then felt a breath of scent filled air directed at my navel, and opened my eyes to see the glint of Jen's dark eyes above me in the night. She smiled, exposing white teeth which shone as clearly as her eyes, the rest of her dark-skinned body a living silhouette. I was unwilling to say anything, fearing to break the spell of unreality caused by my sleep-clouded mind, and simply smiled back in the dark, shifting my prone body slightly. Two hands moved either side of me and held me gently motionless. I heard the soft rustle of some sort of cloth, sensed movement, then felt Jen wrap silk about my wrists, pulling my unresisting hands above me, attaching the silk bonds to the bedhead. A shape moved across the room and I heard the click of the stereo being turned on. Hypnotic Eastern music filled the room, a sensual, slow melody, and I relaxed back into the sheets, unsure of my fate.
The bed beneath me shifted as Jen climbed on, and I felt again her sweet breath on my belly. Her soft lips brushed my navel, then I felt her thick curly hair tickle up towards my breasts, and then the wetness of her mouth on my nipple. She wasn't touching me anywhere else, it was just me, the darkness and a delicious sucking on my breast. I gasped as her teeth nipped me, and forgetting my bound hands tried to reach out for her. A hand stroked down my arm and across my chest, then touched my face, a finger on my mouth as if to say, be still. I lay still once more, and the sucking and nipping resumed, now one breast, now the other, my whole being seemed concentrated on the warm feel of her there. I could feel myself getting wetter and hotter, and moaned, I wanted her to touch me elsewhere, take her mouth down to my moistness and give me release, but she remained at her task, nibbling and sucking, licking around my nipples with the tip of her tongue, removing her mouth and blowing cool air on their heat before enveloping them once more. I could feel a familiar heat building up inside me, a throbbing between my thighs and with Jen's teeth fastened still to my left breast I bucked once, twice and came with a half sob, a shudder and a smile. A single finger snaked down to my wet bush, and then brushed across my mouth, slipping inside so I would suck on my own juices. Jen leaned across and covered my mouth with hers, then slipped another finger in for me to suck on, while her hand stroked down my torso to my legs, rubbing along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, not quite touching where I yearned for her touch. I arched up slightly, hoping her hand would somehow get the hint and move to my clit, but she moved away into the darkness.
I lay there, horribly aroused, for what felt like at least an hour, but could barely have been minutes. Vaguely in the distance I could hear a drawer opening then shutting, but Jen's bare feet were silent on the carpet, and I could hear nothing else. A match flickered in the corner, a sudden pungent smell, and incense swirled in the air above and around me, the music grew louder, and then my waist was gripped, my body turned over so my hot sex was half buried in the cotton bedclothes, and hands spread my legs apart. Something cold and hard pressed against my buttocks, pushed between them and brushed across my asshole, making me shiver in surprise. The object was slid down further to the edge of my hole, which was still incredibly wet and hot. Gently the thing was pushed inside me, cool, smooth and quite long; there was a curious wet sucking noise as she pulled it back and forth, and I tried not to giggle, face pressed against my arm. Whatever it was felt large and commanding as it moved in and out, and I spread myself wider almost instinctively, wanting it deeper inside me. It was as though some ghostly presence was pleasuring me like this, for I could not feel Jen at all, though I knew her skilled hand was using the long object so well. The smooth length rubbed against the walls inside me in a way I hadn't felt before, and again I could feel myself about to reach orgasm - I was gasping and moaning now, and rubbing myself against the bed in response to the thrusts behind me, I still hoped Jen would slide her hand beneath me and finger my clit, I was almost desperate for the feel of her fingers, better still her mouth there, but soon enough the object's insistent sliding pushed me over the edge, and I strained against my bound hands as I yelled my release into the heady atmosphere of the dark room. I fell back on the bed, the object was removed, and Jen slapped my bare buttocks hard, then again, almost making me come again, so aroused was I by this point. I wriggled miserably against the bed, rubbing myself as hard as possible, nipples and breasts dragging painfully across the rumpled sheet. I heard a laugh in the gloom next to me, and tried to wriggle round onto my back again. Gentle hands turned me back, and finally, wonderfully, Jen's mouth was where I had lusted to feel it!
Her soft mouth moved slowly down my slit, I felt her tongue slip inside my hole and my hips shook against her head at the sensation. She grasped me firmly, and moved her tongue slightly, tip flicking out to tease my clit, then circling it wetly. Her hand slid along my thigh, and one finger, another, what felt like her whole hand was pushing against my hole, stroking and sliding and massaging me. I pulled my legs as far apart as I could, felt Jen's other hand spreading me wide as she slipped three fingers deep inside me and wiggled them about, as her mouth licked and nibbled my button. I screamed at the feel of her hand slipping even deeper into me, how could I be spread so wide, but I rejoiced at the full feeling, warm and intimate as the cool object previously had not been. "Jen, oh Jen!" I gasped, my whole body moving about now, beyond my control, completely at the mercy of her probing hands and mouth. I screamed again, and one hand slid up to my breast, tweaked the nipple hard, then fingers were put in my mouth and I sucked down hard on them - somehow the intrusion there a part of her hand's entrance of my other lips further down... Jen's hot breath was on my thigh and I could sense she was breathing almost as hard as I, utterly aroused by the effect she was having on me. The music in the background swelled all around, the incense a heavy blanket pressing down, but I was as light and as warm as the air drifting in from outside, and as the darkness around us, around the bed, began to pale with the dawn, I screamed and bucked and came into Jen's palm, and over her lips, bright lights seemingly flashing in front of my eyes and the silk holding my wrists stretched hard as I orgasmed again and again, never wanting this to end.
Jen's hand reached up, wet and sticky from my pleasure, rubbed across my belly and breasts, followed by her soft-skinned, sweat-dampened body, pressed close against mine. "Hello", she breathed, reaching above me to release my hands from the bedhead, then I was finally able to hold her close against me, and sleep, curled up with her in my arms, one hand cupping her perfect breast, until the sun's true heat woke us.
