Erotic Story: In confidence

After a warm shower, he plops down next to me on the couch. I think back to our wonderful evening last week. Our night out. Fuck, he always knows how to drive me crazy. I take a sip of my wine and, without looking, I know that his gaze is fixed on me. “You look so beautiful again”, he says in a deep voice. “Thanks, babe”, I smile with my most mischievous smile. I know that I stoke his fire that way. Today is my birthday and I suspect he has arranged something special. “What are you looking at?” “Nothing, just at you”, he replies. I gently run my hands through his hair. I’ll accept his reply for now, but I know better. I shift in my seat and position myself so that my bathrobe falls open a little. “You are looking at something”, I chuckle mischievously. I see a caught look on his face. “Sorry”, he says. “I’m just letting my fantasies run wild for a moment. You look so hot sitting like that.” “Hot? In this old thing?” I smile and run my fingertips along its neckline. “You have no idea.” He bites his lower lip and then looks at me doubtfully. “Do you trust me?” His question throws me off guard and I look at him. “Sure, but you’re making me curious.” “Just stay put”, he replies, “I have an idea.”

As fast as he can, he goes upstairs and I hear him rummaging around. When he returns to the living room, I see a black satin blindfold in his hand. “What sexy plan do you have in mind?” I ask when he sits down next to me again. “Just trust me”, he grins. As soon as the blindfold is in place, I feel him pressing his thumb to my lips. Carefully, I open my mouth a little and playfully suck on the tip. For a moment, he rests his thumb on my lower lip and then continues his way down my neck towards my breasts. Automatically, I hold my breath. “Are you okay?” he asks. “Yes”, I reply. “I’m excited, really excited.” That’s exactly what he wanted to hear. With two hands he unties my bathrobe just far enough for one of my hardened nipples to show. My glass of wine is on the table. I hear him rustling softly and then feel his cold lips on my nipple. A moan slips from my lips. “Hmm”, I groan. “That feels good.” “If only you knew how good it tastes”, he replies. Then I hear him taking another sip from my wine and feel his cold lips on mine. I open my mouth and, in no-time, our tongues glide along each other, and the taste of the wine spreads through my mouth. “Hmm”, I groan again. “That really tastes good.” I lean back on the couch, as a subtle hint for him to continue. With his hand, he runs a few cold drops from my glass down my neck. I startle a little and arch my back. I know that seeing my response to his touch gives him a powerful feeling. “Try this.” He gently presses a strawberry to my lips, just until I open my mouth a little. Carefully, I suck it and take in some of the juice. “Very sweet”, I reply. I take another bite as he lets a few drops of the strawberry slide down my nipple and quickly licks them away. My body reacts instantly and it feels like I’m burning with pure desire. Once again, his tongue has found my nipples. He places it between his teeth and, while he bites gently, he makes tugging movements. “Oh, yes”, I manage to say, gasping. “Do you like it?” he mumbles, his lips on my nipple. “Hmm, hmm”, I manage to say, moaning.

His breath feels warm on my skin, and I seem to calm down a little. With his tongue, he wanders down further, towards my most sensitive heat. “Hmm”, I moan again as my breathing quickens. He keeps licking further down and automatically I let my legs fall open casually. I’m enjoying his touch. “Go ahead”, I moan. “Just take it easy”, he says. “Long for it.” I startle when I feel a drop of wine fall on my bare stomach. “Breathe calmly”, he says. On the movements of my breath, the drop slides down further, just past my navel and towards my heat. I swallow tensely when I feel another drop fall. Immediately, the wine follows the same path and just before it reaches my sensitivity, he licks the drop away. “Hmm, you sure know how to drive me crazy.” “I sure do”, he replies. “And I’m enjoying it too. You look so hot. You should see yourself.” I laugh shortly and then feel him place my hands around one of my breasts. I gently start kneading. I don’t know if it’s the setting, but it feels overwhelming. Images from last week run through my mind and I surrender completely to him. He gently caresses my most sensitive spot with his thumb. I take my hands off my breast and reach for the side of my bathrobe, while an unexpectedly loud moan echoes through the living room. “Holy shit.” He knows exactly what he’s doing to me. Encouraged by my reaction, he slides a finger a little further and then briefly inside me. Such heat. I have to restrain myself from taking off the blindfold. “Leave it”, he says, as if reading my mind. I swallow hard and then nod obediently. I notice that he can’t control himself anymore either. I feel his tongue on my skin and when his tongue slides through my hot wetness, I feel lightheaded. I don’t care anymore what he’s up to next; I always trust him.