Erotic Story: Sharpened senses

After a warm shower, in my most sexy pajamas I get comfortable next to her on the couch. My breasts are barely covered by the fabric. Then I look at her. Her smile, that naughty smile which always ignites a deep fire in me. Especially when one corner of her mouth curls up just a little more than the other.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing, just at you.”
Her hands tenderly caress my hair. For now, she accepts my answer, as of course my eyes were focused on something else. Because of the way she sits, I can see right into her bathrobe.
“You are looking at something”, she chuckles. Shit, she caught me. Cautiously, I start to laugh.
“You’re right, sorry. I let my imagination run free. You just look so delicious.”
“Delicious?” she asks, grinning, “in my bathrobe?” And she playfully runs her fingertips down her neck.
“You have no idea.” I bite my lower lip and my brain instantly wonders where our latest purchase has gone. “Do you trust me?”
Her expression changes and she looks at me questioningly.
“Uhm, yes, but it depends on where this question is going.”
“Stay put, I have an idea”, I answer to reassure her.

I quickly run upstairs, open her nightstand drawer and take out the blindfold. Images of the time she used it on me flash through my mind. I remember how exciting and arousing it was with getting to use one less sense. It really sharpened my other senses. Now it’s her turn. Back in the living room, she still looks a bit confused. With the black satin blindfold in my hand, I sit back down next to her.
“What do you have in mind?” she asks naughtily when she sees what I’ve brought.
“Just trust me”, I chuckle. She sits up straight and I carefully place the blindfold over her eyes. That small touch is enough to increase the tension. Once the blindfold is in place, I gently press my thumb to her lips. She opens her mouth slightly and then playfully sucks the tip. I rest my wet thumb on her bottom lip and then move down her neck to her breasts. Under my fingers, I feel she’s holding her breath.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, it’s exciting, in a good way”, she replies. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. I undo her bathrobe and let it fall open just enough to see one of her nipples. The small bud pokes forward gracefully, betraying her train of thoughts.
A glass of wine is on the table. As quietly as possible, I take the glass and take a sip. I press my cold lips against her nipple and let her moaning penetrate my core deeply.
“Hmm”, it sounds softly. “That feels so good.”
“You should know what it tastes like.”

I take another sip and press my lips to hers. She opens her mouth and instantly our tongues dance around each other, spreading the taste of the wine.
“Hmm”, it sounds again. “That sure tastes good.” She leans further into the couch and it feels like a go-ahead. I rub some condensation from the glass and run my wet finger along her neck. She’s a little startled and arches her back. It’s an arousing image and a powerful feeling to see her react like this under my touch.
“Have a taste.” I grab a strawberry from the bowl of strawberries on the table and softly tap it against her lip, until she opens her mouth. She sucks gently, extracting some juice.
“Very sweet”, she replies. The sound of her voice fills me with pure desire. She takes another bite and I let a few strawberry drops fall on her nipple and slowly lick them up. Her body responds immediately. I feel her heat under my tongue. It’s contagious and I only want more. Again, my tongue licks one of her nipples. I take it between my teeth and pull it gently.
“Oh, yes”, she moans sultrily.
“You like that?” I mumble with my lips on her nipple.
“Hmm, hmm”, is all she can utter. My breathing probably feels warm against her skin, as she seems to calm down a little. My tongue wanders down, in the direction of her most sensitive heat. Again, she moans contagiously.

Her breathing quickens when I come close to her sensitive spot. She automatically lets her legs fall further apart. She clearly enjoys my touch.
“Go ahead”, she groans excitedly.
“Take it easy”, I answer teasingly. I remember very well what it was like to desire without knowing exactly what’s going to happen. It was intense and I wish her that same feeling. I take the glass of wine and dangle it above her stomach, until a drop falls on her stomach. She startles and holds her breath.
“Breathe easy”, I say lovingly. The drop glides further and further down to the rhythm of her breathing, just past her navel towards her labia. They glisten with her desire and I instantly feel my pajamas tighten around my nipples. It’s still a challenge not to touch her right away. I swallow tensely and let another drop fall.
“Ah”, she groans at the new touch. The drop immediately finds a way in the same direction. Just before it reaches her glimmer, I quickly lick it up.
“Hmm”, she pants softly. “You know how to drive me crazy.”
“I know. I enjoy it”, I say in a soft voice. “You look so hot, lying like that, you should see yourself.”
She laughs shortly and places her hand around her right breast.
“No, I want you to focus on my touch”, I say sternly. Obediently, she places her hand back on the couch and relaxes. I see wetness close to my face; she still glistens and unconsciously seems to push in my direction. She’s in a vulnerable posture; she trusts me.

My nipples practically burn with tension and I feel that my pajama shorts have turned damp. Right up her sensitive spot still lies one drop of wine. I rub my finger through it and then stroke her longing, warm lips. In corresponding movements, her hands clutch the sides of her short bathrobe and a loud moan echoes through the living room.
“Holy shit”, she groans excitedly, “that touch. So unexpected and sensitive.”
Encouraged by her reaction, I glide my finger further and push it inside for a moment. That heat. I see she has to control herself not to take off the blindfold.
“Leave it”, I command her and her moans get louder… I can’t control myself anymore and I finally press my tongue to her soft skin. The taste of her arousal explodes in my mouth and instantly makes me hungry. Tonight is truly hers and I am determined to keep going until she comes quivering.