Something cold brushed my pussy, and I cried out in shock. It was hard and slick, feeling like ice against my pussy. The smooth knob pressed against my entrance, gradually pressing into me and I whimpered at the cold touch. It slid into me slowly, the hard length working deeply into my body, and as I panted at the foreign sensation, it started to warm, no long freezing cold but merely chilly. Its motion halted for a long moment, and then it began to thrust in and out of me, each smooth slide into my pussy making me gasp. The firm touches deep inside of me, and the stretching at my entrance sent surges of pleasure through me, tightening the erotic tension in my belly.
My muscles tightened around the invader, clenching the slick surface, but unable to halt its pace. I gasped and shook, my hips rocking against each thrust, fighting down the pleasure filling me. Thankfully, after a few more forceful shoves, it was pulled free of my body, and I slumped in relief as the threatening peak receded once more. Miles rolled the smooth cylinder, now hot from my body, across my belly thoughtfully. "Very good, darling. Let's take this up a notch, shall we?"
I whimpered a faint protest, but he rightfully ignored it. He leaned in, and I arched off the bed as his shockingly hot mouth lapped at my pussy. His tongue darted into my entrance, and then his mouth slid upwards, his lips closing on my clit. I pulled on the restraints as he nibbled the sensitive nub, jolting me with raw pleasure again and again, until I begged him to stop. The rising tide of pleasure had swept me upwards, forcing me towards the peak I was desperate to avoid. I clung to the solid feel of the scarves as a distraction, straining against the restraints until they bit painfully into my wrists. After an eternity of this sensual torment, he tired of the game, and pulled away once more.
"Are you ready for me, darling?" He murmured, teasing my entrance with his thumb as I quivered and shook. I nodded desperately, and then spoke before he could chastise me. "Please, please fuck me. Oh God, please fuck my pussy!"
A pleased grunt was the only response, and then hard hands gripped my hips, lifting and tilting me. His weight shifted as he rose to his knees, and then I felt the blunt head of his cock probing my throbbing pussy. The hard cock found my entrance, and pressed inwards, stretching me more than ever before. I whimpered at the sudden pain, and felt a soft kiss brush my forehead. He paused, letting me adjust to the thick girth stretching my pussy, then pushed forward a bit more. Slowly, he worked his way deeper, each short thrust sinking a bit further, until he reached an obstacle.
My hymen, still miraculously intact. His voice was a bit strained. "I'm afraid this next bit will hurt, darling. My apologies." With that, he thrust hard into me, sinking his cock fully into me in one sharp motion. A tearing pain shot through me, and I muffled a shriek, sinking my teeth into his shoulder. He froze, groaning as my pussy reflexively clenched around his cock, until I released him. With another whispered apology, he pulled out and then thrust back into my aching sheath.
I whimpered, all pleasure lost to the pain, as he pounded into me again and again. His hand drifted down between us, and his thumb ground against my clit. As the sting faded away, pleasure once more built within me, surging with each thrust of his hard cock into my throbbing pussy, in time with the rough pressure against my clit. I rocked my hips against him, and he picked up speed, his thick dick sinking deeply into me in a fast, jolting rhythm. The tension in my core built once more, shockingly fast, and then with one last thrust I was forced over its edge, clawing at the sheets as an immense wave of pleasure rolled through my body, a vast surge of sensation overwhelming my senses.
Miles moaned as my clenching pussy tightened even further, and he jerked and strained over me. I cried out as his cock twitched deep inside my throbbing pussy, his hot load shooting deep inside of me. The echoes of orgasm rippled through me, smaller surges of sensation that tingled down my legs and blanked out my mind as Miles' panted and shook above me. Finally spent, he collapsed onto me. I tugged on the quick-release knots, and slipped my wrists free, running my hands down his sweaty back as he gasped for air.
He laughed, catching his breath, and then rolled off me. I sat up, removing the blindfold and freeing my ankles, before cuddling in beside him with my head resting on his shoulder. We lay there together, adrift in the after-glow, for quite a long time. I had nearly fallen asleep when he finally spoke.
"Thank you, darling. What a magnificent gift you have been!" He sounded almost awed, but his words sent a cold shiver through me.
"I wasn't a gift, and you know it! I was a trap." I tried to halt the bitter words, not wanting to start another fight with my lover, but I couldn't stop the over-flowing guilt. "We have to stop your ex-wife, Miles, it's not right that she's won!" I started to apologize once more, ashamed at being used against him that way, but he hushed me with a gentle finger across my lips.