Night visit (part9)

Quickly the man pulled the key from his pocket & unfastened the cuffs, only to lay Marina on her back while he re-attached them, with her hands now brought together at the level of her navel. It was the work of but a moment & true to his word, the stranger now drew Marina's arms up, so that her arms & hands were over her head. It was a relief for the prone woman to no longer have her arms behind her back, as she stretched in order to get rid of the cramping stiffness in her muscles which had being making her position uncomfortable. As she relaxed slightly in her new situation the man deftly climbed onto the bed & knelt between Marina's legs, which, with both hands, he placed at either side of him. He did not stop there, however, as he gathered each leg in his arms by bending Marina's outstretched limbs at the knees & lifting them towards her chest. This also had the effect of opening her sex wide & this was the area to which he now directed his gaze & his skilled actions. Without another word he bent towards her sex which he'd manage to make so completely available & inserted his tongue. Probing the warmth of the totally exposed lady for a few seconds, he presently seized Marina's clitoris between his tongue & teeth, whereupon, with rapid movements of the very tip of his tongue, he increased her sensitivity to the point where she began to make incoherent whimpers & moans.

   He kept Marina distracted by increasing the movements of his tongue in all directions, whilst continuing to maintain a determined suction pressure upon the very nub of her femininity. At the same time the man was engaged in rapidly undoing his fly & the waistband of his trousers in order to free his now rampant male member. When at last his  upstanding cock experienced fresh air, Marina's would-be possessor didn't hesitate to plunge it, almost immediately, into the inviting warmth of her stimulated womanhood. Both man & woman emitted a mixed sound, partway between a cry & a guttural call. Despite everything, Marina's expression was one of shock, almost as though she hadn't really expected this unknown young man to actually carry out what he had explained so painstakingly for her benefit earlier. Those words had been virtually forgotten & now seemed as though they'd been meant for someone else, a long time ago. "It's a fact that not a lot of people know, once penetration has been achieved, there's no imperative to move at all," were his words, as with both of his arms he pushed Marina's legs back, so that her knees were almost touching the mattress at either side of her head, while her legs waved in the air. As he spoke his face broke into a huge smile.

"You feel even better than I imagined. That means I'm going to have to take things slowly," he stated, whilst still maintaining a broad grin. "You've no idea how long I've wanted to do this." Then the man began to move rhythmically, with long deliberate strokes, bringing his engorged member almost to the point of egress from the prize possession beneath him, only to plunge down to the depths of her open womb. What Marina could not have guessed was that his mind was focussed, at the same time, on entirely separate matters, all the while that he steadily moved to & fro. This new lover was intent on prolonging the experience for the two of them, coupled together. on what had always been a bed of pleasure. He imagined his wardrobe with row upon row of shirts, which he now classified in his mind according to shade. Then his thoughts would wander to a sock drawer, which was in need of re-arranging. He conjured the files at work & on & on. He was focussed, in fact, on some of the most boring features of a man's life, because only by dreaming of the mundane would he be able to prevent himself from undergoing an almighty orgasm, such was the effortless, yet overwhelming, power of the beauty below him, into whose most private of places he had introduced himself.