WOULD YOU BE MY FANTASY

YOU'RE MINE!

You are mine,’ he grunts out, pumping into her, the length and level of his arousal brutal. ‘Mine,’ he swears, as he releases her  and turns her around, pushing her forward as he yanks her legs back, one hand hard on her back, the other gripping her ass.

He doesn’t slow the movement, giving her full, hard thrusts, her breasts bouncing. Idan, mouth open, intensity over his face. He pulls at her hair, tilting her head back.

They lay in bed cuddling. Suddenly he remembered something he'd read in a Kamasutra book. He asked her for some rope, they had some downstairs in the kitchen. Reen lay back, staring up at the drop ceiling of her bedroom, her hands beginning to sweat. She pressed them to her duvets to dry them.

Then Idan's hands were on her ankle, right where her pants had ridden up, and she couldn't look at him, could only stare up at the ceiling as she felt rope snug up around each ankle.

Idan began giving instructions for how to wrap the rope, first around the ankles, as he had remembered from the book, then around the wrists, where to apply reverse tensioning, where to cinch it, but she didn't listen.

All she could do was focus on the sensation of her wrists being bound snugly again. She was taking short little breaths that she tried to calm, but when he cinched the first side, her wrist and forearm now firmly bound to her ankle and shin, she nearly started panting.

Oh God, the ropes were so tight. They didn't hurt, but they didn't leave her any room to move. She felt Idan sit down in the space between her legs to finish the tie, his hips pressing against her ass. She would not squirm. She would not squirm. She would not, absolutely not.

She pressed her hips up against his... imagine this position with substantially less clothing. Her eyes were closed; when had she closed them? It didn't matter. She wanted to sink into this sensation, especially as he pulled the last rope tight, leaving her completely immobile.

"You okay, Reen?"

Reen opened her eyes, blinking in the suddenly bright light at Idan's face smiling down at her. She nodded and forced a smile in return. Then he left her field of vision, and she could hear him walking around the room, surveying.

She closed her eyes again and tried to move, just enough to have the feeling that she couldn't move. The ropes felt smooth and snug against her skin, abrading only a bit as she twisted her hands back and forth.

"How do you want this?" He reached down and rubbed her clit again, slicking her wetness over her folds.

How was she supposed to talk with him doing that? "I—I don't care. Just—now, please."

His smile flashed white in the darkness. "All right." He reached under her ass and pulled her down the bed, hips sliding up onto his thighs where he was kneeling. Reen flushed; this position left her so exposed, her hips angled up to him.

He took his dick in hand and pressed it to her folds, shifting forward a bit, kneeling up off his heels to push the head inside.

Oh, fuck !

When she heard him chuckle, she realized she'd said it out loud. "You okay?"

"Yes. Fuck, yes." God, "okay" didn't even begin to describe it.

He was thick, and his dick filled every inch of her. He shifted forward slightly, holding the base of his shaft as he guided it all the way into her.

The depth of penetration made Reen's head swim. The angle meant he was pressing upward inside her, and every subtle shift of his hips hit her G-spot with perfect precision. She wrapped her legs up and over his hips as he began to rock, the head of his dick gliding back and forth right where she wanted it.

"How's this feel?" His voice sounded strained, and Reen nodded and moaned as another push made the pleasure rush right through her. "God, you're so tight." He began to rub her clit again, and Reen couldn't really move, so she gripped the bedsheets and held on.

"That's right." He rocked harder, still buried deep inside her, and she felt the pleasure building faster than she'd known it could. "Tying you up tonight, Reen . . . F*ck, I wanted— I wanted you like this, just like this." His words made her clench down around him, and he groaned. "You're so goddamn hot with those ropes . . . God, I want to see you come."

She whimpered, actually whimpered, and it was as much from his words as what he was doing. A few more thrusts, his hips working faster, dick rubbing in short, fierce strokes inside her, and her orgasm was torn out of her as she cried out and arched up off the bed.

The white-hot pleasure bloomed throughout her body, spreading outward until even her fingers and toes tingled with it, and she collapsed back onto the mattress.

She must have passed out, because when she woke up, she was untied, her duvet was pulled up to her breasts. She turned and looked outside the window. Then slowly the throbbing came, she was sore.

They'd had sex all day and she was just starting to feel the after effects. She didn't expect that from Idan though. Just a simple 18 yr old kid. He had completely surpassed her expectation.