New Leaves, No Strings (32 page)

‘I’m going to put some lubricant on
you first. It’s going to feel cold.’ It was, strangely it felt colder than the
ice cubes as he massaged it around and then gently inserted some inside me. I was
so turned on, what was wrong with me? ‘Are you ready?’ he asked.

I was too ashamed to say anything
and kept my eyes firmly closed as I bit my lips and nodded. I felt him gently
push the end into me and I held my breath and felt myself stretch first, then
relax as the first bead entered me. Then he pushed again and the second went
in, then the third. I could tell that this was as full as I’d been with his
fingers, any more and I was in unchartered territory but the need to prove to
him that I could do it, also the need to please him, was so strong I knew I’d
no choice.

‘Ok baby?’

‘Yes,’ I whispered as I felt myself
straining to let the next one enter. I gasped as I felt myself stretch around
it and then clench as it made its way it and I felt Gabe gently twist them
around in me and all my interior nerves screaming at me.

‘Shit,’ I moaned.

‘Does that feel good?’

‘Yes,’ I whispered it so quietly I
barely heard myself.

‘Another?’

‘I don’t know, I feel so full Gabe.’

‘You have four in you and there are
four more to go, each bigger than the first. Do you think you can try another
for me? You have no idea how hot you look right now.’

‘Gently Gabe, please be gentle with
me?’ I begged. He was as he pushed in number five and I whimpered and started
to thrash on the bed. It was painful, but so good at the same time, I was on
the verge of coming. ‘No more, I can’t take any more Gabe.’

‘Are you sure? You’ve not used the
words. You have to use the words for me to stop baby. Use them and I’ll stop
and remove them,’ he said softly. I took several deep breaths as I felt him apply
some more lubricant to me and I tried to focus on relaxing as I felt the too
familiar strain as the sixth bead started to make its entrance.

‘Shit. Shit. Shit … SHIT,’ I moaned
as it popped into place. He rotated them around as my feet stamped up and down
on the bed again, heightening the sensations firing off inside me.

‘O god baby you’re so amazing to do
this, I’m going to make sure you I fuck you really well so you come again and
again,’ he said with wonder in his voice.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as the
seventh got half way in stretching me to my maximum. ‘I can’t, Gabe I can’t
it’s too much please stop.’      He hesitated but gently applied pressure until
it squeezed all the way in. ‘I quit, I quit
please,
’ I sobbed and buried
my face into my arm. I felt totally humiliated lying here with this thing in me.
I couldn’t bear for him to see me like this, like a desperate slut. He crawled
up the bed peppering my body with kisses as he went. He cupped my chin and
pulled my face out of my arm. I kept my eyes squeezed firmly shut.

‘Baby look at me,’ he begged.

‘I can’t,’ I whispered.

‘Why not?’

‘Because I don’t want you to look
at me like this. It’s not normal what you’re doing and I like it, I like it ok?
I’m just a big whore and I don’t want you to look at me.’ I felt his breath on
my face as he kissed me, his tongue forcing open my lips and I’d no choice but
to respond and groan in pleasure.

‘You’re not a big whore, I love
that you’re so willing to try these things to please me. It’s because I love
you so much that I want to give you every experience you can possibly feel. You
turn me on so much baby, look at me please, I hate not looking into your beautiful
eyes.’

I opened them slowly and saw him gazing
down at me, god the look on his face was so soft, he really did seem to love me
and I couldn’t fathom why. I held that contact as he lowered himself down and
pushed his way into me. Both of us groaned loudly. The beads already in my rear
seemed to have narrowed my vaginal canal, so he felt huge as he pushed in. I
felt the beads move, both of the two items inserted in me were pressing
together. He started thrusting into me gently and slowly, I was writhing
beneath him, my wrists were burning I was pulling so hard against the cuffs.

‘Harder,’ I begged him as I
squeezed and relaxed all of my muscles around him and the beads. He speeded up
but I needed more. ‘Gabe harder, please don’t hold back.’

He ramped it up another couple of
levels and rammed into me again and again, finally doing as I’d asked. It was
the hardest he’d fucked me to date. I felt myself climax, just as I was coming
down from it he stopped and suddenly pulled out leaving me moaning and trashing
trying to keep the orgasm from subsided. The more I moved the more the beads
stimulated me. I looked up at him as I gasped and panted. ‘How can you stop? That
was so good, you were so good, please I need you back inside me.’

He grinned at me as he released his
hold on himself. ‘You better hold onto that bedrail tight then, you’re going to
come so hard, as I was holding back baby.’

My eyes widened in shock. ‘You were
holding back?’

He nodded. I just couldn’t
comprehend how he could fuck me any harder, he was a machine. He smiled as he
grabbed both of my ankles, lifting them up and pulling my legs apart. I groaned
as the beads moved in me and pressed down against them. He instructed me to
hold my legs in the air, while he positioned himself and then ordered me to
drape my legs over his shoulders. I didn’t think it was possible for him to
excite me any more than he already had, but as he leaned down towards me and my
knees pressed into my chest, I felt myself completely elongated inside when he dove
into me and I screamed with joy at the sensation.

I came within the first few thrusts
shouting his name, begging him to release me, so I could touch him. He shook
his head and pushed in even further as he leaned down to kiss me, I was totally
and utterly plugged from top to bottom in every orifice. My body convulsed as
wave after wave of orgasm hit me and he surfed them again and again. I sobbed
and frantically clutched at the bed railing to try slow him down, but it was a
waste of time, he was on a mission. He’d promised to fuck me so hard I’d feel
it for days and there was no way he was going to go back on his word. With each
withdrawal the beads started to work their way down, then as he rammed back
into me, I felt his balls slapping my bottom and pushing them back in, over and
over and over. I was on complete sensation overload.

‘I need to touch you, please let me
touch you,’ I begged.

I wanted to hold him, to feel his
entire body against mine and to hold on for dear life, but he continued to ignore
me and ramped us his pounding of me again, surely he couldn’t go any quicker or
harder. As I climaxed again, I wondered if it was possible to be fucked to
death, death by multiple orgasm.

‘I can’t take anymore, please,
please
please
come Gabe, you have to come,’ I groaned as tears started
to roll down my cheeks ‘It’s too much, you’re too much stop, please stop,’ I
implored.

It only served to spur him on even more
and he grabbed hold of the bed railings wrapping his fingers around mine and
used his grip to help him pull and push even harder, grunting each time he
slammed into me. The brass balls on ends of the headboard were bashing into the
wall and I could feel the whole bed moving with us. Our stomachs glided over each
other’s, slick with perspiration. I looked up at him through my tears as my
body built up to yet another orgasm, his face was contorted, he was fighting
coming and he looked in so much pain.

‘I quit Gabe,’ I cried out. ‘I
quit,
please
come for me,’ I was exhausted, running on fumes.

He opened his eyes and looked down
at me as I came for the final time. My back arched up, my knees pushed down
into my chest, my hands clawed at the rails as I started to thrash my head from
side to side. I heard him groan as he ejaculated and felt his hand move quickly
to my bottom and as my orgasm started to peak, he firmly and quickly pulled out
the beads in one swift move. I felt each and every one as they popped their way
out, my nerves were on fire. The combination of the removal of the beads and
the two of us coming had me explode inside, screaming his name and he gasped as
I felt myself wet him with my climax. I collapsed back onto the bed physically
shaking, I had nothing left to give, I was totally spent. He groaned again as
he spurted for the final time and called out my name and collapsed onto me, our
chests heaving against each other’s.

I felt him reach up and undo my
cuffs. I was so exhausted my eyes closed and even though my arms were sore and
stiff, I couldn’t even summon up the energy to move them. I didn’t even protest
as he slid out of me and climbed off. I felt his hands gently take mine and
lower my arms down to my sides and he gently kissed my lips before carefully
rolling me onto my side. I felt him pull the duvet over us and spoon behind me
with his arms wrapped firmly around me and he kissed my hair.

‘Sleep baby, you’ve earned it, go
to sleep now,’ he whispered. ‘I love you so much Mia.’

I was woken up by the sound of a
car horn and went to stretch and winced as the muscles in my arms and thighs objected.
I was alone in the bed, I slowly sat up and rubbed my wrists, which had red
rings all the way around them from where the cuffs had rubbed them. I glanced
at the clock, it was 10.40 already. I pulled back the duvet and groaned at the
sight of the sheet below me. It was damp and stained a rich reddish pink from a
combination of strawberry juice, water and perspiration.

I spotted Gabe’s white shirt from
the night before hanging over the back of my dressing table chair and I picked
it up and sniffed it. I could smell him all over it, it was divine. I pulled it
over my head and it hung loosely on me, just covering my bottom. I turned up
the sleeves and padded into the bathroom wriggling my hips gently, I was so
stiff and my back was killing me. I gasped as I squatted down on the toilet, I
was going to feel that burn in my thighs for days. I emptied my bladder and
reached for the wet wipes and cleaned myself up as best I could, front and back,
the lubricant stubbornly clinging to me. I was going to need another bath to
get really clean.

I realised I could smell garlic and
wine and wondered what was going on, so quickly washed my hands and face and
headed out for the kitchen and saw Gabe cooking at the stove again. I leaned on
the door frame, my hands behind my back to stretch out my arms as I watched
him. He was wearing a pair of dark jersey track suit bottoms that hung low on
his hips and a light grey t-shirt with Westhampton Uni written on it in red,  I
had the same one. His blond hair was slightly damp, he must’ve had a shower
already.

‘Morning,’ I called. He turned and
flashed me the biggest smile as he looked me up and down.

‘Nice shirt.’

‘Sorry, do you mind?’

‘Not at all, it looks good on you.
Turn around?’ I did a swivel for him and he whistled. ‘Don’t bend over, the
cheeks of your arse are just sticking out as it is. I need some energy left for
this afternoons lecture. You have sex hair, it looks good on you.’

‘What are you cooking?’ I asked as
I fiddled with the matted tangles trying to calm them down.

‘Well those beef strips and
vegetables are just going to go to waste if I leave you two burn chefs to it,
so I’m cooking you a beef and red wine stew. It just needs to finish simmering
and it’s done. If you’re not going to eat it today, you can freeze it.’

I came up behind him and put my
arms around his waist and squeezed him tightly, stood on my tiptoes and gently
kissed the back of his neck.

‘What’s that for?’

‘For being an amazing boyfriend.’

He turned around in my arms and his
face was a picture, half shock, half pleasure. ‘I’m a boyfriend? When did this
happen? You told me it was just no strings sex, I’m not sure I’m ready to be
labelled like this.’

‘Are you taking the piss out of me?
I know what I said, but it’s hardly no strings sex is it when you’re cooking,
taking care of me and sleeping over.’

‘So you’re really alright with this
being a proper relationship? I’m your boyfriend and you’re my girlfriend?’ I
nodded shyly and he grinned. ‘Am I allowed to call you that in front of other
people?’

‘I guess so,’ I shrugged. ‘If it
comes up, you don’t need to go around announcing it to everyone though.’

He picked me up and spun me round
as I squealed. ‘Thank you Mia, you’ve no idea how happy that makes me. I’ll
feel so much better knowing that all the other men that are eyeing you up know you’re
off the market.’

‘Gabe, I’m not a possession,’ I
objected.

‘You are. You’re mine now it’s
official,’ he said happily as he set me down and kissed me.

‘Well if you don’t like men looking
at me, imagine how I feel. Every time I see a woman looking at you, all I can
think is did he do it with her? Is that someone he had sex with? I hate it.’

‘Baby, none of them were anything
to me, it was just sex and I never even stayed around after, no cuddles or
anything.’

‘Not even Julie?’