Oreos for Breakfast: Chapter 29

Oreos For Breakfast: Chapter 29
By the Paperbag Princess and Pumpkin Coach

Did I look like this a few hours ago? Bound and blindfolded and gagged and defenseless?

Man, I was surprised it lasted as long as it did. I wanted to fuck her hard and feel her underneath me, helpless to change the rhythm, the position, any of those things that she loved to do.

But I was going to pace myself. Neither one of us was going to come yet, so when we did, it would be fucking amazing.

What was going through her head now? I had been so overwhelmed I didn’t have time to think, but she knew what toys we had to play with. Was she lying there trying to figure out what I’d do to her first?

What the fuck should I do to her first? My options seemed limitless, and my mind raced. Start with the feather and tease her until she begged for more? Wait, she couldn’t beg, she was gagged.

So weird. Rachel loved to talk during sex, and I could sense her frustration. She moaned lightly, writhing against her restraints and I could feel myself get harder, if that was possible. God, she looked amazing, open to me, her breasts rising and falling with her breath.

Suddenly, I had to touch her, and I leaned over, sucking on her hipbone and making her scream. She didn’t see me coming, did she?

Fuck, this was good.

I considered my options for a moment and chose the paddle. Fuck the feathers and teasing, we both needed a little more than that right now.

Still I was surprised by the noise when I smacked her thigh, and we both nearly jumped off the bed. "Did I hurt you?" I worried, and she shook her head. Good.

It was just a little red mark, not bad. "I wouldn’t do that," I assured her. "You know that." She nodded as I ran the fuzzy side over the mark I’d just made. "Just a little mark. You left a mark on my ass. I can still feel it a little. I’d like to spank you, but I spent all that time tying you up, seems a waste to undo it that quickly."

She pulled against her restraints, making me laugh. "We are so far from done, buttercup. Relax and enjoy it. I am."

I whacked the side of her ass, what I could get to, and she moaned, twisting around so that I could get to more of it. Hell, if she wanted it… who was I to deny her? Two smacks, then I turned her hips to reach the other side, and she allowed me. Two on that cheek, then I leaned down, tracing the warm mark with my tongue. "Two on each cheek, baby. You know why?" I moved my head, licking across her hips. She moaned when I passed her pussy, making me smile. "Two twos is twenty two."

She made a noise, and I looked up at her, laughing at her frustration.

"Close enough, baby. Eleven on each side might end up hurting, and I’m not into that. Isn’t this better?" I ran the furry side over her skin, and she nodded, settling back into the bed. As I moved up her body, I could almost feel her purring, as she twisted to be closer to the paddle no matter where it was. Finally I teased her nipples with the fur, holding it just above them so that she had to arch her back to catch the sensation. I wasn’t touching her anywhere else, and when I ducked my head to suck on her earlobe, she screamed, even through the gag.

"Like that, don’t you?" I whispered, licking her neck, and I felt her nod. "Want more? Do you want it against your cunt?" I trailed the paddle down her torso slowly. "Want it to touch you there?" She was nodding frantically, panting against her gag, and I sat up, away from her, tossing the paddle across the room. "My birthday, not yours," I teased, and she shrieked at me, attempting to stamp her feet against the bed.

This was way too much fun.

Watching her writhe against the bed was making me crazy, though. I didn’t have enough will power for this and she knew it. I had to take off my clothes and feel her. I moved off the bed, pulling my shirt off, but it took her a second to realize I was gone. After a moment, she stopped moving, listening for me. "Did you notice I left, buttercup? Wonder what I’m doing?"

I kicked my pants across the floor and sat on the edge of the bed to take off my socks. She rolled towards me when she felt me near her, and I had to smile. "I’m naked now, Rache. Don’t you wish you could see?" She nodded, and I reached over her, hoping she’d be distracted enough by my talking that she wouldn’t notice I was reaching for one of the toys. "Do you have any idea how frustrating it was for me this morning when I knew you were there, but I was blindfolded? Payback’s a bitch."

Shit. I should have been paying attention. I nearly knocked over one of the candles while I was trying to be smooth. I caught it, but nearly dropped it again when she gasped. Did I do something? Did I hurt her?

Oh. Wax. There was a small spatter of purple wax on her shoulder, already hardening.

Candle wax was supposed to be sexy, right?

I considered the candle, and tipped it a bit so that it fell on my arm. Burned a little, but just for a second… Candle in hand, I pondered her body, finally settling on the inside of her elbow. That was an often-overlooked spot.

She gasped again as it hit her, but whimpered when she felt my breath against her skin, cooling it. "Relax, baby. It doesn’t hurt. Just a little shock. Right?" I looked up at her, relaxing when she nodded. Carefully, I moved to the other side of her body, still holding the candle and its hot wax. "You have no idea what’s coming next, do you?" She shook her head, and I kissed her forehead, calming her.

"Might be the feathers. Or maybe your bunny again. But candle wax wasn’t on the list, was it?" I tipped it again, hitting her hip, but I put it back on the shelf above the bed when she bucked off the bed. If she jumped like that again, I might drop it and start a fire. This would be fun to explain to the fire department. Blowing on her hip, I reached over to find the feathers and dusty stuff.

Who had I used this stuff with, if not Rachel? Mandy? I took off the cap and sniffed, hoping the smell would remind me. But all I could smell was the candles and Rachel and a new sweetness.

Fine. Now it was all about me and Rachel, that’s what mattered. I was quite sure that when I’d used it before, it was nothing like this. Nothing else had ever been like this. I dipped the brush in the powder and drew it carefully over her calf, making her shudder and moan softly. I traced designs all over her legs with the feathers, and then followed with my mouth, smiling at the muffled sounds that she made through the gag. I did the same thing to her stomach, being careful to avoid her pussy, as tempted as I was.

When I swept the brush over her breasts, her whole body shook, and I grinned as I sucked her nipples, making her groan loudly. I loved her breasts. Even with the dusty stuff gone, I couldn’t quite bring myself to stop kissing them. I could hear her moaning through the gag. Was that what I sounded like? Horny and frustrated… and so fucking hot? She was getting a little too comfortable, though, so I bit down hard on her nipple. She screamed, her whole body tensing for a brief moment before I opened my mouth to suck hungrily on it, quelling the pain.

Just as quickly I pulled away, making her scream in frustration. Oh, this was way too much fun.

But there was something else on her face when I flicked the feathers over her clit. I saw panic there, and I pulled her gag off, spilling powder everywhere in the process. "What, Rache? I’m sorry, what did I do?" I started to remove the blindfold, but she pulled away, shaking her head and taking quick, gasping breaths.

"No, don’t. I’m sorry. I just… I just couldn’t breathe."

"I’m sorry, baby. Is it too much? Should I stop?" I get this reaction from the feathers? I was beating her a few minutes ago, and that was fine!

"No!" she said emphatically. "It’s fucking amazing. I just… I… kiss me."

So I did, of course. As soon as my lips touched hers, I knew she was fine. Her tongue sought mine aggressively, and I leaned into her, deepening the kiss. I loved her mouth, I loved kissing her, her tongue was strong and agile… what was it she said earlier about sucking my cock?

"I love you, buttercup," I whispered against her, holding her face in my hands tenderly. "We don’t need all these gadgets, I’ll stop, if you want."

"I don’t want!" Her emphatic tone took me back, and I smiled at her, pulling away a bit, "I was so overwhelmed I just couldn’t catch my breath. I’m okay now. You can even put the gag back on."

"No… I missed the sounds you make," I admitted.

"And you want me to blow you," she deadpanned, making me laugh.

"That too. But not right now. I’m thirsty, I’ll be right back."

Thirsty? What the hell?

But he was gone. I guess that Honey Dust stuff could get a little gritty, if I remembered correctly. It had been a while since I used it, and it had certainly never been used so well on me. I could still feel his lips against my skin, and I sighed, settling back against the bed.

Dude, did he spill the stuff? I should not be able to smell it this much, should I? This would be fun to explain to the hotel staff later… ah, this was a good hotel. They never asked questions.

Where the hell was he? I’d caught my breath now, I was ready to move on. My cunt was aching for him. I couldn’t remember ever wanting him this much.

Except for maybe this morning.

"We’re having champagne and brownies," he announced, and I jumped, startled that he was back.

"And Honey Dust," I added.

"Yeah," he said sheepishly, and I could feel him fussing with the sheets. "You scared me, and I spilled it."

"Sorry," I admitted. Had I ruined everything? It was so amazing, and I had to freak out because I couldn’t breathe. Who needed to breathe when I had the blond god doing amazing things to my body? Breathing was so fucking overrated.

"Why? I should have taken the thing off." There was a brownie at my lips and I bit into it, chewing carefully. "Champagne?"

How the hell was I supposed to drink anything while I was lying flat on my back?

I heard a pop and then something splashed against my stomach, making me giggle. My boyfriend was a freak. A freak with a very agile tongue, I realized as he licked the champagne off my skin, sucking at my belly button. Another splash, against my cunt this time, and he had to hold my hips against the bed so that he could suck the champagne off of me. He licked against me, fucked me with his tongue too briefly and finally moved away, almost making me cry with frustration.

"Nick, I…"

"We still have toys to play with, Rache. Relax." His lips touched mine again, and it wasn’t until he opened his mouth that I realized he had a mouthful of champagne. I managed to swallow it, then sputtered at him. "Thought you might be thirsty," he teased, and I stuck out my tongue.

"Bastard."

"I am so glad that tongue is back," he giggled, kissing me properly. I understood now why he wanted the gag off when I’d given him the choice earlier. We kissed a lot, didn’t we? Now we fell into it, kissing madly. It was frustrating not to be able to touch him, though. I pulled against the restraints as he pressed his entire body against me for the first time since we’d started this. He’d been teasing me… just little touches and licks, lying next to me, not on top of me the way I loved.

But after a minute he moved away, kissing my neck, running his hands over my body, and I felt myself pulling against the restraints to be closer to him. "Fuck me, Nick," I begged, finally able to say it. Was he waiting for me to beg? Was that it? He’d pulled me to the edge so many times that I could feel my cunt pounding. One or two strokes and it would all be over… but damn… it would feel so good. Slowly, too slowly, his hand approached my pussy, but stopped. Tangling his fingers in my curls, he tugged softly.

"Have we played enough?" he wondered, licking at one of my nipples and making me whimper.

"More than enough. Please, baby, I need you."

He slid inside so quickly I cried out, bucking my hips against him. It took me a minute of his careful thrusting to realize he wasn’t on top of me.

"That’s not you," I whimpered, turning my head, trying to figure out where he was.

"No?" he whispered, his lips against my ear, and I turned my head to kiss him.

"No, it’s the dildo. It’s smaller than you."

"Good answer," I could feel him smile against my lips. "How do you know that? Did you try it out before you used it on me?" I nodded, arching against the plastic. It wasn’t him, but I still needed something inside me. He was careful not to hit my clit, though. He knew that would send me over the edge. "Did you fuck yourself with it, wondering if it would fit inside me?"

That is exactly what I did with it, yes. But I couldn’t form words any longer. I was so close…

He pulled the dildo out of my pussy and moved away from me, making me scream in frustration. "You are a fucking cunt tease, Nick Carter!" I shrieked, and only got a chuckle in response. I usually loved that laugh, but right now, I wanted to slap him silly.

"See if you say that in a minute, Rache." He kissed my neck carefully, and I sighed, giving up to the frustration yet again. I felt the wet dildo sliding against my stomach, then down between my thighs again. "I want to fuck you in the ass, and feel you use this in your pussy at the same time. If I untie you, can we do that?"

She stopped breathing, and so did I. Was that asking too much? I’d never even really tried anal sex before, but after this morning, I just had to know what it was like. Would she respond like I did? Would it feel that good for her?

She’d told me once that she’d tried it with Jeremy, but never really finished why she didn’t like it. Maybe she never tried it this way. She was so turned on, I could see the wetness on the tops of her thighs and smell her arousal. So sweet and sexy. Besides, she wouldn’t have wanted to do all that to me if it didn’t turn her on a little.

"Untie me, you fuck," she breathed, and I leaned over her, undoing the ties on her feet before she could take it back. I carefully kissed the spots that were red from where she’d pulled against the scarves while I was playing with her. Guess she was more frustrated than I’d realized. In a moment, she was free, and she threw her arms around me, kissing me deeply. I held her for a minute, feeling her trembling against my chest. Was that fear or excitement or both?

"Do you want the blindfold off?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"No, I think it’s better on."

I agreed. As frustrating as it had been, I liked not knowing what she was doing when she was playing with me before. It made the feeling so intense. Everything seemed to go up a notch. I could hear more and smell more, taste her sweetness still on my tongue, long after she’d left me.

Laying her back on the bed again, I kissed her everywhere I could reach, loving the way she seemed to melt into my arms. Slowly, I ran my fingers down her spine, lower and lower until I felt the soft, sensitive skin of her ass underneath my fingers. Taking the cue, she wrapped her leg around my hip, opening herself up to me. Her cunt was wet against my cock, and I wasn’t worried that she didn’t want this any longer. Reaching over her, I found the lube and put some on my fingers, and then pressed against her unfamiliar opening carefully. She whimpered as I slid my thumb inside her, tilting her face up to kiss me.

"That feels so good, bunny," she murmured against my lips as she moved against my cock in front of her. I gasped as I felt her soft, wet lips against my dick. I’d been so busy teasing her that I’d forgotten about myself. Was that how she was earlier? "More," she groaned, pushing back against my hand. "God, Nick… more…"

It took a moment, but I got two fingers inside her, and it was so tight I almost came just thinking about being inside her there. She gasped at the new sensation, wiggling back against my fingers and then up against my cock.

After a moment, she stopped moving to catch her breath, trying to steady her breathing. "No. Stop," she panted and I froze. Did I hurt her already? I’d barely done anything and she was so soft and wet. "God, I want to come with you inside me there. Please. Fuck my ass, Nick, please."

Like she needed to beg? I should be begging her. I slid my fingers out of her carefully, and she rolled over on her stomach, tilting her hips back up to me. "I need…" she started, and I found the dildo, sliding it inside her from behind. I loved the low groans that escaped her mouth as I pushed it in as far as it would go. I pumped it inside her hard a few times, loving the noises she made. I’d never seen her this turned on… this desperate before. I wanted to play with her body more, but I could tell she couldn’t stand it much longer. "I need you, Nick," she pleaded, her hips moving against the mattress in small circles as she waited for me. "Oh, God, now… hurry…"

I yanked a condom on and then fumbled with the lube, probably using too much. But her pretty ass rose higher in the air and her entire body seemed to open up to me. We both held our breath as my cock pushed against her, the tip just barely slipping inside and I stopped, not sure whether I should continue through the resistence. I tried not to breathe, listening for a sign from her that it was okay. God, please let it be okay. Her ass was gripping the tip of my cock, and just that was amazing. So tight and hot… and I wasn’t even all the way inside her yet.

She moaned deep in her throat and pushed back against me slowly. I grabbed her hips, trying to hold her steady so I didn’t hurt her, but she didn’t seem to want to go slow. My head disappeared inside her and I couldn’t help but move further in. My fingers were gripping her hips so hard that she was probably going to have a bruise later, but somehow that was better than what I wanted to do, which was pound inside her. I longed to feel her surrounding me, her ass hitting my hips as I took her quickly.

"God, Rachel, you are so tight," I bit out, trying to control myself. I needed to move, but I was afraid… afraid of hurting her, afraid that if I did move, my head might explode from the pleasure.

Instead, she moved the dildo inside her pussy, and the sensation was amazing as I felt it rub against my cock inside her. She felt it, too, and moved back against me, a long, low growl emanating from the back of her throat as she buried her face in the pillow below her and her hands braced her body against the headboard.

Words left us both as we moved together, making ridiculous noises, both of us experiencing pleasure like we’d never known as we slowly worked my cock in and out. Just like before, we found a rhythm that was amazing and I don’t know how long it lasted … I just know that she came before I did, her entire body trembling and I felt her orgasm explode throughout her body, pulling me along with her.

I collapsed against her back, both of us shaking as we fell against the bed. I reached up and pulled the scarf off her face, trailing it down her back as I pulled out of her carefully. She shivered at the soft touch as I used it to clean off the sweat and lube that stuck to her body. I should carry her into the shower or run a hot bath… but I didn’t trust my legs to hold me just yet. She dropped the toy off the side of bed as I threw away the condom, and then we came back together in the middle of the bed, holding each other tightly as shivers passed over our bodies.

"That was… I never…" Her voice was soft against my chest.

"Yeah," I told her. I knew exactly what she was trying to say. That was unfuckingbelievable. I never thought anything could top this morning, but that might have. "And I love you. Thank you."

"Happy birthday," she smiled up at me. "Again."

"I don’t think I can handle any more, Rache. This might be the end of all birthday celebrations."

She laughed, moving away from me slightly, "That’s what you thought this morning, too." She leaned up, kissing me softly, running her fingers through my hair. Just at that slight touch, I felt my cock move, and she laughed, looking down. "You can’t be serious?"

"Aftershocks, baby," I whispered against her hair, settling back against the pillows and closing my eyes. Breathing in the scent of her and the room and our love… I felt myself drifting off.

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