Chapter 29 #2
Luisa nodded, and Amy took a few seconds to simply kneel back and marvel at the sight, Luisa's naked and absolutely perfect body, her arms bound above her head, entirely given to Amy's control.
She realised, with a smile that no one else could possibly see, that she really was enjoying doing this with Luisa, and that it wasn't just a thing she did with Sarah… an interesting and useful observation.
"Where are you?" Luisa asked, breaking Amy out of her reverie.
"Right here.” Amy reached a hand down to stroke Luisa's cheek, making Luisa start slightly before she relaxed again.
She ran the hand slowly all the way down her body until it settled between her legs where she teased Luisa, not touching her properly but just offering the slightest hint that she would.
Luisa let out a long, quiet, shuddering gasp.
Luisa had put out some lubricant with the toys, and Amy squeezed some onto the strap-on, smothering it generously.
The last thing that she wanted was to scare Luisa away from using strap-ons, and she ended up putting on quite a bit more than was probably needed.
Oh well, she thought, no one ever complained about too much lube.
She moved so that she was on top of Luisa, not lying on her but above her, and Luisa turned her head, presumably hearing Amy’s breathing.
Amy positioned herself so that the tip of the strap-on was brushing against Luisa, poised, ready to slip inside.
“Please may I fuck you?” she asked, in her most polite and proper English accent.
The grin that spread across Luisa’s face told Amy all she needed to know. “Si.”
“Ask me,” Amy teased. “But in Spanish.”
Luisa sighed in mock exasperation, then said, "Por favor, cógeme. Ahora.”
Amy leaned over and brushed her lips against Luisa’s.
“I love it when you talk dirty.” She kissed her briefly again.
“I mean, I didn’t understand it but you said por favor so…
” She moved her hips and slowly slid in to Luisa, taking her time, giving her time to adjust. Luisa let out a wonderful, long, half-gasp half-moan as Amy filled her, her hands tightening their grip on the bed frame, her body tensing before settling again.
Amy leaned on her elbows, chest pushed against Luisa’s, and kissed her again while one of her hands went to her hair, slipping her fingers through and holding on possessively…
she’d loved it when Sarah had done that to her, and wanted to see how Luisa reacted to the same.
Very well, it turned out. Very, very well.
Amy started to make slow love to Luisa, setting a gradual pace.
Luisa gave every appearance of being in heaven, wrapping her legs around Amy, the points of her high heels digging slightly into Amy’s thighs every time that Amy pulled out, and making those amazing sounds with each and every thrust. It seemed that Luisa was discovering a liking for being so completely Amy’s, for being hers, for letting Amy take control of her pleasure…
and Amy was really liking it too, the responsibility to go with the power.
Amy kept to that slow pace, glad that she hadn't switched on her own vibrator as she knew she’d have been too tempted to speed up.
It didn't take long for Luisa's climax to build though, the moans getting more frequent and louder, her back starting to arch slightly, her hands gripping on to the bed frame. A shudder ran right through Luisa, Amy felt it, saw her head go back, but she wasn’t quite there, not just yet… Amy simply put her lips to Luisa’s exposed neck, tightened her grip in Luisa’s hair, holding her head in place, and maintained the same pace, keeping it constant.
She heard Luisa mutter, "Mas fuerte..." and then, suddenly, Luisa came hard… she shuddered again but didn’t stop, going on and on, her moans turning to cries while Amy refused to increase the pace, slow fucking her through it, Luisa’s body shaking under her, wrists straining at the cuffs, heels digging in, climaxing in wave after wave until she was gasping for breath.
“Enough,” Luisa whispered. “Please. Enough.” Amy slowed to a stop, and Luisa whispered. “Let me see you.”
Amy slipped the blindfold off and smiled down at Luisa, who blinked a few times then grinned back. “Hey.” She was still inside Luisa, looking down at her, and Luisa was still tied.
“Hey,” Luisa breathed. Then, after a few moments, “That was good.”
“You liked it?”
“Muy lindo…”
“Muy lindo?”
“It means, I guess, very nice.”
“I love it when you speak Spanish.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Luisa gazed at her for a long moment. “Te voy a acostar, te voy a amarrar, y te voy a provocar y provocar hasta que me supliques que te deje acabar… y después te voy a provocar un poquito más.”
“What did that mean?”
“It was a statement of intent. I just told you what I’m going to do to you later.” Luisa grinned. “If you want to know, you’ll just have to learn Spanish,” she added with a wink.
There was something about the look in Luisa’s eye that made Amy’s heart race…
she felt like what Luisa had just said was something deeply, wonderfully erotic and exciting, and it simply added to the anticipation knowing that she’d told Amy what she was going to do and that Amy didn’t have a clue what it was.
“How are you feeling?” Amy asked. “If you can manage it, I’d like to keep going.” She slid slowly back then drew a gasp from Luisa as she slid ever so slowly back in again. “Trust me… that was just the starter.”
“Si…” Luisa gasped as Amy did slid back and in again. “But slowly.”
“In Spanish?”
“Despacio, mi amor… despacio.”
Amy grinned. “Ok… I’ll go despacio.”
“Close enough… that feels good.”
“Bueno?” Amy teased.
Luisa chuckled. “Your accent needs some work. Maybe just shut up for now and… just do exactly what you’re doing.”
Amy leaned down and kissed her, keeping the same slow, slow pace, and it was almost languid… Luisa recovering from what had seemed to be a pretty epic climax before, Amy sensitive to her needs.
Eventually, though, Amy decided to change things a little.
She broke the kiss and pushed herself up, still inside Luisa, into a kneeling position, Luisa’s legs resting on Amy’s thighs.
Luisa’s hands had let go of the bedframe and were resting, still bound, above her head.
To Amy she was the picture of satisfaction, almost the definition of a post-orgasmic glow about her.
Amy continued to very slowly rock the strap-on in and out of Luisa, the new position not the best for depth but just enough to start to build Luisa up again.
Reaching behind her back, Amy undid her bra and let it fall away, her breasts falling free, and then untied her hair, letting it fall over her shoulders.
With a gasp, Luisa said, “You’re so beautiful…”
Amy smiled and replied, “You’re not so bad looking yourself…
” before leaning forward and starting, finally, to increase the pace.
She reached down and turned on the vibrator slotted inside the harness and immediately felt the persistent, low level vibration have an effect.
She’d almost not noticed with all her attention focused on Luisa, but Amy realised that she was turned on as hell herself and desperate for her own release.
Leaning forward further, Amy saw a shudder pass through Luisa, whether an aftershock from her earlier orgasm or a precursor of the next she didn’t know, but she could tell that Luisa didn’t care either way… it was feeling good, clearly.
Reaching a hand down, Amy started to touch Luisa’s chest, her fingers caressing one of her nipples then getting slightly firmer, not quite pinching but putting more pressure than usual on them. Luisa gasped, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment before opening again and looking into Amy’s eyes.
“You’re good?” Amy breathed, the combination of the vibrations and the sensation of the thrusts against her building her own climax fast. She knew it wasn’t going to take much to push her orgasm over the edge.
“I’m great…” Luisa gasped between moans. Her neck and chest were flushed again, the sheen of sweat making her a picture of arousal.
Unable to slow herself down, aroused as could be, Amy decided to experiment.
She lifted one, then the other of Luisa’s legs and put them on her shoulders, tossing her high heels off the bed, then leaned down so that her hands were resting either side of Luisa’s chest, their faces not far apart, Amy’s chest almost, but not quite, touching Luisa’s.
A brief look of surprise crossed Luisa’s face, but then she closed her eyes, the new position doing something very, very right to her, and her hands gripped the bed frame tightly again, and Amy felt it building herself, felt something coiling deep inside, and she put her own hand on the bedframe for purchase, using it to go harder, go faster, and then it hit her hard but she forced herself to grind through it, and Luisa’s eyes opened as she came herself, moaning in time to each of Amy’s thrusts, and then her arm faltered and Amy felt herself lowering down to lie on top of Luisa, and it felt so incredible, and…
“My turn…” Luisa whispered, “if you can untie me?” Amy realised that she’d been nuzzling Luisa’s neck, but she couldn’t really remember how she’d got there. She’d slipped out of Luisa but the vibrator was still running, leaving a pleasant afterglow from the climax she’d just had.
“Sorry, I got carried away,” she replied, pushing herself up and reaching for the cuffs, undoing one then the other. She turned off the vibrator too and loosened the harness, slipping it off along with her underwear. “Was that ok?”
“Ok?” Luisa asked, massaging her wrists one at a time and sitting up. “I think you might have just broken sex for me forever.” She hesitated and laughed. “In a good way, I mean.”
Amy sat up too and took Luisa’s hands. “Here, let me.” She took over massaging her wrists and then lifted one, then the other, to her lips, pressing gentle kisses to each.
“This is important, this part. You’ve just trusted me with everything, so I need to make sure you’re ok.
Can I get anything? Do you need anything? ”
Luisa shook her head. “Just you…”
“That I can definitely do.”