The clink of ceramic against saucer, chatter, whir and hiss of the coffee machine all combined into a background hum. Goldie's pulse quickened as Bluey walked in, they saw each other and smiled. He leant in to kiss her, breathing in the scent of her perfume and hair, feeling her soft lips on his. They exchanged small talk before the conversation hit a pause. 

"so...have you done as I asked?" he smiled at her.

"I have" she grinned back. She recalled their conversation 3 days ago, 

"No cumming till we meet" Bluey had instructed. "ooh, that's mean..." she said smiling

"I know how much you enjoy being teased" he said, "and I think last time I should have been a little more disciplined, I stopped too soon" Her pussy tingled as flashbacks from their last meeting whizzed through her mind. 

"I'll make up for it this time" he said

"If that's what you'd like...I'll do as I'm told" she said 

"How do you feel?" he asked 

"It's been very difficult" she chuckled "I'm extremely horny" she said smiling. 

"Good" he grinned back. "what knickers have you got on?"

"You told me to not wear any" She replied, tilting her head in question

She could see him shuffle in his seat. "Everything ok?" she said, her eyes on his tightening trousers.

"Show me" he said

She frowned and looked around the cafe. A few people were chatting, steady stream of customers wandered in and out for takeaways. No one seemed to notice them. 

She opened her legs, her skirt falling down between them. She pulled at the fabric, her gaze flicking from the cafe to his face, smirking, greedy eyes on her. She bunched up the fabric some more and her pussy was exposed. He could see the wetness on her lips.

Goldie felt her pulse race, and dropped the fabric and felt it flutter down between her legs. God That felt naughty...she could feel how wet her pussy was. 

"Good girl. Looks delicious" he said through a grin. "I thought these might be fun". He put a small fabric bag on the table. She opened it to see a set of leather restraints.

"Oh yes!" she smiled, feeling a throb between her legs, "Definitely." she chuckled, "come on, drink up" it was her turn to squirm in her seat as her pussy ached in anticipation. She stood up, taking his hand to pull him gently to his feet.

"You're such a slut" he whispered in her ear as they cuddled and started towards the door.

He closed the hotel room door, and turned the lock with a click. She put her coat on a chair and kicked off her shoes, sitting on the bed and watched as he pulled the restraints from the bag placing them on the bedside table. He moved to her, leaned in and kissed her, their tongues pushing against each other. "undress for me" he instructed. She quickly unzipped her skirt, bra and top flung across the room. 

She shuffled into the middle of the bed and laid her head back, her knees raised, then falling open. "I'm so wet..." she said softly, watching him undress. His cock was thick, and she could see it pushing against his boxers.

He moved onto the bed, kissing her once more before lowering his head, sucking a nipple into his mouth, tugging with a playful tenderness, softly drawing it between his lips as it stiffened. His softness was deliberately infuriating and Goldie’s hips began to wriggle. He sat up and straddled her, reaching to the bedside table. The cuffs were soft against her wrists, her arms above her head, secured to the bed. Enough wriggle room to move, but firmly secured. "I'll do whatever you want" she smiled. He kissed her again, deep and passionate, "Gorgeous slut, such a good girl"

He moved to sit between her legs, gently pushing her knees apart until her pussy was perfectly presented to him. He ran his fingers over her pussy, tracing her lips, fingertips shining from her wetness. Her lips were plump, her clit throbbing.. She gasped quietly at his first touch. "You don't get to cum without asking...". He looked up at her. She closed her eyes, smiling with a quiet groan, her hips giving a small involuntary squirm. 

His fingers, a feather-light touch, traced a path around her lips, almost accidentally brushing against her clit. He placed the soft pad of his thumb on her clit, pressing lightly, pushing her hood back to reveal the bright pink button, then rubbing in slow, circular motions. It was agonizingly gentle, designed to build pressure, not relief. Goldie whimpered, her eyes closed. 

He slid the tip of a finger into her, wonderful warm wet pussy. Then a second. He used two fingers, mimicking a slow, deep thrust, teasing, but always keeping her clit just under his thumb, maintaining an exquisite, unbearable pressure. Her hips beginning to twitch uncontrollably.

His gentle fingers made wet noises with her pussy. She tried to move and realised that she couldn't. The restraints were soft but firm, she pulled on them to relieve the tension as her moaning became slightly more urgent. He pulled his fingers from her and licked them, tasting her sweet pussy as his thumb continued it's frustrating soft pulse on her clit. "God you taste good" he murmured. He reached up with his slick fingers and tugged playfully at her nipples. Goldie gasped as he pinched quickly. 

He shuffled backwards, allowing his mouth to move lower. Hovering over her wet pussy, 

"Fuck..." she groaned, "Please Bluey... Tell me what you want" 

She looked down at his mouth close to her puffy labia. 

"Not yet..." he chuckled.

His tongue pushed into her soaked folds, past them into her. Then sucking her lips into his mouth, before slowly moving up to gently tug at her clit with his lips. As she squirmed she pulled against the restraints, delighting in her own helplessness. She felt his mouth move lower, and his hands lifted her thighs, she felt completely exposed and open. His tongue traced over her arse, slowly and she heard herself make a deep groan.  His finger pressed delicately against her tight entrance, not forcing, but simply applying a gentle, teasing pressure, then retreating just as she started to relax into it. His tongue lapped slowly from her arse, into her pussy, then over her swollen lips, to her throbbing clit. Achingly slow, with delicate pressure. 

"Please Bluey, please make me cum."

He looked up, mouth glistening with her wetness. "Good girl. Don't worry I won't let you cum too soon"

Goldie arched against the restraints, pushing her pussy towards him “I’ll be good,” she gasped. His tongue dipped lower again, pushing at her arse, this thumb circling her clit, now with a little more pressure. She felt tension building across her belly and pussy. Her hips wriggling into his face. She could sense it, just there, her eyes screwed up, mouth open...

....nothing. his mouth and thumb removed as he watched her pussy twitch, grasping. "Fuck. Bluey..". She pulled on the restraints. Breathing a little more urgent. "Well done, such a good slut" he murmured and kissed her. Their tongues snaking against each other. "You want me just as much" She grinned at him. "Fuck me while I'm tied down" she gasped into his mouth. "

"Mmm, soon. Let's get you close, one more time" he said grinning.

His mouth dipped onto her pussy once again repeating the cycle of frustration, until Goldie was gasping once more. His wet mouth lifted off her just before she tumbled over the edge into her orgasm.

“Bluey, stop! I need to cum!” she wriggled, grinning, gasping. The pressure from her throbbing pussy felt overwhelming.
"You need to ask permission" he said quietly.

"Please Bluey. Please can I cum?"

"Mmm, I'm going to fuck you now." He stood up and removed his boxers. His thick cock rigid, the tip shining with his precum. "On your front please. Bum nice and high"

Goldie wriggled, chuckling as she tried to roll over with her wrists in their restraints. She lie face down for a moment, then pulling her knees under her, presented her arse and pussy to him. 

"Oh god you look good" he said, hungrily looking over her soaked pussy. His mouth descended briefly once more, greedily sucking her swollen lips into his mouth. His control flagging as his own urges took over, he caught himself just in time, hearing Goldie's groan and breathing become desperate. 

He paused a few beats, letting her tension subside, then knelt behind her. Gently tapping his swollen cock head on her sodden pussy. His cock was slick with her arousal after a minute of rubbing against her. He pushed gently, firmly. Surprised by the lack of resistance as he slid straight into her welcoming pussy. He realised he was well timed, her pussy almost sucked him in. He slowly pushed into her, until his balls bumped on her clit, cock buried deep inside her. She groaned and wriggled her hips back against him.

He waited savouring her warmth, then withdrew to his tip, paused for a beat, before slowly sliding back in, filling her. He started fucking her, slowly, deeply. Her moans muffled into the bed, but her pussy dripping, the room full of wet noises. Tension was building in her once more, pressure tingling out from her pussy, deliciously frustrating as his thick cock drove gently but firmly into her. Each stroke edging her closer. She pulled on her restraints, wanting to play with her clit, a couple of flicks would have her cumming. Instead this slow building pressure spreading across her belly.

She felt a finger circling her arse, pressure, acceptance as it slid into her. "God Bluey, Fuck me. Make me cum"

"Ask properly" he said. If she wasn't so wrapped in her own pleasure and frustration she would have noticed the edgy urgency in his voice. His balls were tightening, her pussy deliciously massaging his cock.

"Please sir...please can I cum?", her movements limited by the restraints, she pushed her hips back at him, matching his thrusts. She was so close, one hard thrust or a flick of her clit...

"Good girl" he smiled "Yes you can...very soon". He slowly withdrew his cock, a wet sound mixed with her groan. She looked back at him, urgent, wanting. His eyes hungrily admiring her desperate looking pussy and arse, swollen, pulsing. She closed her eyes, and gave a quiet groan, her pussy throbbing and tingling.

"You poor thing, you're so close aren't you" He rocked forward, his cock rubbing on her pulsing clit. "Please, Bluey...I'll do anything...". His cock slid slowly upwards to her pussy once more, the hard tip just inside her.

"Good girl". Bluey's fingers gripped her hips and his cock pushed in firmly, "You can cum"

Deep firm strokes, his thumb circling her arse, a steady rythym of pleasure. Not the feather touch, but firm, deliberate, just what she needed.

The pressure built once more in her pussy, but this time there was no interruption. Her orgasm washed through her in waves, rolling out from her pussy. She groaned, writhed, her pussy clenched at his cock. She fell forward, pussy and clit pulsing and pleasure rippled through her. She felt his weight on her, and he re-entered her twitching pussy.

They lay still, delighting in the sensations of her pussy gripping his cock and the final pulses of her climax eased. He reached forward and unlocked the restraints. 

She felt her senses returning, soaking up the warm tingles across her body, his cock still hard inside her, his tender kisses on her neck. "Such a good slut" he murmured. He shifted to lie beside her, "I'm going to cum in your mouth" he said. "Mmm. Of course" she smiled up at him. She looked at his thick, rigid cock, shiny with her wetness, his balls tight. She knew his cock needed release.

She cupped his balls firmly, a hand on his shaft and flicked her tongue over his tip. Tasting her pussy, a sweet mix with his precum. He throbbed in her hand, her hair tickly his belly as she moved her mouth over his swollen cock, kissing, licking, squeezing, precum oozing onto her lips. He groaned as her mouth sucked him, her mouth full with his swollen cock. She could feel his balls tightening, his breath becoming a gasp as she slowly worked her mouth over his tip.

She watched as his belly tightened, his hips wriggled. He gasped and his cock pulsed and throbbed. His cum shot over her tongue as she sucked, keeping her slow rythym until the throbbing eased.

She wriggled on top of him, kissing him deeply, both of them tasting each other. A long relaxed, gentle, filthy kiss.