All You Have To Say Is 'Stop'

Chapter Four-Combined POV continued

Gil moved her to the middle of the bed and laid her down on her back. He placed her hands over her head and told her to leave them there. Heather could feel his body on top of hers and again she arched to try and touch more of him. He had removed his shirt and she could feel his muscular chest against hers. The delicious feel of skin on skin was arousing her quickly. She continued to press her body against his and he appeased her and ground his hips against her body. Gil fought the urge to moan as his shaft was stimulated through his pants and boxers. The look on Heather’s face was one of sheer desire as she felt his hardness for the first time.

Regrettably, Gil slid down and began to suck on her nipples again. With her hands placed over her head her breasts were raised and he had easy access. Then he expanded his ministrations and started to suck on the rest of the breast. He alternated among soft touches, licking and biting. Watching love bites appear on her skin where his mouth had just been was an incredible rush for him. Tomorrow she would probably be covered in marks and it will be worth it-Heather actually liked to see the marks and remember what happened or how she got them. He randomly switched from one breast to the other and sometimes you he would suck hard and other times he just used his tongue to trace the nipple or his fingers to caress and move slowly around her entire chest.

Without warning, Gil got off her and left the bed. As ridiculous as it sounded in her head, Heather found she missed him as soon as he was not next to her or on top of her. Shortly he returned to the bed and she felt him set something down on the bed, and she was certain once she heard the zipper that it was his bag of unknown toys. Then he sat beside her and began to squeeze her left breast and started sucking the nipple with more force than before until he was convinced it was as hard as it can get.

The next thing Heather could feel was the cold rubber of a snake bite kit as it fumbled over the left nipple. Gil said to her, "You may speak only to tell me the best way to apply this so it causes the strongest reaction in you-and I know you will be honest."

Heather told him to wet the inside of the kit with saliva and then to squeeze the opening as small as it could go and still attach to the nipple. He did this and as soon as the kit was applied to the left nipple she shuddered and let out a long moan. Then, he did the same with the right nipple. Gil felt a rush of adrenaline as she began to tremble and her face flushed with excitement. He thoroughly enjoyed being able to watch her when she couldn’t watch him.

With her nipples being stimulated, he moved down her body and began to stroke her inner thighs. He continued to stroke around her thighs and upper legs and make small circles in the direction of her button and pussy, but he teasingly never touched them. Heather’s breathing changed and she began to start panting heavily. He knew his fingers were arousing her and the tender assault was awakening of the nerves and stimulating the blood flow to the areas. He dipped his head and used his moustache and beard to lightly travel the sensitive areas. This continued for some time and Gil could tell by the changing of her breathing and the fact she kept opening and closing her mouth that she was debating on whether or not to ask him to quit torturing her.

Heather felt powerless and just when she thought she couldn’t take it any more, he used one hand to part her lips. She was already starting to get wet and with her lips spread with one hand, he used the other hand to begin stimulating her clit and trying to coax the hood back so her clit would become erect. Sometimes he used one finger and made a circular motion, other times he used two or three in an up and down motion. Every once in a while her body would jerk (and twitch) when the clit was rubbed either directly or indirectly through the hood. After what seemed an eternity, her clit was erect and when he touched her, her legs would involuntarily spasm. Her moans got louder and more frequent as she got wetter. Since the clit was now erect he used his other hand to play with the opening of her pussy.

As he inserted first one finger and then two and began to move them in and out her body tensed. Gil could feel the muscles inside her pussy squeeze when the clit was touched just right. His goal was not to hurt her; he wanted her to give up the control she exhibited for most of her daily life. He gently stoked his fingers in and out of her hotness and when she began to lift her body to meet his strokes he increased the tempo.

Heather could feel herself making the climb up to her climax. Her breathing was irregular and she began moaning more. She moved her hips to rise to the rhythm of his fingers with the goal of reaching climax sooner. Other times she would try to hold very still so her clit did not move away from the sensation of his fingers.

At this point Gil removed the snake bite kit from her nipples. The nipples were engorged unnaturally and there was even a little fluid brought to the surface by the constant suction the snake bite kit had provided. Gil had done enough reading (and even tried the kit on himself) to know that her nipples would be extremely sensitive to even the slightest touch. He ran his tongue over both nipples and every touch caused her to arch and her pussy muscles to contract around his fingers. The endorphin rush from the removal of the kit and the blood beginning to circulate again were all sensations that were so pleasurable it couldn’t be described.

Finally, after what seems like an excruciating amount of time she thankfully began to orgasm. Heather really didn't know what she was saying or what she was doing; all of her body was focused on what is happening in her pussy area. She was wetter than she could ever remember being and the muscles inside her were convulsing at a rapid pace. A sheen of perspiration covered her body. As her climax subsided Gil moved his hands away from her and she whimpered at the loss.

Then he joked, "Are we still ready to come some more? Getting kind of greedy now, aren't we?" He moved his hands back to her clit, but then she felt him shift on the bed and his face brushed against her sensitive mound. She could feel his lips and beard along the nerves that were still aroused and then his tongue latched onto her clit. It felt like a jolt of pleasure was rushing through her. Abruptly he stopped and Heather was incoherent, begging and pleading him not to stop. She heard a buzzing and then a vibrator was pushed slowly inside her and his tongue was back on her clit. He heard her sigh in dreamy contentment. Then, his fingers began probing my other hole, still gently, but relentlessly. The fluid from her orgasm had run down her slit and there was not a need for any additional lubrication. He pushed one finger in her ass and her body rocked back and forth on his face, on his hand, on the vibrator. He put a second finger in her and watched as a flash of discomfort crossed her face, but then she relaxed and adjusted for the extra pressure and width. The sensations turned to pleasure and fulfillment.

With her next orgasm Heather saw stars and knew she was babbling uncontrollably. She thought she would faint from the intensity of the sensation flooding her body. All areas of her body clenched, twitched forcefully and she thrashed around on the bed. Without thinking she reached for his face buried between her legs and stroked his hair. She realized her mistake within a millisecond and the next thing she heard was a chuckle of satisfaction.

"I told you from the start that you were not to touch me without permission-now I will do exactly what I want!” Gil said softly. “ I have been generous and let you come twice, but the next time you will have to beg for it-and speaking those words without permission may or may not bring some additional punishment"