Bone Dry (another sexy story) Part 1
It was pitch black. He couldn’t see a thing. No light. No shadows. Nothing. His mouth was dry.
He went to reach…
His hands were tied. In fact, his arms and legs were tied and he was spread in an “X”, harnessed to God knows what. He felt for the bindings and they were fabric…and soft. Was he being tortured?
A drop of liquid fell on his lip. It was cool and sweet. A gentle hand touched his chin and opened his mouth. He heard the glug of a bottle and fermented juice poured into his mouth. It wet his mouth and throat. He took a deep breath through his nose before he swallowed.
There was movement in the room and the air stirred over him.
He got a chill, but the room was not cold.
The person in the room was close; very close. He could feel the heat of their body and smelled the scent of eucalyptus. She began to blow a faint stream of air through her pursed lips across his chest, causing his sweat to evaporate and send goosebumps across his abdomen. Her hands touched his ankles and moved up his legs, just grazing his tender sack as they progressed up his stomach to his chest. She licked his lips. And then she licked her own, though he could not see.
(to be continued)