Gypsy's Sin [Wind Riders MC]

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Cyn woke before Gyspy, and watched him sleep. Gypsy has a good face, she decides. His face doesn't change much after he's awake. Some faces change a great deal as muscles form the mask they present to the world. She believes a slight change is a good sign, that it shows she's getting what she sees.

She woke at seven o'clock, as she has done regularly over the last few weeks with Daphne. The two of them fell so easily into a routine. Waking at seven, wrapped around each other, they would caress and sooth their warm bodies under the covers until they began what Daphne calls their 'together time'. And even that was in concert; their mutual orgasms taking them together. Only a couple of times, just after Cyn began to join Daphne in masturbating, which Daphne claimed she loved, did Cyn climax several minutes after Daphne. She put it down to nerves, since she'd never done anything like that before.

Now it's seven o'clock and her body wants its morning orgasm. It didn't matter that Gypsy fucked her wild last night. He actually tied her to the bed post. She couldn't believe she let him do that. He tied a good knot. Not too tight, so her hands weren't loosing circulation, but bound securely, which she tested and re-tested for an hour of Gypsy's use of her.

The man really knew how to lick a pussy. He knew some surprising things about breasts too, which shocked her. They were her breasts, why didn't she know those places?

Gypsy explored her completely last night, investing long periods of time with her ass, and her legs, her back, and her breasts. Being tied to the bed post, all she could do was squirm and experience his explorations.

Her ass turned out to be the grand surprise. Previous lovers didn't spend much time with her ass. They liked to look at it, and enjoyed taking her from behind, but they didn't spend any time massaging and exploring her ass. A grab here and there was all she got from them, and that didn't do much for her.

Gypsy, sat on her legs, and devoted half-an-hour to massaging and rubbing her ass. The heights of arousal this brought her to had her begging Gypsy to fuck her. Then she was pleading for him to just touch her, rub her clit for just a few moments! Please!

But no, he just kept rubbing and massaging her ass. God it felt so fucking good.

If her hands weren't tied, she would have pounced on him, or rubbed herself off long before he got her that worked up. The level of her arousal and need was maddening. She was up for anything by the time he was through. Anything. Service his friends? Sure. Daphne going down on her? Yes baby please! Thinking about it now was disconcerting to say the least. That level of wantonness, simply didn't register before last night. There was nothing else on her mind, no other thoughts. She just wanted to fuck. She never would have believed she could be in such a state, without heroin or something, maybe. Having never tried that, she wasn't sure.

After bringing her to that state with her ass, he turned her over, sat on her hips and began with her breasts, which by that time would have accepting any type of stimulation as arousing. He milked her breasts one at a time, using both hands to caress and fondle her flesh. Then he began pulling on her nipple, while milking her, and holy fuck was that a shock. She discovered something like an electrical connection between her nipples and her clit.

Then she came.

She was stunned. She never experienced a climax before without direct stimulation to her clit, or being fucked. She came again when he moved over to her left breast. Her climaxes though did little to lower her level of arousal.

When Gypsy finally got around to spending time with her pussy, her eyes were rolling with need, like a wild horse trapped by fire.

His time with her pussy took her to the other side of the spectrum. From being so wanton she was offering outrageous sexual servitudes — including cleaning his bike naked in front of house to entertain his brothers — to being so over stimulated she couldn't breathe enough to beg and had no language to beg with.