The Sexual Misadventures of Lilly

Chapter 3- Ethan

I knew Ethan was a freak the moment I met him and knew I had to have him. My experience with Ethan was the most unusual and the most incredible experiences I’d ever had.

Ethan was 19 and he lived in an apartment over his parents’ garage. Most 15-year-old girls wouldn’t be caught dead going to an older guys apartment alone. Especially not with a guy like Ethan. He wore all black clothes and had more piercings in his face than a circus freak. But we have established that I’m not an ordinary teenage girl.

I went to Ethan’s apartment with the intention of fucking him. I had no clue what he had planned for me. The minute we were inside, Ethan instructed me that he was in control and if I didn’t like it I could leave. That was just fine with me.

He had me take my clothes off and lie down. He tied my hands to the bed. The ropes were tighter than necessary. Tight enough to hurt my wrists, but I liked it. He then tied my legs to each side of the bed. Then he put duct tape over my mouth. He smiled at me when he was finished.

Ethan left the room for a moment and came back with a bowl and some other things that he didn’t let me see as he placed them on the stand. He brought the bowl with him to the side of the bed. He fished an ice cube out of the bowl and pressed it to my forehead. I shivered. A cold trickle of water slid down my face. He traced my cheek with the ice and then down to my chin and then down my neck. The coldness felt good and made me incredibly turned on. The ice touched my chest between my breasts. I closed my eyes and shivered. Ethan kept moving the ice lower. When it reached my stomach I opened my eyes and watched Ethan’s concentrated expression. He slid the ice in a circle around my naval. Circling it again and again until my flesh was numb. Then he moved the ice again, sliding it down the front of one thigh and then back up the inside of the thigh. My whole body shook as the ice touched my aching pussy. I could feel wetness trickling from me. I honestly wasn’t sure if it was my own juices or if it was the ice melting. The ice touched my clit and I screamed. My scream was muffled by the tape but it was loud enough to make Ethan laugh. He stopped and tossed the ice back in the bowl.

Ethan moved away from the bed and picked up something else from the stand. A blindfold. He smiled at me as he sat down. “This part will be better if you experience it blindfolded the first time.” I was scared and aroused at the same time. I could only guess what he was going to do next.

I didn’t know how much longer I could stand his torture. I wanted desperately for him to jump on my and fuck me mercilessly. I couldn’t even beg for it the way he had me tied and gagged.

Ethan slipped the blindfold over my eyes and round two began. I felt his hand softly slipping over my chest and stomach. Soothing me. Then I felt something sharp and cold dragging across my chest. I tried to be still, but I was scared to death. I momentarily forgot my arousal as I concentrated on what was happening. I realized suddenly that it was a knife. Ethan was cutting me. I was scared shitless. I began to tug at the ropes, hoping to free my arms. Then I tried to talk through the tape. I wanted to beg him to stop.

The knife stopped moving. I felt Ethan’s breath on my ear and then he whispered, “Shhh. It’s ok. I won’t go to deep.” He pulled the blindfold off and I looked down at my chest. There was a red gash from just above my right breast to just below my left one. It wasn’t bleeding bad, but I was still scared to death.

Ethan placed the blade against my skin once again. Just above my naval. I felt the tip piercing my flesh. My breath was ragged and my heart was thumping so hard I thought my ribs would break. He drew the knife upwards making another gash up to the center of my chest. He repeated this process on the inside of each thigh. Then he put the knife away.

Ethan lowered his head and licked the blood from each scratch. I felt the arousal rising again. I was sickened at my own weakness. This pervert had just cut me and was now drinking my blood and still I wanted to fuck him.

Now Ethan seemed to be as turned on as me. He removed his clothes and sat down. His hands touched me everywhere. I couldn’t help moaning as his expert fingers found their way inside me. His palm made circles on my clit as his fingers thrust in and out, driving me insane. Just as I was about to orgasm, he pulled away. I couldn’t help but groan.

Ethan untied my legs and climbed on top of me. Instead of entering me, he sat on my chest and removed the tape from my mouth. Knowing exactly what he wanted, I began sucking his hard cock. Ethan groaned and thrust into my mouth. After several minutes of that, Ethan pulled away from me and loosened the ropes on my hands. I thought he was going to let me go, but instead he flipped me over and re-tied the ropes.

Now lying on my stomach, I found myself pinned under Ethan. I felt Ethan’s hand snake around my waist and lift my hips. His cock was pressed against my opening. He thrust into me at last and I cried out with pleasure. After all the torture it felt so good. His hips moved with lightening speed. Soon I came, harder than ever before. As soon as my orgasm ended, Ethan pulled his cock out of my pussy and shoved it into my ass. I screamed. It hurt like hell. For a long time Ethan didn’t move. When I adjusted to the feel of him inside my ass it didn’t feel so bad. It didn’t exactly feel good, but it wasn’t so bad.

Ethan began thrusting into my ass. Each thrust hurt. His hand moved between my legs. His fingers circled my clit as he thrust. The combination of pleasure and pain was too much for me. I orgasmed again and again. I felt Ethan cum into my ass. He pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to me. After he recovered he untied my hands. Much to my surprise he pulled me into his arms and held me close. The tenderness was so unexpected that I began to cry. Ethan didn’t seem to care. He just held me close and stroked my hair until I fell asleep in his arms.

I spent many more wonderful days with Ethan. He cut me sometimes and it scared me every single time he did it. But I found fear can be very exciting.