Title: Three parts, Frustrated, Horny, Relieved
By: lewis771750
Challenge: LJ Moods
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, Jerry and the people at CBS would never be quite this twisted:) But it is all just for fun, honest.
Spoilers: This is pure PWP, what spoilers could I have put in?
Words: 400 in each part.

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Sara lay there whimpering. Ever since that stupid comment about Kim Basinger in 91/2 weeks Catherine had been threatening to show how much fun being teased could be. The time had come.

If she was honest Sara was as hot as she could ever remember. Being tied spread-eagled on their bed hadn't done much for her, not in itself, but the relentless teasing ever since, had really done a number on her.

Intellectually she knew that cold would make her nipples stand up. Ice cubes would obviously help make them cold and so erect. But when an ice cube is assaulting one nipple and the other is being sucked, licked and stimulated in your lover's mouth the signals get mixed up and both sent signals of arousal to her brain.

The feeling of a velvet glove being rubbed up her thighs was wonderful. It tickled slightly, but in the nicest possible way. But Catherine was in control, and drew the contact away before it could touch the nub that Sara wanted touched. At first Sara had chased the glove with her body, testing her bonds. Quickly, she'd realised that she couldn't reach it unless Catherine let her, and so for a while she'd controlled herself, stopped her body from chasing the stimulation. But, as the assault on her senses and the continuous foreplay had caused her to lose that level of control, now, every time Catherine went near her centre, Sara chased the stimulation avidly, if unsuccessfully.

Catherine hadn't ignored other ways of getting Sara stimulated. Sara's big toes, on each foot, were both wet and cooling. That didn't do much for either of them, but Sara was too worked up to notice. The times that each toe had been sucked and licked carefully by Catherine, had started Sara's whimpers. The tickle of a feather behind each ear had caused the whimpers to increase in pitch and Sara to try and jerk her head away. Catherine had chased her relentlessly, the cross-over between tickling and eroticism was another of those sensations she was searching for in this unending stimulation without release.

The next sensation would be a new one for both of them. Catherine straddled Sara and rubbed her centre against Sara's erect nipples. The sensation was good for Catherine, but fantastic for Sara judging by the latest change in her vocalisations.

Sara was moaning in frustration, pleading for release.

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Sara was confused by Catherine's next move. The sensation of her lover stimulating her clit against Sara's nipples had been intense. Any more and Sara knew she would have come despite the lack of direct stimulation. Unfortunately for her Catherine had realised the same thing, and her game was about keeping Sara stimulated, but without a release.

The next assault on Sara's libido was subtler, but it would last for a while once it had started in earnest. Catherine was massaging Sara's limbs and torso. At the moment, she was deliberately avoiding the obvious erogenous zones, just letting the contact between them remind Sara of what was going on. Her secret weapon was the scent in the massage oil. One day Sara had revealed which of Catherine's rarely worn perfumes she preferred, and why; the scent of it always made her horny. Today's massage oil had been spiked with a small sample of that perfume. The friction between Sara's body and Catherine's hand heated the oil and caused the odour to be released, enveloping Sara in a cloud of scents that aroused her. This was combining with the gentle, loving contact all over her body and suddenly the moaning and tossing and turning was back.

Catherine knew if she was to set Sara's hands free they would instantly fly to her pussy, stimulating that delayed orgasm. Catherine was going to grant her that release, except *she* would do it for her beloved, just not yet, there was some more teasing to come.

This time Catherine's assault was with her fingernails. Just lightly scratching the surface of Sara's skin her first site of attack was Sara's long gorgeous right thigh. Both the inside and outside were subjected to the sensation of finger nails tickling, sliding, scratching gently and generally stimulating that libido that was already running out of control. Catherine then switched legs, giving the left thigh an equal amount of stimulation. Next, she moved up, crouched between Sara's spread legs, and used her nails on Sara's flanks and across her belly. The twitching and jerking of Sara's hips increased as her arousal again flared almost to the point of release. Catherine soothed her lover's hips back to the bed with gentle touches from the palms of her hands.

Sara's moans changed tone. Listening closely Catherine could just work out that now there were words in there. 'Please, please, please, please.'

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With a wicked grin Catherine bent lower and blew over Sara's clit, which had emerged from its hood after all this arousal. The words in the moans disappeared, overcome by gasps of bliss as finally Sara could feel some stimulation to the spot that so desperately needed it. Judging her moment to perfection Catherine stopped. Sara writhed in desperation, not knowing that the end was near and that Catherine was about to take pity on her.

This time Catherine leant forward, watching the fall of her hair as she used the tips to tickle Sara's moist centre. They'd both need a shower after this, so she was playing all the games that she didn't normally play. Sara reacted at first like a scalded cat, but then the moaning returned as she could feel her orgasm building once more. Catherine moved, to Sara's brief distress, moving up to press their bodies together so she could kiss her lover fully on the lips for the first time in over an hour. With the angle that the ties were holding Sara's legs she was able to move her hips, rubbing their pussies together as she slipped back from the kiss. Sara chased her lover's mouth with her own, stretching her head up from the bed. Her whole body spasmed as Catherine's tongue entered her mouth, driving in time to the movement of their pelvises against each other.

Within seconds Sara's orgasm swept over her. She screamed as the first wave of release crashed around her body. The screams continued as the tension built up in the prolonged foreplay was finally released in a tremendous series of multiple orgasms the like of which Sara had never known. Catherine was clinging to her lover as her beautiful frame twitched, bucked and moved through orgasm after orgasm. The feeling of Sara's body moving like that, the smell of her perfume, and of Sara's release, and the intense pleasure she'd felt whilst giving pleasure to her love all combined to cause Catherine to spill over into orgasm after orgasm of her own.

Several minutes later Sara's limbs were free and the couple were gently holding each other. The shower would have to wait a while, neither of them felt able to walk as far as the bathroom. Instead they were curled up, holding each other tenderly as they reaffirmed their love for each other.

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